Chen Daolin wore the magic storage leather bag on his back and wandered around the elf tribe for a while. Just because his last cargo was so popular, many elves passing by would give him friendly eyes.

There would even be an elves coming up enthusiastically, gesturing and saying something to him.

Unfortunately, Chen Daolin knew nothing about the language of the elves, and Barossa, the former personal translator, may not be able to rely on it now. He has no language with the elves and cannot trade.

Chen Daolin walked and thought about it in this tribe, and wanted to find Barossa. But I think that the elf girl was afraid that she would hate herself so much. She would probably not look good when she came to the door like this. And... Lan Lan is in the tribe, so she shouldn't play with fire.

But there is no Barossa as the translator...

Chen Daolin's eyes suddenly lit up.

Didn’t there be a caravan of the Tulip Family Workshop in this tribe?

First, I developed a strong interest in this long-famous legendary family, and second, I... Of course, because of Lanlan, I couldn't help but want to try out what this family looks like.

As for the third thing, if you can get some advantage, why not do it for Chen Daolin?

At this moment, he already regarded the boy from the Tulip family who had only met for one time as his number one love rival. What else in this world is more exciting than cheating on his love rival?

Since Chen Daolin made up his mind, he immediately took action.

Although he did not understand the language of the elves, the elves tribe had only a population of more than a thousand people, so how big was it? After walking around this tribe, he found his own goal.

At the edge of the tribe, near the Dayuan Lake, a few grasslands between the big trees were opened up.

This place has obviously been designated as a temporary camp by the Elf Tribe.

Several carriages were parked aside, the carriage was loaded with cargo, piled up round wooden barrels like hills, and large leather boxes, and bundles of stuff that were tightly wrapped in thick materials like oil cloth.

The horse pulling the cart had been taken away. In the distance, several people in short shirts were cleaning the horses by the lake with brushes. At the same time, some people carried bags of fodder and put them in front of the horses.

This campground, right next to the carriage, several tents of different sizes were erected. The tents were arranged in arcs, and in the middle, a bonfire rack was formed.

It was almost dark at this moment. Although the sunset was still a little afterglow and the rays of light on the lake were lit, the bonfire had been lit, and several iron pots were hung on the bonfire.

There were two large iron pots, which were placed there, with flames underneath, full of thick soup, and a young man in a short shirt and white face without beard. He held a huge white radish in one hand and a sharp knife in the other. He was cutting the radish into small pieces and throwing it into the soup piece by piece.

The soup was already boiling, and the breeze blew, and it suddenly felt a tempting and fragrant smell.

The fragrance made Chen Daolin couldn't help swallowing hard.

Just next to the bonfire, there were several men, all dressed in short shirts. One was sitting under the wheel of a carriage, carefully wiping the blade of a saber.

There were two other people holding swords and shields in their hands, practicing fighting offense and defense in the open space behind the carriage, with attack and defense, and having a good time playing.

Chen Daolin approached from a distance, and these people immediately became alert!

The one who was cutting the radish immediately put down the radish and stood up intentionally or unintentionally.

The one who wiped the blade immediately put away the cloth and held the knife in his right hand calmly.

As for the two guys who were practicing by the river, they carefully stopped their movements, quietly leaned over from both sides, and intentionally or unintentionally grabbed Chen Daolin in the middle.

"Who is yours?"

The man who cut the carrots spoke actively.

Chen Daolin smiled, deliberately spread his hands and signaled that he had no weapons and no malice, and said loudly: "I met Mr. Ge Yan at the tribe elder today. Thanks to his invitation, I have time now, so I come to visit you specially."

"Oh?" The expressions of the other party did not change much, and they were still vigilant.

At this time, there was movement in the largest room in the middle of the row of tents. The curtain of the tent was lifted open. The powerful Geyan, who had a strong figure in Kong Wu, walked out with the eye-catching Mediterranean bald hairstyle. A hearty smile appeared on her face from a distance: "Hahaha, it's Your Excellency Darling! I was about to invite someone to invite you to dinner, but I didn't expect that you would come first. Please sit down together!"

As he said that, he glanced at his companions and spoke in a relaxed tone: "This is Mr. Darling, who is also our colleague, an adventurer who comes to the frozen forest. Since we meet here, it is fate. Let's go together to get drunk together at night."

The other people then put away their weapons, and only looked at Chen Daolin more or less for a few glances, and finally their alertness faded from their faces and eyes.

However, Chen Daolin saw a faint disdain and contempt in the eyes of the guy who cut the carrot.

It’s no wonder that they are a caravan of the world-famous Tulip Family Workshop. Even when they come to this dangerous frozen forest, they are regarded as guests of honor by the proud and exclusive elves. They also do business, but they seem to be on the right track, so they naturally don’t look down on themselves as a single gang.

However, since Chen Daolin has made up his mind to get some news or get some benefits, he naturally won’t care about other people’s contemptuous eyes or attitude.

He greeted Ge Yan enthusiastically, and then sat with him in front of the bonfire.

At first glance, Ge Yan is a veteran of the world and the leader of this caravan. He speaks like a bold and versatile person, but in fact he is very cautious and subtle.

After Chen Daolin greeted him for a few words, the other party smiled and said, "Your Excellency already knows that we are from the Tulip family. We are just running errands for the Duke's property and earn some hard money to support the family. Speaking of which, I have also been running on the Ice Forest line for many years and have made many years of transactions with nearby elves. This is the first time I have seen such a colleague today. I wonder where Mr. Darling made a fortune before?"

Chen Daolin laughed and said bluntly: "Where did I make any money? Let me tell you, it was actually the first time I came to Flying Forest to do business. I just heard that there are many opportunities here, so I came here to take the risk and try my luck."

"snort!"

When Chen Daolin said this, Ge Yan didn't react at all. The man who cut the carrot next to him couldn't help but snorted disdainfully and said lightly: "This frozen forest is not a place that can be easily accessible. There are many people who have always taken risks and tried their luck to make a fortune. In the end, most of them turned into the feces of monsters."

Ge Yan's face froze, frowned and looked at this companion, then turned to Chen Daolin and smiled: "Don't worry about him, this guy has been urinating too much at noon, and he hasn't sober yet. He is born with a stinky mouth, but he actually has no malice."

After pausing, Ge Yan continued to ask, "But I am really curious. I don't seem to be a person who has practiced martial arts. If you dare to take risks alone in this frozen forest, you must have unique skills. Forgive me, are you a magician?"

Chen Daolin sighed in his heart - he didn't mind pretending to be a magician, but the problem is that he is not a person in this world at all. He knows nothing about what the magician in this world looks like and what situation is. He has no idea how to pretend, so as not to be exposed after saying a few words, which would be embarrassing.

Thinking of this, he simply shook his head and said, "Mr. Ge Yan was joking. I am not a magician. I am just an ordinary person. Apart from being braver, there is no other ability."

This sentence surprised Ge Yan a little. He looked at Chen Daolin carefully, and how could he believe Chen Daolin's words in his heart? He only believed that the other party must have some hidden skills but refused to say them.

He has been in the world for many years and knows that since the other party has something to do, he can't ask too much, so he immediately changed the topic: "I heard the Roland language you speak, and it seems to have a northwest accent. Could it be that you are from our northwest? Then, it's really my own."

This seemed to be casual, but as he finished speaking, Ge Yan's eyes were staring at Chen Daolin carefully.

Chen Daolin knew that if he didn't say something, he would probably be fooled. He smiled and said, "I'm not from the northwest when I see you. Well, I came from the south. Well, I'm a South Korean."

The identity of Nanyang people was mentioned before. Chen Daolin remembered it carefully after hearing it. If he wanted to get into this world, he had to have a reasonable disguised identity.

"Nanyang?" Ge Yan seemed to frown, looked at Chen Daolin carefully for a while, and smiled, "Mr. Darling, what are you saying seriously?"

Before Chen Daolin could speak, the guy who cut the radish on the side had already cut a radish and inserted the short knife into a wooden stake next to him. With a snatch, the handle of the knife buzzed.

The man looked at Chen Daolin coldly and sneered: "Nanyang? Speaking of which, I know more about Nanyang than the people in the world in this world? I don't believe you say you are from Nanyang. You must know that Brother Geyan used to trade for the family fleet when he was young! You are so dishonest!"

As he said, he quickly said, "Although people in Nanyang have black hair and their skin color is similar to yours, the climate in Nanyang is hot, and most of the people's hair is black and curly, but you have straight and short hair. Besides, most of the people in Nanyang are born short, but your body shape is clearly different from those monkeys in Nanyang. As for the accent you speak, there is no slight taste of Nanyang. I don't think you look like Nanyang people. Your skin color and black hair are a bit like those barbarians in the northwest grassland."

Chen Daolin was speechless. Ge Yan, who was standing beside him, deliberately waited for his companion to finish speaking, and then he shouted loudly: "What are you saying? You have only been to Nanyang a few times. Do you think you know all the customs and cultures in Nanyang? Don't think that you like to sway after you know something, and quickly apologize to Mr. Darling!"

The companion snorted and frowned, "Boss, you are too polite. This fool who is full of money in the frozen forest, may he do anything to turn into the feces of a monster in a few days."

After saying that, he pulled up the knife from the wooden stake, sneered, and strode into the tent.

Chen Daolin is not a fool, so how could he tell the other person was playing a trick of blushing and white-faced? He tried his best to calm himself down, gritted his teeth and smiled, and then said, "No wonder my man is confused. I just said that I am a South Korean. In fact, I didn't come from living in South Korean."

Ge Yan smiled faintly: "Oh? Could it be that Mr. Darling's ancestors were from Nanyang?"

Chen Daolin smiled faintly, but did not answer. This time, he was neither sure nor deny, but it made Ge Yan difficult to continue asking questions.

This guy was indeed talkative and immediately changed the subject and said, "Since everyone is a fellow traveler, I wonder what rare goods did Mr. Darling get to come to the Ice Forest this time?"

Chen Daolin laughed and said, "I am a single gang member, so how can I have many wealth? The Tulip Family Workshop is famous all over the world. I don't know how many rare treasures there are. I just hope that something can leak from the gap in Mr. Geyan's fingers, which will be enough for me to eat and drink."

This is said, and his posture is very low. However, as the leader of the caravan of the Tulips Workshop, Ge Yan has traveled around the world and has such rich experience. How could he be so disgusted by Chen Daolin's complimentary words?

Besides, since Ge Yan knew the strange relationship between this kid and Lan Lan, how could he not pay attention to Chen Daolin?

"Why do you have to belittle yourself?" Ge Yan saw that after a long time of conversation, this guy simply stabbed him: "Although I have been traveling around the world for many years, I am rare to see you as brave young heroes! Speaking of which, even people who are not as good as the world in the temple like Miss Lanlan will fall in love with you. Your skill... Hehe, I really admire you as a man as a man!"

What he said made Chen Daolin's face suddenly faded. He deliberately squeezed out a bitter smile and waved his hands repeatedly: "Mr. Geyan doesn't need to stimulate me like this, right? When it comes to Lanlan's identity, you praise me for being awesome, but now I think about it, I'm covered in cold sweat! If I were accidentally caught by the people in that temple, wouldn't I be tied to the stake and burned to death?"

Ge Yan was stunned, looked at Chen Daolin, frowned and said, "Your words are strange... Although the temple is strict in its precepts, it is an old past that has long disappeared when talking about the stake of the stake. Since the ancestors of my Tulip Family were in charge of state affairs, promoted religious changes, and collected the power of the temple. Although the temple is now highly prestigious, it has weakened a lot when talking about the stake. The temple cannot skip the national laws of the empire and deprive any minority of their lives at will! Such good deeds have made the church's stake of the stake of the stake of the stake of the stake of the stake of the stake of the stake of the stake of the stake of the stake of the stake of the stake of the stake of the stake of the stake of the stake of the stake of the stake of the stake of the stake of the stake of the stake of the stake of the stake of the stake of the stake of the stake of the stake of the stake of the stake of the stake of the stake of the stake of the stake of the stake of the stake of the stake of the stake of the stake of the stake of the stake of the stake of the stake of the stake of the stake of the stake of the stake of the stake of the stake of the stake of the stake of the stake of the stake of the stake of the stake of the stake of the stake of the stake of the stake of the stake of the stake of the stake of the stake of the stake of the stake of the stake of the stake of the stake of the stake of the stake of the stake of the stake

Huh? There is such a thing?

When Chen Daolin heard this, his expression suddenly became relaxed.

It sounds like the ancestor of the Tulip Family, that is, the time traveler, had carried out the religious reform? It seems that the temple in this world has no right to burn people to death, nor does it have the right to skip the national law to kill people at will? This has made Chen Daolin feel much more relieved.

But then Ge Yan continued: "... Speaking of which, this stake is impossible, but you should know that the Saint Woman is a future talent cultivated by the Temple for countless hard work and efforts. It also has to be selected from countless candidates. The cost is huge. Such an important person was poached by You so quietly. To be honest, even if it is my Tulip family, I am afraid I am embarrassed to do this. Your courage is indeed not small! No wonder you dare to come to the Ice Forest alone to take the risk." After a pause, he continued: "Although the Temple is directly sentenced to death, he continued: "Although the Temple is sentenced to death directly."

It is not allowed by the imperial decree, but the temple is deeply rooted and has some theocratic privileges. If you have no background, it will not be difficult for the temple to punish people like you. Besides... That brother, you kidnapped the holy saint candidate of the temple, which is simply a naked slap in the face! How can the temple endure such a great shame? Even if the law does not allow it, maybe in anger, in order to protect the face, the Holy Knight will be sent to chase and kill you first and take your life. At worst, you will have a dispute with the Empire afterwards. The Empire will not turn against the Temple for you just one person."

Chen Daolin's face changed again. Looking at this Ge Yan, he cursed in his heart: This bastard, I'm so happy that I can't finish it in one breath!

Ge Yan's words were already very sincere. Chen Daolin thought about it and raised his hand to express his gratitude.

At this time, Ge Yan had already touched his arms, but took out a small cloth bag, slowly opened it, and smiled and said, "Come on, there is still some time for dinner, so why not try this good thing from me first. These tobacco leaves were shipped from Nanyang by my tulip family fleet. Although the products I got were not of high quality, if they were sold, the little nobles in the countryside would still break their heads and grab them."

After saying that, the cloth bag he lifted in his hand was indeed filled with a small pile of black and green dry leaves.

Chen Daolin only glanced at it and smiled, "Thank you, man, but, when it comes to tobacco leaves, I have some good things here. My thing is definitely not as good as yours, but I ask myself, it is a rare goods. Even if you are used to traveling around the world, I am afraid you have never tasted it."

After saying that, Chen Daolin pretended to touch the magic storage bag behind him, and then took out a piece of kraft paper bag.

Of course, this kraft paper bag was brought by Chen Daolin from the real world, and it was some of the best tobacco stocks he bought in a tobacco store!

Modern craftsmanship tobacco production is naturally far better than this other world.

Chen Daolin took it out and slowly opened the kraft paper bag. There was also a mezzanine in the paper bag, but the mezzanine was filled with cigarette paper.

Chen Daolin took out two pieces of cigarette paper, twisted a small cluster of tobacco with his two fingers, and rolled up two cigarettes in fine manner. One was shouted in his mouth, and the other one was handed to Ge Yan, who looked a little surprised.

Then he pulled out a burning firewood from the fire, lit a cigarette for himself, and lit it for Ge Yan.

He took a deep breath, and then brewed a little, and the dark green smoke spewed out of his mouth. Chen Daolin pretended to be intoxicated, but quietly squinted his eyes and peeked at Ge Yan.

At first glance, Ge Yan had already taken a deep breath. When the smoke entered his throat, the guy suddenly widened his eyes and stared at the lit cigarette in his hand. Then, for a while, he was so excited that he forgot to breathe. It was not until the smoke choked out of his mouth and nostrils that the guy coughed in a mess, but he asked in a hurry: "Hello Daling! This, this cigarette, this is also tobacco leaves?! How could this taste be so... so sweet? I..."

After saying a few words, he became a little calmer, and opened his eyes widened and stared at Chen Daolin: "I have been to Nanyang, and although Nanyang produces tobacco leaves, these mellow things are probably hard to match those top-quality products in Southeast Asia! What's more rare is how can your tobacco leaves be twisted into such thin silk? What kind of craft is this method? I have been in the family workshop for many years, but I have never heard of it!"
To be continued...