In the morning, the sun hid in the clouds and refused to come out, and the clouds were like a red-hot mountain of flames.The north wind blew the grass ash in the dry wasteland, and the young grass had been moving upwards for a few days, perhaps because the weather was getting warmer, but there was some drought, which made the grass grow a little like pine needles.Caterina poured the yellow rice porridge in the iron pot evenly into four portions, and put a finger-thick, two-inch-long beef strip on top of the rice porridge, which was considered our breakfast.Kuz and I tied up the tent and tied it firmly to the back of the Returning Beast, and Kig stood in front of the Returning Beast, and performed the Water Gathering Technique to catch a large wooden bucket of water, and the Returning Beast whispered happily, and put the big head into the wooden barrel, and gulped down a bucket of water, and every three days we would put some salt in the drinking water of the Returning Beast.Everything was ready before departure, and at this time we would gather in front of Katarina, everyone was used to picking up their own cutlery, drinking the delicious and sweet rice porridge in one gulp, and then throwing the sauce into their mouths to savor the taste of the sauce in the meat, and continuing on the road with a happy mood.As for these golden millets, a few days ago, when we met a collection team of three minotaurs, we exchanged two magic scrolls of fire gathering magic for half a bag of golden millet with them.In fact, it was not an exchange, but at that time, the three honest minotaurs were looking for magical herbs in the wilderness, and they set up a pot in their camp, and the cauldron was filled with a pot of water, and there was a lot of golden millet at the bottom of the pot.When we passed by, we felt very strange, why there was a big pot with water and rice in the pot, but there was no firewood in the stove under the pot.But our group had already carefully observed everything around us, the three honest minotaurs were scattered in the wilderness meadows, searching for traces of magic herbs, no one cared about firewood at all, and there were many fine leeks growing in this meadow, and it was difficult to leave any firewood that could be used as fuel once this grass dried up.Seeing us slowly approaching on the Agui Beast, the three minotaurs gathered together unhurriedly and greeted us warmly.The most popular in the wasteland are the Minotaurs, who are powerful individuals but extremely peace-loving.They prefer to exchange information with other people, because the minotaurs mainly collect magical herbs in the wasteland and do not hunt, so other people also prefer to communicate with the minotaurs, and over time, they have developed a hospitable personality of the minotaurs.This wild millet is common in the wastelands, but because it is notoriously difficult to collect, orcs generally do not eat it.Only the ox-headed who is attentive and likes to eat plant seeds will collect these wild grains in the wasteland, and when they accumulate too much, they will eat them beautifully.When we stopped in front of the makeshift camp of the three minotaurs, we jumped off the Agui Beast and watched the minotaurs trot towards us, their massive bodies and heavy steps that seemed to make the earth tremble."
Hey!
Distinguished guests, where are you calling?
”"The town of Yemen to the north, from where we are travelers, what shall I call you?"
I'm familiar with these polite greetings, sometimes me, but most of the time it's Kutz who stands up to talk to them.Zig and Caterina never spoke, because the wild tour party had a superstitious belief that women would dispel the blessings of the beast gods.First of all, we will report to our home, and then we will selectively talk about everything we can see on the road in the future, and communicate with each other.For example, when we told the location of the saltwater pond and said that there was a large area of silver-leaved grass, the three minotaurs were delighted by this information, but when we told the hyenas, they were a little worried.They also told us that if we went further southwest, we would enter the ecosystem of the Demon Emperor Grass, because the climate and soil here are very suitable for the growth of the Demon Emperor Grass, but if you want to meet an adult Demon Emperor Grass, it will take some good luck, and they will wink at Qige and Caterina kindly, and then comfort us by saying: Don't care about the momentary gains and losses, everything should be looked at.This is an ancient slang of the orc clan, very jerky and difficult to understand, but there is a person like me in the team, who usually hides on the thunderous back of the caravan and gropes for the ancient parchment scrolls of old Kuru all day long, and almost half of them are written in the ancient orc language, so I happened to have heard of this ancient beast slang.Although the large group of gray dwarven bandits had been driven into the underground world of the southern foothills by the orc coalition last year, there were other robbers in the wasteland, who usually lived by fighting and gathering, and only when they met the weak, they would lift the veil on their heads and become a gang of bandits in the wasteland, robbing everything, they were even more cruel than the gray dwarves.The Minotaur looked very angry when he talked about these robbers, it seemed that some of their compatriots must have suffered this calamity, but another Minotaur lamented that maybe it was because of this famine, and that life would improve when things get better, after all, who would risk death to be a robber if they had a good life?
At this time, the enthusiastic minotaur will take out a clean wooden cup, scoop out half a cup of raw rice and half a cup of water in the raw rice pot, hand it to us and say: Please drink some rice porridge, this is a rare and delicious wild millet in the wasteland, there is nothing to burn here, and we have not been able to pick up dry cow dung for several days, but these millets are easy to digest, these rice have been soaked for most of the day, and they are ready to eat!
We were speechless for a moment, it turns out that the inability to make a fire in the wasteland has become an extremely common problem, and some orcs have begun to deal with this problem in a variety of ways, werewolves prefer to carry raw jerky, but these minotaurs eat grains such as millet that are easy to absorb, first soak in water for a while, and then drink it with soup.How can we drink such raw rice soup, Kuzi and I looked at each other, took the cup of raw rice soup and poured it back into the cauldron, in the puzzled eyes of the minotaur, Kuzi took out a palm-sized magic scroll from his waist bag, and pulled the rope made of marlian grass away with a shake in the wind, and the red flames erupted from the scroll, and the scroll was also thrown under the stove by Kuzi, and then a few of us opened our mouths with the three minotaurs, waiting for the fragrant rice porridge to be boiled."
How can you cook porridge with such a precious magic scroll?"
The values of the Minotaurs have obviously been subverted by us, and they look at us as if they are looking at the orc nobles, yes!
In such a scarce spring, a group of young people walking on the wasteland, but carrying magic scrolls to cook food, what could be more ruined?
In contrast, the orc nobles hiding in the tribe exchanging magic metals and precious magic herbs for human luxuries are not a problem at all, after all, they are still exchanged for equivalent things, and they do not waste a precious magic scroll by the way like us."
Hahaha, this is a magic scroll for daily necessities, this is the recipe that my shaman teacher found in a codex recently, you see, such a small magic scroll, how soft these magic flames are, this scroll can only cook something or light it up to keep warm when it is cold at night."
Kuz began to indoctrinate these minotaurs with our new ideas, and so he said.For the latest definition of such a fire-gathering magic scroll, only when the orcs in the wasteland really realize the benefits and convenience of these fire-gathering magic scrolls, and find that they are still very cheap, will they have the desire to buy in their hearts, and the purpose of our doing this is also to build a demand-side market, otherwise this scroll is made, without the support of a strong consumer group, this thing can only be used in the hands of our insiders, but how many of us can use the fire-gathering magic scroll?
This scroll is made, and in the end, we still hope to be able to sell, even if it is cheaper at the beginning, it doesn't matter, otherwise everyone has a solution to the problem that only raw things can be eaten in the wasteland, so where will our scrolls be sold?
The good minotaur who had been defending the bandits of the wasteland not long ago was the first to exclaim, "Drink!
This is really a good thing, such a small piece can make such a big fire, it looks like it can cook this pot of porridge, I am really looking forward to it!
I haven't eaten anything cooked in almost half a month, and now my mouth is full of the nasty sweet potato smell. ”So, there are surprises everywhere in life, and for us, a broken magic scroll is nothing.And even if it is not used, in the next half a month, the mana on this scroll will slowly lose due to the incomplete magic array.But for these minotaurs, this scroll means that for the next half month, they will drink at least a sip of hot porridge almost every day, and only gatherers who have been walking on the wasteland for a long time will realize more clearly how precious this is.When we were a little embarrassed to offer an intact magic scroll in exchange for their remaining small pocket of golden millet, we felt a little guilty because these millets were widely circulated among the orc nobility and were called soft gold.Its value is definitely higher than a fire-gathering magic scroll, but we had to make some value propositions for the magic scroll, so we proposed an exchange.The minotaurs were obviously stunned by our proposal, and the group of friends looked at each other stupidly, and then confirmed that what they heard was not wrong, and that we really wanted to exchange a scroll for a pocket of millet, so they nodded busily and agreed, and we simply told them the correct way to use the scroll.At the time of separation, the honest minotaur quickly put away the magic scroll under the pot and handed it to me in a bundle of marlian straw.I sat on the back of the beast and smiled, and instead of taking the scroll, I waved goodbye to them and said loudly, "This is our friendship, thank you for your sweet rice porridge, please be sure to accept a little respect from us!"
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