Chapter 849: How many robbers are there

Little Tucker wore a straw hat, and he continued everything about his adoptive father, the old Tucker. He also shaved the weird head shape on his head, liked to keep beekeeping, and he was always the first place when drinking honey wine.

Some people don’t believe that he is the adopted son of Old Tucker. Many people say that this is the biological flesh and blood of Old Tucker and someone. No one is willing to tell Little Tucker about this. Of course, Little Tucker also inherited his father’s temper and nothing matters.

There are only two things that are different from Old Tucker. Old Tucker is dead, but Young Tucker is still alive. In addition, Old Tucker is a fat man, and although Young Tucker tends to gain weight, he is still... well... strong now!

He was not very concerned about the work in front of him, because Philip Mark, the mayor of Nottingham County, and their district bishop put the taxes from the entire county together with the taxes. Besides food, everything else would be sold and exchanged for gold coins, and then tried to fill the two of them, and always endless gullies of desire.

However, Little Tucker didn't care about this matter. He was concerned about his honey harvest. You should know that if there was no honey this summer, it would be better than honey. If there was no honey, it would be better to kill him directly for Little Tucker.

“What does it taste…”

A stream of firewood, mixed with a strong and strange smell of smoke, almost shed tears. When he turned his face in confusion, the scene he saw immediately opened his arms, as if an old hen was protecting his egg.

When he saw the person coming clearly, he knew that he had completely fallen into the clutches of the devil. Moreover, his small amount of honey wine was not enough for these guys tossing.

"Oh, my God, John Big and Big. You two are damn, haven't I heard you have been hung by His Majesty?"

Prince Edward looked at the monk in front of him in surprise. The poker gentleman Gerald, who continued to wrap his arrows in his hand, quietly introduced the very famous Tucker in front of him. Oh, no, it was Tucker's father, old Tucker.

"Old Tucker used to be a beekeeper in the palace, and then this guy... Did you know that that guy was drunk, so he was driven out of the palace and came here. You know that the honey wine from Tucker was a recipe developed by the old Tucker in the palace. After John King Henry III lost him, he found that the taste of the honey wine was so pure, but when he was looking for him, he could never find it again."

While saying these words, Mr. Poker Gerald looked around flexibly. He didn't want to offend any of these robbers. And he smelled the little but pure smell in the king's cellar. His flexible eyes were looking for the source of this smell.

Prince Edward looked at the little Tucker in front of him curiously. He felt that he had been a robber in the past few days and had come into contact with much more things than he had read for so many years.

"Is that true, little Tucker really can't see that you have learned to make wine. I wonder if you remember to pay taxes to Juliana's family?"

Tucker sighed, it seemed that his honey wine could not be saved. According to his father Old Tucker's instructions, these honey wines would definitely be enough for him to drink, but some of these honey wines would be handed over to Juliana's house. As for why Little Tucker didn't know, especially after Juliana disappeared, he was happy to escape this obligation.

John, a little Tucker, was no longer familiar with this guy who had been together before. He knew that he didn't like money, but as for women, sometimes a small glass of honey wine could make them hug. But this guy likes to drink honey wine, and look at his red nose, that's the result of drinking honey wine.

"My dear little Tucker, isn't it our big and small John. Today, we are planning to get some of your honey wine, but also some of the food taxes of Mr. Philip Mark, the mayor of Nottingham County... Hoho... You don't care anyway, and I guess the mayor of the county will not object. As for you, we will keep enough honey wine you drink, otherwise..."

John's words made Little Tucker sit next to the hive. He knew that when John Big and Big appeared, his reserves would be over. Fortunately, Juliana had not appeared yet, because she was the lord, and as the lord, that girl would capture him together.

Since Juliana is not there, Tucker is naturally much more courageous. At least John, he can even curse and vent his anger. If he was facing Juliana, he would not dare to be so presumptuous.

"John, big and small, you two bad guys!"

He cursed people, but when he looked at their approaching figure, he stopped talking, but just reminded them.

"John, big or small, you rob and rob and put out the fire in your hands, otherwise you will turn around and disturb my bees, see what other honey wine people drink, and go to pee!"

In the palace legend of Mr. Gerald, Prince Edward, who was fully educated, was no longer surprised by Little Tucker's swearing. After all, the legendary Old Tucker is also a guy with swearing words. He even followed Robin Hood to become a robber, so naturally the monk's uniform had no "cleaning" effect.

Qili and John extinguished the torch used to threaten Little Tucker in their hands, and followed Little Tucker to the place where he hid the honey wine. When he arrived, Qili's head became dizzy. She finally knew how much little bits there were in Little Tucker's mouth.

In the underground warehouse, honey wine was piled up together. Judging from the appearance, the oldness of many wine barrels was as good as Little Tucker. Especially when Little Tucker introduced his "little bits" with resentment, Qili realized that this guy's enjoyment was almost as good as an emperor.

"No, these are wines that have been around for more than 10 years, and at most only two barrels. As for the others, they are all too new, and it would be a pity to drink them, so..."

Kiriel had to feel funny. Look at Little Tucker's stingy appearance. If you want to count the barrels in the wine cellar, then calculate them with Little Tucker's age. If you consume one barrel of wine every year, you should know that the wine here is enough for him to drink until he is at least 80 years old, if he can move.

"Little John, especially you, girls will get drunk if they drink too much!"

Qili recalled this sentence that Zhao Fubo said when he was talking, "Girls will do stupid things after drinking."
Chapter completed!