"Ha~~~" Early in the morning, Berg sat up from the bed, stretched, and got out of bed to go downstairs to get something to eat.
As soon as I arrived downstairs, I saw the painter sitting in front of the bar on the first floor, eating a piece of meat in his hand.
Berg walked over, sat in front of the bar, and said, "I thought you left."
As Borg was talking, the boss came over and asked, "What do the guests need?"
"One plate each of bread and meat," Borg responded to the boss, and then looked at the painter who had not yet replied to him.
The painter turned to look at Berg and said, "Where can I go? I'm not leaving. I'm following you. Where is your elder brother? I want to ask him if he can take me with him."
"Haha..." Borg looked at the painter as if he were watching a joke and said: "You want to follow big brother, hehe... You are the only painter. What big brother will do in the future will require people with force, not
Just being able to paint is enough, not to mention that in the past two months, my eldest brother has used me to test medicine. You have also seen his behavior. Many times, it is not acceptable to ordinary people.
, I... to put it bluntly, I was a slave before, and I don't care about this kind of thing. But if the elder brother asks you to do something dangerous, can you do it for him? The road that the elder brother wants to take is not a smooth one.
Lu, if you want to follow Big Brother, let me tell you the truth, you won’t just follow him casually, but you will have to be loyal to Big Brother, so I think you may not be suitable.”
"You look down on me," the painter said displeasedly: "Don't look down on me. I am a painter now. If you want me to join the martial arts, I will just change at the drop of a hat. Don't look down on me."
"It's yours, guest." The boss put the food in front of Borg and took the money from Borg. The boss smiled and went back to his own business.
"It's easy for you to say that," Borg reminded: "Didn't I tell you before that you have earned more than 50 gold from us, and it is perfectly fine to open a small shop. Your painting talent can still be developed.
Maybe the business will be good and your life will be pretty good."
"You think I'm stupid?" the painter said directly: "In this era, painters can't make much money. The most popular thing in this era is the development of military force. However, there is another thing that will soon become popular. That is what your elder brother wants to do.
The era of pharmacopoeia to be created, or the era of medicines he refined, Borg...
As long as there is a fight with people, people and monsters, there will always be injuries, but who can treat them? No... no one knows how to treat bleeding wounds, or internal injuries caused by force impacts, even in the middle of a fight with monsters.
, the poison of monsters, no one is looking for a cure answer, or in other words
No one dares to look for it. If you are unlucky, you will be poisoned by poisonous plants at any time, and no one knows what kind of plant is the detoxifier. Now your eldest brother has created a pharmacopoeia, and he has also refined a potion.
It’s just the antidote. I don’t know what other medicines he will refine one day. This thing... is very important to the profession.
The army between people and city-states can be used by everyone, Borg..." The painter grinned, patted Borg on the shoulder, and continued: "I am hugging your big brother's thigh. I want a good life.
, who doesn’t know that it takes a lot to follow your brother, my loyalty was already prepared last night. "
After listening to the artist's words, Perog seemed to be a little bit enlightened, and when he was bright, he said to the painter: "High ... I was used by my elder brother to test the medicine every day, but I didn’t think of this."
"Hey ..." The painter humbled: "Don't praise me, your elder brother's pharmacopoeia book is not done by me, the benefits in it, you will naturally realize some."
"The painter hasn't left yet." Hawkin's voice came, and he came over.
"Hey ... you got up." Berg turned his head and said to Hawkin Lusi: "Tell you one thing, the artist ... no anymore."
"Don't you go?" Hawking Lusi said inexplicably: "Want to continue living in the tavern?"
"Hey ~ you think wrong" Perge explained: "The artist intends to follow the elder brother and go on the road with us."
"Really?" Hawkin Ru Si felt incredible, what idea made the artist want to follow the emperor.
"Real" the artist laughed, "Please take care of you in the future."
"Good is good" Hawkin Ru Si sat on the chair, but his expression seemed to be thinking about "but you have to agree with Wang, if the king disagrees, then it will not work."
"Hey ... too," Pogg looked at the artist.
"The boss gave me a plate of meat." Hawking Ruis shouted to the boss, and then told the artist again: "After a while, the elder brother comes down, you ask him to think."
"Um" painter responded, and he could only wait for the emperor downstairs.
Several people ate breakfast and chatted casually. After about half an hour, the tavern ushered in the first guest. The boss looked excitedly.
Early, I didn't see it, what I needed, I will give you it. "
"Give me a cup of bubbles." The emperor said casually and went to Pogg.
When Bog saw the emperor, he wanted to tell the painter's affairs. When he saw the emperor coming, he said, "Big brother ... I thought you were resting upstairs. How did you come back from the outside?
Did you not say this first, the elder brother ... the painter and me said, he intends to follow the elder brother, and will give you loyalty in the future. "
After listening to Bog's words, the emperor turned his head to look at the artist, and said in his mouth, "I said, why are you still here, be a painter, what to do with me?"
The artist hurriedly got off the seat, standing in front of the emperor, nodded slightly, and saluted: "The life of a person may not only have a dream. I can still do it, but your pills should not be completed. If you encounter a new one in the future
Medicinal materials, I want to continue writing your pharmacopoeia books for you, I hope you will let me continue to do this for you. "
The corner of the mouth of the emperor raised slightly, "You are an excuse."
The artist also laughed at the corner of his mouth and said, "I admit that I have some selfishness, what kind of way to do with who I have, and I don't want my life, just be a small painter, from Wen Congwu, you said in a word, I am, I am, I am, I am, I am, I am, I am, I am, I am, I am, I am, I am, I am, I am, me
If you do it, you are assured of your loyalty ... I'm ready to prepare. "
"From the Wen Congwu" Emperor's mouth, said, "I don't need a literati, but I can have some talents in paper and pen, but it is not considered a good thing. What is your name?"
Listening to the emperor asked like this, most of them should be agreed. The artist said excitedly: "Gealu, my name is Galu, you are willing to let me follow you?"
"Is it?" The emperor said faintly: "In the future, see your person's character and loyalty to me, and then decide whether it is always with me. You follow Bog and let him teach you some fist movements.
I have learned with me for a while and teach you more than enough. "
"Ah ~~~" Garu looked at Pogh happily and "became" and then asked to the emperor: "Then what do I think you want to call you? Because they are not the same as you, I don’t know if it should be
Call your elder brother? Or king? "
The emperor looked at Boger, and then said to Garu: "Calling the king, this is also a matter sooner or later."
"Um" Gulu nodded and shouted: "Wang ... Hehe ... Follow you in the future, I will not be alone."
"Big Brother" Borg scratched his back and asked, "Would you like to change your mouth to call you king?"
"I don't need to need it yet," the emperor said: "When I will change your mouth in the future, I will let you change it."
"Good Big Brother" Bog's response.
The emperor walked towards the second floor, and said in his mouth: "Pogg ... and go upstairs with me, I will try to try the all -around pharmaceutical that I have made."