Usually, they would lick their own blood on the edge of a knife to survive. Many people did not know if they still had a tomorrow, so as long as they had the money, they would come here to drink a few mouthfuls of it, order a few dishes, and enjoy the days they could expect.

There were a few waves of bandits in this Rose City, as well as some bandits who were the kings of the mountains. As a result, the caravan would usually hire a few bodyguards, which would normally make the big escort very busy, but there were also a few merchants who didn't have that much money and could only hire a few free darts people. However, because the free dart guards were mostly poor people, they would often fight with their lives on the line when their goods were robbed.

The people who protected the darts were similar to adventurers. Very few people had a family, so there was nothing to worry about when spending money. No one wanted people to die without spending their money.

There were more than a hundred such taverns in Rose City, so the tavern didn't have any other names and just called them "taverns …"

It was simple. He scanned the surroundings but didn't see anyone dressed like Dong Han Shan, not even a well-dressed scholar. It was enough to see that the people who came here to drink were the people fighting their way to the bottom.

There were quite a few people in the tavern.

It was probably because the weather was too hot, so most people were doing their own things.

The light from the corner was dimmer than the others, and everyone was only surprised at Dong Hanshan.

After a moment, everyone thought that he was just a poor scholar, not much better than them. From the looks of it, he might not even be as good as them.

Another person walked in. He was in his thirties with an iron sword in his hand and a beard growing under his chin. The biggest feature of his body was that he was wearing an armless shirt and he looked like he was crazy. He walked over and asked, "This friend here, do you mind if we fight at the table?"

Dong Hanshan looked at the person who just left and did not say anything. He just nodded his head to show that she did not mind.

At this time, Dong Han Shan brought the Nu Er Hong that she wanted. Dong Han Shan did not look at the man in front of her again. She tore open the wine seal and poured a bowl full of wine.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough!"

This was the first time Dong Hanshan drank, and it was inevitable that he would be embarrassed. His rapid cough caused a burst of ridicule, and his face immediately flushed red. He felt extremely awkward, not knowing whether to continue drinking or not.

"I don't care much about you, I was like this the first time I drank wine. I wonder if you would be willing to let me share your wine with you."

She looked at the dishes in front of him. Even a bookworm would know that a man wasn't someone who couldn't afford to drink wine, so she decided to help him. She said with a helpless tone, "Thank you, I …"

"I know what you mean. My surname is Cao and I am older than you. If you don't mind, please call me Big Brother Cao."

There's no point in just drinking wine. If you don't mind, let's have a meal together. "

Cao Mang spoke quickly and cleanly, not minding a single detail.

As a scholar, Dong Hanshan introduced himself as a matter of course. Then, he started drinking with Cao Mang. With his first experience and Cao Mang's encouragement, Dong Hanshan no longer coughed violently like he did for the first time.

It was unknown if it was due to the excitement or the lingering lingering charm on his face. A red glow covered his yellow skin, giving him a sense of vicissitudes that did not match his age.

As they spoke, the two of them seemed to be very opportunistic. With a kind of regret, Cao Mang treated Dong Han Shan as one of his own and whispered to him: "Here. Never mind. This was a place where fish and dragons mixed together. Whatever you see. Don't worry about it! "

Cao Mang's face revealed an expression of extreme caution.

Dong Han Qi nodded his head. Tell the truth. His character. He was probably even more afraid of provoking trouble than Cao Mang. After all, he knew a lot about the human world from books.

"I come here every month to drink a cup of wine. Although the wine here isn't as good as the one in the restaurant, but it definitely won't be watery. The wine here is strong, so it's better not to drink too much for the first time."

Cao Mang drank a mouthful of slightly turbid, low alcohol as he spoke with a calm voice. Logically speaking, a person like Cao Mang should give off a vicissitudes of life, but otherwise, he would give off a very energetic feeling.

"Can I ask Brother Cao a question?"

Dong Han Shan picked up the cup and took a sip. After that, he took another sip as if he did not want to stop. He felt that the wine was pretty good. He then looked at Cao Mang and asked, "Big brother Cao, do you have someone you love?"

Cao Mang stared blankly for a moment as a strange expression appeared on his face. Dong Han Shan realized that the question she asked was too private, so she hurriedly stopped and said, "Big Bro Cao, just pretend that I didn't say anything."

With that, he raised his head and finished the last drop of wine in the wine bowl.

"Cough, cough, cough …"

Cao Mang patted Dong Hanshan's back in a natural manner. After pondering for a moment, he said, "The wine is the intestines piercing medicine, while the emotions are the bone scraping knife. If you can use the winter clothes, it's best not to learn how to love."

Dong Hanshan did not expect Cao Mang to say this. He also shook his head while laughing and crying, and said to herself: "Yes, it's best not to learn to love."

Then he sat up, feeling a bit dizzy. He squinted his eyes and shook his head, "Brother Cao, since you know, why should I drink?"

The moment she said that, Dong Han Shan realized that he asked a question that she shouldn't have asked again. She smiled awkwardly, "Sorry."

I was reckless. "

"I'm fine."

With that, he sighed and murmured in an inaudible voice, "But wine can always make people forget. Even if it's just for a short time, alas …"

He seemed to be in a bad mood as he recalled his past. He quickly finished the wine in his bowl and drank it all in one gulp as well.

His eyes were a little red, but his pale face was a little red. Just like Dong Han Shan, they didn't nag at each other as they didn't talk much. They knew they were going to drink less, so Dong Han Shan also drank a lot of wine.

There were five people sitting on a table about ten meters away from him. One of them, a tall and skinny man gave off an invisible pressure as he stood there, and he reached out his hand to grab a fat man dressed in black next to him. He shouted, "Damn Fatty! Are you tired of living, big man? How dare you slam into your father! See if laozi will kill you or not! "

The fat man in black moved quickly, dodging the thin man's raised hand. A heavy man like a loach was simply a humiliation to the thin man, and the others were in no hurry to help. They watched the thin man chase after him.

Cao Mang saw the fear on Dong Hanshan's face. He reached out his hand to hold Dong Hanshan's trembling hand and reminded his, "This kind of thing happens every now and then. Don't be afraid and don't bother about it. We can't beat those people."

The thin man seemed to be angry. He grabbed the machete on the table with a 'shua' sound, and a cold light shot out in all directions. The surrounding people immediately cried out in surprise and scattered away, watching from afar.