Mercenaries and Adventurers

"I started from the small road in my hometown, and my ideals were neither small nor big."

"I clenched my fists and got nothing. The future may be under my feet."

"Without a copper coin in the pocket, there will be no money for the next meal."

"Farewell to my parents and brothers, I hope good luck be with me."

Jamura's voice resounded on the road and wasteland, and the drivers picked up just in time.

"Every meal is hard-earned. If there is no work, there will be no copper coins."

"It's not as simple and easy as a coolie cutting wood and digging a canal."

"I can't save one gold coin a year, and it's hard to go home without gold coins."

"Iron coins, copper coins, silver coins, and gold coins. I want gold coins, silver coins, and copper coins."

The next sentence, everyone sing together.

"Until the caravan comes to me, join us join us."

"When you walk, you have donkeys, you eat and you have bread, and you have clothes and cloaks."

"You don't need to work hard and tire your body, you can walk around with the caravan."

"Beasts and robbers are not afraid of weird things, and money flows into their pockets."

Everyone stopped at the last verse, and Jamura was the only one singing.

"When the money is in the pocket, I will go back to my hometown and open new fields for my brothers."

"Buy new clothes for my sisters and build a new house for my parents."

"Build a mill in the middle of the village, and fences, ponds and valleys."

"Young man, set off with me and join the caravan with me."

After Jamura finished singing, the people in the caravan were in a lively atmosphere. The farmers whispered to the caravan driver sitting next door if he was really as good as he sang in the song, and if he could earn the money to replace his home with a new roof. If you want to open a new field, you must plant a piece of sunflowers for oil extraction, whether your child's illness can be cured if you have money, and so on.

Jamura was very happy, and once again successfully promoted the caravan. Seeing that it was getting dark, he ordered the drivers to stop and camp in the wasteland by the roadside.

It was said to be camping, but in fact it was surrounded by donkey carts around a boulder on the side of the road. The bodies of the four donkey carts formed a loose semicircle.

The donkey also took off the harness and rope, and a driver took out the food and water prepared for the livestock, and fed them to the donkeys one by one.

A driver took out a rattan fence from the cargo compartment of the car, surrounded it on the side of the car, and tied it to the frame with a rope to prevent small animals from secretly eating the goods in the middle of the night.

A driver took out rolled up thick tarpaulins and covered them one by one to prevent sudden rain in the middle of the night.

A driver took out a small bag from under the seat and sprinkled the black-gray powder inside on the ground of the camp. Zhao Ji guessed that it might be a powder for repelling insects.

The farmers built a campfire in the center of the camp. They first found stones to form a small circle, then pulled out the dried weeds in the camp to form a ball, and then took a few split wood blocks from the car to cover the fire. Hay bales piled in a cone shape.

Jamura took out a small pot and looked at the black ash on the bottom of the small pot. This pot is commonly used by caravans. Jamura put the iron stand that came with the pot on the campfire, and put the small pot in the center of the iron stand.

Jamura knelt down to face the campfire, closed her eyes, and muttered something in a low voice.

The others stopped what they were doing at this moment and looked at Jamura without making a sound.

Zhao Ji had been half leaning against the wheel before. After all, no one untied him from the rope, and he couldn't participate in everyone's work, so he had to watch from the sidelines. But looking at this scene at this time, he felt strange and very curious, but considering that it might be the customs and rules of this world, that is, before lighting the campfire, it is necessary to pray or something.

He had no choice but to watch Jamla silently like everyone else.

Jamura didn't read for long, the words whispered quickly and softly. As soon as he finished reading, he extended his right hand and pointed forward, and the hay ball at the point of the finger ignited a flame. The flame quickly ignited the hay ball, and then ignited the wood blocks prepared by the caravan.

"Hey, why did you catch fire?" Zhao Ji could see clearly that the fire appeared after Jamura finished reading the words.

Supernatural ability? Hidden a lighter in the heart of the right hand?

I was stunned.

Zhao Ji looked up at the unidentified objects hanging in the sky, and then looked down at the cars, personnel clothes and campfires in the camp.

Nodding, well, it must be a supernatural ability.

There's something interesting about this world.

After the campfire was lit, the farmers took out the food they carried from their luggage, which were dried beans, tuber-like plant roots, a little rough wheat grains and dried fish. Tear the dried fish into small pieces, put the rest into a small pot, pour in the water you carry, and stir with a wooden spoon.

The wood blocks of the campfire steadily released heat to cook the food in the pot. The farmers took out their wooden bowls from the luggage again.

After a while, Mr. Wolf saw the smell of the food in the pot. After judging that it was cooked, he used a wooden spoon to fill a full bowl for each of the farmers. The food in the pot has just been filled.

The farmers sat on the ground in a daze, chatting while eating.

Seeing that the farmers had prepared their own dinner, Jamura motioned for a driver boy to cook as well, and by the way, he would also cook for the young man Keel they met today.