Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

Hill couldn't help laughing: "My brewing skills are still very good, and I rarely fail. Do you want to buy some for those soldiers?"

Although he is a sheriff, Lynn doesn't need to charge forward by himself, he is mainly responsible for adding buffs.

The bard is also an algorithm class, and there shouldn't be any injuries on him.

As for his tavern, Lynn would never sell Elf wine casually, even if Hill's fruit wine could fill his warehouse, Lynn would not sell it casually.

Elf wine is not too precious for elves or even some half-elves, but it is something that cannot be eaten for those who cannot enter the forest of elves to pick fruits.

No elves have ever broken the rare illusion of elven wine.

That was a way for some commoner elves to make a living, and it was impossible for Hill to sell large amounts of elven wine just because he had enough fruit.

As for Lynn, he was even more unlikely to do that with the appearance of being so hospitable to his strangers.

Lynn knew very well why Hill had a hypocritical smirk. The elders of his family were the minority who were not born to make wine, but they liked to drink very much.

The reason why he opened this tavern is to compensate for years of grievances: can't I drink more if it doesn't produce it?

"These soldiers have worked harder." Lynn glanced at Hill. "They are all children from ordinary people. It is their best way to become a soldier in a small town. So the training is very hard. Many people can only Rely on sacrificing one's own talent and future promotion.

I am also of the Golden Elf bloodline. Since I was a child, I didn’t think Elf wine was a good thing. When I came out of the forest, I even brought only two bottles.

I just want to taste the wine outside.

However, up to now, I actually recalled occasionally and regretted not bringing a few more bottles. "

"Are you still in the training period?" Hill couldn't help but ask.

Otherwise, you can go back to the forest to find a few elders of the same clan to change.

However, if it is an elf or half-elf who has not completed the time or task of the experience, it is not allowed to go back.

In fact, it's not really impossible to go back, that is, once you go back, the experience task completely fails, and it is very likely that the desired name will not be inherited.

Although the names of the elves are very long and long, there are some names with titles that need to be recognized by the family before they can be added to their own names.

Lynn nodded with a bad face: "My task is time."

He didn't say how much time, but it must look very long. The half-elf's parent must be the kind of slacker elves who don't like staying around.

"How much do you want?" Hill asked with a smile, "I have to charge for the spirit wine. This is the rule. But according to the outside price, we will all be uncomfortable. It just so happens that I want to see the herbs and various herbs of the Silver Moon Alliance. Kind of functional plants, you can trade these!

There is no need for such precious herbs, there is no shortage in that kind of forest. "

Lynn nodded readily: "The deal. You give me a pot first. I have a subordinate who urgently needs this kind of body repairing thing."

Hill took out a silver jug ​​and handed it to Lynn, in exchange for a white eye: "You put wine in a sterling silver jug ​​for me?"

Hill can only be silent.

Lynn quickly understood: "Damn it, don't you even have a tin pot or a copper pot?"

He took out a small copper hip flask from his pocket, poured the wine'dongdongdong', and threw the silver hip flask back to Hill: "Go to the grocery store with me and buy something for normal people. .

I know that your mage has a high level and is not afraid of robbery, but outside the forest, a silver coin is very precious.

Giving away silver products casually will only make people think that you are a prodigal. "

Hill thought that Lynn swallowed back the big-headed, foolish fool.

He smiled and nodded: "Okay, I will try my best to look at the lives of ordinary people. You see, haven't you been very used to it?"

The golden elves, even civilians, should have become accustomed to using gold and silver decorations.

Hill felt that when Lynn looked at him, it looked like he was looking at himself many years ago.

"It's not the same at all, okay?" Lynn said with a sneer. "The things I use are inlaid with gold and silver, but there is not so much pureness!"

"But I'm a mage who can refine gold and silver by myself!" Hill retorted, "I can't lower the purity on purpose."

Lynn couldn't help rolling his eyes again.

But he also knew that, in fact, there was no shortage of gold and silver mines in the gold elves' territory, but the purity of the ore was low and needed to be refined by the wizard.

On the contrary, copper mines and tin mines are relatively small, and you need to buy finished products from other places, but the master has a few to ask for it.

Most elves are accustomed to buying copper products from outside, and then think of ways to decorate them with gold and silver wires.

For a self-sufficient mage like Hill, there is indeed no need to spend that money.

"Here." Lynn took Hill and stopped in front of a boutique store, not the grocery store that faced ordinary people.

"Although there are not many Querva people, there are still some level 9 or above professionals." He turned to look at Hill, "They make money easier, and of course they will buy something more refined.

If there is a demand, there will be profiteers. Although it is not a particularly good thing, you can also pick something that is eye-catching.

If you have something to socialize next time, remember to use these things. "

Hill looked at Lynn, who was standing at the door of someone else’s shop, and finally saw the majesty of his sheriff. After all, the shopkeeper was standing at the door at the moment but he could only listen with a smile.

Following Lynn walked in, Hill understood what he meant. The stuff here was only a few levels higher than the silly big black.

But it is still made of copper and tin, with dotted patterns at best.

In Salar, things that ordinary people can use, but in Faerun, can only be used by the highest level among low-level professionals.

He silently increased the value of gold and silver in this world a few more levels in his heart.

Hill bought some exquisite copper pots and tins for only a dozen silver coins.

When he paid the money, Lynn's emphatic tone made him understand that it is better to pay in silver coins instead of using 1 gold coin to top 10 silver coins.

After walking out of the store, Hill asked why.

"Gold coins have the highest value." Lynn said without hesitation. "Although you don't care about the difference, you can't help but know. Paying gold coins for everything will only make you take you.

You don’t want to be scolded as a fool for spending money, right? "

Hill listened to his resentful words and could only follow behind and nodded.

After sending Hill to the door, Lynn warned: "It's a bit messy recently, maybe it's winter, and some guys in the Nether Mountains are going to come down. I know you are not afraid of the dark ones, but ordinary people are afraid.

You are a stranger after all, try not to go out and cause trouble to come back. "

Hill nodded: "I saw a lot of recent books in the library, and I won't go out until I finish reading them."

"I'll let them pick some herbs along the way when they patrol. I'll come to you to exchange spirit wine in two days." Lynn smiled and said goodbye to Hill, and turned to the tavern.

Hill watched him leave before returning to the dimension space.

"Mister seems to like this half-elf very much." Martha, who was floating at the door to greet him home, couldn't help asking.

Aglea, who was squatting in the fountain and playing, also looked here curiously.

They can all feel that Hill is very friendly to Lynn.

"He reminds me of Uncle Adrian." Hill said with a smile.

Martha and Adrian had been in contact for a bit longer, and immediately nodded: "Indeed, it's very similar in terms of nagging."

Hill looked at Aglaia and turned to play in the water again, knowing that she missed the ocean.

But Hill knew that this clone used almost half of Aglaia's supernatural power.

If this clone dissipated in Faerun, it would be difficult for Aglaia to recover these divine powers before the Star Gate was rebuilt.

It may even lose half of it.

Hill wouldn't let this happen.

"Aglaia." Hill greeted softly, "Come and see this material."

"Huh?" Aglaia looked at the filaments in Hill's hand curiously, "This water thread has reached the demigod level? So many! Father Hill! This is your crystal flower parent. The material?"

"Yes." Sylvie said with a smile, "she gave me a lot. Should Aglaia learn to knit a long skirt for herself?"

"Huh?" Aglaia suddenly became energetic, "Yes! If I knit with my supernatural power, I can make a long skirt that changes shape according to my heart!

Father Hill, I have to think about how to weave it! "

"Martha knows women's dress well, and she is also very proficient in all kinds of weaving methods." Hill said with a smile, "you can ask her anytime."

"Dad Hill is going to retreat again?" Aglea's reaction was very keen.

"Yes." Hill said frankly, "I need to make a magic book that this world mage must have. It may take a while."

Aglaia quickly took over the long silk thread in Hill's hand: "Don't worry! Father Hill, this dress is enough for me to pass the time."

Hill nodded: "I'm just staying in the study, Aglaia can still find me directly."

Aglaia saw Hill take out a bunch of copper pots and tin cans to Martha, and couldn't help asking, "Is Father Hill going bankrupt? I have a lot of big pearls here."

"Don't worry~www.wuxiamtl.com~The world is made of gold and silver." Hill replied in a deep voice, "Lynn thinks I am too extravagant to use silver pots and silver bowls for all the visitors. In that case, the status is high. A little bit of guests will be uncomfortable."

"But, aren't all of those customers using crystal or jade products?" Aglaia couldn't help asking.

"The one between the two uses gold and silver?" Hill said hesitantly.

"Sir." Martha couldn't help sighing, "16th-level mage, it's good to be able to use gold products daily, usually silver products.

Don’t you want to hide your level? "

Hill looked at Martha, pulled off her long hair, and said helplessly: "Then Martha will take care of it yourself! I try not to use my own equipment in front of outsiders."

Hill went to make his magic book a little bit angrily. Why is Faerun so poor here?

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