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"This is our cute plush." ​​The lead elk said, "The cutest person on this grassland!"

Cecil:? ? ?

What's this?Challenge?ridicule?

After a night, Cecil's beard had grown out, but the one in front of him was even balder than him, basically no hair left.

"Where is he fluffy?" Cecil couldn't help asking.

"When winter comes, he will grow very thick fluff and big hair." The lead elk said proudly, "It's like an oval ball, even if a newborn fawn sleeps with him, it won't die!"

Cecil just felt that he had nowhere to complain.

"Why is there such a creature?" Cecil couldn't understand, "It doesn't conform to the theory of evolution at all! You...you are obviously human, why do you have this characteristic?"

"Because I'm an elf." The light man said, "Good afternoon, Mr. Knight."

Cecil: "..."

Fuck, this guy can talk?

Cecil looked at Langdon helplessly, and the caring man leaned over and explained in a low voice: "Elves are just a general term, all humanoids with slight differences are called elves, and there are many different clans within elves. Unlike humans The obvious ones, like dwarves, are different."

"Mr. Knight, I came here because I heard that you like uncommon things?" said the light man.

"Yes." Cecil didn't understand when he had such a rumor, but there was no harm in this setting, "What do you have?"

The bare man came from... Fuck, where did this thing come from? !

Cecil carefully looked at the light man for a long time, but he couldn't find any place to put things. He unconsciously looked at the light man's crotch, no way...

"He's a master of magic." The lead elk answered Cecil's doubts, "Very powerful!"

"It's really extraordinary." Langdon also praised.

There was a slight proud expression on the face of the light man, and Cecil was in the mood to look at the thing that the light man handed over: it was a flat, shiny thing that looked like a stone.

"Mica mine!" Cecil took it over, his eyes sparkling.

This is a good thing, high temperature resistance, electrical resistance and wear resistance, it is widely used in modern industry, but it is useless in this world.

Cecil's smile faded away: "This is useless."

"You look happy," the light man said suspiciously. "Don't you want this?"

"It might be useful in the future, but it's useless now." Cecil said disappointedly, "And it's useless at this point."

"I found a mine." The light man hurriedly said, "I can take you there, there are many such things."

"If no one mines, what's the use?" Cecil said, "Look, we only have so many people here, and mines are useless."

The light man glanced at the magic elk and sighed in frustration.

"What do you want to change?" Since he is a master of magic, Cecil felt that it was necessary to chat more.

"I heard that you have delicious food here..." At this point, the light man also showed a shy expression, as if he was a little embarrassed, but he spoke at a fast speed, "I think maybe you can use mines to open your eyes. "

What a pity, one mine can only be exchanged for one meal.

Cecil suddenly became sympathetic—or rather, greedy—and said happily: "Stay here, there are new dishes tonight."

Guangren cheered up, and the leading elk nodded frequently, as if it was a matter of course to stay.Cecil didn't say anything when he found out. After all, there is still room for use in the future, and it's good to make friends.

The new cauldron Langdon dug out was not yet usable, so it had to be set on fire. When Cecil built a bonfire in the cauldron with dead branches, the bare man said in shock, "You guys have a fire!"

"Of course!" the lead elk said proudly, "I'm right, there are a lot of new gossip here!"

"It's not gossip... Forget it." Cecil suppressed his complaints abruptly, focused on lighting up the fire, and at the same time had to pay attention to the baking salt cylinder.

The bare man just dangled and walked around, and Cecil could see the shaking thing as long as he raised his head, with a very complicated expression.Finally, he couldn't stand it any longer, and said, "Then what, I haven't asked for your name yet..."

"You can call me Dali." The light man stopped, and sat cross-legged on the ground. He didn't know how he could sit down. "I'm a wild man."

"Do elves also have wildlings?" Cecil asked curiously.

"Of course." Dali said indifferently, "but most of us became savages voluntarily. Anyway, with magic, life is not bad no matter where we live."

Cecil looked at Dali's gleaming head in the sun for a moment, and said awkwardly, "Are you really an elf?"

"Of course." Dali seemed a little puzzled, "Why do you ask such a question?"

"The elves in my impression are all beautiful-looking, slender, long-lived people who are good at using bows. Oh, yes, they still have pointed ears." Cecil said.

"Oh, you said it was the Green Bank elves." Dali said, "They are indeed like this, I am different, we are Highgarden elves, different."

The leading elk said: "Look at him carefully, he is also very beautiful."

Cecil looked over as he said, and found that Dali was indeed beautiful, that kind of slender and elegant beauty, but the appearance without eyebrows and eyelashes was too funny, and he couldn't feel any beauty at all.

Dali was frank, and seemed not ashamed at all. Cecil imagined that this thing would grow into an oval hairball, and felt that the brain's imagination nerves were going to be blinded.

Cecil decided to change the subject: "If you want to eat well at night, help me pick some mushrooms, and it's best to bring them with you where they were planted." He showed the yellow mushrooms at hand, "All kinds of edible ones Things are fine, vegetables and meat dishes, oh yes, if you have animal fat, you can also bring some, there are too many people."

"This is not tasty, although it is very powerful after eating." The magic elk said.

"I remember this kind of thing can be used for cooking." Dali said.

"Can elves know how to cook?" Cecil asked enthusiastically. It's been a bit lonely since I haven't had anyone who can exchange delicious food here for so long.

"Only during sacrifices." Dali said, "Cooking is too troublesome, and magic is more convenient."

The world is hopeless.

With this in mind, Cecil wanted to conquer everyone with food at night. The rough barbecue at noon was a fart, and it still smelled astringent when eaten carefully.He ordered the magic elk to fetch a few more tubes of brine, filtered it several times with his old sackcloth, and then let it stand still to reduce impurities as much as possible. After boiling, the salt was indeed much whiter, showing a light yellow color, and there were fewer impurities. He tasted it, and it tasted much better.

In the evening, the hardwood pot was finally baked, as hard as metal, and Cecil put the pot on the stove. Thanks to the help of the leader elk, they collected enough dry combustibles, and the flame was as big as it was at noon. up.He put down the cut fat, and soon there was a sizzling sound. After a while, the aroma of the fat attracted a group of people sitting in front of the stove to swallow their saliva.

The beef I ate at noon has been almost digested during labor, not to mention the others, even Cecil is a little hungry.

"This is what you said was delicious?" Dali's expression was much more reserved, he didn't saliva at all, but he was sitting very seriously. The only one who could match him was Langdon.

"No, it's still early."

The fat is fried one by one, and then removed, leaving only oil in the pan.

Cecil put on the raft grill, turned up the heat, drizzled with oil—no brush, just made do with it—put sliced ​​mushrooms on it, sprinkled with salt, and put very thin slices of meat on top after it was half-cooked, Thanks to Langdon's beautiful knife skills, the meat curled up soon after being placed on the table, accompanied by the unique aroma of plateau mushrooms.

Cecil issued a statement in time: "Everyone stop, I say you can eat before you can eat! Especially you, Luther, keep your mouth shut!"

After the meat was almost cooked, Cecil slowly picked up a piece of mushroom and stuffed it into his mouth. After enjoying the wonderfulness of the grilled mushroom, he couldn't help closing his eyes. When he opened his eyes, he found that the barbecue The bench was empty, and the people and the deer were munching.

Cecil: "..."

"Hmm, it's similar to advanced gourmet magic." Dali commented while eating, "It's still not close."

Cecil: "..."

If you have the ability, don't eat it!

The meal was like a storm, including Langdon, who was not polite, and everyone ate a round belly. Thanks to the help of Dali and the lead elk, Cecil also ate something completely unknown, including an unknown The green fruit, some kind of strange long stick, and a kind of small cube that exploded when it was touched with oil, scared him so much that he rolled and crawled to the side.

"Sorry, this is my magic bread." Dali shyly picked up the small cube and put it in his mouth, "Hmm, it tastes better with a little oil and salt."

Cecil, who was frightened into a watermelon bug, said angrily: "The elves I know don't eat meat!"

"That's the Green Bank elves, we are Highgarden elves." Dali said nonchalantly while eating.

"I still have Roses in High Garden!" Cecil said angrily.

"Hey, how did you know we have High Court roses?" Dali said in surprise, "Well, I haven't been back for many years, and I don't know if High Court roses have cultivated more colors. When I left, there were only four kinds at most. color."

There's no way this shit will survive!Break the world!

The dinner was successfully concluded, and Cecil's craftsmanship received unanimous praise from everyone. He didn't even save the oil residue, but no one would eat the oil. Luther frowned after taking a sip, and couldn't stand it anymore.The magic elk promised to send meat frequently, and he began to think about vegetarian dishes. It would be impossible to keep being so meaty. Losing teeth is not a happy thing.