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Chapter 147 Herbal clues
"Old Will, how do you feel about using your ancestral herbal recipe?"

Under the small thatched shed at the entrance of the mine, the sun was covered by the thatched shed, but it couldn't block the hot breath.

Old Will stood shirtless outside the shed, seeing Alan sitting leisurely on a stool in a strange white-lined black trousers attire, Will had mixed emotions in his heart.

"It's a bit uncomfortable. I have to be whipped by the supervisor every day." Old Will couldn't get angry with Alan, and he didn't even dare to look Alan in the eyes.

The terrifying steam engine exploded with terrifying power beyond the reach of human beings every day. The lion soldiers from the former Morning Glory Town and the former Saltpeter Town entered the mine one after another and became his colleagues, digging in the dark together.

He heard from his colleagues that they were the private soldiers united by the nobles of Morning Glory Town and Saltpeter Town. On the surface, there was an offensive decree signed by the king himself. Before the war, everyone thought that Tomorrow Town was as thin as a piece of paper. It's them.

Hundreds of meters away from the enemy, the ship was sunk by an inexplicable force, the soldiers on board were killed by an unknown weapon that pierced the air, the heads of all the companions blew themselves up, and the sound of rolling thunder exploded every ten seconds.

After hearing these stories, Old Will no longer had any hope for the life he yearned for, and his heart was stagnant.

Allen bypassed the question of the overseer's personal revenge, and continued to ask: "Is it possible that your ancestral secret recipe is the formula of the rabbit ears?"

"Why do you ask this?" Old Will was stunned, he didn't expect Allen to ask the secret recipe handed down from his ancestors.

"You have already got the secret recipe, so why ask me again." Old Will felt bored and didn't want to recall the past of the secret recipe.

Seeing that Old Will didn't cooperate, the supervisor raised his big whip angrily, and lashed Old Will's back.

With this sharp pain, Old Will gasped and let out a soft groan.

"I said, I said, this formula was handed down from my ancestors. It is said that it is a formula handed down by another race, but I don't know what race it is, and my ancestors didn't go into details." Old Will's forehead bulged. In a cold sweat, under the threat of a whip, he poured out everything he knew in his head.

Allen asked a few questions in succession, covering the source of the formula, ancient legends and other issues.

After asking about this, Allen didn't get much useful information.

"Perhaps you can ask other priests. As far as I know, orthodox priests have magical herbal formulas for healing injuries." Old Will finally said.

"Well, I'll ask Hood and the priest of Fox Village." Allen got up and left here quickly.

After Allen left, Old Wilson let out a sigh of relief.

But it didn't take long before Ma Jie, the supervisor, appeared with a smile on his face, his hands straightening the whip.

"What do you want to do? Didn't I say everything I need to say!" Old Will trembled and was very afraid of the whip.

Ma Jie and Old Will had a grudge, and Old Will's performance just now made him very unhappy.

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on the construction site.

Wearing gray linen and black trousers, Hood walked around with a stack of white paper in his hand, recording the latest progress on the construction site, and recording the specific stocks of cement, bricks, etc.

As the Minister of Construction, Hood has been busy all day with matters related to the construction of the territory. When he saw Alan rushing over from a distance, he hurried to greet him.

"Master Alan, the sun is hot here, come here." Hood walked to the bottom of the tree to meet Alan.

Allen hummed, and looked up and down Hood's attire, a pure cotton gray shirt, black pants, and cowhide shoes, a pure office worker's attire.

This is due to his own leading role, wearing a white shirt and black pants, other male orcs are also yearning for this, and regard Alan's attire as an example, and over time, some orcs want to imitate Alan's clothes.

Now the weavers in the town are familiar with absorbing the new clothes design theory transmitted by Allen, weaving modern clothes such as shirts, black pants, small skirts, hats, etc., and selling them in small embroidered shops in the commercial street, each for 25 copper coins .

Such a price was placed in Datie Village a few months ago. The villagers must have called the sky-high price and would not buy it, but it is different now. The copper coins distributed every month are piled up in the house and moldy. Why don't you go shopping for some clothes.

As a result, a large number of orcs lined up to buy every day, and the supply of Xiu Niang's shop was already in short supply.

By the way, under the leadership of first-line catgirl merchants such as Marianne and Marcie, small skirts have gradually penetrated into the female class of Tomorrow Town and become a new fashion trend.

Windsor next to her is also wearing a small skirt with a medium length, red and black plaid pleated classic style, a white short lining on her body, and a red butterfly collar tied at the neckline.

Windsor arched the document in his arms and asked, "Minister Hood, do you know who the priest's lineage's herbal formula comes from?"

Hood froze for a moment, then shook his head: "I don't know."

"Then how did you become a priest?"

"I was nominated by Old Will before, but after Allen came to the Great Iron Village, I was pushed out again." Hood was very helpless. In fact, he was not an orthodox priest, and he had only been there Morning Glory Town learns writing and priest rituals to become a priest.

"Don't the priests in Morning Glory Town know?" Allen interrupted and asked.

"Even if others know, I have no place to ask." Hood looked at Alan with resentful eyes. Now he is busy and has not done priest work for a long time.

Except for a small sacrifice in each ancient season, the priest's daily worship has been left behind by him.

Alan left disappointed and went to find the priest of Fox Village.

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The priest of Fox Village recently planned to bring the villagers back to the village. When Alan approached him, he was taken aback, thinking that Alan had discovered his plan.

Fortunately, Allen asked about the formula, and the priest of Fox Village hesitated:
"Master Alan, it seems that the ancestors learned this herbal formula from other places, and I don't know for sure, but it is generally impossible to inquire about such things, because the time is too long, and the relevant people and things are blurred."

After the round of questioning is over, Allen can basically confirm that the talent of the Rabbit Ears is a medical type, and the specific manifestation may be the production of special herbs.

As for how to make it, it is necessary for the rabbit-eared people to explore by themselves, or learn biology first, and then learn the medical books that Alan has not yet written.

As for books on medicinal herbs such as Compendium of Herbs, they are not very useful, because this is another world, and what the orcs in the other world need is the local herbal encyclopedia.

"Windsor, order the Ministry of Commerce to purchase herbal medicine books, and then spend money to hire a group of doctors to return to the village, and then you order people to train doctors." After Alan finished speaking, he returned to his desk, and suddenly thought that he had added another medicine to himself. A list task for copying medical books.

"Yes, I'll arrange it right away." Windsor wagged her tail and left happily, leaving Alan who was writing.

Alan held the pen and frowned, a little reluctant to copy, but thinking of the burden on his body, it was impossible not to copy.

He does not copy, no one provides more advanced scientific and technological knowledge, and the development of the territory becomes rigid.

Allen thought for a while, put down the pen in his hand, closed his eyes and recalled the knowledge in his mind, trying to find some tools that could speed up the writing of knowledge.

Two minutes later, a joyful voice sounded from the city lord's office: "Yes, a mechanical typewriter!"

(End of this chapter)