Juliana’s workshop Chapter 10: Wonderful Man in Tavern
This kind of place is called a tavern for no reason. In the circular space, apart from the entrance and the pipes leading to other places, there is a tattered counter near the wall. Behind the counter stands a man with a disheveled face and a gray face. His face is as smooth as a snake without scales. What is impressive, and perhaps even more memorable, is that the position of the man’s nose has only two tiny holes. If someone dares to get closer, they can still see these two holes expanding and then shrinking. This is where this smooth-faced man breathes.
A small pub is not a pub if there is no drink, simple food and drink, and no owner standing behind the counter. There are not many places to sit in this pub. The place where guests can sit is in the middle of the circular space. There is nothing on both sides except the counter, the pub goods placed on one side and the aisles for people to walk around. There is also a candlestick made of horns on the wall hanging on it, the remaining half of the candle is burning, and the molten white wax is piled under the candle.
Lulunaka’s arrival did attract some attention, but it was not too eye-catching, because there were not too many people here, except for men without noses, there were only scattered… guests. If the people staying here can be called guests, even though they drink and eat, they also give money.
Lulunaka put out the flame at the front of the stick, went to the counter, and looked at the person in charge here. This snake-like man is the only one who hasn’t fixed his gaze on Lulunaka. He is silently wiping the cracked counter surface.
“A glass of mouse juice.” Lulunaka sat down and said to him.
This man looked at Lulunaka at this time, neither sarcasm nor ignorance on his face, he looked directly at Lulunaka directly and seriously.
“There is no mouse juice.” The man said, “This store does not sell that kind of drink.”
”Why? Isn’t that a distinctive drink?”
The man didn’t answer right away. After a while, he said to Lulunaka, “There’s no longer that kind of drink, some materials are missing… and no one likes that kind of thing. Now there are only ordinary things. Wine.”
Lulunaka sighed, “Then I have nothing to look forward to.” Lulunaka didn’t seem to have any plans to order anything, and turned her head to look at the sitting guests. After watching for a while, Lulunaka turned her head back and looked at the man, “These people are not old, but they make themselves look very old.”
“Because it makes life easier in the rat road and the sewer, miss.” The man replied, and the rag in his hand stopped wiping, “Also, if you don’t order anything, I hope If you can give up your seat, there will always be guests who are willing to spend money, and if they don’t have a place to sit, it would be rude.”
Lulunaka shrugged and got out of her seat. Although there are so many empty chairs around, it doesn’t seem to make Lulunaka white sit here for men without noses. reason.
“Well, I don’t want to stay here either. This is not my end point.” Lulunaka said to the man, “It’s a pity, I actually want to drink that rat juice.”
“No.” The man still said, “If you feel sorry, you can go deeper in the sewer to see if there are any materials.”
“There are no mouse mushrooms around here?” Lulunaka asked.
“That’s a rare thing,” the man replied.
Lulunaka sighed again, shook her head and left. There are several exits in this tavern, and she chooses one of them to leave with a downward slope.
Soon after Lulunaka left, the two men sat on the edge of the counter. They were sitting elsewhere. “That’s really a cute little girl.” One of the men with a thin face and gray hair smiled. “How can a little girl like Naye appear in such a place?”
“Little girl.” The noseless man repeated the word faintly, his tone unchanged.
“And I left on that road anyway.” The gray-haired man continued, “That’s not a safe passage. If you continue down, it’s not just a mouse slipping past your feet. Up.”
“And big mice like you will slip past some hapless guys.” The man without a nose said.
The gray-haired man just smiled, and didn’t feel irritated by being called a big mouse, “We are not so bad, you know this too, boss. We don’t have the guts to do such bad things. .”
“But it’s not much better.”
“You didn’t do anything shamelessly bad, isn’t it a good thing?” The gray-haired man laughed loudly, “It’s just to make a living, sometimes to do something that others don’t want. I’m used to it.”
The two men sitting at the counter are indeed not wicked people, but they are definitely not helpful guys. Most of the people who live in the rat road, wander in the sewers and scavengers are like them.
The man called the boss did not continue to speak, and the gray-haired man continued, “Let’s guess what will happen to that little girl.”
“What else can a child like that encounter under the rat road? It’s not like a little mouse picking up something that others don’t want, just…” his companion said, “That kind of thing I really can’t tell, if something bad happens, it’s really tragic.”
“Boss, what do you think the fate of that girl will be?” The gray-haired man continued to ask the owner of this little tavern.
The boss still didn’t reply immediately. He always acted slowly. As for thinking, if he doesn’t bother to pay attention to these rascals in front of him, no one knows, only he himself knows what he thinks.
The gray-haired man didn’t reply to the boss, nor did he feel any discomfort. This man with no nose and face like a snake has always looked like this. People who have been here for a long time have become accustomed to his temper. As for those newcomers, or those who are grumpy, they are weird to this face. If the boss has any dissatisfaction and puts it into action… that would be really a pity. Someone who can have a space of their own somewhere in the sewer is not an existence that anyone can handle. Generally, all kinds of rude and rude actions directed at the boss will eventually become an opportunity for small characters like them to make some extra money-the things of the dead do not have the right to belong, and the boss does not care much about the things of the dead , They can always get a lot of good things for people who are struggling to survive. This also gave the boss a good popularity in the sewer.
The gray-haired man is planning to continue bragging with his companion~IndoMTL.com~At this time the boss spoke, “Have you heard of mouse juice?”
The gray-haired man and his companion looked at each other, then shook their heads, “No, I haven’t heard of it.”
“That sounds like a disgusting thing, is it juiced with mice?” his companion continued.
Hearing the answers from the two, the boss continued: “When I was young, I heard about such a drink, which is a specialty here in the sewers. Inferior rum, plus mashed rotten moss and The mixture of rat mushrooms; the wine and the mixture will have an interesting reaction. If there is a transparent and beautiful cup, you can see that the liquid from the bottom of the cup to the middle of the cup will turn into a gray-black solidified gel. The wine will turn reddish, and it will give off a strong sour taste… This is the rat juice. Because the rat mushroom is used, and the gray-black jelly looks like a rat Fur, that’s why the name comes from.” Speaking of this, the boss paused, “The wine on it is red. It is said that this is the mouse juice made by squeezing the mouse, which is a vivid metaphor.”
The gray-haired man and his companion. Look at me, I look at you, with an expression on his face that he heard something strange. They had never heard of what the boss said. They knew about the rotten moss in the sewer. It was impossible to eat it, and it was okay to use it to harm people. As for mouse mushrooms, they had never heard of it. “Can that thing be drunk?” “Oh my god, it sounds disgusting.”
“I don’t know.” The boss’s answer was still so concise, he was too lazy to say a word. These idiots in front of them may not take his words seriously, and just listen to it as a somewhat bizarre thing, so why should he say too much?