Chapter 42 42. Alchemy Materials
When dinner was approaching, Lan En and Bernie drove the boat back to the village and prepared to rest.
After a period of adjustment, they selected a more efficient working time.
Go out in the morning and return to the village in the evening. While there is still plenty of time, the equipment can be repaired and prepared before going to bed.
It can be put into use again the next morning.
The long-term hunting work is not only helping the villagers of Oriden, Lann himself is also learning the living habits of a witcher.
You have to know that during the first few times of work, he had to waste half of the day waiting for equipment.
Similar to time planning, this kind of detailed knowledge is useless even if there is a teacher to teach it. You have to actually get started and do it yourself in order to grow.
Time is work efficiency. In a "service industry" that is responsible for its own profits and losses, if you are not efficient, even eating will be a problem.
As soon as the two men docked the boat, a child with a big head and a small head due to malnutrition trotted over.
"White, have you been waiting for a long time?"
Lan greeted the boy as he carefully got off the boat.
"Not for a long time, not for a long time." The boy waved his hands quickly.
The other side also took the sheathed silver sword handed to him by Lan En.
"As usual, help me send the sword to Ivan, then feed Poppy, and then..."
Lan En said with a smile, and a shining golden Oren popped out of his palm with a "ding" sound from his thumb.
"These five days' wages can be paid."
"Okay sir! Thank you, sir!"
White's big head went up and down as the gold coins jumped. The swaying and excited eyes are similar to those of a cat staring at a small fish.
The child held the sword and jumped towards the blacksmith shop in the village.
Bernie behind him also tied the boat rope to the dock and went ashore.
"Are you going to Mrs. Donner's place next?"
Lan En nodded.
“Well, although it’s fun and safe to cut down the water ghost now, the cotton armor is just...”
The young man raised his hand to grab the "water ghost human shield" One hand, the arm part of the school armor, the steel structure inside is fine.
But the outer layer of cotton armor has become tattered due to the struggle of the water ghost on his hands.
"The job of a witcher is really expensive. Okay, I will go to the tavern. If you want to have a drink, come to me."
"Well, see you later."
When Lan En left his cotton-padded armor at Mrs. Downer's house, when he came out, he happened to meet White who was returning home from doing errands.
The little boy smiled sheepishly at the young man and kept holding the corner of his clothes with his fingers.
Lan En directly popped an Oren coin out of his hand with a "ding" sound.
“Hey, I’ve got the wages!”
The boy couldn’t care less about his embarrassed thoughts and hurriedly hurriedly for a while before grabbing the gold coins that were jumping around in his hands.
Looking back, Lan En was already walking towards the village tavern.
Children of this age have natural aura, or purity of soul, which can make people feel calm.
Especially when teasing them.
At first, White pretended not to know Mrs. Donner, hoping that Lan En could make more clothes at his mother's place, improve the family situation, and at least let Mrs. Donner do less heavy work.
But Lan En was going back and forth while repairing the cotton armor cover, so he should have run into this kid no matter what.
Recalling the scene of their second meeting, Lan En still felt like laughing.
After White entered the door and saw Lan En, he was so frightened that he seemed to have entered the wrong door.
Then, with red cheeks, he told the young man something like, "My clothes are made here," "Look at this craftsmanship, it doesn't wear out!", "So come here and buy a few more," and so on.
Mrs. Downer laughed so hard that her hair fell out of her turban.
Lan En was watching him perform.
What other expressions can he put on?
A child, with his immature and strong sense of shame, made a small panic in order to improve the family environment, and became red-faced for it.
Lan En smiled and followed his suggestion and ordered a few more sets of regular clothes as replacements.
Anyway, since he is in armor, he does need to change his underwear frequently, so he might as well buy it here.
This is also the reason why White often looks embarrassed when he meets Lan En.
After a period of contact, Lan also discovered that White had no resentment towards him.
I don’t know what kind of education this child received from Mrs. Downer. In this world where racial discrimination is rampant, he can clearly distinguish between hatred between individuals and groups. It is inevitable that White hates, or rather hates, the group of demon hunters who killed his father.
But his attitude towards Lan En, who helped the village, was quite friendly.
“There’s nothing unusual about this. Gudu-” In the tavern, Bernie picked up his wine glass and took a sip.
"Little White seems to have matured and worked hard since his father died. Damn, looking at him like that, I wonder if it would be better for my children if I disappeared for a while. "
The fisherman and hunter, whose cheeks were already turning red, tilted his head and thought about it.
"Just let his mother tell him, how about I was bitten on the neck by a water ghost?"
"Not so good." Lan En wiped the beer foam from the corner of his mouth and pouted. "In this village, I'll be lucky if White can let go of his resentment. I don't want your children to look at me like cannibals."
Old Allen also helped: "Lan En said That’s right, don’t do unnecessary things. It’s the goddess’ blessing that your child will grow up, so don’t dare to expect anything else.”
“Okay, okay.” Bernie waved his hands indifferently, that’s what he said. explain.
"By the way, Lan En, you said you were going to use alchemy to make a magic potion? What ingredients are needed? Just tell old Allen."
Old Allen put down his wine glass and became energetic.
"Lan En, can you still make potions? You are still a doctor!"
In this era when medicine is not prosperous, alchemists, witch doctors, and doctors have very important positions. Hard to tell.
Because they all have overlapping businesses.
Old Allen is excited about this: if Lan En is a doctor, then he will be more useful to the village!
Other villages didn't dare to seek medical treatment from the witcher, and neither did Auriden.
But if they were asked to find Lan En, no one would say they were unwilling.
"I am also a novice in alchemy." Lan En quickly waved his hand to lower the expectations of the village elder.
"Whether it will work or not depends on practice. I picked some medicinal materials outside. There are also materials on monsters that can be used, but I want the villagers to help find things that are not available by the lake. "
"No problem, everyone is willing to help if you ask." Old Allen seemed more confident in his reputation than Lan En himself.
"White azure petals, that's it. I can find honeysuckle, flea and so on by the lake, but I can't find this."
Lan En spread his hands and expressed his difficulties.
Old Allen was about to say that it was okay, but a voice outside the tavern window interrupted him.
"White whooping petals! No problem!"
A big-headed kid stuck his head in. His little face was red, and you could tell how nervous he was.
But he still looked at the stunned Lan En firmly.
"Sir, don't worry, leave it to me!"
After saying that, Lan En ran away without waiting for any reaction.
"That kid" Bernie was also stunned at this time, "Is he eavesdropping?"
"Woot!" Lan En seemed to have just reacted and said with wide eyes. The country's curses come as soon as you open your mouth.
"What did you say? No." Bernie couldn't understand Chinese, but he quickly stopped worrying. "Can you hear the swamp witch digging in the mud, but can't you hear a kid squatting in the corner?"
"I'm here Drink!" In order to defend his reputation as a capable person, Mr. Lane, who was burdened by his reputation, immediately fought back.
Argumentally said: "I'm in a safe place, drinking with my friends! This doesn't count!"
At the same time, I yelled in my heart: "Mentos! You're such a loser!" It’s a serious dereliction of duty!”
Mentos thought to himself that you didn’t ask me to stay alert. You can only activate combat mode if you get out of the way. Isn’t that what you said?
But it also knew that the best way to deal with Lan En at this time was to remain silent.
Fortunately, Bernie doesn’t dwell on this issue.
"That's okay. You don't have to go into the forest to pick some petals. At most, you can just move around on the side of the road. Nothing will go wrong. He is worthy of your Oren coin."
Blue The wages En paid to Little White were exaggerated. Everyone knew it, and White himself knew it.
That’s why he couldn’t wait to do something more for Lan En.
Lan En shrugged and accepted the words.
But old Allen frowned slightly at this time.
"Normally nothing will happen, but now I heard that children in Midcops have been lost, and they are not far from us."
Before he finished speaking, he said to himself Just shook his head.
“There is a white whooping red near the village. Those damned human traffickers should not dare to approach the village no matter what. Let’s do it like this.”
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