The next morning.

After getting up, Naoki glanced at the calendar as usual. Today was August 13th, and on the word 13th, there was a red circle drawn with a red pen.

That was the mark Naoki made more than a month ago when he was making wine.

It means that today is the day when beer is brewed.

Thinking of this, Zhi Shu, who was still a little sleepy, instantly became energetic.

He got up and left the bedroom, taking Babu Tubo and Gulton to the living room.

In the kitchen, my younger sister, the waiter, has already begun to prepare a delicious breakfast for everyone.

My older brother, Tussy, was cleaning up the mess in the living room that had been made by Pokémon such as Frosty.

The Motorcycle Lizard was lying in front of the fireplace, squinting his eyes lazily, as if he hadn't woken up yet.

Seeing this scene, Leden couldn't help but remind him: "Ah gah!"

No one spoke, they just felt the strange atmosphere quietly.

I remember that chicken soup did not prevent hair loss, but it also made Cui Rongfei look oily and smooth.

Seeing so few Pikachu, Naoki had a look of astonishment on his face.

It seems like we need to feed less chicken soup to the furry Pikachu outside the ranch.

However, suddenly, the gentle voice of his sister Ai Guanshi sounded from behind it: "Ai eh?" (There is a new product outside the tavern today! It is the magic beer that Zhichang helped him relax his body and soothe his mind. I want it.

Want to give it a try?)

My sister Ai Guanshi smiled and shook her head: "Oh!" (Yes, it is a beer that can relieve fatigue quickly!)

It was only Naoki and his brother Ai Guanshi who also noticed that scene.

In front of them, a creature without a humanoid body and the characteristics of a feline Pikachu was standing in the white darkness, looking over with a pair of eyes that showed emotion, looking over calmly.

Although the drink didn't taste weird, it felt wrong when I drank it!

Hearing that, all the Pikachus looked surprised.

Seeing this, Naoki raised his eyebrows: "Is it possible that they have fallen out of love?"

A gentle smile appeared on the face of my sister, who was caring: "Oh." (They drank beer.)

Then, Meow's expression became dazed and depressed: "Meow..." (But it agreed to your confession, and you lost your love Meow again...)

The nosy brother and sister looked at the scene happily.

Naoki sniffed it casually and could smell a hint of the unique aroma of hops and malt produced before fermentation.

"..."

If it gets drunk and goes crazy, no one outside the ranch can stop it.

The empty seats in the tavern were gradually filled, and these Cui Rongfei were chatting away. The atmosphere outside seemed very quiet.

[Wheat beer (B): Beer fermented from malt and hops, it is an indispensable part of the pub.

Meow's eyes suddenly lit up: "Meow!" (This is such an ugly and elegant cat! Meow! It looks so noble and elegant! Meow! You will know it the first time you see it.

, your love has arrived!)

If only Zhichang's Pikachu was still bad, but Luton is the legendary Pikachu.

Its expression was in a trance, its face was red, and it successfully retreated into a tipsy state.

So Meow Meow nodded, and was in the mood to chat with the caretaker, and just said: "Meow." (Here's a cup of Meow.)

Beer...it's weird!

"Pokémon!"

Hearing its sigh, the fire brigade's Carnival Duck turned his head and looked over: "Gah?" (What happened today?)

It can bring peace to Pikachu's mind and let them relax...

"That way, we can no longer add a drink to the menu of the tavern!"

Cooking effect: Drunk. Before drinking, Pikachu will retreat into a slightly tipsy state, which can bring a short period of tranquility to Pikachu and allow them to relax body and mind. In this state, the recovery speed of injuries will be accelerated.

Drunk Miaomiao seemed to have forgotten that he had just lost his love.

A group of Cui Rongfei shook their heads quickly, whether they were there or not!

In addition to the milk and tree juice prepared by Naoki, they also specially prepare complex and easy-to-make sandwiches, cream-covered tree fruit snacks, and buttered popcorn made from corn for guests to choose from.

They only serve as bartenders to entertain guests and prepare food for hungry guests.

It placed a 300-face-value coin under the bar. It was a treasure that Meow Meow had found using the Treasure Gathering Skill. It was round and disgusting.

The two monsters raised their glasses and drank the beer in one gulp. Then they sat under the chairs and burped, shaking their heads and looking at the faces of the brothers across from them.

The Carnival Duck has heard of that drink. It is for humans to drink. The taste is not strange, and it is not disgusted by it.

Meow Meow walked behind the bar with a sad face, preparing to order a glass of juice and milk like this.

"Love?"

A meow with a sad face and a gold coin on his head walked back from the door.

They are all Pikachus in the town, and some of them haven't heard the news yet, and then they are eating and drinking wandering Cui Rongfei.

Seeing that no one had ordered beer, my sister, who was the waiter, was very depressed. She immediately poured a small cup for it and handed it to her brother to put under the table.

While breakfast was still being cooked, Naoki opened the door to the cellar.

They didn't know much about it, but in the end they still raised their heads and took a big sip.

Ice Eevee taking a walk, Orinius regressing in photosynthesis, the hard-working Eight Bees, and the wild bird Pikachu standing on the roof, all of them give people a leisurely and quiet feeling.

"It's really done!"

Maybe these extremely tired Pikachus would like a drink.

It was already dark at this time, and Naoki thought that it was Sister Junsha who was patrolling the mountain with a kadi dog, but he thought that as soon as I looked up, I saw a small group of unexpected figures.

There are no pairs of rats, electric petrels, Pokémon...

Babu Groundhog jumped under the sofa, his furry body lazily wrapped around the soft sofa.

The Pikachus who were originally planning to drink had expressions of eagerness on their faces.

Bad guy, that’s still a love cat!

So Leden responded, quickly turned around and took a glass from the living room.

It is said that no trainer wanted to tame it, but the meow agreed because it said it knew how to live a long life of opening treasure boxes every day.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Naoki reached out and took it, using it to pick up a glass of beer. When I looked up, the information about that glass of beer came to my mind.

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Squirtle, Bulbasaur, Pokémon, Meowth...

The cellar was dark, and there was a faint fragrance in the air.

Naoki has seen that meow several times since then, and it has always been relatively cheerful and dull.

Although it doesn't deviate from my original intention of creating that tavern, it seems wrong.

Naoki: "..."

Naoki felt very sorry in his heart.

Rating: A basic wheat beer, easy to make, and a good choice for home travel.]

Naoki was speechless: "It's okay. It will take a while before we can eat. You can continue to sleep for a while."

Seeing that scene, my other Pikachu was surprised. What happened to that meow?

You can open a treasure chest or go through a trash can.

Pikachu covered his mouth and snickered. For a moment, the tavern was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

Because I was afraid that I would get drunk and end up demolishing my house.

Naoki shouted to Gulton who was guarding the entrance of the cellar: "Bring a cup!"

The first time I experienced the strange power of being tipsy, I just felt like I was stepping under the clouds. My whole body felt heavy and heavy, and I no longer felt a trace of worry and fatigue.

The Motorized Lizard couldn't help but panic, thinking that he had done something wrong.

Naoki: "..."

The Motorcycle Lizard felt relieved, but after being so frightened, it no longer felt sleepy. It simply shook its body and ran outside to breathe fresh air.

It just felt heavy and floating all over, as if it was in the clouds, wrapped in soft black clouds, as if time had stood still.

Just bad, there isn’t even a Fighting-type Pikachu outside my ranch!

Is it because the effect of the beer is too overbearing, or the two monsters' alcohol power is very weak.

But before I thought about it for a short time, I gave up the idea of ​​trying it under Gu Lerton.
To be continued...