"Hello, everyone, the Wind Flower Festival is coming soon. Do you want to buy a bouquet of flowers? Buy flowers and get a song for free."
The bard enthusiastically introduced his own flowers.
There are quite a variety of flowers here, including windmill daisies, cecilia flowers, juncos and even sweet flowers.
But do people really use sweet flowers to celebrate the Wind Flower Festival?
Jiang Ning didn't know that the bard must have his reasons for doing this.
"Hey, buy a flower. All my flowers are freshly picked."
“It’s perfect to buy flowers and give them to the beautiful girls around you.”
The bard winked at Jiang Ning, signaling the young man not to miss this opportunity.
Jiang Ning felt that what the poet said made sense.
Since entering Mondstadt, almost every pedestrian on the road has a flower in his hand, but Shen He has nothing. How can this be?
In addition, this bard is eloquent and has a friendly smile on his face, which can indeed make people want to consume.
"How much are the flowers here?" Jiang Ning intends to buy all the flowers.
After the words fell, the bard's eyes suddenly lit up. He had met a rich man.
"Hey, I don't need money, just buy me a glass of wine." The bard answered sincerely.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Wendy, Mondstadt has clear regulations that prohibit the sale of any alcohol to minors, and barter is not allowed."
At this time, Noelle stood up and nervously stopped the transaction.
The bard named Wendy looked very young, far from being old enough to drink.
"Noelle, I'm just short, I'm actually an adult." Wendy defended herself.
Because the tavern didn't sell him drinks, he ran to the street and wanted to get drinks in exchange for flowers.
Because he looks too young, he is often treated like a child.
This is something that Wendy often feels distressed about.
It was obviously not like this the last time I came to Mondstadt.
"Mr. Wendy, are you really an adult?" Noelle asked with a wink.
She tried her best to convince herself of this, but found that she couldn't.
"I swear to you in the name of the God of Wind. I am really an adult!" Wendy nodded vigorously.
"Noelle, I think what this Wendy guy said should be true. Let's just believe him for once."
Jiang Ning stood up and helped Wendy speak.
Wendy.
Mondstadt is a veritable streetwalker.
A bard who does everything except serious business.
But in fact, Wendy's true identity is Barbatos, the god of wind in Mondstadt.
This god's actual age has reached four digits, and he has long reached the age of drinking.
"My friend, thank you for believing in what I say. It would be great if the people in the tavern could trust me like you do."
Wendy was extremely moved by Jiang Ning's help in speaking.
"By the way, what's your name?"
"My name is Jiang Ning."
"Okay, Jiang Ning, I'll give you all these flowers. Can you buy me two glasses of wine?"
After the words fell, Jiang Ning was stunned for a moment.
"Didn't we talk about one glass of wine just now? Why did it become two glasses of wine now? The price is high."
Wendy chuckled: "One glass of wine is the price of flowers, and the other glass of wine is to celebrate our becoming friends!"
Jiang Ning: "Okay, okay, if you want to celebrate, let me drink."
Wendy looked forward to it: "Can it be done? Can it be done?"
"Mr. Wendy, although you are an adult, I still want to say that you should drink in moderation and don't be greedy."
Kind-hearted Noelle kindly reminded me.
"Little Noelle, you don't understand this."
Wendy shook her head slightly and began to explain her understanding.
"The more you drink, the better your mood will be and the higher your work efficiency will be. Then you won't have time to do other things, so you will naturally drink less."
“So, drinking more means drinking less!”
Wendy said nonsense seriously.
His outrageous remarks almost burned out young Noelle's CPU.
