Chapter 2018

"Bobbie, have a drink tonight?" The Ministry of war yamen, a calm middle-aged official patted Bobbi on the shoulder from behind.

"Lord Lucien." Boby looked at the official with some surprise. He was the deputy chief of the Ministry of war, the real powerful man.

On the day when he ordered to attack the orcs and elves, he was on leave for physical reasons, so he escaped the disaster.

"Don't be rude. Let's have a drink. Hector's gone. There are not many people in our hospital who can drink." Lucien said with a smile, a little sad.

Hector is the elder of Bobbi, and this Lord Lucien has drunk with them several times, and has a good relationship with the elder.

Boby nodded slightly and said, "OK, just yesterday I found a new pub on Romo street. Their wine is the most delicious in my life. I'll take you to have a try."

"Oh, there's a new pub on Romo street?" Lucien was a bit surprised. The street has been gradually desolate these years. He hasn't been there for a long time.

"I also went there by chance last night, smelling the aroma of wine and then entered that pub. It's really a rare wine." Said Bobbie.

"OK, let's try it." Lucien nodded.

They got into Lucien's carriage and went straight to the Saipan tavern.

"That's it." Bobbie got up and opened the door for Lucien.

"That's it?" Lucien looked at the tavern. It looked plain.

"Yes." Bobbie nodded.

"Then go in and have a look." Lucien got out of the carriage. He really wanted to drink.

In recent days, drastic changes have taken place in the Ministry of war. Although he has survived a disaster due to illness, he has also lost many colleagues and friends. People in the Ministry of war are in a state of panic, and he is also upset.

Hector is a colleague he has worked with for more than 30 years. He was one of the same people who joined the army in those years. He often drank together these years. He never thought that he would die suddenly, which made him a little hard to accept.

When I came out of the army today, I happened to see boby. I knew that the little brother often drank with Hector, and they had drunk with him several times, which was very good for him. So I invited him to drink with me to mourn Hector.

Unlike the noisy tavern across the street, it's very quiet, or... A little lonely.

Boby opened the door of the tavern. As expected, there were no guests in the tavern. Only the tavern owner stood behind the bar and was wiping his glass.

McGonagall raised his eyes and recognized boby. From his slightly humble attitude, the middle-aged man who came in behind him had a much higher official position than him.

And McGonagall quickly recognized Lucien, the deputy commander of the army's practical group, who was quite impressive in Alex's memory.

This is the kind of real powerful person in the Ministry of war who can master the core secrets.

"Welcome." Meg said with a smile.

Lucien looked at the new tavern for a moment. The decoration was not luxurious, but it was comfortable. The warm yellow oil lamp light made people feel comfortable, and the tavern was very warm. People wanted to take off their thick coat as soon as they entered.

The boss is a young man in his thirties. He has a plain face and no memory. He belongs to the kind of person who will be ignored when he is thrown into the crowd. However, he looks kind and kind.

A new tavern, a young boss, and only two guests brought Lucien's expectations to the bottom. It seems that Bobbi's taste is far from Hector's.

"My Lord, let's sit here." Boby led Lucien to sit down near the door. He could see Lucien's face changed, but he was not flustered. The pub looked ordinary because it had not been served yet.

"What would you like to drink?" MEG asked with a smile.

"My Lord, I drank Maotai yesterday. Would you like to order a bottle of this today?" Bobbie asked, looking at Lucien.

"Good." Lucien nodded and looked at the very simple wine list at the back of the bar. There were only two kinds of wine. Maotai was 2000 copper coins a bottle, and whisky was 2000 copper coins a bottle. The price was not low.

In addition to two kinds of wine, there are three kinds of dishes, which are much cheaper than drinks.

This wine list looks rather shabby.

He even doubted whether Boby's taste had rapidly declined to this level after Hector's death?

"A bottle of Maotai, and then three kinds of wine and vegetables." Said Bobbie, looking at MEG.

"OK, just a moment." McGonagall nodded, turned and went into the kitchen. Soon he came out with three kinds of wine and vegetables and a bottle of Maotai.

Lucien's eyes were first attracted by the three dishes, a plate of peanuts, which is a common dish in pubs. However, a plate of peanuts is usually included in pubs, and this pub sells it as a dish.

The other two dishes are cold mixed pig ears and cold mixed pig tongue. Just listening to the name of the dish, he felt no appetite, and even faintly felt a little nauseous.

However, when the dish was on the table, the sliced pig's ears and tongue were wrapped in red chili oil, and the spicy smell came to his face, which made his throat roll.

On one side, boby has skillfully picked up the bottle of Maotai, untied the red cloth, and then reached out to pull the cork.

The fragrance of the wine, which was sealed in the bottle, suddenly spread.

"The smell?" Lucien's eyes brush a look over, some surprised looking at the wine bottle in Boby's hand, thick wine, is so attractive.

Boby poured the wine into the glass, and the clear wine swayed slightly in the crystal glass.

"Please." Boby put his glass in his hands in front of Lucien.

Lucien got close and took a sniff. He still looked at boby and said, "this wine... What kind of wine is it?"

"Maotai should be a kind of grain wine." Said Bobbie.

"If you smell it, you know it's a good wine. It's a pity that Hector can't taste it." Lucien sighed and took a sip from his glass.

The mouth of the wine is delicate, soft and refreshing. It's so silky when you slip between your lips and teeth.

Lucien is not good at wine, but he has drunk a lot of good wine, but even the Shanggong wine he drank in the palace has never been so amazing.

The aroma of the wine was hazy and intoxicating. In a trance, he seemed to see that when he just entered the army, he was full of high spirits and said that he would do something big. Decades later, however, things were different.

After a long time, Lucien opened his eyes, eyes flashing tears, a cup of wine to the rest of the stuffy.

Boby looked at him, did not speak, is also a cup of his own wine stuffy, and then silently to Lucien on.

"He's a good man. It's too bad to leave like this. It's too sudden." Lucien said softly, looking at the full glass in front of him.