my age of magic

Chapter 1059 161. Alcohol Only Alive
Hundreds of female slaves got off the magic caravan one after another, and they were asked to line up in a long line on the side of the road. They were covered with extremely simple pieces of linen, and around their necks were wearing slave collars made of shining magic red copper. The collars marked The origin of the slave, but has not had time to change the master's name.

Little Ella has been appeasing the emotions of these half-orc female slaves, and these female slaves have been very quiet.

Betty divided the [-] slaves into [-] groups, each group elected a temporary captain, and these captains temporarily managed the half-orc female slaves.

Thirty or so dwarf slaves sat together, looking a little out of place with the more than 600 half-orc female slaves.

The eyes of those dwarf female slaves were full of worry, sitting around the four old dwarf slaves, they sat quietly on the stone slab by the roadside, looked at each of us carefully, and silently observed the surrounding environment .Several short-legged and thick-waisted dwarf female slaves even picked up some wood on the construction site, and while they were resting, they stretched out four stretchers and placed several old dwarf slaves on them.

Betty led the slaves into this unfinished workshop, passed through the tall arches supported by wooden frames, and walked into the quiet and gloomy courtyard, where the canopy of several tylo trees planted in the courtyard was almost full. They are all covered, and the yard is paved with bluestone slabs. Although some of the bluestone slabs have been broken, and a few green grasses have been drilled from the cracks in the stones, you can vaguely see the busy scene here in the past.

Two canopies had been erected in the courtyard, filled with wooden shelves filled with cheap, unbleached linen that looked like gray walls.

Aliya stood beside the awning, reached out and touched the linen on the shelf, and said to me: "It used to be a linen weaving workshop. After the Plane War, the supply of flax raw materials was interrupted, which became the last straw that broke the camel's back, and the workshop was forced to close down."

I asked Aliya: "Are there many workshops that collapsed due to the war of planes in the imperial capital?"

Aliya gently stroked the hair hanging down her ears, and said: "If you have time to stroll around the Seventh Street during the day, you will know how depressed this place is, almost Nearly half of the workshops are closed. The oil press workshop just across the street from ours has dismissed three batches of workers in the last half month, not because the olives from the Luoqi plane cannot be supplied."

I sighed and said: "It seems that the impact of the war of planes on the imperial capital is still quite large. But fortunately, the prices of goods in the imperial capital are still stable."

Aliya pursed her sexy lips and said to me: "You stay in the magic academy all day, where do you pay attention to these things, food, meat, cloth, leather, steel, gold and silverware, magic herbs are all crazy It is rising, only the exchange rate between magic spar and gold coins has been falling, and it has fallen to one to seven in the past few days. If there is another good news from the Kenda plane, I am afraid that the magic spar will continue to depreciate."

I was surprised and said, "Is the situation in the imperial capital like this?"

Alicia glanced at me, but said nothing.

"Your linen, too?" I asked Arya, pointing to the mountains of linen on the shelves.

"That's right, what? Want to make some coarse linen clothes for your slaves?" Aliya asked me with a smile, her gaze fell on the group of half-orc female slaves in scantily clad clothes.

"kindness!"

"Do you want me to help you find a tailor to process these fabrics into clothes?" She asked again with a smile.

I said to her, "Of course it would be better that way."

She patted the linens on these shelves, and with a sly smile on her face, she said to me: "It's all for you, but you have to figure out a way to get them out of the imperial capital."

I stood under the tree and said to Alicia, "Yes! That's a deal."

These half-orc female slaves were sitting on the ground in the courtyard. There was a well under a huge Taro tree in the center of the courtyard. The rocks around the well had been ground without any edges and corners. Several half-orc female slaves were fetching water by the well.

A large cauldron was set up next to the well, and a magical scroll of Focusfire had already been placed under it. Two half-orc female slaves filled the cauldron with water, and a large wooden box was placed on the slate floor beside it, filled with square bricks of dried meat floss wrapped in oiled paper. And butter cubes, as long as these meat floss and butter are thrown into the boiling water pot, it will immediately become a big pot of thick soup.

Before the water boiled, Nick and Brennan returned with the magic caravan carrying the breadsticks from the bakery. This kind of breadsticks in the bakery is the daily food of the civilians in the seventh block. The stick is about one meter long and as thick as an adult's arm. The whole breadstick looks very hard, giving people the feeling that holding it can kill people.

Each bread stick is carefully baked in the bakery, full of the smell of toasted wheat flour, the shell looks very hard, as long as you cut the hard shell with a knife, the bread inside is abnormally soft. In the district, a family of three usually can eat such a breadstick every day.

Nick drove back with a car full of these breadsticks, followed by a bakery magic caravan, which was also full of breadsticks.

Nick and Brennan walked into the courtyard with a bundle of breadsticks each, and said to me with a smile, "Boss, the bread is back!"

Brennan approached Aliya to invite credit, and said excitedly to her: "We bought out the breadsticks in two bakeries, and now those two bakeries are rushing to make breadsticks for tomorrow morning."

With a faint smile on her face, Alia said to Nick and Brennan: "You two have worked hard!" '

Afterwards, Aliya ordered Betty to lead the half-orc female slaves to divide the breadsticks.

As Mrs. Aliya's personal maid, Betty is the most powerful assistant beside Mrs. Aliya. She can take out two gold coins and two silver coins from the money bag and hand them to Nick almost without Mrs. Aliya's instructions. Before Nick had time to refuse, the yellow-orange gold coins and white shiny silver coins had already been stuffed into the palm of his hand.

Afterwards, Betty twisted her slender waist and led a group of half-orc slaves to remove all the breadsticks from the magic caravan, and piled them up next to the big iron pot, forming a large pile.

The boiling water in the big iron pot has come to a boil. Meat floss and butter are not something for slaves to eat in the imperial capital. The half-orc female slave who is in charge of cooking the soup does not know how to tear the oil paper package, thinking that this way the butter bricks will be eaten directly. Just throw it into the soup pot. Fortunately, Katerina saw it, and hurried over to unpack the oil paper package, and threw two pieces of butter into the soup pot. A thick layer of butter immediately floated in the soup pot. The smell of mutton in the oil was released all of a sudden, filling the yard with the smell of broth.

Seeing Katerina throw whole bricks of meat floss into the soup pot, Nick was surprised to find that these are actually meat floss from the Pai Plateau, and asked me with big eyes in disbelief: " Boss, you actually took out the meat floss from the Pai Plateau and gave these slaves broth?"

"These meat floss were originally dry food prepared by the tribal orcs for hunting in the wilderness. It was only in the Grimm Empire that this thing became an imported product and something that was not commonly seen on people's dining tables, so they were considered by the people of the imperial capital. This is a dining table. It’s a delicacy on the table.” I took out another piece of meat floss brick from my magic pocket, weighed it in my hand, and said with emotion.

Suddenly, the tide of memory poured into the sea of ​​spirit, and in the golden sea in my mind, countless beautiful pictures on the Pai Plateau emerged.

While lamenting the passing of time, he said to Nick: "The original purpose of these meat floss bricks was to replace those unpalatable raw meat jerky. Oh, by the way, have you ever tasted raw meat jerky?"

Both Nick and Brennan shook their heads blankly and said: No.

I casually picked up a dry branch under the Taro tree, broke off a section with all my strength, bit the dry branch with my teeth, and then pointed to the dry branch and said to the two of them: "That taste Just like this dry branch, if you have good teeth, you can't bite at all, and the dried raw meat will become tasteless and taste like chewing wax."

The honest Nick also followed my example, put a piece of dry branch in his mouth and bit it, frowning and spit out the wood dregs in his mouth.

Brennan, who was next to me, set his eyes on the floss brick in my hand, and was a little distracted, not knowing what he was thinking at the moment.

The strong fragrance wafted in the courtyard, and the half-orc slaves who were sitting and resting in the courtyard were staring at the big iron pot. These half-orc slaves only drank a little sweet potato porridge at noon. Time, it is estimated that the stomach has already become empty. Seeing such a big pot of broth, I can't help but start to swallow my saliva.

The owner of the workshop left in a hurry, leaving not only so much linen, but also a large number of wooden bowls in the cafeteria. Betty took the half-orc female slaves to carry the wooden bowls out, and began to let the half-orc female slaves orderly The team went to the big iron pot to receive meals. First, each person was given a wooden bowl, and then half a breadstick.

Little Ella stood beside the pile of bread and kept explaining aloud in orc language: how to break bread sticks into wooden bowls, and then pour a large spoonful of thick broth on it so that it would be easy to eat. will be the tastiest.

After these half-orc female slaves received the breadsticks, how could they continue to endure, biting the breadsticks in a hurry, and swallowing the breadsticks as fast as possible, almost every half-orc female slave was stuffed in his mouth. After eating the bread, he went to the big iron pot to get a large spoonful of broth, and walked back to the original position while eating.

When it was the turn of the dwarven female slaves to receive the meal, the chaotic situation changed.

The four dwarf female slaves at the front brought the broth and bread to the four old dwarf slaves. The old dwarves were lying on the stretcher, but they just opened their eyes and looked at the broth, but did not ask for it. The meaning of drinking was so anxious that those dwarf female slaves had big tears falling from their eyes.

For these terminally ill old dwarves, once they couldn't eat and couldn't get enough nutrients from the food to sustain life, it meant that they were not too far away from death.

I walked towards the dwarven slaves, and Luka the tauren followed me every step of the way.

"Let me try!" I said, standing behind the dwarf slave girl.

Knowing that I was their new master, the dwarf slave girl gave me a respectful salute and stepped aside with concern on her face.

I sat cross-legged in front of these old dwarf slaves, looking at the hopeless look in their eyes, I could see that they had almost no desire to survive, I pondered for a while, and felt sorry for these old dwarves. The slave said: "If you die like this, it means that after I bought you back, I lost a lot of money without doing anything."

An old dwarf slave rolled his dead fish-like eyes weakly, but said nothing.

I skillfully stretched out my hand and drew the magic circle of 'Spa' in front of me, and the moment my fingers stopped, the spell was finished quickly.

'Crash! '

There was a crisp sound in the air, and a white magic glow fell on an old dwarf slave. The body of the old dwarf slave was moistened by the breath of water elements. The next moment, the breathing of the old dwarf slave became smoother. He was surprised. looking at me.

I said: "Don't always think about meeting the God of Craftsman. A real dwarf can live to be at least two hundred years old. You still look very young. It's just that you haven't drunk for a long time, and your body has lost its source of strength. Maybe you need Click this..."

I took out a bottle of golden cider and a wine glass from my magic pocket. When the golden golden cider was poured into the glass, I found that the old dwarves lying on the stretchers almost smelled the wine immediately. Xiang, they twitched their nostrils, opened their eyes and looked at me, their Adam's apple kept twitching.

I went on to say: "If you can still work for me in the future, I may promise you, provide you with some barley, and allow you to brew your own ale, but before that, you need to get well as soon as possible and prove to me your worth."

The old dwarf slave who had received a 'hydrotherapy' treatment struggled to sit up from the stretcher, and reached out tremblingly to pick up the wine glass in front of him, his eyes were filled with urgency and excitement. The cup continued to overflow into his hand, his eyes showed a trace of regret, but he couldn't wait to drink the fine wine in the cup to his stomach.

The old dwarf slave showed a taste of enjoyment on his face, and slowly spit out two words: "Good wine!"

I smiled and said to them: "You can only drink wine if you are alive!"

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After all, they did not agree to increase the supply of adamantine solution. With a hint of disappointment that could not be concealed, Nick and Brennan left the unfinished workshop.

After this dinner, it was almost midnight, and even the lights in the floating king city in the sky were gradually dimmed.

I asked Aliya and little Ella to go back to the rented house to rest. After Aliya left in the magic caravan, I returned to the courtyard and opened a portal under the Taylor tree by the well.

Not long after, Kalancuo came out from the portal with a group of orc warriors...

(End of this chapter)