"What do we want to buy?" Jonah raised his head and shouted.
The aloof blond man on the back of the tall unicorn is more eye-catching than the weird Ezman, but the powerless people and tenants around him deliberately avoid looking at Rose Knight. It is obvious that the image spokesperson of Pitchfork Team is quite good.
Deterrence.
Elliot leaned down and replied with his usual warm smile: "The original words of the head of the house were: 'Buy all the food for next week and buy some delicious food.' I guess he wants us to buy it.
Ten pounds of gopher meat, twenty pounds of potatoes, ten pounds of carrots, twenty pounds of cabbage, forty pounds of hard bread, twelve ounces of salt, half a pound of pepper, a whole block of rock cheese, and other fresh meats
and vegetables.”
"Then we will be responsible for the fresh stuff, and you will be responsible for the rest." Sibi chuckled and took out two silver coins from Elliot's bag. Layona got into the crowd and left the heavy-duty task to the helpless Rose Knight.
After stumbling and stepping on many people's feet, the two came to the southwest area of the market, the seasonal fresh ingredients trading area. Jonah found that the little grasshopper was still clutching his hand, a little embarrassed, but reluctant to pull it away.
There are about forty stalls made of stones and wooden boards scattered around. There are not many customers here. Obviously, compared to hard bread and black gold gopher jerky, the price-performance ratio of expensive fresh ingredients is too low.
After paying next month's rent, Toba still had some money left in his hand. The Bazeral farmer threw all the money to the buyer based on his simple survival concept - people who know how to survive will never treat their stomach badly.
Xibi didn't care about the greedy looks of others, tossing the two silver coins like toys and looking around.
"Hey, look what that is?" She excitedly pinched Jonah's chin and turned the astrologer's apprentice's deformed face to the right. "Triple worm, brother! It's the first time I've seen a live terrestrial worm here.
Woolen cloth!"
Jonah breathed hard and glanced at the skewed stall with a huge pottery pot on it. In half of the pot of clear water, there were densely packed unknown fat worms with red flesh and gold threads that were half an foot long.
He coughed and broke away from the clutches of the little grasshopper and took a step back: "What is this?"
"Specialty of the Bazeral Mountains, young master." The stall owner is a dark little man with a big head on his thin neck and a dirty four-cornered hat on his head. He is trying his best to smile and show a charming smile.
Black teeth: "Three-worms that grow in the streams in the eastern mountainous area of Bazeral and survive by sucking the blood of fish are the most proud specialty of our hometown, Master! It is absolutely delicious, Master!"
"Is this thing... edible?" Jonah cautiously moved closer. The "Geographic Survey of the Western Continent" mentioned some strange creatures, but it did not include this disgusting insect that was said to be edible.
"What's the price? I've been eating food since I was a kid, so don't fool me." Xibi opened his mouth with a thick Bazelar accent.
Jonah knew that Little Grasshopper was from the mountains, but his frighteningly standard mainland lingua franca kept him from remembering the fact that she and Uncle Toba, who had a strong accent, were fellow villagers.
"Miss, for the sake of my fellow villagers, I'll give you 20 copper coins for each bar. Of course, I'll also charge you the equivalent, along with Mr. W's price. I promise to pick the fattest one for you!" The stall owner took out a branch and asked diligently.
When the liquid in the clay pot was stirred, the three-worms jumped vigorously and almost jumped out of the water. Jonah felt nauseous.
"What the hell! It's ridiculously expensive! Give me thirty silver coins, or else you'll turn around and leave." Sibi grabbed Jonah's sleeve and made a gesture to leave.
"No, Miss, now the Zavi people have invaded the royal city, and all trade routes are closed. I risked my life to bring these bugs out of the mountainous area. There are only so many left. I hope to sell some money to stay in an A-class guest room for a month."
Come back, miss!" the stall owner begged.
"Let's go. That's nonsense." Xibi angrily pulled Yona and turned around to leave.
The stall owner screamed from behind: "Master! Twenty coppers is really not expensive! It's the money to buy my life! The minimum is eighteen coppers! Fifteen! The minimum is fifteen, it can't be any lower!"
"Uh, I said..." Yona looked back, then turned to look at Xibi, wanting to say something, but he couldn't resist the brute force of the little grasshopper, and was dragged away from the scene by Xibi without looking back.
After turning a corner, the stall selling disgusting meat worms was no longer in sight. Xibi narrowed his eyes and smiled at Yona: "You don't know how to bargain, do you? Let's wait here for two minutes and make sure he packs up the three worms and sends them away.
come over."
"Ah? Um...he sold one silver coin for five pieces, and your purchase price was thirty pieces for one silver coin. Isn't that too far off?" Jonah scratched his head.
"It's been said that tricholine worms are a specialty of mountainous areas. People outside don't recognize them at all, and they don't know how to eat them. This kind of delicacy has little market in the south. We may be the first buyer to inquire about the price this afternoon. How about he
Selling is crazy." Xibi chuckled and tucked his wheat-colored hair, which was scattered due to crowding, into the silver band around his neck.
Before Jonah could comment, a dark mountain man appeared in front of him, holding a small clay pot filled with water and bowing dejectedly: "Master, Miss, thirty three-line worms, all of them are fat."
Yona took the pottery pot in astonishment, and Sibi took out the silver coins with a smile and flicked one out.
The stall owner caught the silver coin, looked at it carefully, put it in his mouth, took a bite, and said hesitantly: "This is an Ebenezer silver coin. It contains tin. It cannot be considered a full amount, miss. You can give me a Saint Bo's coin instead."
Is Lun silver coin good..."
"Okay, we won't buy it." The little grasshopper gestured with his chin to Jonah to return the clay pot.
The stall owner immediately stood at attention and saluted: "Thank you, young master! I will patronize you next time!" After saying that, he disappeared into the crowd.
After being stunned for a long time, Jonah raised his thumb with his right hand holding the pot: "Master."
"Thank you~" Xibi responded with a pretentious court squatting ceremony.
That afternoon, in addition to the energetic and squirming meat worms, they also bought two green melons, a large piece of fresh venison, and a few small fish for stew.
The small fish come from a small lake not far from here. Although the other side of the Holy River is rich in various large fish, the year-round struggle with the rapid river water has made the muscles of these fish strong and chewy. The large amount of fat produced to keep out the cold also makes the taste better.
Softening, the western continent has been rumored to be delicious for river fish for many years, but the Colombo tribe who lives along the river on the north bank of the river prohibits anyone from polluting the river water in any form. Even water is only allowed to be obtained indirectly by digging pits and seeping water. Fishing is definitely the biggest
taboos.
The Western Continent cannot enjoy the river fish of the Holy River, but the Southern Continent is different. Residents on the south bank of the Holy River have no taboos about eating fish, drinking water and boating. They take a ferry to the south to eat fish. This is a fashionable outing for the nobles of the Western Continent in peacetime.
I squeezed back to the center of the market with my things in my arms, and at a glance I saw Elliot standing out from the crowd. The unicorn was covered in bulging bags, obviously the result of purchasing.
Rosenkavalier was leaning down to talk to someone. Jonah and Sibi came closer and found that the nearby customers consciously formed a circle, leaving a space of twenty feet square for the two people talking.
With a clatter, the melon and venison in Sibi's hands fell to the ground. The melon rolled out and was lightly stepped on by a booted foot.
The man opposite Elliot bent down to pick up the melon, tossed it twice in his hand, and smiled: "This is Zavi's golden melon. It's very sweet. I didn't expect that you can buy the invaders' specialties here. It's a bit ironic."
.A bit sad, isn’t it? Sibi.”
Yona turned to look at the people around him. Xibi lowered his head slightly and stared at the man with cold eyes: "Don't disturb us."
"Miss Sibi, I didn't mean to..." Rose Knight looked a little embarrassed and spread his hands to explain, but Sibi stopped his statement with a shut-up gesture.
The girl in green tied her hair carefully, stepped on the ground, raised her left wrist, "Xi...Sister, you..." In response to Yona's surprised inquiry, the silver snake on the white wrist moved, and the snake's mouth bit the girl's wrist.
A trace of blood flowed out from his veins, and quickly penetrated into the snake bracelet. A flash of silver light dazzled people's eyes, and the huge bow with flowing silver light and a deadly sharp aura appeared in Xibi's hand.
The onlookers backed away in horror, and the noisy market quickly fell silent. The little grasshopper stared at the man with his green eyes, whose pupils shrank into a thin line, and said in a low voice: "You leave, or there will be a war."
Jonah was at a loss as he held the clay pot.
The man was short in stature, wearing muddy calfskin boots, a green cloak over a white linen shirt, and a large-brimmed hat. Under the brim, his gray curly hair covered his eyebrows, revealing a pair of indifferent brown eyes.
"Don't be like this, Sibi." He sighed and took off his hat.
"Don't do this, Mr. W." Xibi stared at him, slowly drew his bow, and a long arrow filled with light condensed in the air.