Did the lord get rid of poverty and become rich today?

When the preparatory work for the fabric workshop was about to be completed, Qiao Yi was baking potato chips in the kitchen.

The thinly sliced ​​potatoes were brushed with oil and sent into the oven that is usually used to bake bread.

When the squishy potato slices are curled up and become golden and crispy, they are sprinkled with powdered mixed spices and packed into oiled paper bags. This is Qiaoyi's snack for the next few days.

It would be even more perfect if there is a bottle of happy fat house water at this time.

As soon as Joe bit the potato chips, he thought so.

The stove is in a mess because of the preparation of materials. As soon as Joe put down the potato chips, he planned to clean it up.

The kitchen window was open, and the wind from outside brought in a few green leaves and landed on the oven.

As soon as Joe reached out to stroke the leaves, he didn't pay much attention.

The cloth art workshop has now recruited 30 women and girls with outstanding crafts.

The number of people has expanded from 4 to 34, and Penny's private house is obviously no longer usable.

Joe Yi considered using the abandoned church near the center of the manor as the new address of the workshop.

Decades ago, the Holy See of Light in the south tried to preach in Stormland and built several buildings there.

However, the people here would rather hang the portraits of their lords on the wall than go to the Holy See to receive the blessing of the God of Light every week.

Coupled with the fact that this place is too poor, the missionaries finally left here on the grounds that Stormwind Territory is a "land forsaken by God" and cannot be redeemed.

Those church buildings naturally fell into disrepair.

Qiao Yi has already contacted the carpenter Pat in advance, and is rushing to make a batch of new workbenches, which are expected to be completed in three days.

Workers are being trained at Penny's, and the acquisition of felt and cloth is handed over to Susan.

Il was assigned an empty house in the castle, and was studying how to change those messy color-changing potion formulas into dyes.

As for the custom-made dolls of the grain merchant Sirius, Joe Yi handed them over to Petunia, who was the most skilled, and he was only responsible for the design of drawings and samples.

To be reasonable, although Qiao Yi's drawing skills are "astonishing as heaven and man", she still can't stand Penny's high comprehension, and can always understand Qiao Yi's thoughts.

——As for Qiao Yi's handwritten drawing, it can be used as a supplementary reference at most.

All is ready except for the opportunity.

So Qiao Yi relaxed again.

The weather in early spring, although there is still some coolness in the wind, the bright sunshine and the little greenery everywhere are still enough to make people feel happy.

There is a large flat and open grassland near the forest on the outskirts of the manor, and the weather is just right again today.

So Qiao Yi made a kite and planned to take the children from several nearby families to fly the kite.

"My lord~"

Two little heads popped out of the door frame, pulling on the door frame and looking at Qiao Yi anxiously.

"Wait a bit."

Joe wiped his hands, touched the little head of one of them, and turned around to load the potato chips.

However, when his eyes landed on the potato chips that were drying, his eyes froze.

... How do you feel, a little less?

After weighing the half-full bag, Joe shook his head.

I didn't do much in the first place, maybe it was an illusion.

"Try this." Qiao Yi stuffed a piece into each of the two little girls' mouths, held one in each hand, and pulled them out the door: "Is it delicious?"

"good to eat!!"

"Tomorrow I will announce the recipe, and you can eat it at home."

"Good~"

The three figures walked away slowly.

In the corner of the kitchen, there was a sudden rustling sound.

"Hey hey~ hey hey~"

The three green leaf figurines walked out with short legs, holding a few potato chips bigger than them in their slender hands, and burrowed out.

……

The ice and snow on the meadow outside the Whispering Forest have melted, and a thin layer of fresh green has spread from the foot all the way into the forest.

Werther had just come out of chopping wood in the mountains when he saw Joe One, Dean Roy, his sister and several other little ones on the grass.

Roy was pulling a thread and running against the wind.

At the other end of the line, there is a paper-made flying bird with thin wooden strips as the skeleton.

"Wow - it's flying!

"so high."

"Brother Roy, run faster! Higher, higher—"

Several little carrot heads clapped their hands and laughed, and Joe sat under a big tree, splitting potato chips with Dean.

"Cuckoo, cluck--"

Xiao Fei squatted on Qiao Yi's shoulder, rubbing the side of Qiao Yi's face, begging for food.

"Here you are. Stop rubbing, itchy."

Qiao turned his head with a smile and stuffed half of Xiao Fei's mouth.

He fell backwards, lying on the ground looking up at the blue sky.

There were fluffy thin clouds floating in the sky, and the wind with a fresh earthy smell passed through the forest, stroking the delicate young grass beside Qiao Yi's face.

The sun shone warmly on his body, and as soon as Qiao closed his eyes, he felt drowsy.

until

"Ah—the line is broken!"

There was an exclamation, and as soon as Joe opened his eyes, he saw a black shadow in the sky above his head passing by, and jumped straight into the forest behind him.

Then Roy and Dean rushed into the woods with a group of little ones, whoooooooo.

When Qiao Yi arrived, several people were standing under a tree, staring at the kite hanging high on the branch.

...too high.

Qiao glanced at Xiao Fei who was squatting on his shoulders.

"Cuckoo."

Then Xiaofei shrank his head, fluttered his wings and landed like an old hen, got behind Roy's feet, poked his head out again, showing a pair of big eyes, tilted his head, blinked and looked around quietly, that is Don't look at Joe One.

That means: don't look for me, I have no role.

"Or...forget it."

Dean touched the back of his head and looked at Qiao Yi.

The kite can be made again if it is gone. If a person climbs up and falls down, the loss outweighs the gain.

Joe nodded, and was about to speak, but suddenly heard a panicked chicken crowing at Roy's feet: "Hey——"

I saw a white shadow jumping past, and with a sound of "歘啦", it got into the bushes not far away and disappeared.

And under Roy's feet, only two gray feathers fell to the ground.

The incident happened suddenly, and everyone was stunned for a few seconds.

Qiao Yi was the first to react:

"...Where's my chicken? What about such a big chicken that I'm squatting here????"

Touching his pocket again, Qiao Yi froze again.

"...Where are my potato chips???? Why are the bags gone!??"

……

Several people searched for a long time in the woods but failed to find any trace of their own chickens. Seeing that it was getting late, several people had to go back first.

Qiao Yi had just lifted the lid of the steamer when the knock on the door rang.

The wheat bought from the elves has been ground into wheat flour, and the dough is cut into sections and mixed with new sprouts of pepper leaves. After steaming, the sweet smell of steamed buns is mixed with the pungent taste of pepper leaves, and the white steam hits the face come.

Joe broke off half of it, put it in his mouth, and clapped his hands before opening the door.

Then he saw the one squatting by the door,

A white fluffy dog ​​is tilting its head to show its cuteness.

On Gouzi's head squatted a fat chicken with a round face that could not fly.

Behind Gouzi stood a tall figure, holding a rattan basket in his hand.

"Huiyue was naughty and took your chicken away."

Joe One: "..."

He stretched out his hand to lift his chicken off the dog's head, thinking of the squirrel named Kaka who robbed him of the gem.

... This man seems to be quite serious, why does the animal he raises compete with each other? ? ?

But out of politeness, Qiao Yi turned his body sideways: "...It's okay. I just steamed the steamed buns...Do you want to come in and sit down?"

The elf on the opposite side nodded: "Okay."

Joe One: ...

I'll be polite! !

The elf entered the house, put down the rattan basket in his hand, and took out another thing: "Some things from the elves. And yours..."

Lancaster, who didn't know what to call this thing, paused for a moment.

"Kite." Only then did Qiao Yi realize that the other party was holding another object: "How do you know I lost it?"

Lancaster lowered his eyes and glanced at the dog at his feet.

The dog curled its ears and wagged its tail at Joe.

"Cuckoo." Xiao Fei, who was squatting on his shoulders, blew up his wings.

Joe One: ...Understood.

After eating half of the steamed bun in two bites, Qiao Yi looked at the rattan basket.

In the baskets lay some melons and lettuces, and there was even some fresh earth at the roots, and they looked green.

"You guys, do you sell seeds?"

Joe together.

Lancaster obviously didn't expect that Qiao Yi's first sentence would be this.

After a pause, he replied, "You guys can't live."

"Is that so..."

Qiao Yi lowered his head, and in an instant he thought of the unused farmer Sanquan.

What if it works?

So he said, "It's okay, let me try."

"Well, I'll bring you some tomorrow."

Lancaster agreed simply, somewhat beyond Qiao Yi's expectations.

"I don't want much, so how can I sell it if I give it at the market price?"

But Lancaster shook his head: "I'll see you off."

Joe One: "?"

... so generous?

So, adhering to the traditional virtues of reciprocity of the Chinese nation, Qiao Yi went to the back kitchen and brought out two pieces of steamed buns.

One was with spices and pepper leaves, the other was not.

Thinking that this elf likes to eat sweets, Qiao Yi handed over the missing piece: "Want to try it?"

"This is?"

"Steamed bun."

"Steamed bun?"

"It's made of wheat flour."

Looking at the delicious steamed buns in Joe's hands, Lancaster was a little at a loss.

The elf had grown wheat for hundreds of years, and he had never known that wheat flour was done this way.

"Thank you."

He took it and took a bite.

Then took another bite.

Take another bite.

……

Qiao Yi just broke off the steamed bun in his hand, watching Lancaster finish the whole piece silently.

Lancaster: "..."

Joe One: "..."

The two looked at each other for two seconds, and Qiao Yi spoke first.

He broke a piece of steamed bun with pepper leaves in his hand: "...try this?"

Lancaster looked at Joe's beautiful fingers with well-defined bones and the steamed buns pinched on them, obviously hesitating.

"You're welcome, just treat it as a thank you for sending me the seeds."

"..."

So the elf on the opposite side ate half of the salty steamed bun.

Joe blinked, and took out two more pieces: "Do you still want to eat? There are more."

To be honest, feeding this elf made Qiao Yi feel like feeding a little hamster.

Lancaster: "..."

Then as soon as Jo saw Lancaster's pointed ears, which showed above the blond hair, they suddenly began to tinge a faint crimson.

He shook his head: "...no thanks."

The sapphire blue eyes met Qiao Yi's smiling eyes, and he quickly turned his face away, looking elsewhere.

For a moment, the elf's ears turned redder.

He coughed lightly: "...Sorry. It's really delicious. I've never eaten such a delicious thing."

Joe waved his hand to show he didn't mind.

He still has more delicious food, but it is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice because of the lack of ingredients.

For the sake of the basket of vegetables, the retrieved kite, and the vegetable seeds, Joe generously filled a bag full of steamed buns and gave them to Lancaster.

Just before going out, Lancaster suddenly stopped and turned around.

Joe Yiyi, who was following behind, couldn't stop for a while, and crashed into Lancaster's arms.

Lancaster was much taller than Joe One, so Joe One felt instantly enveloped by a fresh scent of grass and trees, and he could even feel the warm breath of Lancaster above his head.

"..."

Both of them were stunned for a moment, and then Lancaster quickly took half a step back, his ears were burning red.

"Feel sorry."

"sorry."

The two spoke at the same time, their eyes collided, and they laughed at the same time.

——Although the elf bent his eyes almost imperceptibly, he was still noticed by Qiao Yi.

"I want to say, are the steamed buns for sale?"

Joe One: "Huh?"

"We provide money and wheat flour, and you provide finished products."

As we all know, the elves are never short of money.

Joe bent the corners of his mouth, revealing a row of fine white teeth.

Standard eight-teeth smile: "Yes."

"Then, happy cooperation."

Joe held out his hand.

"Snapped."

The two hands were clasped together, and then released again.

"It's late at night, be careful on the road."

Qiao Yi stood at the door with a candlestick in his hand, watched the elf disappear from sight, then stretched and turned around, closing the door.

Back in the bedroom, Qiao Yi lay on the bed looking at the brilliant starry sky outside the window, scratching his head.

...I always feel like I'm forgetting something.

Forgot what?

On a hanger in the corner of the room, a cloak was quietly hanging in the darkness.

"Cuckoo."

On the window sill of the next room, a fat chicken with a round face raised its paw carefully, and rubbed against the crow Yunduo who was squatting there.

Then Yun Duo moved his body and leaned to the side.

"Cuckoo."

The fat chicken rubbed over again, took out a small half of potato chips from its wings, stretched its head over, and flapped its wings: "Gu~"

Yun Duo turned his head and glanced at it.

"Goo."

The fat chicken took the potato chips and sent them to Yun Duo again.

Yun Duo tilted his head and opened his mouth.

"Crack."

Bite empty.

The moment Yun Duo was about to bite into the potato chips, the round-faced fat chicken leaped back tactically like lightning, moved the potato chips away, and then jumped up while biting the potato chips.

"Gugugugu~gugugu~"

Yun Duo: "..."

"Cuckoo, cluck~"

Xiao Fei was still bouncing around while shaking his head.

"Snapped--"

Yun Duo stretched out his juo and tripped Xiao Fei.

Xiao Fei, who was screaming, suddenly slammed his face, and the potato chips in his mouth also fell.

Yun Duo took the potato chips and flew away.

Xiaofei fluttered his wings and realized that he couldn't fly, so he became wilted.

……

At the same time, there was another rustling sound from the corner of the kitchen.

A thin voice sounded:

"...Hey~Hey~"

In his sleep, Qiao Yi turned over, smashed his mouth, and waved his hand to disperse the subtitles floating in front of him: [Abnormal fluctuations were detected, may I ask you to make an illustrated book of strange stories? 】