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Cecil thought that there would be a day when jealous people rushed into the beef stall and overturned the table, saying that this place is Lao Tzu's territory and no more beef noodles are allowed!

Unexpectedly, this group of people rushed in, ate up all the beef and noodles, stole the iron bucket, stomped on the bonfire, urinated, and then claimed that what they did had insulted Moose and spread heterodoxy. Civilization is a person with "wrong intentions", and it is not here to make money at all!

Nima, jealousy is jealousy, what the hell is it after eating all the beef noodles?

Cecil really wanted to rush over immediately to find out this group of people and beat them up, and then held up the big banner of Lord Biers to make threats, but it was getting late, Mrs. Class and the little devils were injured, I was so frightened that I had to let this matter go.

"We should consider renting a store in the city." Langdon said, "The next business is not just food."

"Have we any money?" Oakes asked.

"No." It was Cecil.

"Yes." It was Langdon.

Cecil glanced at Langdon and said strangely, "Didn't you only earn one hundred silver coins?"

"You only earned one hundred silver coins?" Oakes interjected, with sarcasm palpable in his words.

"It's a small business with only ten copper coins at the top. You can imagine how big our traffic is." Langdon finished explaining very professionally, then turned to Cecil and said, "I have money."

Cecil was startled: "Your private money?"

"Yes." Langdon nodded, "In short, I can still afford an Ebo store, so don't worry."

Cecil thought for a long time, and always felt that something was wrong: "This is not good, I haven't paid back what I borrowed from you..."

"It doesn't matter." Langdon smiled, "We don't need to be so finely divided."

This sentence is so annoying!

Cecil's mind fluttered for a moment, and he said, "Then let's do it, I'll go and see Mrs. Class's injuries."

Asura's trio watched Cecil go out with three steps and three jumps, Russell raised his eyebrows in a rare way: "Teacher, you are still so bad."

"Is there?" Langdon asked with a half-smile, "I just saw a poor little one and helped."

Oakes let out a fart-like sneer: "You should really look at the way you said this, old cunning is what describes you."

"Sorry, I don't have this word in my mother tongue, so I don't understand it." Langdon stood up with a smile on his face, "Go to bed early, we still have a lot of things to do, by the way, you can rest at night, but don't get too excited. Tired."

Russell said helplessly, "Teacher—"

"Can you stop shouting like that? He's a fucking teacher!" Oakes yelled.

"My dear, he is our teacher after all."

"fart!"

Cecil was completely unaware of the messy past between the teacher and the student. After checking Mrs. Class's injuries and making sure that there was no problem, he went to bed, stayed up late to harvest saffron, and made paper for another day—and failed— Fatigue and depression had dulled his mind, slowed his steps, and badly needed rest.

As soon as he opened his eyes the next day, Cecil smelled the familiar smell of beef soup. When he walked out, he saw many people gathered around the well. Mrs. Krass set up a new bonfire and used the only remaining iron bucket Cooking beef noodles, the knights lined up with bowls, waiting for breakfast in an orderly manner.

The two-meal-a-day rule is so easy to break, after all, who would say no to enjoying it?

It really looks a bit like the army... It's just that the army is not so handsome, the national flag class is about the same?

With a flattering imagination, Cecil quickly washed and ate, and at the same time decided to plan a new kitchen by the well, which must have a large stove for the convenience of braised beef in the future.

"Let's go, go to Ebo to apply for a store." Halfway through eating, Langdon appeared as if stepping on the spot, "Is there anything else to do?"

"Well, let me think about it." Cecil pondered for a while, "Is there a way to find something that is tough and thin and won't stick to paper?"

"Magic can split hardwood into silk." Langdon said, "enough to meet your requirements."

"It's a lot," Cecil emphasized.

"How many?"

"This pulp pool will be bigger than me, square, and the frame is made of the silk I want, and it will be about this big." Cecil spread out his arms, "It's so big, a person can carry it. The bigger the movement, the better."

"A small magic can manipulate things in an area of ​​ten square meters," Langdon said.

"...Is that too expensive, because this thing needs to be used in large quantities. When I say a large amount, it is really a very large amount." Cecil couldn't laugh or cry.

"Understood." Langdon said, "I'll figure it out. Is there anything else?"

"Look at the tea."

"Well, what else?"

"It's almost gone." Cecil looked at the sky. "It seems to be windy, so it can be used to make bacon. By the way, I want to build a kitchen. Can the building technique be used?"

"Yes, is there any more?"

Cecil thought carefully for a while and said, "It's gone."

"Okay." Langdon said, "Now go and change your clothes, let's go see Bills."

Cecil was taken aback: "Huh? Now?"

"Correct."

Cecil had absolutely no say in social matters. Langdon pointed out that he dared not go east. Hearing this, he immediately walked back. Come out from behind the house.He stopped as if under a spell, and followed the naked men with his head until they were standing in the queue for beef soup.

Although Mrs. Klass's face was red, she still poured beef soup for several naked men with trembling hands. She learned the hand-shaking skills of the cafeteria aunt without a teacher, and ensured that everyone's bowls were about the same amount.

Cecil stammered after seeing the naked men holding bowls chatting and disappearing into the house: "Then, what is that?"

Langdon said calmly, "They're using cleaning techniques."

"Cleansing?" Cecil parroted. "What cleansing?"

"It's what Luther used on his hands." Langdon said jokingly, "Knights must keep their grooming neat and tidy. Cleansing can only clean exposed surfaces. Therefore, if you want to clean your whole body, you must take off your clothes. Luther refused to expand The range of cleansing is also because of this, it’s okay in summer, but it’s very troublesome in winter.”

No... wait a minute?

Cecil's forehead was already full of question marks: "Do they do this every day?"

"It's not just them." Langdon fully understood Cecil's bewilderment, "It's all the knights, but some of them got up early, so they used the cleaning technique, and some of them got up late, so they just came to eat directly. Anyway, everyone They're all men, and there's nothing wrong with that."

Cecil turned his head with difficulty, stared at Langdon's handsome face for a long time, and finally managed to say: "You too?"

"correct."

"But……"

"I get up early and use it in the house before I come out."

Langdon's expression was already reserved, but Cecil still felt the explosive emotion in an instant. The expression couldn't be expressed, but the blood would still rush. With a brain full of blood, it was full of horsepower, and thought of other aspects: " By the way, do you all use cleansing to clean anything?"

"If possible." Langdon, who was about to leave, suddenly slowed down, "Why?"

"Have you ever heard of a thing called soap?"

This time, Langdon gave an unexpected answer: "Yes."

"Yes?" Cecil asked in surprise, "Is there soap in this world?"

"Not in this world." Langdon seemed to repeat a few words casually, "I heard that there was indeed a thing called soap a long time ago, but the method of making it has been lost, and as an ancient survivor, I still know a lot. "He suddenly laughed, "That soap has a funny nickname called Liushen. No one knows why this name is used. Some people say that soap was invented by a demon to destroy the world. , and six demons will come out of the darkness."

It's an apt explanation in a subtle sense.

Cecil immediately decided that this was the masterpiece of a time traveler, but the strange thing was why this thing was lost?The production of soap is very simple, the materials are easy to obtain, and the practicability is quite high. It is not worthwhile to replace it with magic. He does not understand why this kind of thing will be "lost".

After much deliberation, it seems that it is only related to the "country".

Once a certain country is destroyed, although the civilization can still be preserved with the remaining residents, but the concept of "country" is lost, and many related technologies will no longer work immediately after the fire cannot be used.

Is it that the soap has a reaction like burning during the reaction?Does generating heat count?

On the way to see the Lord Biers, Cecil had been thinking about this matter. Of course, soap making was also on the agenda.He has asked Langdon, if there is something that can replace the cleansing technique, it is cheap and easy to use, the knights will never mind saving a magic slot, the magic slot is not used to cast the cleansing technique, but can be used for other purposes Well.

"This thing will still be very fragrant." Cecil enthusiastically promoted, "After using it, people will become fragrant."

Langdon smiled softly, "That's sure to be very popular."

The White Tower is still tall, and the ground is dazzlingly white. Under the sun, the tower is like a work of art—except for the ugly “cattle tray” at the top—the last time Bills received Cecil in that “plate” And Langdon's, it's actually something like a sky restaurant.

This time, it was still the same place and the same characters, but Biers' expression could be called enthusiastic: "Welcome, Your Highness Langdon, Knight Commander Cecil, welcome!"

What followed was a 10-minute exchange of pleasantries and mutual compliments. Cecil was not stage-frightened about this kind of occasion, but he didn't know where to start. He couldn't understand allusions and polite words. Became a "wingman".

Finally, Bills felt that the politeness was enough, and raised the topic: "I have a little problem with the leather tanning method last time."