The tavern was called Old George. It looked old from the outside, and it gave people a nostalgic vibe.
It was midday, the tavern had just opened, and Gu Ding was the first guest.
The tavern owner was an old man named George, with short silver hair and silver stubble. He had a warm smile. "What do you want, young man?"
"Milca, thank you!" Gu Ding grinned back as the tavern reminded him of Rose Tavern. Auntie Roastbeef's Rose Tavern also had the same nostalgic vibe.
"Good boy, minors should follow your example, drink more nutritious drinks, and take less alcohol." Old George smiled as he made Gu Ding's drink.
