However, the previous Aaron had a habit of drinking, but I did not. I came here today to apologize, so as to improve my social relationship with others, so as to obtain the so-called SR points.

"Let's go."

I pushed open the door of the tavern and walked in with Alicia. When I got a full view of the inside of the tavern, I realized exactly what I did last night:

Smashed tables, chairs and cups were scattered across the ground. In the large fireplace on the left side of the tavern, there are even some broken furniture burning.

At this time, the hotel owner—a bald, middle-aged man with beards—had a sad expression on his face, and then lay down on a relatively complete armchair in a decadent posture.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, he closed his eyes and said weakly:

"The tavern is closed today, please come again next time..."

Seeing him the way he is now makes me feel guilty that I shouldn't have. I felt a little embarrassed, Alicia may have seen my hesitation, so she took the initiative to speak:

"Boss, we are here to apologize."

The boss opened his eyes, first glanced at Alicia, and then showed a puzzled expression. Then, when his eyes shifted to me, his expression was completely filled with fear.

He quickly stood up from the armchair, and he seemed to be in a hurry during the whole process, and even almost fell down. His first reaction after standing up was to run towards the back door of the tavern.

However, he quickly stopped himself from running away, then turned around slowly, and looked at me with a smile that looked uglier than crying - wanted to cry but could only forcefully put on a happy expression:

"Aaron...Master Aaron, I'm sorry, I didn't prepare wine today..."

I actually sympathize with the tavern owner because I used to work part-time in the bar. As a bartender, I meet all kinds of people all the time.

Some people bring their girlfriends to seek an ambiguous atmosphere, some people come to the bar to find prey, and some people adjust their mood because they are in a bad mood.

In many cases, guests can maintain basic courtesy before drinking, but there will always be people who start to go crazy after getting drunk.

Some will insult and provoke the bartenders, and some will even make a scene and break things in the bar.

Being a waiter in a bar can be said to be very easy to accumulate negative emotions. This is also the reason why I left the bar and chose to work part-time on the construction site.

"Why…"

I sighed, expressing my helplessness with the current situation. However, in the eyes of the tavern owner, my sigh was more like a kind of dissatisfaction. So, the extent of his body trembling became greater:

"Sorry, sorry, I just remembered that there are actually some stocks in the wine cellar... Wait a minute! I'll bring them to you right away..."

Alicia gave me a icy stare, and I felt like someone had stuffed ice into my clothes, making me shiver. I can only quickly explain to the tavern owner:

"No, I'm here to apologize for what happened yesterday, I'm sorry."

At this moment, upon hearing my words, the tavern owner's eyes widened like two eggs. The trembling of his body became larger, and at the same time, his body also assumed a defensive posture:

"Sir, young master...please don't do this...do you have any orders?"

Seeing the system prompt, I understand... My apology now, from the perspective of the tavern owner, is like a big bad wolf pretending to be Little Red Riding Hood's grandmother. It looks good, but actually wants to eat Little Red Riding Hood.

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Maybe I should act more like Aaron?

"Hey, old guy, I've already apologized, won't you accept it?"

Instead, the boss relaxed at my rudeness, and said reluctantly:

"It's okay...it's okay, you don't need to apologize..."

I didn't see Alicia standing behind me looking at me with some surprise.

"He actually apologized..."

Alicia murmured to herself.

…

After completing the task of apologizing, Alicia and I left the tavern. Although, I'd love to financially compensate the tavern owner. However, due to the high debts already incurred by the family, there was no money to give to the tavern owner.

However, when we left the tavern, the boss did not ask us to compensate him for the loss, but was grateful for our departure.

Perhaps it was Aaron who always broke without compensation before, so the tavern owner has gotten used to it. It was already a happy thing for him that I was able to leave early.

After all, if it was Aaron before, he would probably stay at the scene of his crime and ask his boss to bring him a drink.

On the way back to the manor, I felt that I was not in a good mood. Because, I have not compensated, nor have the ability to compensate the loss of the tavern owner.

I tried asking Alicia to see if there was any additional information:

"Alicia, the tavern owner doesn't seem very happy about my apology?"

Alicia, who was walking with me, took a look at me:

"That's normal because the financial damage you're doing to your boss will make life difficult for your boss."

"Without proper financial compensation, tavern owners are not really satisfied."

I don't know if it was my illusion, but Alicia's tone became less cold. It's just that I also want to pay compensation, but my family is in debt now. As a lazy bastard young master, I don't have my own treasury...

The most important thing is that I didn't hear the system prompt that I have obtained SR points. This shows that the boss is really not happy with my apology... still needs money, whether it is for SR points, or to pay off the debts at home.

"Besides, the boss' mother can only recuperate in bed because she can't stand the cold in winter."

"You can think about it in another way. A boss who is worried about his mother meets a bully who doesn't pay for drinking and even destroys everywhere. You can think about his mood..."

Recalling the decadent look of the tavern owner when Alicia and I entered the tavern. It reminded me of my father, who could only force himself to smile in order to deal with difficult clients.

Also, when we were in the tavern, we didn't feel warm. Apparently, the fireplace in the tavern does not warm the whole tavern.

This makes me feel sad...Is there any way to help the tavernkeeper?

Build an extra fireplace? I don't think this is a good choice, because the warmth of the fireplace can only be limited within the semicircle centered on the fireplace.

Wait, there seems to be no floor heating in this world. Neither in the baron's manor nor in the residential buildings I saw, there is no boiler.

(floor heating is floor heating)

In this world, at least the houses and buildings I have seen only rely on fireplaces or stoves for heating.

Compared with the heating method of the fireplace, floor heating has a great advantage, that is, it can expand its heating range.

My major is civil engineering design. At the same time, I also worked part-time on the construction site, so my manual manufacturing ability is not bad.

If I can invent floor heating in this world, then everyone will definitely buy my floor heating in order to spend the cold winter warmly.

In this way, whether it is improving social relations with others or making money to repay family debts, it can be done at the same time!

"Alicia, is there any wood in the manor's warehouse?"

"Yes, Master Aaron, what are you going to do?"

"I'm going to make my first order in my life, come back to the tavern with me!"

As I said that, I immediately turned around and walked quickly towards the tavern.

Alicia shook her head, then followed me.

…

Seeing me and Alicia coming again, the tavern owner turned pale again. Perhaps he was thinking in his heart that my sincere apology was indeed a trap.

And now, when Alicia and I come again, this trap comes into play.

Anger began to appear in the eyes of the tavern owner. However, years of experience in serving others and dealing with alcoholics made him quickly resist the impulse.

After all, he still needs to run his tavern on this territory. Although the lord, Baron Albert, is very kind to the residents, it doesn't mean that after offending his eldest son, Master Aaron, he can continue to run the tavern on the territory.

Moreover, my mother had joint problems due to the cold in winter. Therefore, if Aaron was beaten on the spur of the moment, the situation for himself and his mother would become difficult.

I didn't know that the tavern owner at this time had considered so many things in such a short period of time. Little did he know that he was about to be beaten by an angry tavernkeeper.

I sat in front of the tavernkeeper and Alicia stood behind me.

"Uncle, I heard that your mother is not in good health?"

The tavernkeeper grew panicked. Could it be that Master Aaron intends to use his own mother to threaten him? Such speculation made the tavern owner lose all anger and courage.

"Master! I beg you, please don't do anything to my mother, I will obey your arrangement!"

I was taken aback by the tavernkeeper's reaction and words. I was obviously just asking very normally and politely, why would he think I was threatening?

Alicia coughed behind me. It may be a reminder, or it may be a warning.

The system's reminder made me realize that I am now a jerk image. To be honest, this really brought a lot of inconvenience to my life and actions.

"Don't be nervous, I just want to know, can you tell me about your mother's situation?"

At this moment, the boss's face is only submissive:

"My mother, in winter, the joints will hurt. Only in a warm environment can I feel comfortable."

"Then why not install floor heating for her?"

"Floor heating?"

At this moment, the tavern owner, who had never heard of floor heating, became less terrified, and looked at me curiously and cautiously, waiting for my answer.

Seeing the expression of the tavern owner, I knew that the first order was half done.

And Alicia, who was behind Aaron, also looked at Aaron's back curiously, trying to understand what 'floor heating' was.

"Floor heating is to use a boiler to boil water. Then lay pipes under the floor of the room. Let the boiled water flow through these pipes. In this way, the heat emitted by the boiled water will heat the floor and make the whole room warmer. Get warm!"

In fact, this is just one type of floor heating. There are two other types of floor heating, electric and gas. The electric heating type is heated by the heat energy generated when the electricity is turned on, while the gas heating type is heated by the gas to transfer the heat energy.

The tavern owner's eyes widened at my explanation. However, his eyes are no longer fear, but curiosity:

"Is there really such a thing? Master"

"Don't worry, I read this in a book. I plan to make one for you as compensation for you."

The tavernkeeper opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something. However, I was worried that this was a new trap for Master Aaron.

Seeing the hesitation of the tavern owner, I took out the paper and pen from the bar beside me, and then simply wrote a contract:

The client is the tavern owner

Undertaker is Aaron

The construction site is the open space next to the tavern

The contract amount is the economic loss of the tavern last night

I handed the simple written contract to the tavern owner, and Alicia came over and carefully looked at the contents of the contract. Possibly to make sure Aaron wasn't setting a trap on the content of the contract.

"I've already written the contract. If you're worried that I'll lie to you, then you can take the contract to my father—— Baron Albert?"