Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

Lynn made up his mind and hurried out to give notice.

Before Hill remembered the sausage, he would call all the housewives to make these meat and grains easy to carry.

If it is a native of Toril who wants to travel far, it is most suitable to find some magical wizards to make nutrition beads. After all, a large bag can guarantee one year's survival.

But after Lynn had contact with these Trahir Elves, he knew that if he wanted to sell them food, it was best to follow Hill's emphasis on food. They didn't care about the price, they paid more attention to the taste.

After all, the city of Aglaia relies on the sea. Since the goddess of Aglaia has purified the ocean, fish can also be caught along the coast.

Hill is very generous with this, and doesn't think that he will be taxed for fishing in his territory, so the most common thing for some people who are not wealthy is to stew the fish.

Lynn has seen more than one Trahir Elf, betting with that kind of silly stew, the one who doesn't vomit wins, and takes away all the bets.

But the end result is often that everyone is finished together and throws up together.

Although Lynn also felt that the thing was unpalatable, he was definitely not in such pain. Moreover, the trashir elves curiously tried the broken cakes that ordinary people in the northern continent often eat, and the results were thrown directly into the sea to feed them. The fish is gone.

It can only be said that the hometown of these Trahir Elves, the food must be more abundant.

Therefore, the city of Aglaia is so big that there are only three restaurants that can stand up. Two are elves, and only one is a human moved from Baldur's Gate.

They all have several well-known specialties. Although the raw materials are relatively expensive and the prices are relatively high, few locals really can afford them.

But the endless stream of Trahir Elves is enough to make enough for these three restaurants.

Lynn, who was born as a tavern owner, knows very well that the housewives in the Northland don't necessarily have other skills, but fruit cakes and cookies studded with dried fruits and nuts are sure to do.

As for bread, Lynn gave up letting humans make it, but instead hired some elven ladies, hoping that they could help make elven bread.

Lynn knew very well that even the best white bread was certainly not something that could be uttered by these Trashir elves.

He had eaten with Hill and knew this very well. Those fine white bread and white bread were too dry for Hill. He could only use it to soak in cheese soup.

The only bread that Hill can eat directly is the elf bread.

He thinks these Trahir Elves are similar.

After all, Hill has never felt that he is very picky eaters, he has always thought that Toril has too little food here.

Lynn guessed that Hill didn't even know that the sausages and other food he made by himself were not affordable to everyone in the Northland.

After all, he is also a person who has to pay with gold coins for every meal.

These few things should be able to consume most of the hoarded white flour, Lin sighed, and the food will soon be on the market again.

Although he didn't know why Hill never refused to buy grain, when he asked, Hill clearly stated that there was no need to hoard grain.

But as a subordinate, even if he doesn't understand, the only thing Lynn can do is to deal with the following things.

So now came the most troublesome question, Lynn racked his brains thinking about how to deal with all the meat as quickly as possible.

If he had to smoke and roast himself, he might as well help Hill make sausages.

If Hill knew Lynn’s thoughts, he would definitely be wronged for himself. People who are accustomed to eating fermented bread, who would be willing to eat old bread again?

He really didn’t suffer a bit of sin. During the most difficult four years in the castle, Hill survived by eating white bread in a cheese and potato soup. How many spices are sprinkled, there is a fishy smell.

The only thing he made in the castle was that he foolishly asked Bonn to make this soup. In the end, not only did the soup become the earl’s family food, but Bonn suffered a lot of crimes. The housekeeper made this soup. The production method was only taught to his family, deliberately provoking the servants' dissatisfaction with Bonn.

The only advantage is that he wants to eat every day and can be cooked by the chef. Hill never missed an opportunity. Every time he ordered a large portion and added a lot of barbecue. Of course he would take the opportunity to let the hapless Bonn eat more good things.

That was the last time Hill was stupid.

Since then, he never communicated with anyone in the castle.

Although the past experience will always become the experience of life, Hill does not want to recall those past things so that he never treats himself badly.

Now Hill, he has reached the top floor garden of the floating castle, and communicated with the oak tree that exudes a strange light: he promised the little flower fairy to notify them to move back once it is safe.

Vera came back quickly.

Almost as soon as Hill contacted the House of Trees, she rushed out, but she was dressed a bit...well...a big bag and a small bag, with more than a dozen small bags on her back.

"Vera?" Hill hurriedly held onto the little Huaxian who was almost unable to fly, and couldn't help but ask: "Where did you get so many things from?"

The little flower fairies didn't plan to move out of Hill, so they just brought some rations there. In fact, they were carrying the honeypot made by Hill.

"Because I changed the jars of nectar with some friends from the Shade House." Vera said solemnly, "These nectars are for Hill, so can you give us new jars?

It's a pity that there are not a few weavers over there, I only changed to a dozen sheets.

But it doesn’t matter, Hill doesn’t need so much cloth, just have nectar! "

Hill was silent.

The logic of the little fairies is very simple, as long as there is a transaction, unless the transaction is officially terminated with them, it will continue according to the previous transaction method.

Hill knew the limits of nectar brewing by these little goblins, so he didn't plan to end this exchange. He really liked eating nectar!

But if you add the shade of the tree house... Hill hesitated a bit.

"Vera..." Hill still said with difficulty, "I don't have that much demand for nectar."

"Don't Hill really like eating?" Vera, who was taking off the salute, was gently stretching her body, she was so tired!

Hearing what Hill said, she stopped her action, widened her eyes and said: "I remember listening to you and Liszt that time, never entertain guests with nectar, you don't have enough to eat!

Moreover, Liszt will not let the puppets make nectar for you every day! "

Hill didn't know what to say.

It's just his nature, and he doesn't want to share his favorite nectar with anyone!

It's not really enough to eat.

Liszt just... felt that eating honey products was too much.

The nectar brewed by the goblin is not ordinary sweet, it is already a strange thing.

He felt that Hill had better restraint in this regard, but he didn't expect to be heard by Vera.

Hill thought for a while and told the truth: "Vera, making this kind of jar is a bit troublesome for me. If you exchange too much at a time, I will be too tired.

I like to eat nectar, it is a kind of enjoyment.

But it is impossible to give up a normal life for these nectar! "

Vera looked at Hill in surprise: "Oh my God! Do you have any misunderstandings about the goblin?

We have a lot of nectar to exchange with you, because there is nothing to do in the iceberg except for making honey!

And even if it works hard, it only takes two months.

So after coming to you, seeing so many precious magic flowers, you can't help brewing so many!

Normal little fairies, how can they waste time doing so much work!

Needless to say, the flowers there are undefeated all year round. There are many lazy guys who don’t even bother to brew their own rations, just find a flower every day.

Except for some little fairies who love beauty, they don't even weave fairies! Make clothes directly from silver leaves.

I can change to these, it is already all the inventory of the House of Trees! "

Hill was in a daze. He seemed to have made a mistake in his judgment of the little fairies: "I heard that the King of Joy is hierarchical, and I thought the little fairies would be very hardworking."

Vera laughed: "Hill, the strict hierarchy just said that the inner court where the Queen is located does not allow ordinary goblins to enter, and there is a place where approved nobles can walk at will.

But that is where the gods are after all, and they can choose what kind of family members to follow by their side.

No one cares about anything else.

Humans always use their own ideas to judge other races~www.readwn.com~Don't listen to these strange rumors. "

Hill already understood.

The reason why there are so many rules in the House of Shade is because the goblin gods chose to bring all the little goblins who were willing to leave Toril into the kingdom of God.

But where the gods are still to be separated from ordinary goblins.

And the outer courtyard of the Shade House still has some connections with the dimensional gates inside the Toril Great Forest, and sometimes there are always some stray humans.

The legends he heard were based on the traces of these human beings based on their own imagination.

Hill nodded: "The honeypots are all in the cabinet near the window in the garden. Vera can get them by herself.

I have given you permission to exchange the things there as long as you like it. "

Especially some of the silk handkerchiefs he just bought from those magic ships from the Shoulong Kingdom. These are all woven from the silk spit out by a kind of magic silkworm from Shoulong. Although the price is a bit expensive, they are really beautiful. Ambilight.

Hill thinks that the little flower fairies might like to make clothes out of silk.

After Vera entered, she let out a cry of surprise, and quickly rushed out to summon those companions who also carried a bunch of small bags to look over.

Hill quickly floated out of a small table. Fortunately, he reacted quickly, and the first reaction of the little flower fairies was to throw the bag on him.

Listening to the yelling Hill over there, he suddenly paused before walking in: Why is there a male flower fairy squeezing inside?

No, does Xiaohuaxian have men?

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