Did the tavern owner cook Chinese food today?

Lost Isle, Rodval Hills.

The silver-gray dragon soared into the sky, and the airflow rolled into waves, blowing away the gravel and weeds in the lower part of the mountain.

Flying to a crowd, the giant dragon flapped its long wings, and after waving up and down several times, its hind paws fell to the ground.

Dust waves mixed with yellow and gray beat on everyone's heads. They either bowed or knelt down to welcome the lord's visit in person.

"You don't need to be too polite." At some point, the dragon's body suddenly shrank, and a figure in black and gold walked out of the slowly falling dust and said.

"My lord." Someone spoke out first, and after the salute, Pavel raised his pair of gilded animal pupils that were no different from Donovan's, and said, "Please come down with me to have a look."

Pavel's voice was a little eager, but he still restrained his steps, with his hands on the hilt of his waist.

This is a small movement unique to his bodyguard, if he is really excited or nervous, Pavel will do it.Donovan's brow never relaxed.

Walk all the way and introduce a tent.Outside the tent, a group of purple balls was standing at the opening of the tent, hands clasped in front of their stomachs.

Baron Sam leaned over and saluted: "My lord, you are here. The things are inside."

Donovan was not surprised that Baron Sam could appear here.Nianhua brewed magic-carrying baijiu, which would naturally attract his attention.

One day after discussing the Golden Rose Manor, they chatted for a while.Talking about liquor, Baron Sam complained bitterly to him: "Why can't I get such a good job after working on the Lost Island for so many years? Could it be that that kid Hawley is really sent down by God, so it's better to go wherever he goes. "

It's just that today's situation is really special, and the face with stacked cheeks and chin is not at all relaxed.

Inside the tent, the table was covered with fragments of stones of different sizes.Donovan approached the table, picked up a piece and examined it carefully.

It was the size of a palm, white and shiny, with some transparent crystals inside.There are dots of soil and gravel remaining on its surface, obviously not long after it was dug out.

If you look carefully, the turbid and transparent part in the center of the spar is actually some staggered steep lines; and the lines are constantly moving and floating.

Like a parasitic bug inside the spar, smaller than a hair.

Donovan frowned and held the spar tighter.Afterwards, he slowly injected gold elements into his palm, like a colorless and odorless dye, dyeing the entire turbid and transparent white crystal into gold.

With another retraction, a strand of gold in the crystal gathered and quickly entered Donovan's palm.

The crystal faded back to its original shape, and Donovan held it for a long time.

It's the feeling of magic power flowing through the whole body again. Although it is more effective than the magic crystal, it is pitifully little to say.

But the magic power contained in it is very pure, without any impurities or other elements.

This is almost the same as the feeling when drinking white wine. The magic brought by the spar in front of him is much stronger.

"Has this kind of spar appeared in other places?" Donovan looked at the person in charge of the mining project who arrived later, and asked in a deep voice.

"Reporting to my lord, no. I asked my apprentices and companions, including myself, to ask many people, and almost searched through all the records of ore records, but I couldn't find it. Maybe it's just buried somewhere else. know."

After all, who would have imagined that such a thing is still buried in the ground near the sorghum field.If the lord hadn't personally ordered them to investigate the surrounding area, otherwise they might never have thought of it in their lifetime.

After calling out the person in charge, Baron Sam took a deep breath.

"It should be the sorghum affected by this thing." Baron Sam's calm expression was about to crack.

Pavel stared at the spar, and echoed, "This subordinate thinks so too."

The eyes of the three of them converged on the table, and their eyes were all complicated.

"Don't make any noise yet." Donovan put down the spar to extract clean magic power, and ordered, "Take everything on the table back to Dragon Wing Fort. Strictly keep this matter, and no one should spread it out."

"Come on, Wilmer, read the letter for me."

Holly is putting the soy sauce into the tank, so he can't make a move for the time being.

Spreading out the letter, Wilmer scratched the corner with his bony fingers, tilted his head and read.

"...a liquor that contains magic, you can talk to Sam Hansen someday..."

Hearing this, Holly paused his hand scooping up the soy sauce, straightened up, and walked over to take a closer look.

Letting him sell directly shows that Donovan has made progress.Donovan didn't say what the specific situation was in the letter. It is estimated that he has been settled, but he is not very sure.

Wilmer looked up at Holly, and after learning the news, his expression was not so relaxed.

"Don't worry." Hawley understood his worries at a glance, "Donovan doesn't take this matter seriously, and I still have the detailed method in my hands. He will be optimistic about us and Nianhua Tavern."

Keeping his voice to a minimum, looking around, Hawley leaned into Wilmer's ear and whispered, "Besides, your master—Ms. Andrea is still here. With her and Donovan sitting in charge, who would be troubled?" Provoking trouble?"

According to Hawley's observations these days, he found that Andrea seemed to know a lot about farming, to the point where she could do it at her fingertips.

What does this mean?Andrea is influenced by her family, or has studied related things before.

What Hawley lacks most is to think, people, if we have to say something else, it is always no big problem to think about it.

He felt that Andrea's willingness to go to Nianhua every day showed that she was not only a good tutor for Wilmer's studies, but at least she could protect her students well.It also meant that she might be Holly's connection to the southern elves.

Hearing what Holly said behind his back, Wilmer felt a little speechless.He didn't answer, just watched Holly wandering in the sky, with a silly smile on his face.

"Ms. Andrea seems to like traveling very much." Wilmer took the black scoop from Holly's hand and added silently.

The smile froze on his face, and Holly glared at the little skeleton who knew how to mend a knife with feigned anger.

"Look at you, you just learned from Bobby to throw cold water on me."

"Stinky boy, what nonsense are you talking about?!"

A chestnut suddenly fell from the back of his head, and Holly screamed in pain, turning his head to Bobby who sneaked out from near the wine cellar at some point.

"Old man, you're stealing wine again!" Holly was furious, and pre-emptively reprimanded Master.

"Why, you can give it to Andrea for free, and I'm not allowed to take two small jars of wine by myself?"

Bobby's tone was comparable to that of olives soaked in lemonade and then dipped in vinegar, whimpering and holding two jars of white wine under his arm.

Holly:?

It is not inexplicable that Master is so jealous.

He reciprocated Andrea's kindness. Except for the lifetime membership of Nianhua Tavern, he hired her as a magic teacher at a high price, but was rejected.

What she refused was the price, and Andrea bluntly said that she only needed half; as compensation for the other half, Holliday provided her with a small jar of liquor with a high magic content every five days during her teaching period.

The conditions were not excessive at all, so he agreed immediately.Hawley even felt that it was too shabby to treat a high-ranking mage who was desperately trying to get him from the outside world.

But after thinking about it, he guessed that the other party was only interested in the value of wine and bean sprouts.Go a little further and be interested in the other thoughts that fill his head.

Said that Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived, there was a knock on the door, Holly washed his hands and went to meet, it was Andrea who came.

At the first sentence of the meeting, Andrea asked, "Why are the bean sprouts turning pink?"

"Hello, let's talk about it first." Holly's eyes slightly curved, and explained, "Have you ever lifted the cloth cover during the cultivation process?"

Andrea took off her hood and nodded.

"It's best not to remove the cloth even once during the process, and the bean sprouts are exposed to light, and they basically become bitter and pink."

"I get it, thank."

Thoughtful, Andrea walked straight into the backyard with long legs.She stepped on her soleed boots and gave Bobby a slight nod as she passed by.

Bobby huddled on the stone table in the corner, sipping his cup, and he also nodded.

The master, who is always familiar, seems to have a lukewarm attitude towards the elf lady.Holly could guess it from his expression: firstly, Andrea's aura and elves' natural arrogance made her hard to get close to.

Secondly, it was because Andrea was more than a head taller than him.

The inexplicable blow to the male self-esteem - on the night of the official meeting with the elf lady, Bobby said to him in a long and heavy tone: "Are all elf women this tall?"

Holly reacted in an instant, laughed so hard that he suffered two violent shudders.Another one today, and the back of his head hurt a little, but he smiled jokingly at Master again.

At this moment, the surrounding potted plants shook, the pottery pots trembled, and then stopped suddenly.

As many plants are placed in the backyard, there will be as many shadows flying from the soil.Or turn into birds, insects, snakes, rats... Let's all attack Wilmer!

Around Wilmer, the black clouds spread instantly, like a flying carpet, firmly covering the living soil crawling on the ground.

The mud snake and mud rat struggled endlessly, and finally stopped the movement completely, and the dense black mist dissipated like a cloud of smoke.

But Wilmer couldn't prevent the birds and insects above his head.The moment the bird's beak hit the red eyes, it disintegrated into shards and fell to the feet.

Holly's nails had been deeply embedded in the palm, and at this moment he finally relaxed and let go of the palm full of nail marks.

Whenever he watched the two mages and apprentices come and go, without any danger, he had to use all his strength to restrain himself and block the urge to attack Wilmer.

It is not a good thing to intervene without authorization, and Andrea has her own rhythm.Wilmer was obviously adapting well, and he didn't show any panic at this time, but lowered his eyes and thought.

"You focus on the ground and pour all your strength into one side, but you can't resist the attack from the other side."

Andrea said, sticking out only one finger, like a conductor, the broken soil on the ground gathered again, and flew back to the "nest" as before.

"When your strength is limited, you must allocate it reasonably.

"There are so many enemies, and when it seems that you can't handle them, you have to observe and think carefully.

"Try to see if the birds, insects, snakes and rats can eat each other, and then make the snakes and birds fight each other. Snipes and clams fight each other, and finally catch them all."

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The author has something to say:

The last paragraph is actually a metaphor for the plot.