What's next?
She goes to the kitchen
You let your wife handle it herself.
You can only hear parts of their conversation. Mainly it were compliments that the farmer gave to your wife.
But you could see that the farmer indicated to her with a finger movement to lower her head, which your wife did. The farmer leaned over to her and whispered something in her ear. His hand seemed to disappear behind her skirt. Where exactly, you could not see.
Your wife blushed as the farmer whispered in her ear. When he finished, she straightened up and sighed.

Most of the time the farmer was lying there with his head on the table. Every now and then he would straighten up briefly, drink some of the water, and burp every now and then. Fortunately, no other guests came today.
This would not have been a pretty sight.
Only towards evening, the farmer was again really sober.
He trundled to the bar, put 5 gold coins on the table, and went home.
You didn't want to accept it, but he insisted.
That was the end of the day.
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