In this other world with so few forms of entertainment, a tavern was usually the place to go when men and women wanted to have fun together.
After night fell, Cui Ciyou, Roxy, and Elinalise found a lively-looking tavern in the rugged desert city.
They sat around a table fashioned from the leg bone of an enormous monster.
The Begaritt Continent's food culture was much like that of the desert regions on Earth in his previous life.
There were only two kinds of alcohol here.
One was "camel milk wine," made by specially fermenting the milk of the local two-humped red camel.
Milky white and full-bodied, it had an unusual sweet-and-sour tang. With little alcoholic kick, it was more of a drink to liven up the mood.
The other was "rock wheat liquor," brewed from a drought-resistant crop called rock wheat that grew in cracks between rocks.
Cloudy in color, this liquor burned like fire going down and packed a powerful punch afterward. It was the perfect companion for local adventurers looking to dispel a day's fatigue and the chill.
As for ordinary drinks, there was only unfermented camel milk.
Luxuries such as fruit could be bought in a major city like Rapan thanks to large trading caravans, but their prices were staggering.
Cui Ciyou had even seen grapes at the market, but with their astronomical price, he had never heard of anyone extravagant enough to make wine out of them.
At that moment, the three of them had the finest examples of every drink on the continent sitting on their table.
Elinalise's cup held rock wheat liquor.
Roxy's held milky-white camel milk wine.
In front of Cui Ciyou sat a cup of warm camel milk with a rich, creamy aroma, along with a plate of sliced, unfamiliar fruit that