my age of magic

Chapter 99
In the morning, the sun hides in the clouds and refuses to come out. The clouds are like a red-hot flame mountain, connecting together.On the dry wasteland, the north wind blew up the smoke-like grass ash. The young grass has been flying upwards in the past few days. Maybe it is because the weather is getting warmer, but it is a little dry, which makes the grass grow. Kind of like pine needles.

Katerina evenly poured the yellow rice porridge in the iron pan into four portions, and put a finger-thick, two-inch-long sauced beef strip on top of the rice porridge. This is our breakfast.Kurz and I tied up the tent and tied it firmly to the back of Yagui Beast. Qige stood in front of Yagui Beast and used the water gathering technique to fill a large wooden bucket with clear water. Yagui Beast bowed happily. The name is famous, put the big head into the wooden barrel, gulp down a bucket of clear water, and every three days we will put some salt into the drinking water of Yagui Beast.Everything is ready before departure. Whenever we gather in front of Katerina at this time, everyone is used to picking up their own tableware, drinking the delicious and sweet rice porridge in one go, and then throwing the sauced meat Put it into your mouth and savor the taste of the sauce in the meat, and continue on the road with a happy mood.

Regarding these golden millets, a few days ago, when we met a collection team composed of three tauren, we exchanged them with two magic scrolls of gathering fire for half a bag of golden millet.

In fact, that time was not considered an exchange, but when three simple and honest tauren were looking for magic herbs in the wilderness. Golden yellow millet.When we passed by at that time, we felt very strange. Why was there a big pot with water and rice in it, but there was no firewood in the stove under the pot? Waiting for someone to pick up some dry firewood to come back, and live happily with a pot of fragrant rice porridge.However, our group has already carefully observed everything around us. The three simple and honest tauren are scattered in the wilderness grassland, burying their heads in searching for traces of magic herbs. No one cares about firewood at all. Most of the fine leeks grow. Once this kind of grass dries up, it is difficult to leave any firewood that can be used as fuel.Seeing us riding Yagui beasts slowly approaching, the three tauren gathered together unhurriedly and greeted us warmly.

The tauren are the most popular in the wasteland. They are powerful individuals, but they are extremely peace-loving.I prefer to exchange information with other hunters, because the tauren mainly collect magic herbs in the wilderness and do not know how to hunt, so other hunters also prefer to communicate with the tauren. Over time, the tauren has developed a hospitable character.

This kind of wild millet is common in the wasteland, but because it is notoriously difficult to collect, orcs generally don't eat it.Only tauren who are careful and like to eat plant seeds will collect these wild millets in the wasteland, and if they accumulate a lot, they will have a delicious meal.When we stopped in front of the temporary camp of the three tauren, we jumped off the Yagui beast and watched these tauren trotting towards us. The heavy steps of their huge bodies seemed to make the ground tremble.

"Hey! Distinguished guests, where are you calling from?"

"Yemen Town in the north, we are travelers from there, what should I call you?" I am very familiar with these polite greetings, sometimes it is me, but most of the time it is Kurz who stands out to communicate with them.Qige and Katerina never spoke at this time, because there is a superstitious saying in the wild safari team that women will dispel the blessings of the beast gods.

First, we will report our family background, and then we will selectively tell what we can see on the road in the future, and communicate with each other.

For example, we told the location of the saltwater pond, saying that there was a large area of ​​silver-leaf grass there. The three tauren showed joy in the eyes of this information, but after we told the situation of the group of hyenas, they said With some worries.They also told us that if we go further southwest, we will enter the ecological circle of the magic emperor grass, because the climate conditions and soil here are very suitable for the growth of the magic emperor grass, but if we want to meet an adult magic emperor grass, then Some good luck is needed, and after they finish speaking, they will wink at Qiger and Katerina kindly, and then comfort us by saying: don’t care about temporary gains and losses, everything must look far ahead.

This is an ancient orc slang, very awkward and difficult to understand, but there is someone like me in the team, who usually hides on the back of the caravan's Thunder Rhino and fumbles for the ancient parchment scrolls of Old Kuru all day long. Almost half of the words above are written in the ancient orc language, so I happened to have heard of this ancient orc slang.

In this way, we chatted very happily, and the tauren also told us that the deep wasteland is not peaceful, although the large gray dwarf bandits were driven into the underground world of the southern mountains by the orc alliance last year, But other bandits appeared in the wilderness. They usually lived by hunting and gathering. Only when they met the weak would they lift the veil on their heads and become a group of wilderness bandits, robbing everything. Duergar are more cruel.When the tauren talked about these robbers, he seemed very angry. It seemed that some of their compatriots must have suffered this disaster, but another tauren lamented that maybe it was because of the famine, and it would improve when the days got better. Yes, after all, who has a good life and would risk his life to be a robber?
Chatting will also make your mouth dry. At this time, the enthusiastic tauren will take out a clean wooden cup, scoop out half a cup of raw rice and half a cup of water from the raw rice pot, and 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 around here, and we have not been able to pick up dried cow dung for several days, but these millets are easy to digest, these rice have already After soaking for most of the day, it is ready to eat!

... We were speechless for a while. It turned out that the inability to make fire in the wasteland has become an extremely common problem, and some orcs have begun to use various methods to deal with this problem. Werewolves prefer to carry raw meat, but these tauren are Eat some grains such as millet that are easy to absorb, first soak in water for a period of time, and then drink it together with the soup.

How can we drink this kind of raw rice soup? Kurtz and I looked at each other, took the cup of raw rice soup and poured it back into the cauldron. Under the puzzled eyes of the tauren, Kurtz took out a palm-sized magic potion from his pocket. The scroll, with a flick of the wind, pulled away the rope made of Mala japonica, red flames erupted from the scroll, Kurz also threw the scroll under the stove, and then we all opened our mouths together with the three tauren , Waiting for the fragrant rice porridge to be cooked.

"This... this... actually uses such a precious magic scroll to cook porridge?"

The tauren's values ​​have obviously been subverted by us, they looked at us as if they were looking at orc nobles, yes!In such a poor spring, a group of young people walked on the wasteland, but they brought magic scrolls to cook food. Is there anything more prodigal than this?In contrast, those orc nobles hiding in the tribe exchanged magic metals and precious magic herbs for human luxuries, which is not a big deal at all, after all, what they got back was equivalent things , and didn't waste a precious magic scroll by the way like we did.

"Hahaha, this is a magic scroll for daily necessities. This is the formula that my shaman teacher found in a handbook recently. Look, how soft the magic flames are on such a small magic scroll. The scrolls can only be used to cook something or light it up for heating when it’s cold at night.” Kurtz began to instill our new ideas in these tauren, so he said this.

For the latest definition of such a fire-focusing magic scroll, only when the orc hunters in the wasteland truly realize the benefits and convenience of these fire-focusing magic scrolls, and find that they are still very cheap, will they have the desire to buy them in their hearts. The purpose of 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 it? What about the magic scroll?
After this scroll is made, I still hope to be able to sell it in the end. It doesn’t matter if it’s cheaper at the beginning, otherwise everyone will have a solution to solve the problem of only eating raw things in the wasteland, so where will our scrolls be sold? ?
The kind tauren who was defending the robbers in 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 seems that this pot of porridge can be cooked. , I’m really looking forward to it! I haven’t eaten cooked food for almost half a month, and now my mouth is full of nasty sweet potato flavor.”

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So, there are surprises everywhere in life, for us, a defective magic scroll is nothing.And even if it is not used, within half a month in the future, the magic power on this scroll will be slowly lost due to the incomplete magic circle.But for these tauren, this scroll means that in the next half month, they will have at least a sip of hot porridge almost every day. Only the collectors who have been walking on the wasteland for a long time will know better Realize how invaluable this is.

When we were a little embarrassed to offer to exchange a intact magic scroll for their only small pocket of golden millet, we were a little guilty at this time, because these millets were widely circulated among the orc nobles and were called It is soft gold.Its value is definitely higher than a fire-focus magic scroll, but we have to make some value positioning for the magic scroll, so we proposed an exchange.

The tauren were obviously stunned by our proposal. This group of friends looked at each other stupidly, and then confirmed that what they heard was correct. We really wanted to exchange a scroll for a bag of millet, so we hurriedly Nodding in agreement, we simply told them how to use the scrolls correctly.At the time of parting, the simple and honest Tauren quickly put away the magic scroll under the pot earlier, tied it with Malian grass and handed it to me.I sat on the back of Yagui Beast and smiled. 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 accept it." A little respect from us!"

(End of this chapter)