Mom’s steamed buns are extremely popular.

In two days, Chen Lin earned more than 2,000 copper coins.

This amount is enough.

If you add more, you won't be able to carry it, and it's of no use.

So he asked the fat boss to increase the price to one hundred copper coins each, then made a few cages and started tasting them in one tavern after another.

The first place I went to was the Liu Family Restaurant.

"Boy, let's have a pot of drunken brew!"

"okay!"

The waiter responded without charging in advance, and soon brought a bottle of wine.

Chen Lin poured a glass and smelled the aroma of the wine. It felt slightly different from the one he had made.

I picked it up and shook it, and the color was different.

Without hesitation, I drank it all in one gulp.

A line of wine entered his throat.

Immediately, a strange feeling appeared, and the soul that he could not sense at first actually fluctuated slightly!

Chen Lin's eyes lit up.

Not to mention anything else, just being able to break through the rules and suppress this is enough to prove that he is extraordinary.

“Good wine!”

He praised.

"Haha, thank you for the compliment, Master, but compared to Master's steamed buns, they are still slightly inferior!"

A charming woman stepped forward and said with a smile.

"Boss lady?"

When Chen Lin saw this woman, he suddenly looked startled.

"Why, Master, do you know me too? It's such an honor!"

The woman's smile grew wider.

Without even saying hello, he sat opposite Chen Lin and looked at him intently.

Chen Lin also looked at each other.

This woman looks exactly the same as Qiu Mufan, the proprietress of Xianling Tavern.

There's just a slight difference in temperament.

He couldn't help but suspect that the illusion of this holy tower was based on his memory.

But it felt wrong.

If it were his memory, it would be normal for Zui Shen Niang and Boss Lady to exist, but there would be no such drinks as Zui Hun Niang and Zui Xian Niang.

He has never been exposed to these, nor has he had any thoughts in this regard.

"What, could it be that Master has taken a fancy to me, an old lady?"

Seeing Chen Lin's eyes fixed on him and his expression constantly changing, the landlady smoothed her hair and started teasing him.

Then he blinked.

"If Master is willing to stay in my Liu family restaurant, there may be an opportunity. Do you want to consider it?"

"real?"

Chen Lin withdrew his gaze and pretended to be tempted.

"certainly."

The landlady leaned her body forward, making her tight-fitting robe even more full.

Chen Lin didn't look at it again.

He picked up the jug, filled the cup again, and drank it in one gulp.

Then he asked: "What's your name, the boss lady?"

"Autumn Dream Butterfly."

Chen Lin moved his fingers holding the wine glass.

His surname is Qiu.

A bit too coincidental.

He turned his eyes to the other person.

"The landlady's surname is Qiu, but the tavern is called Liu's Restaurant, which means she is a married woman, but she still recruits me in this way. Isn't it a bit bad?"

"you misunderstood."

The landlady straightened her body.

"The original owner of the Liu Family Tavern was my master. He had no heirs, so he passed the tavern on to me. I was very lonely running it by myself and needed to find a companion. If the master agrees, I might as well stay and give it a try."

Try it?

Chen Lin's mouth twitched slightly.

There is no way to try this kind of thing.

He shook his head: "I'll leave it alone. I came here this time to discuss with the landlady whether the secret recipe of this drunken brew can be transferred to me."

Although he still had doubts in his heart, Chen Lin did not want to dig deeper and went straight to the topic.

The opponent's Drunken God's Brew was of a higher level than what he had mastered, and his Drunken God's Brew was a product of the other world and had no effect in the void world.

If you can get the formula, you have one more skill to make money.

Unexpectedly.

The other party did not refuse.

"Can."

The landlady stretched, stood up and said, "Exchange it for your mom's steamed stuffed bun recipe."

Chen Lin scratched his head a little.

He doesn't care about the recipe, but there is no secret recipe for Mom's steamed buns. It's purely a telepathy, and it can't be taught by teaching.

"Can't bear to part with it?"

The landlady glanced at Chen Lin.

"forget about it."

After saying that, he walked away.

"Wait a minute!"

Chen Lin called to the other party.

After careful consideration, he said, "I can give you the secret recipe, but not everyone can make my buns. If you can't make them, I don't care."

"What a coincidence, not just anyone can brew my drunken brew. If you fail in brewing it, don't blame me."

The landlady stopped and said with a faint smile.

An hour later.

Chen Lin walked out of the Liu family restaurant with a scroll in his hand.

His face was cloudy and uncertain.

The transaction was successful, surprisingly smooth, and not a single copper was used.

The other party also gave him two bottles of wine as a gift.

But the secret recipe of this wine is actually a bit simpler, it is the traditional way of making wine.

The reason why it has the drunken effect, just like his mom's steamed buns, is that the artist's artistic conception is integrated into the production process.

It can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words.

It's like learning to be lonely.

The landlady was just like him. She was confused and had no idea about telepathy at all.

After the transaction was completed, the two of them stared at each other, speechless.

The Sorrow Tavern.

Chen Lin came to the door of the second tavern.

The main drink here is Zui Mo Brew, which is said to be able to relieve all the sorrows in the world.
To be continued...