Light reading

A tavern or an inn? That is the first question.

An inn generally is a rest spot for travelers, adventurers. An inn will always be the option when one wishes for a quiet night of sleep. With passable meals to keep everyone asleep and to wake up too.

A tavern, While like an inn they have rooms to rest in, it is generally secondary. As their main calling card is the food and drinks they serve. A stop on the way home for a hearty meal and a hard drink after a long day of work.

But both have one thing in common, if they have good women nothing else matters. Why care about the bed when you are so tired from the girl who you spent the last half hour with. Being served food by a gorgeous beauty will always taste the most amazing to any man. Yes, it is true. In any era one thing will always remain true: Sex sells.

We were blushing, no wonder it was described as it was. If we couldn't setup a good bed or cook good food we might as well just be a brothel... Which in a way was an inn... just with a lot more women... one for every bed even.

We had inspected around the place. We had a bar a kitchen and eight rooms of... frankly terrible quality. We'd have to replace the beds with something better if we wanted to actually be an inn. But for that we needed money. So for now a tavern it was.

We decided that he should cook, since the advice of the book was to have the women serve the food. He started cooking as I familiarized myself with the drinks. We'd have to find a source of **** eventually, but as it was we got a giant barrel full with a tap for me to fill mugs from to start.

Once I had done that I went back to the kitchen to find him cooking an actually amazing looking meat. Just smelling it was having my mouth water... He looked to be enjoying himself... and hot so I decided to pour him a drink.

Back behind the bar I held a mug up to the tap before pulling it. Only to promptly shut it off as I got sprayed by the ultra fizzy brew, right put the mug up until the tap was inside the mug before opening it... Second attempt was successful if you ignored the fact the foam went WAY over the top of the wooden mug. I found myself licking at the drop that traveled down my arm from the way I held up the mug to the tap.

that done I presented it my husband. "Here, drink up." He frowned at it.

"Hey these are for customers, we haven't got a supplier yet."

I shook my head at him. "No no, its practice. I learned a lot just from that one mug I poured for you. Besides you looked hot here in the kitchen." He wiped sweat off his forehead with his arm. He knew it was true.

"Well alright, try to not use it all on practice ok?" I smiled and nodded as he took a drink before making face. "I don't think we'll be known for our drinks..." Was it actually that bad?

Nothing we could actually do about the drinks right this very second. "Well, don't let me distract you from the food then. Better be good to make up for it."

I returned to continue reading the manual.

A tavern is a place of merriment. A place where they can laugh and have fun. If your tavern is loud its good, just take care that it doesn't get rowdy. Rowdy can be fine, but it can quickly turn into a brawl and replacing furniture isn't cheep.

So make sure your drinks are diluted with some water, drunks very quickly go from loud to brawling. Turning into a mess quickly. Don't worry about 'cheeping out' as some might call it. You aren't a bar serving booze to people with too many problems. If it is not loud enough use less water, if its too loud use more water.

There is no real time for a tavern to open, but being as they tend to go on into the night anywhere past noon is a safe to expect customers to arrive. Though those that arrive early are generally there for food rather than drink. These ones are also more likely to want a room as they aren't here just for the end of night party.

At some point the fun has to end. So make sure you understand when the time is right to close the doors. A good time to end the fun is around one in the morning, not too early as some people tend to show up late. But also not too late where their wives will start to wonder where they ended up when they stumble home drunk.

Regardless of how things are going there will always be people that want to cause problems. It is your job to identify which ones could be a problem and how. Some guys can be a bit grabby when served food or drinks. Generally touching is accepted but groping is not. If you get one of these, either make sure they know not to or send a girl who doesn't mind to them. If they are skilled she might even get them to pay extra for those touches.

I was blushing, I didn't even think about that... I was going to be serving... I read it again.... Touching is accepted... Oh no I got going to be touched!

I hadn't been touched like that before... I hope it wont be too bad...

I set the book down as my husband came out of the kitchen grinning. "Ah, Shae. How is it? Anything interesting in the book?"

Well there was that part... but there was a simpler part I was worried about. "What do we do about the times? The book said we should be open until about midnight, but midnight in game is past noon in real life. I have work, I can't play the game all day."

He nodded. "You don't work until later though, just leave cleaning up to me. You can be here earlier to open up and wake up anyone who stays the night to keep it fair."

That is true, if I didn't have to clean up after in the tavern I would have time to get to work. He was busy during that time so I was covering for him as well. It was a great plan.

I turned my focus back on his cooking. "So? How is the food?"

He grinned. "All cooked up now we wait for people to show up and serve them."

As if on cue, someone opened the door. He was definitely here just in time for lunch.

I waved leaning over the bar in my excitement "Ah! Hello sir! Would you like something to drink and some food?" I had to fight the instinct to cover the opening at the top of my shirt that showed off my breasts when he very obviously looked down it.

He waved in response to me and shouted back taking a seat at a random table. "Sure thing, to both."