Chapter 247

ten minutes later.

The hall of the originally noisy black apple tavern was quiet.

Everyone looked at the four people in the middle of the hall.

Three of them lay on the ground in disorder, moaning in pain.

The tall handsome man with a black ponytail and a cold breath was standing on the face of one of the fallen big figures and said calmly, "whose losses are these?"

"Mine, mine!"

"Sir, these are all ours."

The big man who was trampled on his head quickly said in horror with his leaky mouth without front teeth.

Morgan looked at the only familiar young bartender in the crowd and said, "I heard that. All the losses are theirs."

Realize that foreigners with money and strong strength are talking to themselves.

The bartender nodded immediately, "yes, I hear you, sir."

"And..."

Morgan said, looking at his broken table and a mess of food on the ground, he said again, "send another copy of the food I just ordered to my room, and the cost is theirs."

The bartender nodded again like a chicken pecking rice: "OK, sir."

With that, Morgan glanced at the faces of the audience around the hall.

The cold and indifferent eyes made all the melon eating onlookers feel uncomfortable immediately. They subconsciously moved away and didn't dare to look at Morgan at all.

Morgan then raised his foot on his big head and walked towards the accommodation area on the second floor of the tavern.

Watching the tall and cold figure disappear at the entrance of the second floor.

Everyone was relieved, and the originally quiet hall soon became noisy again.

"Who's that guy?"

"Looks strong..."

"Ha ha, the three brothers David kicked the iron plate this time..."

"I deserve it. I've finally met a hard stubble because I have several brothers who always trouble foreigners with the face of the next life..."

"Shh, keep your voice down. Be careful David hears it. Trouble you..."

"I'm not afraid... Forget it, drink..."

"Who knows who that guy is?"

"I don't know, but he seems to have come in the morning. If you want to inquire, you can ask the bartender jock. He knows better..."

"Ha ha, it's a good day today. This is the first time for the three brothers David to get into trouble. They can't get beaten..."

"I'm so happy. Come on, cheers..."

“......”

The noise in the downstairs tavern hall continued.

In the room on the second floor.

Morgan opened the door calmly and entered his room.

For example, it is not common for a pub in a strange place to get into trouble for no reason.

After all, the owner who can open a tavern has some ability in the local area.

Otherwise, how can we greet guests when the reputation of cheating comes out.

But if you reveal your wealth, it's normal to get into trouble.

Morgan guessed that it should be this reason that led him to be targeted by the three gangsters.

But this world is not middle earth.

The three gangsters are not orcs.

Morgan did a good job, but he didn't intend to kill the three gangsters.

After all, killing someone means trouble, especially in public.

Morgan doesn't want trouble.

He came to Baigang just to settle down temporarily and prepare for the next trip.

At this time.

The door of the room was knocked.

Morgan opened the door. Outside the door stood a maid with a whole hot new food.

Three days later.

In the tavern room.

In front of a poor glass mirror.

Morgan cut his long shawl hair short again and tied a simple and comfortable ponytail.

Shaved his beard again.

Then he picked up the brand-new lock armour that was put aside.

Soon, Morgan, wearing a brand-new lock armour, a black fluffy coat and an elf sword around his waist, walked out of the door of the room.

All the way to the downstairs bar.

When the young bartender saw Morgan in full dress, he immediately said enthusiastically, "good morning, these are the dry food prepared according to your requirements."

The bartender said, took out two large packages from under the bar and put them on the bar.

Morgan nodded, reached out and untied the package, which contained foods such as beef jerky and mutton jerky.

The other package contained seasonings such as salt and spices and some miscellaneous things for cooking.

"And the whisky and ale you want and the carriage are ready, all outside..."

Said the young bartender, walking out of the bar to lead the way.

Morgan followed out of the tavern and saw an orange haired, tall and strong horse ringing impatiently in front of the door.

Behind the tall horse, two tavern attendants are loading a huge and heavy package and a large ale barrel into the small carriage in the rear.

Morgan had to bring so much dry food and wine, even a whole barrel of wheat wine.

The young bartender and the tavern felt a little strange.

But if the guests have money, they won't be foolish enough to stop them.

Morgan naturally ignored the eyes of others.

He just walked up to the horse, touched the long face of the horse that surprised him and whispered, "you'll be called" Radish "in the future."

Not long.

Morgan drove his buggy out of the black apple tavern.

In front of the carriage, Morgan felt a few silver coins with a crown on one side and a white deer on the other.

The purchasing power of a gold coin in this world is stronger than that in the Middle Earth world.

His expenses for the past three days, together with several bags of dry food, wine and water in the carriage behind him, as well as the good horse and the carriage under him, cost less than two middle earth gold coins.

The silver coins called "silver deer" in his hand are the change given to him by the tavern.

He drove his carriage all the way out of white harbor.

After leaving Baigang, I came to the uninhabited field.

Morgan waved away several heavy parcels and ale barrels in the carriage.

Let the whole carriage speed up a large part at once.

Morgan, driving with one hand and holding a full glass of cold beer in the other hand, took out the map of the north he bought yesterday.

All the way to King's Avenue further north.

Two days later.

On the vast and sparsely wooded wilderness, a fairly obvious wide road has been winding to the north.

Morgan found King's Avenue on the map.

The next trip is much simpler.

Go straight along King's Avenue.

A week later.

At the end of Morgan's sight, a huge, man-made Castle finally appeared in front of him.

"Hoo..."

He took a long breath.

Morgan looked at the huge castle at the end of his sight and said in his heart: "that should be the ancestral Castle capital" Winterfell "where the stork family, known as the" guardian of the north "and the" king of the north ", is located..."

At this time.

"Boom..."

A heavy thunder came from the distant sky.

Morgan looked up at the dark sky.

Put your feet between your horse's belly.

The orange "Radish" under him immediately ran wildly.

Galloped towards the winter city ahead.