Chapter 11 11. The fourth time
Aunt Susan patted her chest and was thankful that Annan was back. Annan was worried about whether Tasia was okay.
When he returned home, he saw old Zoron, who had survived, sitting in the yard, telling the story of being saved by a big guy.
Annan asked if it was Tasia who saved him. Old Zoron stumbled and recalled: "I didn't pay attention, but the one who saved me... seemed... to have horns..."
Tasia is okay.
Then Aunt Susan began to drive old Zollen out. Little Annan, who almost killed her, still wants to eat here?
Today’s dinner is to bring back roasted meat and some washed wild vegetables, cook them together, and serve them with black bread.
Annan was still breaking the black bread and putting it into the broth, while Aunt Susan finished the bread in a hurry.
"Are you eating so fast?"
"The housework has not been done yet." Aunt Susan cleared up the housework accumulated during the day.
"Susan ate faster when she was young."
Uncle Hollin followed Aunt Susan out of the kitchen with his eyes, remembering the scene many years ago when Susan was so hungry that she swallowed a whole piece of black bread.
At that moment, Hollin realized that he had to marry Susan.
"Aunt Susan was like this when she was young..."
Annan has not yet learned words for fat and plump, but the charm of language is just the right amount of blank space.
"Of course not, she was very thin before." Hollin recalled the girl he dug out from the pile of corpses. "At that time, we tried our best to survive..."
Now... Let's put it this way Well, as a woodcutter who lives in the town and owns a house and family, Hollin's physique is almost the same as that of an ordinary professional, but standing next to Aunt Susan, he is like a monkey at the feet of a brown bear.
Annan ate very slowly. Brown bread was bran bread, and seeing a doctor in this environment was troublesome. He could only chew carefully and perform what Aunt Susan called "aristocratic" detail. Chew slowly.
After dinner, after washing the dishes with Martin who was waiting to do the dishes, Annan fell asleep in a simple town without night life.
Early the next morning, Annan asked Aunt Susan to help him find a job with a daily salary. But the one who helped was still Uncle Huolin. He found a good job for Annan - a friend of his who cleaned the stables for a certain knight was sick. Annan could work for him for two days and only needed to clean the stables. and feed the horses.
Uncle Huolin went to contact him early in the morning and agreed that Annan would take over for two days and the reward would be 30 copper coins.
Annan can go out alone, but Aunt Susan is still worried and asks Martin to send him there.
After passing the bustling streets of Pinglin Town, a mansion with a completely different temperament from the town is located in the garden. The guards patrolling the surrounding area are obviously much more frequent than at Aunt Susan's house.
"Sooner or later I want Uncle Hollin and Aunt Susan to live in such a big house." Martin muttered with longing.
Walking around the main entrance of the mansion, Annan saw the groom waiting for him, and asked Martin to go back and follow the groom into the stable in the backyard.
There is no peculiar smell in the stables, and Annan does not need to do the most troublesome tasks of feeding and cleaning the horses. He only needs to clean up the feces occasionally.
In his spare time, Annan admired the green plants and flowers in the garden, and occasionally looked at the whitewashed walls of the mansion, imagining how much gold it would cost to buy this garden mansion.
Of course, what he likes most is chatting with the groom.
But the groom didn't like it, so Annan turned to staring at the garden and the mansion in a daze.
In the afternoon, Annan’s unfocused eyes suddenly fell towards the silhouette that appeared on the terrace,
The purple lace dress outlines her plump figure, and her long wavy hair is casually draped over her shoulders. The red lips under the straight bridge of the nose are stunning.
Annan thought she looked familiar, and so did the woman on the terrace.
Annan was still smeared with ashes by Aunt Susan before going out, but her black hair is very recognizable.
Is this the fourth or fifth time you’ve met the Wine Lady? It was just the frown that ruined the fateful encounter: "Are you following me?"
However, it was a bit far away, and Annan couldn't quite understand him. When the wind came to his ears, the questioning became "you...me?".
At the critical moment, Annan felt blessed in his heart and remembered Mr. Fast’s teachings.
"Yes..."
The wine lady's eyebrows gradually stretched, and the corners of her lips curved. She remembered that the boy "professed" not to know Lingua Franca.
“Why are you here?”
This time Annan understood. He picked up the pitchfork for picking up horse manure from under the shed and held it up to show it.
"Mr. Fast is gone, I am working!"
"I hope the next time I meet you will not be in my bedroom."
Annan understands Half, I guess the other half, I want to be a mage but not a thief.
When she still wanted to talk to the "big boss" in Mr. Fast's words, she had already turned around and left the terrace. The wine lady left, and Annan had to find the groom to continue practicing his speaking skills.
Click——
The wine lady opened the door that was knocked, and Sir Sean said worriedly: "The servant said that there was a shouting coming from your room, and I'm worried that something happened."
"Look. I saw a familiar little guy and sighed that there was no scenery outside the window."
"It's definitely not as good as the Breeze City at the foot of the snow-capped mountains..." Sir Sean stepped forward and followed the wine lady, "Familiar little guy. ?”
“A boy working around. I want something to eat.”
Sir Sean waved his hand and asked the servant to lead the wine lady to the restaurant for dinner first. He came to the terrace where the smell of perfume lingered.
Looking around the empty garden and the only visible stable.
Leaving the terrace and the room, the man called the housekeeper: "What happened in the garden and stables recently?"
"Uh... a groom took leave yesterday, and a young man was hired to replace him. What's wrong with him?"
"Nothing."
The host said it was nothing, but the housekeeper didn't think so. He hurried to the stable and yelled at the young man who raised his head: "You..."
Those clear eyes made the butler swallow his usual acrimony inexplicably, and temporarily changed his words: "Unlucky..." Guy, Jazz found you, get out of here before he causes trouble for you.”
The butler didn’t know why Jazz Sean asked, he just didn’t want to cause trouble.
Annan had to leave the stable where he had only worked for a few hours, and he did not even get today's salary.
The unreasonable disaster he suffered was obviously related to the wine lady.
Without a job, Annan started thinking about where to make money. There are spirits in pubs, coffee and tea in restaurants, and even poor people's houses have a few pieces of glass full of impurities. These all block Annan's idea of using simple and easy means to get money.
Gunpowder and papermaking? Annan doesn't know if this world exists, and even if it doesn't exist, it can't be recreated... But it is said that there is a magic that can recall forgotten memories.
It’s just that this creates a paradox: Annan needs to become a mage to remember the forgotten knowledge, and only by remembering the forgotten knowledge can he have the money to become a mage.
On the way back, Annan still looked at the library with a longing for knowledge, and the old man sitting in the sunshine behind the window.
For the next two days, Annan was forced to accompany Martin in chasing wild dogs and adventuring in the woods. On the third day, Mr. Fast finally came back from the city.
(End of this chapter)