Jingming has also been to this background of the world, listening to the strange language that is full of babbling, because the system itself can translate various languages ​​without any pressure, and even fantasized that Gao Yang could not understand the language after being devoted to it At that time, that expression of collapse.

It's a little fun to think about it hahaha.

Wearing a sackcloth and luggage wrapped in a large piece of cotton cloth, everything in this world is so simple, only the rich and powerful can live comfortably enough.

However, Jing Ming actually doesn't have much requirements for food, clothing, housing and transportation. After all, he is a system. In some respects, he looks more like an ascetic monk of the Light God Sect.

A piece of clothing that has been worn for too long and has become very soft and fit. Although it is covered with pudding, the cuffs and placket of the clothing have been modified by adding cloth strips because the host's body has grown and become unfit.

The different shades of colors and the spliced ​​fabrics are at best exotic designs, at worst they are beggar outfits.

In this continent, there are very few orphanages, because all the money of those kingdoms and empires is spent on noble emperors and hired guards, and even the army’s military pay will be deducted, let alone building houses for orphans like charity Distributing food is simply a daydream.

This orphanage is maintained by my grandmother alone. When I was young, my grandmother was an embroiderer who specialized in making clothes for the nobles. However, she did handwork for a long time from dawn to dusk, and sometimes she had to work under dim candlelight. Her eyes were blurred at a young age. If it is broken, you can’t do detailed work if you can’t see things clearly. After that, you can only make some simple clothes and buy them for civilians.

However, the savings accumulated by the grandmother in the early years allowed her to buy a house, and she married her childhood sweetheart fiancé before the coming-of-age ceremony. She left Xiufang, bought a house, managed the house alone, and waited hard for her husband's return, but what she never expected was the news that her husband died in the tower.

Grandma never remarried in her life, she had no children, adopted a few abandoned babies, and lived a fairly fulfilling life.

So when Jing Ming said that she didn't want to enter the pagoda, it reminded her of the past, and she remembered her husband who died young. She said the same thing when she was young, but after they became adults, for some reason, they entered together together. The husband received a gift from a dying person, which made their life much easier. After coming out, all they wanted was to practice hard in the future. Even if they couldn't reach the top floor, there might be some opportunities for them to enter the tower again. As a result...

Cultivation methods are very popular in this world. It can be said that the most developed here is the school. I don’t know if the gods absorb the "food" delivered to the door for better cultivation. The exercises in the school range from low-level to high-level. , only some top-level exercises are controlled by the aristocratic royal family and those alien races, and ordinary people cannot obtain them.

The luggage is simple, a change of clothes, a handy dagger, a few copper coins and a silver coin, and some dry food prepared by grandma. It's not that grandma is reluctant to part with the money, but because she is afraid that Jingming will be in danger, and grandma doesn't have anything in her hand The money is enough for Jingming to live frugally for a month or two.

Jing Ming's footwork is very fast. The host has been trained since he was a child. Although he listened to the teacher's teaching and learned the most common things in school, he is still much better than his peers due to his amazing talent.

Jogging all the way, running for more than four hours in a row, Jing Ming only sweated slightly on his forehead, guessing his physical strength, he would not be exhausted after running like this for several hours.

Jing Ming has never encountered such a good body in several worlds. The previous hosts were all weak and could not breathe at three steps, or they were good at studying and neglected to exercise. Relying on his youth and usually running and jumping, it really made him run for a while. 2000 meters are also collapsed.

Although the scope that Jing Ming can monitor has been reduced a lot, the convenience brought to him is still not small. He ran and stopped along the way, and he stuffed all kinds of wild fruits into the package that was originally loose and surplus.

At this time, Jing Ming was under the shade of a tree beside the stream, cooking the low-level monster that was looking for death.

Anyway, the host is also a top student in the school, and the energy in his body is no worse than that of a person in his twenties. Even the host himself will not be afraid of dealing with a small beast.

The land is vast and sparsely populated, Jingming was far away from the town all the way, and he didn't meet too many people on the road. Those who were on the road were in a hurry. Those who walked saw him in a hurry. The robbers disliked his shabby clothes. After he sat down, they met The second person in the world to talk to him.

"Little brother is a good crafter!" A middle-aged man dressed as a leather armor hunter came smelling the fragrance. Anyway, when Jingming found him, he kept sniffing the fragrance with his nose up, looking intoxicated, I don't know What Jing Ming cooks is not simple barbecue, but some kind of rare imperial meal.

"It's okay." Jing Ming is not surprised. This world has serious classes, and good things can only be enjoyed by powerful people or people with status.

Ordinary people can only live in simple wood, straw and mud houses, while the nobles live in houses with green bricks and green tiles, and the places they live in are like castles.

The poor wear linen, the rich wear cotton, and the nobles wear silk. When it comes to eating and drinking, ordinary people may only eat black bread that is as hard as a stone, and it is full of chaff. kind.

The rich and the nobles ate finely prepared meals, while the food eaten by the commoners was even bloodshot or scorched and hard. After all, the work was heavy, so how could they have so much time to study how to eat well? Those hunters, mercenaries, etc. After earning a fortune, I would go to the tavern to drink some sour beer, and then eat the rough dishes made by those civilian chefs, but even so, it was much better than their own cooking.

"Little brother, you are too modest! This craft is only in our village. If you open a tavern, it will definitely be full of customers! I heard that the chefs in the tavern are paid five silver coins a month. They are definitely not as good as you, little brother. Eat." Although the uncle spoke to Jing Ming, his eyes never left the roasted golden and crispy little beast.

"I have two Cuckoo birds I just caught, and a nest of bird eggs. I don't know... can I eat half a Lulu?"

According to the values ​​of this world, the Lulu Beast is one of the most inferior monsters. Its meat is thick and embarrassing, thin and small. It would be good to have three catties of meat left after processing.

However, the meat of the Cuckoo bird is delicate and tender, and it is difficult to catch, and after the adult Cuckoo bird is processed, there will be at least five catties of meat left, at least five to ten copper coins per catty, and they are still rushing for it.

This uncle can be said to be quite willing. One hundred copper coins is equal to one silver coin. A chef's treatment of five silver coins a month will still be envied by others. He took out one silver coin and Jingming for half a Lulu beast. No copper coins.

But Jingming’s craftsmanship is really nothing to say, at least his way of handling ingredients, the little skills learned from various worlds, are definitely less developed than this information, and even a simple recipe will be regarded as a family heirloom, which is definitely much better.

Jingming cleaned it clean and cut it beautifully. Although the meat was not marinated in advance, Jingming stuffed the lulu beast's belly with chopped wild vegetables. When roasting, it was brushed with oil, juiced and salted. , evenly and patiently roasted, so that the fat on Lulu Beast's body is forced out by the firepower, so that the outer skin has a deep-fried crispy feeling.

The outside is charred and the inside is tender, salty and sweet, which is much better than the chef here who only sprinkles salt and doesn't know how to add anything, even if he cooks it, it's mostly dark cooking.

Jing Ming looked at the two chickens, and was silent for a while. It would be troublesome for him to take them away, so he might as well catch them when he wants to eat them, and he doesn't want to change them at all.

"Uncle, is your house nearby?" Jing Ming asked about it instead of submitting the change.

"Follow the small road over there, and there is a village not far away, and I live there." The uncle gestured with his hand.

"Uncle, do you have any animal skins at home? I'll exchange half of one for a piece of animal skin mattress. It doesn't have to be too good to keep you warm." Jing Ming didn't bring much when he went out, because it was summer, and his clothes were thin.

Grandma was mainly thinking that the money she gave would be enough for Jingming to find a hotel, or to spend the night at someone else's house. It never occurred to her that Jingming didn't say anything, but ended up making up his mind to sleep in the wild.

"My family has a lot of animal skin mattresses! You can pick them out with me in a while." As a hunter, he had the most contact with all kinds of wild beasts and magical beasts.

The animal skins that are being processed at home, the animal skins that have not been bought in the box after the processing, and the piecemeal animal skins that are spliced ​​by neighbors and can’t be sold by oneself, they have everything that one expects to find. One silver coin can buy at least one medium Quality full hides too.

Jing Ming showed a happy smile when he heard his words. This kind of smile on that immature face is really too pure and immature. Seeing that the uncle has a feeling that his own children will be like this when they grow up, I can't help it. Surrounded by patriarchy, she decided to get Jingming a piece of light, warm and high-quality animal skin at that time!

Jingming took a wooden stick and roasted it for a while, and when the inside of this piece of meat was fully cooked, he took it off without stopping, put it on the prepared stone that had been cleaned beforehand, and then quickly disassembled it with a dagger open.

People who practice martial arts have a big appetite, and the three-pound Lulu beast will definitely shrink after roasting, and the two of them will definitely not be able to eat enough, but the wild vegetables, mushrooms, and potatoes inside make up for this shortcoming. Moreover, it is wrapped in meat and baked. It is obviously a vegetable, but it has a meaty taste, and the meat also has a hint of the unique fragrance of vegetables.

"It's so delicious!" The uncle took advantage of the calluses on his hands, grabbed the meat, blew it, and put it in his mouth. He felt that he had lived for more than 40 years, and this was the best thing he had ever eaten!

When people are hungry, they will eat very attentively. When this uncle almost stopped eating, he found that he had eaten at least two-thirds of the meat and vegetables, and his oily hands rubbed in front of him embarrassingly. Rub it.

"Little brother, come to my house to pick some more. Are you practicing before the coming-of-age ceremony? Seeing that you have so little stuff, you just go out? Why don't you stay at my house for one night today, and my wife bakes bread very well?" It’s delicious, and it’s very soft when it’s just out of the oven!” The uncle just finished speaking, and he remembered the things he ate just now. He didn’t like to eat Lulu beasts before. The meat is thick and old, and it takes a lot of effort to bite. Serving cold and hard bread, you have to drink a full pot of water to swallow it every time, but this time the roasted Lulu beast feels softer than boiled, and it tastes better than the bread made by his mother-in-law But also fragrant and soft.

"No, I want to go a little longer. It's too early to get dark." Jing Ming wrapped the leftover meat in leaves and handed it to the uncle. Seeing his hesitation, he probably wanted to bring some for his family. "In exchange for bread."

"How can I be ashamed of you like this..." The uncle scratched his head and sighed. He wanted this thing, but he definitely couldn't just exchange it for bread. Seeing that the young man wanted to go out alone, with such a thin bag and only a weapon He brought a dagger. He still has a weapon that he practiced when he was young. It is polished and maintained every year. Although the material is not expensive, the workmanship is very good. It is hard and sharp, and it is much lighter than he was when it was polished all the year round. I gave it to my little brother. Just right.

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Jingming is such an open existence, proficient in all eighteen martial arts, can use pots and pans very well, can go out of the hall, enter the kitchen, exit the battlefield, enter the bedroom, and in the long run, he is also very fond of his wife, Cheap Gao Yang~

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