After the host and guests sat down one after another, dinner officially began.

Under the soft candlelight, several black maids in maid outfits, holding a meal tray in their hands, lined up to come out of the kitchen beside the restaurant.

The first dish that came up was a richly flavored smoked salmon.

After the appetizer, it is a cream corn soup.

Then, the side dishes...

However, after eating the side dishes, the main course did not serve immediately, but stopped.

Perhaps this is the tradition of the Braceway family, leaving room for conversation, and Rorschach does not understand the hobbies of these plantation families.

Anyway, I'm just here to have a free meal...

However, as soon as he put down the knife and fork in his hand, he heard Mrs. Catherine in the main seat ask:

"Mr. Arnos, where are you from?"

Meeting Mrs. Catherine's scrutiny gaze, Rorschach replied as usual:

"I am from Boston and now live in Valentine for the time being. Also, Madam, just call me Rorschach."

"Oh, Valentine... Then I'll ask, why did you meet John today?"

"I originally planned to do something in St. Dennis, but I met John on the way. So..."

After a pause, Rorschach couldn't help but shrugging and laughed: "I'm here."

Before Mrs. Catherine could continue to ask, John, who was sitting beside him, raised his beard and said with a gaze:

"Mother, you definitely won't believe that Mr. Rorschach is the most powerful sharpshooter I have ever seen in my life!"

"Those robbers were like ragdolls without any power to fight back!"

At this time, sitting on Mrs. Catherine's left hand, the eldest master of the Braceway family touched his chin with his beard, "I just thought the name Rorschach was very familiar, and I seemed to have heard it somewhere..."

John helped his brother recall: "Marcus, have you forgotten? We just talked about Brennand a few days ago..."

"Brennande...Rochelle..."

As he murmured, Marcus suddenly opened his eyes wide, stared at Rorschach's ancient Jing Wubo's face, and blurted out: "You are the ghost of Brennand?!"

As soon as these words came out, Roxa's mouth twitched slightly.

It's this nickname full of tandem sense!

If he knew who gave him this nickname, Rorschach would definitely beat that guy up...

Compared to Roche, the people in the West find it very cool.

Many bounty hunters will also be proud of winning nicknames.

Because the bounty hunter industry also pays great attention to reputation.

The more famous you are and the stronger your strength, the higher your employer's trust, and the more opportunities you will receive for high-priced entrustment or rewards.

Marcus, who was not very cold about Rorschach, suddenly became interested and asked repeatedly: "They all said that you are the spokesperson of the god of death and can walk in the dark and will not be discovered by anyone..."

"It's just a rumor. I'm just an ordinary bounty hunter." Rorsch shook his head and explained casually.

Marcus felt that he was just modest about Rorschach's indifference.

Hearing this, Penelope, who kept bowing his head and listening silently, couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and waves appeared in his heart.

If you guessed it right, he is indeed a bounty hunter!

However, looking at the expressions of his cousins, he seems to be quite famous...

When she looked up at the black-haired young man opposite, Rorschach, holding the wine glass, seemed to feel something, and turned his head to meet the blue eyes full of curiosity.

With his eyes in exchange, Rorschach did not dodge at all, but just held the wine glass and greeted Penelope.

Seeing this, Penelope was stunned at first, then picked up the goblet.

However, when she raised the glass, she realized that her wine glass was empty!

Seeing the rich lady put down the cup quickly, revealing a hint of panic and interesting look, Luo Xia couldn't help but curl up the corners of her mouth.

He had long seen Penelope's wine glass be empty, and he deliberately teased the rich lady...

Just as someone was immersed in his little prank, the kitchen door suddenly opened, and a rich aroma of meat suddenly spread throughout the restaurant.

The next second, several black maids put plates of fried steaks with a light heat in front of everyone.

"This is the beef we raise ourselves, try it..."

“It looks very good.”

While lowering his head and cutting the steak into pieces with a knife and fork, Rorschach said seemingly unintentionally: "By the way, madam, I'm a little curious, are you doing the winemaking business?"

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of Mrs. Catherine's two sons, John and Marcus, were both in a stern manner.

You should know that in this era, it is illegal to brew wine without permission.

The first reaction between the two was that they felt that the man was going to blackmail them with this matter? Or were they planning to report them?

Marcus tilted his shoulders and quietly reached his hand towards the holster at his waist.

However, the scheming Mrs. Catherine didn't think so.

Just ask around at Rhodes and you will know that the Braceway family is secretly doing private brewing.

This is no secret.

Besides, if Roxham really planned to report it, he wouldn't be so stupid as to say it on such an occasion.

Does he think his life is not long enough?

After figuring out the relationship, Mrs. Catherine first shook Marcus and told him not to be impulsive.

Then he nodded very calmly, "Yes. What's wrong?"

Although I had already noticed the changes in the expressions of the three of them and Marcus's small movements.

However, Rorschach pretended to be invisible, picked up the wine glass and looked at the mellow red wine in the glass:

"John invited me to taste your wine. I have to say that your wine is much better than the wine sold in the tavern. Whether it is taste or intensity..."

"We use all the best food, and we will never add water."

After chewing a small piece of steak, put it in his mouth, chewing it for a few sips, Rorschach picked up the wine glass and took a sip of the red wine.

The next second, the red wine and the steak collided in the mouth. The tannins in the red wine made the steak emit a more pleasant taste, while removing the greasiness of the meat.

Squinted his eyes and enjoying the perfect combination of delicious food and wine, Rorschach continued:

"But, why is the wine of such a good quality not sold in Valentine?"

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Catherine had a look of eye contact with her two sons, and then Marcus answered:

"Our wine will be only for the time being to St. Denis."

"Oh, so that's it..."

Pretending to realize suddenly, Roxa raised his hand and touched his chin before speaking again: "Madam, do you intend to expand the market?"

As soon as these words were said, Mrs. Catherine, who had been speculating on Roche's inner thoughts, raised her eyebrows.

"Expand the market?" John, who was standing beside him, was the first to ask everyone's doubts.

Shaking the wine glass in his hand, looking at the swaying purple and red, Rossie narrowed his eyes slightly:

"Yes, sell your wine to more places, like Valentine!"

"I think that such a good wine should be tasted by more people. What do you think?"

Looking at Rorschach's confident face, Mrs. Catherine finally understood Rorschach's intentions.
Chapter completed!