As soon as Zhao Ji entered the city gate, the guards at the gate saw him and saw that he didn't have any hunting trophies in his hands, so they teased Zhao Ji: "I hunted a slime monster yesterday, why didn't there be one today?" , did you just blow the cold wind outside the city last night?"
Zhao Ji blinked, leaned his head towards the guard and whispered to the guard: "Hey, there was a big harvest last night. I couldn't keep the slime monsters I hunted. First go to the city and ask someone to move them together. Wait a minute. Do you want to come and see it too?"
"No way? Slime monsters are not easy to deal with. Don't brag, or you won't be able to get off the stage later."
Seeing that he didn't believe it, Zhao Ji had no choice but shrugged and walked into the city.
Seeing Zhao Ji enter the city, the guard repeated what Zhao Ji said to his companions just now, and the other guards didn't believe it. Zhao Ji alone wanted to defeat a large number of slime monsters without getting hurt, unless He has the skills of knights. But judging by Zhao Ji's young appearance, it doesn't seem like he can be very powerful.
They still think that Zhao Ji got nothing last night, and now, he is trying to be brave.
The middle-aged guard with a big sword on his back leaned silently on a large rock inside the city gate. Looking at Zhao Ji's back, he felt a sense of killing. Middle-aged guards who had fought in the war had felt the same smell in some fellow soldiers who had participated in terrible battles.
Maybe Kiel really hunted a lot of slime monsters last night? But how could it be? How did he do it?
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Zhao Ji went all the way to the table corner tavern. When passing by the city gate square, he glanced at the grocery store. The blacksmith apprentice Moore was cleaning and wiping the grocery store. When he was looking at the grocery store, Moore, the apprentice blacksmith, also saw Zhao Ji, and the two nodded at each other, and Zhao Ji smiled, which confused Moore, the apprentice blacksmith.
Zhao Ji laughed when he thought that he was about to win the bet, he had no other intentions.
Walking into the slums, you will arrive at the Table Corner Tavern with two steps and one turn. Come in and take a look, you can see that there are obviously more people in the tavern today than yesterday.
The bartender Todd was waiting for Zhao Ji at the bar. When he saw Zhao Ji coming, he handed Zhao Ji a glass of rye craft beer and said to him, "I've invited you personally. Any good news?"
After receiving the beer, Zhao Ji leaned his nose up to take a deep breath of the aroma of the beer, then raised his glass, and choked up the whole mug of beer in one gulp.
Goof, goof, goof, goof.
"Ah, of course it's good news. It was a big harvest last night. I can't carry that much by myself. You have to go with me to the swamp outside the city."
"How much is the big harvest? Three? Or five? Go outside the city? Then I have to tell my uncle, wait a moment, help me look at the bar, and don't let these drunkards approach the bar." Todd walked towards the back kitchen of the tavern with a questioning expression on his face.
Zhao Ji held up an empty glass and turned to face the drunkards, no, the drunkards said loudly: "Guys, I had a big harvest from hunting last night, and there were so many slime monster corpses that I couldn't take them all by myself, so I came here empty-handed. Now Todd, the witness of the gambling game, and I are going to go outside the city to count my hunting harvest, which gentleman wants to go and see now? I guarantee that the scene is beyond your expectations!"
After the drinkers heard Zhao Ji's remarks, most of them didn't want to go out of the city. It was very humid outside the city in the morning, and they just wanted to stay in the warm and comfortable tavern. However, there were five wine drinkers who were familiar with Zhao Ji and were willing to follow him to have a look. They wanted to witness Zhao Ji's hunting results as soon as possible.
These drinkers, Zhao Ji vaguely remembered talking with them in the tavern, and learned that they were the kind of middlemen who helped write letters to illiterate people in the slums, entrusted intermediaries, and drafted contracts on their behalf. In this early morning, they usually have no work to do, and most of them don't come to work until noon or afternoon, and they usually get things done in the tavern.
Zhao Ji raised his glass to signal to them, just about to have another sip of beer, only to find that the glass was empty, so he licked his face and poured out a little to each of the other drinkers, and drank a glass with them.
"Uncle said yes, but he said that you asked him yesterday to borrow a small ax from us, right? You will have to return it later, he needs to use it, and there is no small piece of firewood for cooking." Coming back from the back kitchen Todd said to Zhao Ji. The owner of the bar also came out, his eyes fixed on Zhao Ji, as if silently asking Zhao Ji with his eyes, why didn't you get my ax back.
Zhao Ji touched his nose in embarrassment. He left the ax in the camp and didn't get it back. He had to get it back later.
In order to save the burden, Zhao Ji put the quilt roll, the pot cover shield and the short dagger on his back in the table corner tavern first, and the tavern owner watched for him.
"Let's go, brothers, let's go outside the city first, we have to go to the leather shop first." Zhao Ji waved Todd and the five drinkers to go out, and they chatted and walked towards the artisan area.