Extraordinary noble man

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Wan Shu walked into the shabby hut, and then heard the bang bang sound coming from the bedroom, so he went in and saw that it was Krell who was chiseling the wooden wall there.

The wooden walls here are very thick. The thick logs are cut in half, and then the plane faces inwards. A layer of wooden boards will be built inside if you are more particular, such as Keweier, and the bark is not even processed if you are not particular. , such as Krell.

Although this is Krell's home, he can do whatever he wants, but Wan Shu wants to sleep here, and a hole in the wall is not acceptable. Not only will the wind and snow blow in, but something might get in at night. So he threw his heavy luggage on the ground,

walked over.

"Why do you dig a hole?" Wan Shu asked, with a calm expression and a calm tone. Although he and Krell had only lost their temper half an hour ago, it looked like it was the same as usual.

Krell carefully looked at his face, saw that he didn't show any anger, so he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then replied: "I'll get you a fireplace. I used to live alone, and I didn't cover myself with a quilt at night. It's all done, but you are weak and the weather is getting colder, so it will be more comfortable to sleep by burning a fireplace."

Wan Shu knew that, and was a little worried that the wooden house would be burned, but seeing a lot of stones on the side, he guessed that the fireplace should be made of stones, so he followed Claire to make trouble.

"Get it done before going to bed." Wan Shu only told him this, and then turned and left.

Krell wanted to please Wan Shu, so he naturally responded and continued to build the fireplace seriously. During the period, he did not forget to prick up his ears to listen to the movement outside, and then he heard the sound of flints colliding, followed by the sound of firewood burning.

Krell didn't care, he only thought that Wanshu was burning firewood to keep warm, and he was thinking of going out to cook for Wanshu after working for a while, but unexpectedly he heard the sound of a knife cutting something on the cutting board.

Could it be cooking?Krell was startled, and stood up very unexpectedly. He naturally knew that Wan Shu couldn't cook. The man's hands were very tender, his skin was thin and fair, and even the palms of his hands were beautiful pink. It seems that he was brought up with quiet care, so after seeing Wan Shu's hands, he decided not to let him work in the future.

The other party's parents took such a beautiful life and cared for him so well, how could he not cherish it?

So Claire walked out quickly, and he saw Wan Shu squatting on the dusty ground chopping vegetables, with his head down, his fair and handsome face expressionless.

Seeing this, Krell felt inexplicably sour, and quickly grabbed the knife from Wan Shu's hand: "I'll come, I'll come!"

Wan Shu saw that he had snatched his knife, so he got up indifferently and walked to the side stool to sit down, but when he looked at the cutting board, the vegetables were all in pieces.

"You've cut it into pieces, how do you cook it?" Wan Shu frowned.

"...I was too anxious." Krell said belatedly, and then apologized to him embarrassingly: "I don't eat much, and I don't know how to cook."

Wan Shu raised his eyebrows: "Then you still snatch my knife?"

"I don't want you to work..." Claire was a little embarrassed, subconsciously raised his hand and scratched his head, but forgot to have a knife in his hand, and cut his cheek accidentally.

The wound was not deep, just a thin one, but there was still some blood, so Krell squatted there in a daze with the knife, not knowing whether to leave it alone or wash it.

Seeing his reckless appearance, Wan Shu smiled, and when he smiled, Claire also smiled, and the atmosphere in the room suddenly became more harmonious.

"Go and wash your face, it won't be good if blood drips on the vegetables." Wan Shu said, and returned to Krell's side, taking the knife from him.

Claire nodded, and went out. When he came in, the blood had stopped on his face, leaving only a bloodstain.

This recovery ability is also absolutely perfect.Wan Shu sighed, then poured the dregs of vegetables into the pot, and decided to cook pimple soup, so he brought flour and a water pot from the ground beside him to make gnocchi.

Pour a little water into the flour, and stir it quickly with chopsticks. Wan Shu's movements are natural and skillful, and Krell, who is watching, can only blink.

After Wan Shu finished cooking a pot of soup, Krell said in a dull voice, "So you know how to cook?"

"I couldn't do it a month ago." Wan Shu said lightly, "I burned down your brother's kitchen later, so I can do it."

"You set fire to my second brother's kitchen?" Krell didn't know this yet.

"Yeah." Wan Shu smiled: "His face was black at the time, and I was only allowed to cook at your place in the future. You should really thank me for not burning down your house."

"If you burn it, just burn it. I'll build another good one." Krell said indifferently, paused, then stared at Wan Shu's white and tender hands, "...you must have never done it before. These live?"

"Of course." Wan Shu thought of his life on Earth, with beauty and nostalgia in his eyes: "My grandfather was already a rich man when I was born, and my mother was also a rich lady in Hong Kong. My grandfather pays attention to traditional Chinese culture. I have a scholarly family, and my mother likes the aristocratic elegance of England, so I have been particular about food and clothing since I was a child, not to mention housework, even when I get up, someone will help me make the bed, even if I am single later. When I went to the United States alone, I also hired professional housekeepers to clean up for me, at most, I just made a pot of coffee myself."

After Wan Shu finished speaking, he looked at the pot of pimple soup he had cooked in front of him, with a trace of sarcasm on Junyi's face: "Who would have known that I would live such a life now?"

Although Krell couldn't understand the life on Earth described by Wanshu, he could understand that he grew up under the care of many people and didn't need to do anything by himself, so he felt guilty: "Sorry... ...I'm so bad here."

Wan Shu glanced at him lightly, and didn't say anything to comfort or belittle him, but urged: "Okay, go back and build the fireplace."

Krell nodded, and then went into the house. Wan Shu was the only one left in the simple outhouse. He looked at the swaying firewood and let out a faint sigh.

In the evening, the two sat on a small bench to eat together. Knowing that the orcs had a big appetite, Wan Shu specially cooked two large pieces of meat. As a result, Krell ate it all at once, and praised how delicious it was.

"What kind of sauce are you pouring on the meat?" Krell asked incredulously, "It's very fragrant, even better than what my father and my elder brother cooked."

"I made it myself." Wan Shu said truthfully, this was the first time he made something for others to eat, and he was quite surprised to see that he liked it.

"You are really good." Claire looked at him with sparkling eyes: "I will eat all of them from now on, okay?"

Wan Shu lowered his head and sipped the soup indifferently: "If you live here, it's fine."

Claire's eyes dimmed, but he regained his energy soon, and then went back to the bedroom to tinker with the fireplace.

After washing the dishes, Wan Shu went in and saw that the fireplace had already been formed. It was in the shape of a traditional arch. The stones were piled up very well, leaving almost no gaps. The chimney was cleverly integrated with the wall, which protruded slightly piece.

Isn't this a good way to build a house?Wan Shu looked at it, then pointed to the sunken wall next to the fireplace and said, "If you have time, make a row of lockers on this wall, just take a few boards and nail them directly, anyway, your shabby house It's useless to make a cabinet too good, it's better to keep the rough style."

Krell nodded, and he looked at Wan Shu with a shy smile: "The bed also needs to be fixed, as well as the table and chairs. I have three days' vacation, so I can fix them for you."

"Yeah." Wan Shu thought for a while, and added something: "There is also a stove, a cabinet, a set of tables and chairs outside, if you have enough time, you can get them together."

Claire naturally agreed, and Wan Shu tried to burn the fireplace to sleep that night, and it was much warmer. It used to be necessary to cover two layers of quilts, but now one layer is enough.

A rare good night's sleep.

When he woke up the next day, Krell had already made breakfast, fruit and barbecue, the primitive one made Wan Shu unable to complain, but he ate it anyway, and told Krell that he would make breakfast by himself in the future.

"Oh..." Krell saw that Wan Shu didn't like the breakfast he made, so he was a little depressed. He thought about asking his elder brother for advice on how to make a breakfast suitable for females, but he thought that he had to make furniture, and then three After the one-day vacation, I have to be busy with tribe affairs, and I suddenly feel that the time allocation is not enough.

No wonder many orcs quit the army after they had a partner. If it wasn't for climbing up, Krell would have resigned and concentrate on taking care of Wanshu.

Taking good care of the females is protecting the precious resources of the tribe. If the females live well, they will have more children, and the more children there are, the stronger the tribe will be. Therefore, the higher-ups will only encourage the orcs with companions to focus their lives on the females.

After dinner, Kleil went to the nearby birch forest to cut wood, and came back with three heavy logs in high spirits. Kleil wanted to discuss making furniture with Wan Shu, but found that Wan Shuren was gone.

"..." Claire silently swallowed the tears in his heart, thinking that Wan Shu would wait for him at home, he was so stupid.

At this moment, Wan Shu was discussing with an elderly female in the market.

"Yes, the cloth you weave will be sold in my store. If it is sold, I will take [-]% of it." Wan Shu said, he had noticed this old man for a long time, and would bring a few bolts of cloth to the market to sell from time to time. Of course, I wove the cloth when I was bored, because it was just a hobby, so I didn't open a shop in the market.

The old man agreed without any hesitation, and it would save him some trouble if someone sold him for him, and a [-]% cut was also very fair: "Okay, then I'll leave it to you."

As he spoke, he handed over the four rolls of cloth from the stall to Wan Shu.

Wan Shu took it, then hugged the cloth and asked the old man: "Are there any people around you who like to make things but have no intention of opening a shop?"

The old man thought for a while, and recommended a few to Wan Shu: "Oss, who lives near my house, likes to carve wood carvings. All kinds of paintings are painted on the umbrellas, and if there are too many at home, they will be sold in the market.”

Wan Shu remembered it secretly, and then went outside a small shop with four pieces of cloth in his arms. The shop was almost empty, and there was a faint sweet smell of food. This was what Wan Shu bought from someone else a few days ago. shop now.

There was a child of seven or eight years old sitting behind the counter in the store, and there were two middle-aged females beside him. Seeing Wan Shu come in, they all looked over.

"Boss! These two uncles want to send something to sell at your place!" The child said happily to Wan Shu. He was originally playing in the market, but Wan Shu tricked him into visiting the store with the fruit he hadn't eaten in the morning.

Wan Shu put the cloth in his arms on the shelf beside him, and then smiled commercially at the two females: "Want to consign something?"

"Yes." One of the females said: "I heard that I can sell some things to you. I have seven or eight jars of honey here. I can't finish it myself, and the people around me don't like it, so I want to sell it." gone."

"Honey? Yes, but I'll take [-]% of the price if you sell it." Wan Shu said, talking about the store's rules: "And you have to come to my store to withdraw the money yourself. I'm only a consignment platform. Not responsible for pick-up."

"Okay!" The female immediately responded, and Wan Shu gave him a pen and paper.

"Write your name on a note and paste it on the jar of honey you want to sell, so that when I sell it for you, I will know it is your product." Wan Shu finished speaking and looked at another female. : "What about you? Are you also here to sell things?"

"Yeah." The female opened the big cloth bag in her hand and showed it to Wan Shu: "Yesterday I fried chestnuts for my child, but there were too many fried chestnuts. There is a big bag here. If you don't finish eating it soon, it will go bad."

"Stir-fried chestnuts..." Wan Shu smiled at him apologetically, "I don't accept this kind of cooked food here, and it's easy to leave a smell in the store."

And if it can't be sold, it's not easy to deal with if it breaks down. Wan Shu doesn't do this kind of troublesome business.

"That's it..." The female wasn't too disappointed, so she said with a smile, "Then I'll go to the market and find a place to put it."

"Well, I'm sorry." Wan Shu said politely, and after the female who consigned honey posted her name, she sent the two away.

The child was still standing on the side eating the fruit, Wan Shu also admired him, two fruits could be eaten for an hour.

"Come on, I have a task for you." Wan Shu hooked his fingers at him, and the child jumped over immediately, and then Wan Shu said to him: "Go to the market to find a stall selling bulk goods, don't want to eat, but Those that can be stored in cans, such as honey, nuts, and spices, can be stored, and then tell the people who set up the stalls that I can help them sell them here, and if I make a deal here, I will buy you a candy."

"Sugar!" The child's eyes lit up immediately: "Peanut candy?"

"Well, peanut candy."

"Okay!" The child cheered and ran out in a hurry.

Sure enough, children are easy to fool.Wan Shu stared at his small body and thought, of course this child is not a female, but an orc. If it is a female child, Wan Shu would not dare to manipulate it casually. After all, this place is very precious to females, and it is impossible for a female child to be watched by adults. Then, it is impossible not to have pocket money to buy candy.

That is to say, orc children are hard-pressed, and adults don't care if they are hurt or hungry, and they think that even small animals cannot be caught and eaten, and they are useless.

However, this orc child actually loves to eat fruit and candy, and he probably will be a little bit small when he grows up.

Wan Shu regained his thoughts and registered the new groceries in the warehouse one by one, and made calculations in his mind while looking at the store.

Opening a shop is naturally for making money, and making money is for mercenaries.

In fact, there is no concept of mercenaries here. Orcs are very indifferent to money. They can hunt and build houses by themselves, and they are completely self-sufficient, so money is not of much use to them, and the dignity of orcs only allows them to obey. Orcs and companions who are stronger than themselves, want to use money to make them work?Impossible.

But Wan Shu is different as a "female". I believe that many orcs will accept his employment with a good impression of him.

The time here is different from that on the earth. When Wan Shu came here, it was close to November on the earth, but it was only September here. Now more than two months have passed, and it is now November in the orc world, and April There is still half a year left before the ice melts and the snow melts in spring.

Tsk, Wan Shu was annoyed at the thought of waiting so long, but he had no choice but to be patient and make full preparations.

The goal is to earn enough money to hire 50 orcs in the first six months, and Krell's side is already stable. He is currently the deputy captain of the scouting team, and it should be possible to send ten men. Kurt's side also has If you have a good relationship with him, maybe he can give himself [-] people, so that there will be a team of nearly a hundred people, which is enough for Wan Shu to carry out a carpet search.

He couldn't believe that so many people couldn't find the space channel.

Wan Shu was contemplating when he suddenly noticed two familiar figures appearing on the street five meters away, so he narrowed his eyes.

He didn't wear contact lenses today, and the care solution had already bottomed out, so it was blurry from a distance, but even so, he still distinguished the two through their figures and blurred facial features.

It was Keweier and Casey, they were walking around the market intimately together.

Wan Shu raised his eyebrows, and there was some interest in his dark eyes.