Chapter 1070: Terrible food

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It is a pity that the reason why the two bought it was not art, but because it was cheap, because this water jar is the cheapest one. And it’s big enough. The most important thing is that even if there are many cracks on the surface like a neuron in a person, it will not leak anyway. Perhaps in a sense, this is really a stunning art.
Then there are three big bowls. I bought it in the same place, although Ye Chen has repeatedly shown that even if you just find a stone of the right size, dig a pit in it, the bowl you made seems to be better than this, but it only needs to add five silver coins. If you can buy one get three, you can forget it.
Then there is the quilt, which is very important for a poor family. With a good one, at least you don’t need to be frozen when you sleep. For this reason, the mother just bought a new one-and the truth is that this guy has a cleansing addiction, saying that he would not buy anything used by others.
Because of this, the money bag, which was not much bigger than the fist, immediately deflated and there seemed to be only a layer of air, which made the money to buy the pot and spoon very restrictive.
Then came the purchase of food, fathers and mothers who had a hunch of another war, and their faces were severely wrinkled. It is as if the dead are about to step on the battlefield. With this momentum, they enter the next market.
How to say it, as expected, it is full of food that has never been seen before. What is that stuff? Strung up with branches... dried mice?
On the humble wooden stalls, there are various wild vegetables, or some roots of unknown plants, and meat, in addition to rat meat, you can also recognize some things like insects, anyway, just look at the appearance Meat that makes it difficult to increase appetite, even so, is sought after by many poor people because of its low price.
"Father, mother, what are you doing, here, here."
Little Charcoal beckoned not far away, mother's heart jumped violently, and then bowed her head in silent prayer, probably hoping that Little Charcoal's taste should not be too special, but it was all right except for appearance. It must be true, that is, what the little charcoal eats, the two have to eat with it.
When I walked over to see it, the small gray charcoal was bargaining with a yellow-skinned businessman, and the goal of the two was to put it in a bag... Well, it is more indescribable, the shape is as crumbly as the feed, and the color is between A thing between brown and black.
At this time, the two wished to give themselves a slap. It turned out that the mouse doing such a thing is already a luxury...
In the end, the bargaining skills of the small charcoal were successfully used, and the last silver coin was spent. We bought a small bag, about four or five pounds, which is similar to pig feed.
After starting the last food, the look of small gray charcoal was alert, and he always intentionally or unintentionally protected the bag carried by Ye Chen behind him, especially when traveling in the crowd, the spirit was extremely nervous.
And the two found that she was not too sensitive. This way, there are indeed more than a dozen hidden sights that are not well-intentioned. They glanced over us, especially the bag in their hands, and they probably couldn’t see it. Get started, and finally gave up.
The life of the poor is really not easy. After returning to the cave at the foot of the mine, the tired father and mother seemed to have just fought with tens of thousands of monsters and gasped.
I always thought that the life of only the comprehension is full of danger. I never thought that even in the city of Flower Demon King who will not be attacked by monsters, the life of the poor is full of hardships and crises. It is no easier than the comprehension.
Then. Our eyes fell on the bag, after all, this is something to eat later.
"I bought a good thing. Now many black-hearted merchants grind the dried hay and mix it with absinthe."
Little charcoal did not know whether it was intentional or not, so he muttered, took the bag in his hand, walked to the corner of the cave, and opened a hidden stone. A small hole half a meter deep was exposed, and the bag was carefully hidden inside,
This small pit was made under the strong request of small charcoal. It was originally thought what to do. It turned out to be this way. Indeed, in a poor home, only food must be hidden.
"In this way, others should not find it."
Clapping her hands, she seemed to have done something big. Satisfied smile.
From what she just said, we get another message. This small bag of food is probably what is absinthe. It is powdered after being dried. How do you eat this stuff?
"I remember my dad used to eat the absinthe powder."
Shortly after the result, the small gray charcoal puzzled us.
"By the way, I went outside to see if I could pick some wild vegetables and come back."
After talking, the little charcoal ran out. The two of us just needed some room to speak, and there was nothing to stop.
"I said... Would you make that absinthe cake?" Father looked away.
"Try it." The mother seemed emboldened.
"Anyway, when it fails, I just use the excuse of ‘ah, I haven’t done it in five years. The craft is inevitably rusty.
The father nodded.
"Woo, playing the mother...no, it should be said that playing the poor, there are really too many unexpected hardships."
The depressed mother said something she absolutely forbidden to say.
"It doesn't matter, it will get used to it slowly." The father patted his mother's shoulder comfortably. But the smile on the corner of my mouth looked like gloating.
"Like mouse meat, insect meat, and so on, it can be quickly made into delicious food, and it is delicious to eat."
"Ah ah ah ah ah--!"
The mother groaned even more, and suddenly grabbed her father's shirt with tears in the corners of her eyes, desperately shaking the other side like a defeat.
"Make money, make money quickly. If you are a man, give me money immediately. Let our mother and daughter live a good life. Isn't your life's only goal, the only motivation to live, the only value of existence?"
"Hey, I don't remember when I was set to such a sad role."
Compared with the rationally runaway Red Lotus, Ye Chen seemed much more calm. After all, in the last life, he also ate a lot of hardship, but it was not comparable to the princess who grew up in the greenhouse like Red Lotus.
Just when her mother was about to run away completely, the little charcoal finally came back. She was holding a little pitiful wild vegetable in one hand, and the other was carrying a tattered pouch.
"I didn't go far, I just picked it up."
With his head down, as if he had done something wrong, he put the scattered wild vegetables in front of the two, and then took another small bag and handed it to the two.
"this is……"
Gently shaking the bag, a burst of metal cracked, dozens of silver coins and four spirit stones were poured out.
"The money I have saved over the years, oh, there are two spirit stones, which were sent by a well-intentioned innocent."
Small gray charcoal shyly smiled, narrowed his eyes, and looked at Ye Chen and Guren with timid eyes.
At this moment, even Ye Chen, who has been able to maintain coldness and calmness, feels that his eyes are obviously hot, and almost tears are about to drip down!
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