“Old Sim’s Brand!” Old Carl, who was about to enter the restaurant, halted and stared at Mag in disbelief. “Boss Mag, you’re saying that the rum that you are selling was brewed by Master Old Sim himself?”


  “Yes, it was.” Mag nodded smilingly.

  Although the real Old Sim had already passed away, because Hannah’s skills were completely on par with her grandpa, the people from the Falk Tribe still called the rum made by Hannah Old Sim’s rum. It could be considered as a rather famous local brand.

  “H-how could that be possible?!” Old Carl stared at Mag with disbelief.

  “You will naturally know after you taste it.” Mag chuckled.

  “Alright, I want to see if this Old Sim’s rum is authentic or not.” Old Sim nodded before he strode into the restaurant, and sat down at the closest seat. He couldn’t wait to flip open the menu on the table.

  In the alcohol column, there was one extra item: “Old Sim’s rum—1,000 copper coins per cup”!

  “This shocking price!” the customer that shared a table with Old Carl said with amazement after scanning the price.

  “If this is indeed Old Sim’s rum, then this price is indeed shocking.” Old Carl looked at the menu, and said in a louder voice, “Shockingly cheap!”


  “Yes. Don’t even mention Old Sim’s, a bottle of normal authentic rum that is imported from the Falk Tribe could sell for 500-600 copper coins in Chaos City. Rum from a slightly famous brewery could cost over 1,000 copper coins easily. Recently, a poor chap was scammed. He spent 5,000 copper coins to buy a bottle of Old Sim’s brand rum when in fact it was made in a small workshop in Chaos City. A cup of Old Sim’s rum for 1,000 copper coins is indeed shockingly cheap.” A man who had a wine flask with him sat down opposite Old Carl with a smile.

  “You are a connoisseur.” Old Carl smiled at that man, and he ordered straight away when he saw Yabemiya walk over. “I would like to have a helping of ‘husband and wife lung slice’ and a cup of rum.”


  “Sure.” Yabemiya nodded.

  “I would like to have a small spicy grilled fish with a cup of rum and a mug of beer,” the man opposite of Old Carl smilingly said.

  “Sure. Please wait a moment.” Yabemiya proceeded to the next table after she placed the order for this table.

  Karoo could be considered as a regular at Mamy Restaurant’s. As the owner of a fabric shop, he didn’t have any bad hobbies apart from drinking.

  Chaos City didn’t have any good brewers; only the fruit wines from a few breweries were drinkable. He usually asked people to bring the alcohol back for him from other places.

  Mamy Restaurant’s beer could be considered as the most surprising alcohol that he had had in Chaos City. Together with the spicy grilled fish, it was an enjoyment.

  However, although beer was tasty, to a person who drank frequently like him, there was always something lacking. Therefore, he would always bring a wine flask that was filled with aged wine from Rodu with him whenever he came. He would only feel satisfied after he had a few sips of it after finishing his beer.

  As for rum, it was also one of his favorites.

  One could only come across Old Sim’s serendipitously. In Chaos City, there was no way to purchase it even if one had the money. Even people like him who had been drinking for the past 20-30 years had been scammed before. It really sucked to drink fake alcohol.

  Moreover, the Falk Tribe had a coup recently, and the price of rum had increased as a result. Even ordinary rum was hard to find. He hadn’t drunk rum for two months, because he was afraid of buying fake rum from those black-hearted merchants.

  Therefore, he was surprised and seriously doubtful when he saw Mamy Restaurant releasing rum, and even saying it was Old Sim’s rum.

  How did the rum that was so hard to come by in the market become sold in glasses like beer in Boss Mag’s restaurant?!

  It was only 1,000 copper coins, so Karoo wouldn’t feel anything even if it was fake. Even though he was doubtful, he still ordered one glass.

  Anyway, Old Carl was sitting across from him. If it was fake, then there would be another story about a black-hearted merchant who sold fake alcohol to his regular customers after he got rich.

  “Boss, would people order my rum? Would the people in Chaos City get used to drinking it?” In the kitchen, Hannah was worriedly looking at the customers out there. Although she was very confident about her brewing skills, she was afraid the rum would taste different after it came to a different place.

  “Don’t worry. Even though rum is a niche liquor in Chaos City, it has very good potential to grow and expand here,” Mag answered as he tossed the fried rice.

  He had spent some time studying the alcohol market in Chaos City previously. The local breweries were of poor standard, and couldn’t satisfy the local alcohol connoisseurs who were after high-quality alcohol. Therefore, there were merchants who would specially import alcohol to Chaos City from all over the continent, and the market for it was huge.

  Even though the rum had a niche market, due to the difficulty in transporting it on the uneven roads from the Twilight Forest, there wasn’t a huge amount of rum that eventually got to Chaos City.

  Mag’s objective in releasing the rum in Mamy Restaurant was to establish a group of loyal followers for the brewery in the future so that they wouldn’t have to worry about the sales then.

  “There’s a total of 18 glasses of rum. They are respectively: one glass for customer 1 and 3 of table three, one glass for customer 2 of table four, table six……” Yabemiya went into the kitchen, and began to report about the orders.

  Babla stood at the kitchen’s entrance and closed her eyes. Round glasses which were filled with amber-colored rum began to float out, and accurately landed on the tables of all the customers that Yabemiya reported had ordered them.

  A maiden clapped her claps, and marveled, “Wow. That’s so cool. A spatial magic caster is doing the serving! This restaurant is awesome!”


  The customers smiled at the maiden’s marvel. Of course, that was indeed very cool.

  However, many people were attracted by the alcohol’s rich aroma when it floated past them. That was a soothing scent. Simply smelling it could mesmerize them.

  However, that glass wasn’t big, and a tiny glass of rum actually cost 1,000 copper coins. Some customers who didn’t drink felt that this price was rather steep, and couldn’t help feeling sorry for those customers who had ordered it.

  Thud……

  A quiet thud sounded, and two glasses landed in front of Old Carl and Karoo.

  Their eyes were attracted by the amber liquid in the transparent glasses in front of them at the same time. This wine glass was smaller than the beer mug. It didn’t have a handle, and could be held easily by hand.

  A rich alcoholic aroma washed over them. There was even a tinge of the white oak barrel’s fragrance in the midst of the rich aroma, which made their eyes light up at the same time.

  “Yes, it’s this aroma! It’s this aroma! The aroma of Old Sim’s rum. This unique and unduplicable aroma. That has to be it!” Old Carl said with surprise. He couldn’t conceal the excitement on his face.

  Meanwhile, Karoo lowered his head to take a deep sniff, and then showed a mesmerized expression. He also excitedly said, “It not only was brewed by Master Old Sim, this is rum that was even aged over 15 years! Rum of such quality, plus Old Sim’s branding, a glass of it could easily cost over 5,000 copper coins!”