A heartwarming daily life farming novel, occasionally also a passionate epic.
Spears spread across the wilderness like a thriving forest. Glorious knights march in formation, and countless bl...
(The extra chapter I promised before was finally posted today 00~)
At this point in time, during the joint war between Clancy and Frost, they had already captured Yubere.
A month had passed since the war's reconstruction efforts began, and the devastated city was gradually returning to peace. While many broken walls still lingered on the streets, the area had been largely cleared, and some vendors had begun bringing in food and fruit from surrounding villages.
“Fresh fruit, freshly picked fruit, sweet and delicious~”
"Leather tent, let you sleep soundly tonight, limited quantity available, buy it early and enjoy it early~"
"The food has been shipped from the north of Cransia. Everyone, please use your nameplate to collect it. Do not cut in line."
Many local residents gathered in the simple market, and there were also some Clansian soldiers nearby to maintain order and ensure fair and safe transactions.
Since occupying this place, Clancy has conducted a census and registration of the indigenous residents. Each registered indigenous resident will receive his or her own new nameplate, which symbolizes his or her identity. From then on, he or she can use this nameplate to receive food and subsidies issued by the government.
Now Loran Hill and Ketti are still staying on the edge of this city, and it will probably take some time before they leave.
"Katie, is there anything you want to eat tonight?"
The two men were wearing brown robes with hoods and walking in the market, looking at the goods on the side.
"I don't know, are there any mushrooms, Loran?" Katie's light red eyes were bright and pure under the hood.
"I don't think we have this..." Loran Hill took Katie's hand and searched the market briefly, but did not find any trace of mushrooms.
"Well, so that's it..." Katie lowered her head a little disappointedly.
"Hey, there are actually a lot of other delicious things."
"But mushrooms are very beautiful." Katie said about her favorite things.
"This one too..." Loran Hill thought about the various strange shapes and appearances of mushrooms in the world today, which were indeed incomparable to the world in the past.
"Did you like the crabs from last time?"
"Luo Lan lied to me. Crabs have too many bones and are not tasty." Katie opened her scarlet eyes wide.
"That's not a bone, it's a shell, and it seems to be an exoskeleton..." Loran Hill suddenly felt a little guilty. It seemed that crabs were indeed made of bones.
"Then let's eat something soft this time." Loran Hill took Katie's hand and came to a place selling miscellaneous grains.
"How much is this?" Loran Hill looked at the grains placed in the grid, which seemed to be buckwheat.
"This one is 15 copper coins per pound." The shopkeeper glanced at the sign next to him.
"Buy a pound." Loran Hill handed over the coins.
"Okay, wait a moment."
Soon, a piece of rough paper was wrapped around the bag of buckwheat and handed to Loran Hill.
Then the girl took Keti to the market to buy some other fruits and food.
After returning to the camp outside the city, the two came to the large tent where they lived.
"Is Katie sleepy?" Loran Hill felt that Katie seemed to be sleepy.
"Well, Roland." The fire witch next to him leaned her head gently on Roland Hill's shoulder, and a warm touch came.
"Then get some sleep first."
Loran Hill helped Katie to the sofa nearby, and soon the witch fell into a peaceful sleep. Her crimson-red hair draped over her ears and in front of her body, the gradient of red slowly changing in brightness with her breathing.
This sleeping fire witch is not as scary as described in historical records. Instead, she is as simple and innocent as a baby.
It's a bit cute. Loran Hill sat beside her, looking at the sleeping Katie, and gently stroked her cheek with his fingers.
Although Ketti often sleeps, as long as I sit next to her, I will feel a faint warmth and security, as if it is a long-lost tacit understanding and intimacy.
Loran Hill recalled the ancient times in his memory and stayed beside Katie for a while before standing up.
It’s time to make something delicious and give Katie a surprise when she wakes up.
As he spoke, Loran Hill picked up the small bag of buckwheat he had just bought and walked aside.
First, pour it into a clean small wooden basin, then Loran Hill pours in clean water, rubs it with his hands, drains it, pours in clean water again, and then soaks it.
After leaving it for a while, she found a small wooden pestle and crushed the buckwheat. Then she used another small basin covered with several layers of gauze and poured the crushed buckwheat into it.
Then Loran Hill tightened the gauze and slowly squeezed out the milky buckwheat juice, getting a bowl of pale buckwheat juice. He then boiled it briefly over the fire and added sugar to increase the sweetness and taste.
Finally, add different fruit juices as needed, put them into molds to cool, and jelly-like puddings are formed.
But it has to be chilled, so it will taste better.
Looking at the pudding that had not yet formed in the mold, Loran Hill thought for a moment, and then a slightly cool breeze swirled between his fingers to cool the pudding.
Time passed slowly, and when Loran Hill finished making the pudding, it was already around 2 o'clock in the afternoon.
The sun shines brightly on the earth, and a little bit of dazzling sunlight penetrates through the gaps in the tent, illuminating the quiet room. For a moment, you can hear the gentle sound of waves hitting the beach in the distance.
He placed the pudding upside down on a porcelain plate and carefully removed the mold. Looking at the wobbling milky white pudding, Loran Hill slowly sat back down beside Katie.
Both of them wore pure white off-the-shoulder dresses today, but the styles were different. The one on Ketti was embroidered with many flowers by Luo Lan, which adorned her skirt like white wildflowers in the mountains, highlighting Ketti's pure temperament and diluting the oppressive feeling brought by her red hair.
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