Opposite the Saint Sophia Cathedral in Moscow, there is a famous tavern.
The reason why it is famous is that just about a year ago, the prince of Moscow sent troops to clear out the place for dining. The boss even hinted that since then, Lord Rostislav of the Red City has often invited his chef to cook.
The above is what the tavern owner said. There was no response from Rostislav Palace, so everyone subconsciously assumed that what the tavern owner said was true.
And this suddenly changed the sales of this tavern to a whole new level. A tavern where even princes come to dine must have something to offer.
A steady stream of customers brings a steady stream of money, and with money, the boss can update and upgrade his old store, because only in this way can he entertain more customers and earn more gold and silver.
Therefore, this originally extremely ordinary tavern was directly replaced by a new one. The area was expanded by a full generation, and two floors were built to entertain more distinguished guests.
This tavern is now the best civilian tavern near Saint Sophia Cathedral. At the same time, rooms have been prepared for wealthy nobles and wealthy businessmen. The decoration and service will not make them feel any discomfort. Therefore, there are many wealthy businessmen and women in Moscow.
Nobles like to spend money here.
In addition, many wealthy pilgrims will also stay here. Many of them are regular customers of this store. Now that the place is more prosperous, more and more people will come.
The boss is still the same old man, but now he has stepped down and just works as a settler at the counter.
It seems that the meal with the Prince of Moscow and dealing with the ensuing passenger flow consumed so much of his energy that the boss was unwilling to continue working. His son has now taken over most of the duties.
This young man is quick-thinking and dares to change and innovate. If he does a good job, he will surely make this tavern more prosperous.
However, the prosperity of the tavern is not limited to the influence of princes. If the quality of the tavern itself is not good enough, it will naturally not be able to take off like that.
Its excellent quality and service are the keys to its prosperity, and no visitor will regret tasting the mellow beer here.
As a result, the reputation of this beer is getting bigger and bigger. Many outsiders who come here will come here specifically to taste the mellow beer. This also makes the Yinyu Tavern more prosperous. The dining room on the ground floor is always packed with people. There are people from all walks of life here.
Everyone exists here.
The owners of the tavern are very smart. They will never pry about these people. These people are just guests, which makes this tavern a favorite place for some people to gather and discuss privately.
During this period of time, this tavern has become even more prosperous. Rostislav's return has brought a large number of people, many of whom are wealthy merchants and nobles. The best place for them to stay is of course the tavern opposite Hagia Sophia.
On this day, Dill, the commander of the Rostov Battalion, walked into the dining room of this famous Moscow tavern.
As he entered, various sounds poured into Dill's ears. A concerto consisting of the sounds of drinking, chewing, and singing exploded in his ears.
The commander of the standing army couldn't help but pick his ears. This place is still so noisy.
The panicked tavern boy ran past him with food and beer. Every bench was filled with guests. It was lunch time and everyone was eating.
The commander of the Rostov camp came directly to the counter, and the waiter at the counter subconsciously said to him: "Welcome to the Torun Tavern. What do you want to order? Do you want to eat or stay in the hotel?"
"Young man just arrived." Dill did not answer his words, "Send old Tollon over, I want to talk to him."
"I'm very sorry, boss..."
"Haha, it's you, old man."
Old Tosh emerged from nowhere and pushed the tavern boy away, standing in front of Dill with a smile on his face.
"He's a new guy. He's just here. It's normal that he doesn't know you. You've got a lot of people, so don't take this to heart."
"I'm not going to retaliate against a tavern boy for such a trivial matter." Dill shrugged and glanced at the young man, "Okay, which room."
"Still there, No. 08 on the 2nd floor, that person is waiting for you there." Old Tosh pointed to the stairwell.
"Thank you." Dill just said this, and then quickly climbed up the stairs.
"Boss, who is that..."
After Dill left, the waiter carefully asked the boss. Although the pub was now taken over by the boss's son, everyone still subconsciously called him boss.
The boy still didn't understand what happened, and he only said half of what he asked before he saw the boss's gesturing look and quickly shut up.
"Dil, from the Rostov camp."
Old Tosh just spit out a name, but it made the young man unable to calm down.
"Dil, isn't he the person everyone is talking about recently? I heard that many merchants and nobles are planning to make him their son-in-law."
"That's it. This is who he is. There is only one old father in Dill's family. Finding him as a son-in-law is no different from finding a son. That's why these people are so enthusiastic."
Old Tosh picked up a beer glass and wiped it carefully while continuing to talk to the waiter.
"There are more dignitaries here than you think, young man, watch and learn more."
"Then boss, why are you so familiar with him?"
The younger brother remembered the familiarity between the boss and Dill just now. It was obviously a move between old acquaintances.
"Why...that's a good question."
The boss's action of wiping the wine glass paused for a moment, and then continued wiping.
"Before coming to Moscow, I told him about a person in the village. His father and I were neighbors, and we even fought with his father. Later, my family's land was bought by his family, and I took the money.
When he opened a tavern in the city, the old contacts were maintained. The tavern was also thanks to his connections at that time, otherwise it would have been impossible to get it, so he and I are so familiar with each other."
Hearing what the boss said, the boy was stunned for a moment. He originally thought that the boss had no connection with people in the palace, but he didn't expect that he was also a connected person.
On the other side, Dill followed the house number and came to a box, and inside the box was none other than his old friend, Domhnall Burns, the heir and son-in-law of the Captain of the Guards.
The table in front of the Gael was filled with good wine and food, and the Gael was now doing his best thing - composing poetry.
"Blood coagulates bone and numbness,
The broken flag supports the leaf-headed flowers.
Unable to hide the cry of the wild monster,
It can’t stop wandering pigs from turning around.”
"Why are you so sad? There's no need to use such a poem as a greeting gift, and it's rare to see you write such a poem."
After waving his hand to dismiss the waiter in the tavern, Dill sat in front of his old friend and naturally took the wine and poured it over himself.
"I composed this poem two years ago when I was suppressing the peasants. At that time, a young man in our janissary was disobedient and did not wear a helmet, so a farmer's stone made a hole in his head. Therefore, I composed it
This poem."
Domhnall was talking about the origin of this poem, but Dill just listened attentively, because he knew that this old friend would not be sad for no reason. He must be paving the way for the next emotional break.
.
"That young man should have had a bright future, but it's a pity that he died like this. But now I feel that my current situation is similar to that one."
As expected, Domhnall started, and Dill didn't tolerate him at all, and just laughed and cursed.
"You are a piece of shit. Who can do anything to you, Gevalan? Tell me, which noble is making things difficult for you?"
Dill and Domhnall had guarded the city wall together for several years. This guy would really fart if he poked his butt.
"Who else could it be? Of course it's our Mr. Yang. I'm so annoyed. I've recorded all the things that need to be recorded as required, but he said that my records are not perfect enough. Damn, I'm really convinced. Now I'm
You have to do what he asked, but you didn’t give the instructions clearly at the time, what a bastard this person is.”
Hearing what Domnar said, Dill immediately realized what he was talking about. As the commander of the Rostov Battalion, he had already heard about it.
Since Jan Vishaditch returned to Moscow, he came to Domnar to ask about the matter he had told him, which was about the investigation of rural heretics. Jan entrusted this matter to Domhnard before leaving Northeastern Rus.
But as a result, Dill happened to hear Yang's roar that day. He was walking towards his camp. Speaking of which, he happened to see Mr. Leo and Mr. Anwar walking over. It was rare to see these two standing there.
Together.
"I'm not asking you to record things like the widow's affair, the sorcerer who raped the little girl, or the fight between the two families in the east of the village today. I'm asking you to look for signs of pagan activities. You guy is
Don’t you have eyes?”
The final result ended with Domhnall apologizing and running away.
After hearing this, Domhnall just poured himself a glass of wine in an angry manner. Thinking of that incident, he felt angry. Ever since he married Lord Gvaran's daughter, when had he ever been so angry?
"That guy is really fed up. He behaves like this just because of his relationship with the prince. I am Lord Rostislav's personal soldier, not his fault!"
But even though he said this, Domhnall still knew in his heart that the reason why Yang was like this was because his promotion was also thanks to his introduction. With this introduction, it would be okay for Yang to scold him, but it would be too embarrassing.
Yes, so many people are watching!
Dill could only smile at this. It was really hard for him and he didn't dare to talk about this kind of thing that was related to the center, so he could only laugh along with it here.
But in the end, he decided to say a few words to Yang. After all, he, Dill, knew why Yang was acting like this.