Being able to get a donkey is awesome.
Cheng Qianxun hugged the clothes and ran away.
After passing by, Regel took the clothes from her hand because her eyes were already wandering around the donkey.
Stretch out your hand to open the mouth and look at the teeth.
The best way to judge the age of an animal is to look at the wear rate of the teeth.
Rudolf, who was combing the donkey's hair at the side, answered first: "About seven or eight years old."
A donkey that does not work can live for twenty years, while a donkey that pulls mills and carts can only live for a little over ten years.
Seven or eight years old is equivalent to an old age, but what they lack is money, and the price of a three- or four-year-old donkey is not low.
Look at the donkey's body.
It's still strong, but its ribs are slightly protruding.
It's definitely not good at pulling a cart, but it's still good at carrying things.
She estimated the price: "It's probably ten silver coins at least."
"Seven," Rudolf answered.
Seven silver coins was simply too cheap, unexpectedly, but Rudolph added another sentence: "I helped him kill an old donkey."
Uh, no wonder.
The three silver coins were counted as the butchering fee, and Rudolf must have satisfied the other party with his craftsmanship to allow such a large discount.
For example, the donkey skin was not damaged and the whole piece was peeled off.
It was wise to let Maria stay by the river just now, otherwise this guy would definitely talk a lot again.
Looking sideways, Gordon was processing a piece of meat, cutting it into strips and stringing them together with straw ropes.
The color of the meat is blood red, like beef, and fatter than beef.
She clicked her chin: "I also gave you a piece of donkey meat."
"Well, the donkey is too old and the meat is no longer valuable.
It may taste a little tougher.
The skin and frame should be fetched at a good price."
Rudolph's words confirmed what she had just thought.
After brushing the donkey, her teammates began to put it on the donkey.
Put a salute on your body.
This time there was obviously more flour than when we first arrived.
I must have bought some more.
There are many other things, such as bamboo tubes filled with water, sheepskin bags; three rolls of sheepskin, and some miscellaneous things stuffed in cloth bags, which should be salt, cloth and other things.
"Are you ready?"
Gordon asked Regel, who was cooking meat next to him.
"Okay."
Reger took four skewers of meat in both hands, walked over and tied them all to the donkey.
Originally I was going to make dried meat, but I ran out of time, so I had to hang it.
If it becomes stuffy, the meat will go bad easily.
Get everything ready and say goodbye to the blacksmith family.
Everyone left the town.
Stop at noon to have lunch and take a short break.
The food was simple, just black bread and sliced meat bought in the town.
There are not many people in this town.
But still relatively wealthy.
An animal is slaughtered basically every day in the town.
Although the meat is limited, at least you can eat some.
In medieval Europe, nobles did not necessarily eat meat every day.
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There's a lot of bran in bread, just like flour.
There is a lot of flour and bran, so the food will naturally be thicker, but Maria is good at this and has never complained about the food being too thick.
She was used to it.
Cheng Qianxun bit off the bread bit by bit and chewed hard.
The other hand holds a wooden bowl filled with water, and if you can't swallow it, you take a sip of water.
What did Maria think of: “Have you bought paper, pens, and ink?”
"What do you want this for?"
Gordon frowned slightly.
You must know that these three things, except for the pen that can pull out a goose feather or a duck feather, the other two are horribly expensive.
"I want to record this great journey," Maria said proudly, "just like my ancestors, I will write down what I saw and heard along the way and leave it to future generations."
In future generations, looking at her like this, no normal man would dare to marry her.
It's almost as if he married a saint and worshiped her at home, and the children he gave birth to would probably have her crazy ideas after being nurtured by her when they grow up.
Writing this page of absurdity is almost like an adventure novel, but what if some brainless child reads it and believes it to be true, just like Maria, wouldn’t it be a sin?
Sneijder could only coax: "Why didn't you tell me earlier?
It's such a good idea, but it's already gone a long way.
Let's talk about it at the next stop."
It is impossible to say that there is no paper and ink in the town.
There will always be Personally owned for official purposes.
"Then buy it in the next town..."
Maria remembered something: "The question is, will there be one in the next town?"
"There will definitely be one."
Everyone laughed, but it was useless, the money was spent.
After eating, we continued on our way.
It rained yesterday, and today the sun was very good in the afternoon.
It was a bit hot while walking.
Cheng Qianxun pulled up his cloak and hat to cover his face.
The hotter he got, the more he had to cover his head, just like the desert nomads.
But now it's not to this point, it's just to block the sun.
I also bought a cloak for Maria.
Although it had a few patches, it was at least usable.
Her clothes were given by the villagers in the past.
Farmers wore casual clothes.
Few of them could travel far, especially women, so naturally they didn't have cloaks.
Maria also put on her hat and complained after a while: "I've been walking for three days and I'm tired."
Reger joked: "The great journey has just begun, and you are already tired."
"Of course, I have never walked such a long distance.
My legs were sore the night before yesterday, and they hurt like crazy last night."
Maria looked at the donkey carrying something and following step by step: "Let me get on the donkey.
Sit down for a while."
"Okay."
Gordon, who was leading the donkey, said, "You sit on the donkey, and you can unload the things on the donkey and throw them away."
Maria pursed her lips and continued to follow, then she heard her muttering: "You can't carry it first."
Holy girl, there are so many things that are almost equivalent to the weight of a person.
It's hard for her to think of it when they are asked to carry them on their backs, but she rides on a donkey. . .
Everyone remained silent and just walked forward.
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After walking for about two hours, the sun was already setting in the west.
Maria shouted breathlessly: "Hey, can you stop?
I used to stop preparing dinner at this time."
Rudolph said coldly: "It was because I needed to hunt before.
Today I have something to eat.
Let's walk a little further."
"Oops, I really can't walk."
Maria sat on the ground directly.
Everyone rolled their eyes together.
In fact, they were all tired.
At the beginning, ordinary people who were not tired had to grit their teeth to get through it.
"This is not a good place to camp."
Cheng Qianxun deliberately looked around and pointed to a small forest in the distance: "Hold on a little longer.
You can rest when you get there."
Maria didn’t want to remember: “It’s not bad here, why not here?”
Rudolph helped and said: "There are not many trees here.
If there are no trees, you can't hide in the trees when you encounter wild beasts.
Wild beasts usually leave at dawn.
Seeing that there are many of us, they don't dare to be too arrogant.
So we all Camp where there are many trees.”
It was partly for concealment, and also to make it easier to collect firewood, but it would be boring to talk too much to Maria.
It was already within sight.
After hearing this flawed excuse, Maria actually got up and continued walking forward.
If the place is big.
It looks close, but it's actually far.
After walking for about half an hour, we reached the woods.
Everyone started to get busy.
It was still early anyway, so Rudolph and Gordon went out to see what food they could get.
Reger was responsible for the firewood, and Sneijder was responsible for lighting the fire and preparing the barbecue.
Cheng Qianxun said to Maria: "Saint.
Come with me to get some grass for the floor."
"Ah" Maria sat on the ground and shouted, "No.
I'm tired...I, I need to communicate with God.
I haven't done it today."
When I saw Mary crossing her legs and beginning to "communicate" with God, I couldn't help but laugh or cry.
"No more grass, just bought sheepskins."
Sneijder unloaded three bundles of sheepskins from the donkey's back.
The sheepskin is not a whole piece, but is made up of pieces of skin, at least a dozen pieces of skin are pieced together.
In this case, the price will be much cheaper.
My teammates know how to buy things very well.
The water-carrying sheepskin bag you bought is genuine.
It is made from a whole piece of shaved sheepskin.
Such a bag is not big, but it is enough to hold four or five kilograms of water.
The price should not be cheaper than a large piece of sheepskin spliced with broken sheepskin on the ground. .
If the water leaks, you will die.
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When sleeping, what difference does it make if the sheepskin underneath you is whole or shredded?
Lay the sheepskin on it, then lay the sheet on it, and the floor is complete.
The bonfire was lit, and the donkey meat, which had no moisture on the surface, was cut into two pieces and roasted on the fire.
There was still a lot of brown bread, so I bought two big ones, each weighing twenty kilograms, which was enough for them to eat for two weeks.
Rudolph and Gordon came back.
This time they were unlucky and brought no prey, only some wild vegetables.
Chop the wild vegetables, put them in a pot and cook the soup, add some salt and start the meal.
I nibbled on the brown bread little by little.
The bran inside took a long time to chew, and when I swallowed it, it felt like swallowing sawdust.
People who have never eaten whole grains will not understand that stick noodle steamed buns are not like those in restaurants.
They are fine and milky, but very thick.
Brown bread is probably the most unpalatable of all whole grains.
But you have to look at a thing from both sides.
There are bad things and good things.
Let alone comforting yourself by saying it is pure and natural.
The best thing about eating black bread is that it can kill time.
"The meat is ready."
Sneijder carefully cut the meat with a knife, but even after several cuts, it was not cut.
When he looked at the meat and saw no deep marks on it, he smiled bitterly: "It's so hard."
"It's an old donkey that's more than ten years old.
It's all skin and bones.
It's strange that the meat isn't tough."
Rudolf gnawed on the bread and said, "I forgot to tell you.
If it's fresh, you should pound the meat first."
Once the meat is dry, there is no need to pound it, it will be hard anyway.
"Then what should we do now?"
Sneijder looked at the roasted meat on the branch and tried to bite it with his teeth.
After several bites, he bit off a small piece and chewed it in his mouth: "Well, it's so hard, almost like It’s chewing rubber.”
Rudolf suggested: "Put it in water and boil it, then cut it into small dices with a knife.
The most important thing is that you don't have a meat grinder, otherwise you will eat meat sauce."
"Is it still crispy after cooking?
I'll give it a try."
Cheng Qianxun walked over, took a skewer, and bit off a piece.
This is the hardest meat I have ever eaten, just like eating beef tendon.
She chewed hard: "Cut it into small pieces and give each person a portion.
It is a bit hard, but it is very fragrant and chewy."
Maria got a piece and bit it off hard, frowning as she chewed: "Why did you buy such terrible meat?"
"It's not a purchase, it's a gift."
Rudolf didn't even bother to look at it: "It's a full twenty kilograms of meat.
If you can, you don't want it."
Everything given is good, not to mention the meat.
Sneijder comforted him: "It tastes good if you bite it slowly.
Let's pass the time at night."
Anyway, the night is long and there is plenty of time, so just bite it slowly.
Maria was speechless.
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It wasn't that she didn't want to say anything, but that she had to work hard to chew meat and had no time to speak.
Everyone took a piece of meat and ate it bit by bit.
Lying on the floor, eating meat, looking at the stars in the sky, it felt pretty good, although the meat was a bit hard.
Rudolph and Gordon came back.
This time they were unlucky and brought no prey, only some wild vegetables.
Chop the wild vegetables, put them in a pot and cook the soup, add some salt and start the meal.
I nibbled on the brown bread little by little.
The bran inside took a long time to chew, and when I swallowed it, it felt like swallowing sawdust.
People who have never eaten whole grains will not understand that stick noodle steamed buns are not like those in restaurants.
They are fine and milky, but very thick.
Brown bread is probably the most unpalatable of all whole grains.
But you have to look at a thing from both sides.
There are bad things and good things.
Let alone comforting yourself by saying that it is pure and natural.
The best thing about eating black bread is that you can pass the time.
"The meat is ready."
Sneijder carefully cut the meat with a knife, but even after several cuts, it was not cut.
When he looked at the meat and saw no deep marks on it, he smiled bitterly: "It's so hard."
"It's an old donkey that's more than ten years old.
It's all skin and bones.
It's strange that the meat isn't tough."
Rudolf gnawed on the bread and said, "I forgot to tell you.
If it's fresh, you should pound the meat first."
Once the meat is dry, there is no need to pound it, it will be hard anyway.
"Then what should we do now?"
Sneijder looked at the roasted meat on the branch and tried to bite it with his teeth.
After several bites, he bit off a small piece and chewed it in his mouth: "Well, it's so hard, almost like It’s chewing rubber.”
Rudolf suggested: "Put it in water and boil it, then cut it into small dices with a knife.
The most important thing is that you don't have a meat grinder, otherwise you will eat meat sauce."
"Is it still crispy after cooking?
I'll give it a try."
Cheng Qianxun walked over, took a skewer, and bit off a piece.
This is the hardest meat I have ever eaten, just like eating beef tendon.
She chewed hard: "Cut it into small pieces and give each person a portion.
It is a bit hard, but it is very fragrant and chewy."
Maria got a piece, bit off a piece hard, and frowned while chewing: "Why did you buy such terrible meat?"
"It's not a purchase, it's a gift."
Rudolf didn't even bother to look at it: "It's a full twenty kilograms of meat.
If you can, you don't want it."
Everything given is good, not to mention the meat.
Sneijder comforted him: "It tastes good if you bite it slowly.
Let's pass the time at night."
Anyway, the night is long and there is plenty of time, so just bite it slowly.
Maria was speechless.
It wasn't that she didn't want to say anything, but that she had to work hard to chew meat and had no time to speak.
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Everyone took a piece of meat and ate it bit by bit.
Lying on the floor, eating meat, looking at the stars in the sky, it felt pretty good, although the meat was a bit hard
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