Chapter 2686: risk

The reason why I showed a hesitating attitude was not because of reluctance, and not because of stinginess. It was because Father Taylor’s previous advice was still in my ears—even if it was just a glass of royal jelly, it was difficult for a human being to bear it.
...Well, the royal jelly in the honeycomb is mixed with golden honey. Seriously speaking, it is considered to be mixed with high-quality golden honey. The effect is not as good as pure royal jelly, but it is much stronger than golden honey, but even so , The honey mixed with royal jelly still has the powerful magic value unique to royal jelly, which is not something humans can absorb as they please!
For the health of the two queens, I have to say a few more words, even if it is annoying, or even suspected of being reluctant to pay the honey, I still have to stick to my opinion!
All this is for justice!
However, just when I was swearing that I would never let the Fairy Queen take the honey as she pleases, the Fairy Queen glanced at me and turned to Taylor, saying: "If he refuses to give it, you will get a can of it yourself later. You want a big jar, um... the size is about the size of a small lantern."
Without waiting for Taylor’s answer, I hurriedly opened the door and sneaked into the room, filled a small jar of honey as fast as possible, and held it out of the house with a bright flattering smile: "Grandma , Your honey."
"It's my honey." The fairy queen smiled and nodded, and said casually, she returned to the palace side by side with the fairy queen, followed by the griffon and me.
Speaking of which, Griffin and I are old acquaintances. It was my acquaintance with the fairy queen, but this beast... sorry, I was a little excited, this bird-headed lion actually showed up With an arrogant expression, the bird is not a bird, and I even greet him politely without moving my eyelids.
I looked at the Griffin up and down for a few moments, and I estimated in my heart that a pot might not be able to cook, at least I would have to add another grill.
While figuring out how to cook a griffon meal, he walked griefly by holding the jar.
Entering the palace, the fairy queen ordered the maid to prepare three cups and one bucket, each with varying amounts of golden honey. Among them, the two queens mixed with a larger proportion, and the griffon mixed with a larger number. Only me, only There are so many ear picks.
When I heard about the golden honey distribution method of the Fairy Queen, I was aggrieved. After all, I could get a jar of golden honey. Even if I didn’t make a great contribution, I had at least four successful efforts, but only an ear spoon. Honey, this is really bullying!
However, in the next second, my grievances disappeared-the fairy queen said to me: "Humans cannot drink too much golden honey, they will suffer from excess mana."
This news excites me for two reasons. First, neither the elder Sonoda nor the old man leaked the information that I am a fairy to the fairy queen, indicating that they still care about my pride and take me seriously. , Rather than just being a tool person; secondly, if I know that I am a descendant of the ancient fairy, the fairy queen may call me, but now I don’t know, and still treat me as a human race, which invisibly saved a lot of trouble.
Holding the pocket-like wine cup happily, I lightly sipped the golden honey: "Hmm~~~ It tastes really good!"
I showed an intoxicated expression and said affectionately, but at the same time, I secretly complained: It was as light as boiled water...I can't taste a little bit of sweetness. Fortunately I drank a whole bottle of royal jelly before, otherwise I'm afraid I didn't even know the taste of golden honey, so I was fooled.
The Fairy Queen was very satisfied with my reaction. The Fairy Queen had a little sympathy in her eyes, but sympathy returned to sympathy, but she didn't even give me more honey.
After drinking honey, after a while, I got up and said goodbye.
Leaving the palace and heading straight to the house, as soon as I entered the house, I saw a horror scene-Barbara, who followed the fragrance of honey, was holding a big tea mug and scooping honey into it.
This spoonful of honey can be quite a lot, it's almost larger than the capacity of the Elf Queen's teacup!
I hurriedly took a step, grabbed the hive and the spoon, and said, "What are you doing? Don't kill me?"
Barbara with a greedy face, seeing that the delicious food that was about to reach her mouth was taken away, she suddenly angered from her heart, and the evil grew to the guts, her claws stretched out, and it would be more than twenty times-if I No matter how flat his face is, he can play Go.
"Dare to grab my honey!" Barbara said bitterly: "Is it too long to live?"
"I think you have lived too long." Reluctantly tossing the spoon into the hive, I pointed to the hive and said, "Do you know what it is?"
"Hive!" Barbara said loudly.
"Do you know what bee nest this is?"
"I don't care about the bee nest, I can eat it!"
"This is the golden beehive, the nest of the golden bees, and the honey in it is also golden honey. Ordinary humans can't eat more, they will get sick!"
Barbara pouted her lips, with a bad face, and said, "I don't believe it."
"Don't believe it? Humph." Putting down the hive carefully, I said, "Do you know the granddaughter of Mai Sonoda? It's the girl named Beibei. She even went to a cafe for coffee."
"What's wrong with her?" Barbara asked, raising her chin.
"I'm sick, the magic value is excessive" I said: "I was eating this honey and almost died. Fortunately, the old man came in time and saved a small life, but he is still in a coma!"
Barbara was shocked when she heard this, and was obviously taken aback by what I said.
She still knows me very well. Although she is always obedient to her, she becomes tough when it comes to life-critical matters.
With a little silence, she pointed to the hive and said: "This thing is very fragrant, I want to eat it."
Seeing her behaved a lot, I said: "That's right, it should be fine to eat less... By the way, what about the old man?"
"On the second floor."
I grinned and cut. This old man, he must have been addicted to alcohol, and ran upstairs to drink.
But if you drink wine, you can’t hide the honey before drinking it?
In case Barbara also suffers from excess mana, I don’t know how many cramps it will cause!
"Hold the cup" I said: "Follow me upstairs and ask the old man to help you scoop it. He knows how much to scoop."
This time, Barbara was not arrogant, but went upstairs obediently.
Sure enough, the old man was lying on the cushion with a look of drunkenness. There were a pile of empty wine bottles on both sides of the cushion.
"I said old man, can you stop drinking as soon as you come back?"
"What does it matter?" The old man struck a drunkard, and said: "Life is alive, and if you have fun in time, it is alive. Too much restraint and scruples are not called alive, but alive."
Rubbing both sides of the bridge of my nose, I couldn't help sighing, this old man was stubborn again.
Immediately, I stopped struggling with this matter, but asked him why he didn't put the hive away before going upstairs.
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