Reckless Through The New World

Looking at the dilapidated small village in front of him, more than one transmigrator grew his mouth, showing expressions of surprise and disappointment.

"Karipura Village is already broken enough, and there is something even more broken than it..." Zhangsun Wu muttered to himself, "Does it mean that this is a rotten world?"

As they could see, the village outside Mythler Forest was even more dilapidated than the village of Kalipura.

In other words, although Kalipura Village is a small border village, remote to the point where rabbits don’t poop, it’s not really run down. The property is there, and the lord's extortionate taxes are limited to traffic reasons, and there is no way to scrape the land repeatedly, so it can be relatively stable.

"Not every village is bad. When we went out of the forest, we came to Firuman Village, and its situation is much better than that of Kalipura Village." Panda said.

"Firuman Village is the best place to venture into the Mythler Forest, so adventurers often come to stay." A member of the strategy team said, "Its prosperity is actually supported by adventurers. "

The panda suddenly realized - no wonder the accommodation conditions at the Feluman Village Hotel are so good!

Adventurers usually lick blood with their knife heads and live a precarious life. It is possible to be happy today and die in an unknown corner tomorrow. Therefore, apart from a very small number of them with strong self-control, the others belong to the libertine character of "the present is drunk and the present is drunk, and then the worries and sorrows of the future are taken care of". A hotel with comfortable accommodation is naturally easier to make money out of their pockets.

The situation in this village called "Tatak" was not good. Although it also relied on the Mythlele Forest, the river flowing into the forest had many tributaries and could not be used as a road sign at all. Of course, adventurers wouldn't choose this place as a base for expeditions to the forest, so it was in poor condition—or rather, it really represented the conditions of an ordinary small village.

In more fashionable terms, such a small village is really suitable as a "beginning of adventure" location.

As for Kalipura Village or Firumman Village, it should be placed slightly behind.

A dozen odd-shaped adventurers came to visit together, making the owner of the hotel in the village—that is, the village chief of Tatak Village—bewildered. He never thought that there would be so many adventurers coming, and he still walked through the Miserele Forest and walked out of the forest.

Moreover... the appearance of these adventurers is really... too strange!

This group of "troubling groups" doesn't care about race at all, and there are all kinds of strange people in the team. Among the nineteen people, there are more than ten non-human beings, but there are only a few real human beings.

With such a group of people pouring into Tatak Village, how could the village chief not be worried?

Wang Tuhao is a familiar character, and he simply came to the village chief and sprinkled a handful of copper coins.

"How many rooms do you have in this hotel? We have it. If the money is not enough, I have more here!"

The village chief was silent for a while, then replied, "We have only four rooms here..."

Wang Tuhao's face suddenly became ugly. He looked back and saw that the fourteen people brought by Panda-including Panda himself, plus the five people led by Wang, made a total of nineteen people, four of them. room?

Seeing that he was about to explode, Yunero hurriedly dragged him away, nodded to the middle-aged man who didn't know whether to call the village head or the boss, and took the lead to the guest room at the back.

Yes, the back room. This hotel in Tatak Village doesn't even have a second floor.

Generally speaking, hotels should have at least two floors upstairs and downstairs. The downstairs can be used as a restaurant or a tavern, and the upstairs can be used as a guest. The two businesses can be done together without delay. It's even possible to set aside a block downstairs and run a grocery store by the way - that's the case with the hotel in the village of Kalipura.

But the hotel in Tatak Village is really just a hotel.

In addition to the small service desk at the door, there are four fairly spacious rooms behind. The house was empty, save for piles of hay -- even a bed. There were a few wooden bars on the wall, which presumably could be used as hangers. In the center of each room, there was a fairly large fire pit, with a lot of wood piled beside it, apparently for heating at night.

When the village chief was showing everyone the house, he rambled: "If you want to make a fire at night, you need to buy firewood. The firewood here is not mine, but the forest guard's. If you want to use it, you must give him money. "

Wang Tuhao was about to have a seizure, but Yuneruo held him back again.

"How much?" Panda asked.

The village chief stretched out one hand and spread out five fingers: "Each house, six coppers a day."

Panda looked at his hand suspiciously, and couldn't help counting carefully, making sure that this guy really didn't have a sixth finger, and couldn't help asking, "Are you sure you counted correctly?"

"No, I've always counted like this." The village chief said and began to use his wrench fingers, "One, two, three, five, six... That's right!"

Panda rolled his eyes. He didn't bother to tell the ignorant guy what one, two, three, four and five were. He sighed and took out three silver coins: "Do you have anything to eat here? There is enough money left. not enough?"

The village chief did not answer immediately, but raised his finger again.

Panda tried very hard to hold back the idea of ​​knocking this guy down with a fist, and waited patiently for him to settle the account. However, I don't know if it was because I had never done such a big business before. The village chief did the math for a long time, but he couldn't figure out this simple addition and subtraction.

He kept wrenching his fingers, but it was obvious that there were only ten fingers on both hands combined, which was a long way off compared to three silver coins—that is, thirty copper coins.

Seeing that he seemed to plan to take off his shoes and count his toes, Long Biao couldn't help it, grabbed his collar, picked him up, and threw him out.

"Don't forget it! Bring some good wine and good food! I'm hungry, Lord Long!"

This approach was very effective, and the village chief immediately stopped the meaningless calculations and hurried out.

After a while, he and his wife, a thin, dark woman like a dried smoked chicken, came over with a large pot of soup, and probably their daughter, though quite young, followed behind. But it was not too far from the smoked chicken. He was carrying a large bamboo basket in both hands, and inside the bamboo basket were pieces of semi-circular black bread.

Well, probably bread.

When the soup and bread were placed on a wooden board that might serve as a dining table in the "guest room", Long Biao impatiently reached out and grabbed a piece of bread, and his expression changed before he opened his mouth.

"Why so hard?" he asked.

The boss looked at him stupidly, probably not expecting him to ask such a question, and was at a loss as to how to answer.

"The black bread in the Middle Ages is eaten by breaking up small pieces and soaking it in the soup to soften it." Zhangsun Wu, who is quite familiar with the European Middle Ages, said, "You can try it."

Long Biao pondered for a long time, but still tried to break a piece of bread - it can be seen that he really used a little strength, and then put the broken piece into the soup, waited for a few seconds, then took it out and sent it to into the mouth.

bite.

Then, spit.

"Bah! I'd rather be hungry than eat this kind of thing!" he yelled angrily, "Don't you have any decent food!"

The boss is dazed, the boss's wife is innocent, and the boss's daughter is shivering.

Seeing this scene, all the traversers felt dark in front of their eyes and chills in their hearts, and many people muttered to themselves - is it a wrong choice for us to follow the panda to make trouble this time?