The wine tavern wasn't big, but it was in a good location; it was at the eastern side of the village near the eastern gate.
The flow of people was the largest at the eastern and northern gates. Thus, the wine tavern's business was pretty good whether it was day or night.
"Young lord, please take a seat." An old man lowered his head to Fang Yuan.
Few waiters wiped the benches and tables with a fawning and flattering smile towards Fang Yuan.
Fang Yuan shook his head. He didn't sit, but walked around the tavern, sizing everything. He thought inwardly, "This is my wine tavern."
This wine tavern only had one floor, but it had an underground wine cellar.
Huge and square black tiles covered the floor. There were eight square tables; two tables were set against the wall and other six tables were surrounded by four benches.
