A heartwarming daily life farming novel, occasionally also a passionate epic.
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"Juice will be fine." Loran Hill was still not good at drinking.
"Me too." Katie leaned on the table and raised her hand. She was wearing the same white dress as Loran Hill, and even her hairstyle was the same, except that the headband behind her head was light red, while Loran Hill's was blue.
"Okay, two glasses of cranberry juice, with ice, light." The waiter wrote it down in the notebook.
"I'll have a glass of juice too." The others then stated their preferences one by one.
"What kind of wines are there?" Aliena revealed her preference.
"We have all kinds of wines, pineapple from the southern islands, and snow wine from the north. Speaking of specialties, we recently got a batch of Cointreau from the west."
"Cointreau, I remember this was once the specialty of the Nissus Chamber of Commerce." Loran Hill asked tentatively.
"This young lady is truly knowledgeable. It's true that most of the alcohol here used to be supplied by the Nisos Chamber of Commerce. Unfortunately, a few years ago, the Nisos Chamber of Commerce collapsed amidst civil unrest, and its various branches subsequently became independent. These Cointreau bottles are said to be supplied by the Carites Chamber of Commerce. They absorbed the former Nisos family's personnel and distillery, and thus acquired this recipe."
"I see."
Loran Hill nodded slightly. It seemed that it was made by the people in the Chamber of Commerce after he left. It was not surprising when he thought about it carefully. The Carites Chamber of Commerce had many citrus plantations, which were very suitable for brewing Cointreau. The extra oranges that could not be sold could be used for brewing.
Besides, the headquarters of the Nisos family is in Hopeland, and those people are not going to leave, so there is no reason not to take advantage of this opportunity to recruit them. However, I don't know how these people are treated now, and whether the managers of the chambers of commerce are following the rules I set.
The dramatic changes that happened back then are still vivid in my mind. What the boy experienced under the moonlight was not an isolated case. I hope everything can get better.
It's time to go back and take a look, but we have to wait until this holiday mission is over.
After ordering the dishes, the girls sat on the chairs and waited. The street outside the glass window slowly sank into the night and the street lights came on.
These street lamps are shaped like small pavilions. The outer shell is probably made of iron, but it is painted. There is a five-petal black top and five pieces of slightly thicker glass below, with a base in the middle and a shining gem in the middle of the base.
The gemstone lamps required magic to light, and these lights were powered by several patrol officers. They wore black uniforms with blue trim. As they passed each streetlight, they opened the lampshade to charge it, then locked it shut before moving on to the next one. These individuals were generally around Sequence 2, and judging by their proficiency, they must have been doing this for a long time.
"Is Loran very curious about this?" asked Lettice from the side. She saw Loran Hill observing these people very seriously.
"Yes." The girl was indeed curious, she thought to herself. She didn't expect the street lights here to look like this.
"This place is different from school. There are no automatic charging switches or magic crystals, so we can only light up the street lights this way. But the advantage is that the cost is slightly lower. A medium-sized city only needs 20-30 Sequence 2 transcendents." Lettice explained.
"Actually, Luerna used to be like this too, but later on, the magic crystal technology matured and it no longer had to be so troublesome."
"That's pretty good." Thinking back to the previous Hopeland, most of the lights were lit with fuel. Only the main roads had street lights, or when there were events such as festivals, most of the streets would be lit.
"Wow, the crabs are coming."
After waiting for a long time, dinner was finally served. The first thing that came was a big crab that was more than one meter wide. It had a red gradient shell and lay quietly on the plate, emitting bursts of heat. It was surrounded by a circle of green side dishes. The aroma of the seasoning was fully released after frying, mixed with a faint scent of rosemary.
The two waiters distributed tableware to the young ladies, and then asked if they needed help cutting the crabs.
"Yes." Lettice answered. She felt a little embarrassed when looking at the whole big crab, and this young lady was used to others providing her with professional services.
"OK."
So the two waiters took up special knives and scissors and slowly dismembered the crab, separating the crab legs and removing the crab claws. Then they cut open the hard shell to reveal a small amount of light pink meat.
Accompanied by the aroma of food, the people watching nearby also felt quite hungry.
After everything was done, the waiter left and the group began to enjoy their dinner.
"Cheers~" Alena picked up the glass first, and the others also raised the colorful juices in their hands, clinking them against each other, making a crisp sound, and then began to eat under the warm yellow light.
The gentle clink of porcelain plates and the murmur of conversation made the table in the hall seem warm and lively. Several companions discussed where to go and what to buy tomorrow.
"We're going out to sea in a few days, and I guess no one has prepared a swimsuit yet." Lily put a piece of bread covered with honey into her mouth and said slowly.
"Indeed not." Bumansha replied, and then the others nodded.
"How about we go and have a look tomorrow? We'll be on the sea after passing this place. Besides, the clothes in the Southern Islands probably don't have as many varieties as those in Yubere. It would be inconvenient if we missed it." Lily suggested.
"Uh-huh."
Several girls nodded in agreement, but Loran Hill was a little hesitant.
Swimsuit, it seems like she is wearing too little.
In this life, she had also seen swimsuits displayed in clothing stores in Hopeland. The styles were not much different from those in her previous life and were all extremely cool.
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