Chen Yuan's arrival did not stir any waves, except for a woman in white who sized him up and down for a moment, but quickly turned her gaze back.
She seemed to be discussing something.
Soon, a pot of wine was brought up by a servant with a smile on his face, saying,
"Sir, you've finally arrived, our tavern's wine is top quality, something you can't find just anywhere outside."
"Is it really as good as you claim?"
Chen Yuan was somewhat skeptical; how good could this roadside inn's wine possibly be?
Resting on the roadside, it was almost like lying down to make money, no need to worry about the number of customers, so naturally, there was not much dedication.
"You'll know once you've tasted it, but I must warn you, don't drink too much—this wine has quite a kick."
"Alright, I got it, hurry up with the meat, will you?"
Chen Yuan waved his hand; after eating, he still had to continue on his journey.
"Right away, sir."
