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Charcoal is one of the few things that Cecil has made with his own hands. It is the Northeast B&B where he works part-time, and the one where he and the boss' brother-in-law drank too much.This homestay can be said to be a family within a radius of ten miles. It is really deep in the mountains and old forests. The first task assigned to him by the boss was to burn charcoal.Besides, how can there be no charcoal in the Northeast?It can be cheaper to take it home by car or car.

The boss calmly said that you should buy it once, and he really bought it, but the store said that your corner is too remote, and the postage will have to be added. The charcoal is big and heavy, and the postage is amazing.At that time, in order not to be so cruel, he paid for the postage himself and bought it. Not only did the postage take a long time, but only the postal service could choose it.

As soon as the brother-in-law delivered it to the store, he complained a lot, complaining about why his brother-in-law bought such a heavy item, which caused him to carry his hand on his shoulders and walk so far in the ice and snow to deliver it. He also said that he would not deliver it next time and wanted to go by himself. Pick up by postal transit point.

Since then, Cecil has been burning charcoal honestly, and it’s okay to actually burn it. The boss’s house has a ready-made kiln, which is used for baking things and burning charcoal. It doesn’t matter whether it’s clean or not, anyway, it’s very convenient. .The most important thing is that this ghost place is too remote, and there are not many customers throughout the year. Although everyone who came here said it was good, but the information was not yet developed at that time, and there was no such thing as an Internet celebrity. Word of mouth alone is not enough to make money of.

Fortunately, the boss's house is his own. If he has guests, he can get a fortune. If there are no guests, he can live by himself, which is quite comfortable.Cecil spent a whole winter at ease. In the second year, the B&B—there was no concept of a B&B at that time—became popular, and there were more guests. Private ski resort, private snow forest, private silly roe deer, in short, it is the kind that only serves VIP guests, and of course the price must be raised.

In the end, the boss said that it was too annoying, and all the guests came, so what's the point of doing this?The hotel was shut down with a snap, and Cecil lost his job. After thinking about it, he felt that the winter in the Northeast was too boring, so he went to sea and applied for a job on a cruise ship.

From another perspective, if you want to find a job, you can find it, even if you have such a large major, Cecil is also a talent.

Right now, looking at the firewood warehouse where the smoke is getting bigger and bigger, Cecil feels that this place probably cannot be rescued. It does not mean that the fire cannot be extinguished, but that once the water burns up, the firewood for this house will also be exhausted. Chai Na is really messed up, not to mention it will freeze, so it's better to fill a room with charcoal by the way.

Charcoal is incompletely burned firewood, which can generate higher heat and produce less toxic gas when burned. However, Cecil has always felt that burning charcoal is full of food. Why burn it all over again? After burning, wouldn't it be enough to burn wood directly, so from the beginning he didn't have any idea of ​​making charcoal.

"Do you know about Charcoal?" Cecil asked Langdon directly.

"I know about magic heating rods." Langdon also directly replied to Cecil's point.

After hearing this, Cecil really wanted to try to sell charcoal. Considering that this thing can barely be regarded as a thing that "the rich can't use and the poor can't afford", can you sell it to the middle class?

Instruct a few knights to thicken the walls of the firewood warehouse until it covers the firewood pile, remove the door, and seal the door with mud after observing that the fire has burned to the bottom. After that, you only need to wait, it is simple and easy .

"You always make weird things," Oakes muttered. "Is there any need for that?"

"Anyway, it's useless after watering it, let's burn it by the way." Cecil described the charcoal enthusiastically, and said, "Do you think it's possible to sell this kind of thing to the rich?"

"Isn't it better to use magic for heating?" Oakes said angrily, "To use this thing, you need to get a kang."

"You can also use a fireplace, you guys... That's right, there are many people who use a fireplace, but I think it's not as good as a kang bed." Cecil squinted at Oakes, "How dare you say that? I heard that many people use fireplaces now. They are coiled on the kang all day long, and they refuse to get off the ground for doing anything, just like growing on a bed."

Oakes cleared his throat and said, "You can also consider kang beds, charcoal, and floor sets, and pack them all at once. I think it's good. Listen to you, charcoal is smaller than firewood, and it burns warmer, which is very good." .”

The "orc" was subdued, and Cecil stopped being angry. After all, everyone is in the same camp, and the relationship still needs to be good.

Magic works so well!

Seeing that the firewood warehouse quickly turned into a charcoal kiln, Cecil couldn't help sighing. If there was no magic, he would either choose to destroy this firewood warehouse, or try to grab most of the firewood. In any case, there would be losses. Not to mention the houses in this city, they are all made of magic. Without magic, everyone can only sleep in the grassland. The black soil here cannot be hardened.

It seems that everyone in this world knows magic. People like the Gay Knights can already be regarded as "magicians" in the eyes of ordinary people, although Langdon said that they are not serious magicians.Ordinary knights probably only have three to four magic slots a day, that is to say, among all the magics he has learned, he can only use so few spells. If the magic is wasted on house building, then once the enemy comes, what he can use The only means of defending against the enemy is a big sword and a dagger. In the ice and snow, he must use magic to keep warm, and even three magic slots may not be enough, while a serious magician can reach more than ten magic slots a day, and can learn to many advanced magics.

This world is so strange. In a broad sense, Mrs. Klass can interpret magic and can be considered a magician. In a narrow sense, even Langdon and Moyer cannot be considered magicians, like Lesa.

Magic is everywhere, and magic is unattainable.

Cecil felt itchy all over after sighing. This is another problem that needs to be solved urgently: the bathroom.Since coming here, the only time he took a bath was to wipe himself in that dirty puddle, and after that, he would ask Langdon for a cleansing spell when the itching was unbearable or when he was going to meet important people.His hair had grown out a long time ago, shaving every day was still annoying, and his hair was greasy. He had long wanted to improve this situation, and it happened that soap was also available, so building a bathroom was under consideration.

The house of the bathhouse was built gradually, but the problem was the waterproofing of the pool and the boiler.

Cecil can build boilers, boilers in modern industrial society, and again, the salary for appliance maintenance is really good.The problem is that this poor place can't get the materials it needs, and even if there are, he doesn't have the courage and skills to build a boiler from iron by himself, so the remaining solution is to resort to magic.

"But I really don't want to use magic!" Cecil complained to Langdon, "It would lose the meaning of invention, like losing."

"Losing what?" Langdon was a little confused.

"Losing to magic." Cecil said.

"What's that saying?" Langdon said with a smile, "However, if you want to do something about flames, I can recommend two races for you, dwarves and flame goblins."

The dwarves were not unexpected by Cecil. After all, this race has been bound to forging in the writings of various masters, and the other flame goblins don't understand it at all.

"What is a flame goblin?"

"A type of goblin." Langdon explained, "They live underground, have an extremely distorted obsession with flames, and like everything related to flames. Naturally, they also have certain experience in forging."

"Do they have any advantage over dwarves?"

"Cheap."

"Well, let's contact them and have a look."

Langdon didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Why don't you ask him about his shortcomings?"

Cecil parroted, "What's the shortcoming?"

"Crazier."

"What kind of shortcoming is this, hahaha!"

This shortcoming is worthless in the face of cheapness, Cecil thought, and soon he will pay the price for such a view. You know, this is a race that is evaluated as crazy by the Gay Knights.

The firewood in a warehouse didn't cool down until midnight, it was too late and there was nothing to do. At dawn the next day, several knights were already ready to demolish the warehouse, and a lot of ladies were also ready to watch, just waiting for Langdon's order Down.

Cecil was a little worried. If the seal was not good, and a warehouse of burnt wood ash was exposed after the outer wall was removed, it would be embarrassing, and it would be difficult to say anything in the future.

So far, Cecil's status in this small group has come from those "weird inventions". He didn't think that Langdon was so tolerant because he took a fancy to him. An age at which you can love with face, not to mention that he can't even be ranked in the knight order just because of face.

To gain status, one must have irreplaceable ability.

"Smash it," Langdon said.

"Ho-ha!" It was the red-haired knight again, with his upper body bare, his two chest muscles were very eye-catching, and his protruding biceps were even more eye-catching. After a loud shout, he raised his big sword at Chai The wall of the warehouse was swung up!

A circle of knights surrounded the outer wall of the firewood warehouse, and they tapped the soil with their big swords. Soon, a triangular mark appeared on the wall. Someone held a dagger and kept deepening the mark. The wall was separated, and finally the big sword was stretched in, and it fell down with a bang!

Cecil rushed over at a speed comparable to that of Carroll, and stretched his neck to look inside. It was completely dark. Soon, the knight who entered first took out a long black stick and gently broke it. It becomes two pieces, revealing the agglomerated cross-section.

Oh yeah--

Cecil proudly took the charcoal and said, "Look, it's a success!"

"Congratulations." Langdon smiled, "Is this thing for burning?"

"Yes, it can replace dry firewood. It can generate more heat and is very resistant to burning." Cecil approached mysteriously, "Charcoal grilled food is also delicious!"

Langdon sighed, "Invent something other than food."