"Little guy! Let's go! Let's go back!" After the acknowledgment contract was completed, Nalant returned to the castle happily holding the golden yellow elf!
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The next morning, in the maid's bedroom on the first floor of the castle.
"Huh?" Catherine woke up leisurely, but the discomfort that spread throughout her body made her hum involuntarily.
"Ah! Amazing sister, you finally woke up!" At this moment, an exclamation came from Catherine's ears. It was Shirley who was arranged to take care of Catherine here.
Hearing this call, Catherine finally woke up and saw clearly the appearance of the girl in front of her. Catherine remembered her situation.
She sat up suddenly. She originally wanted to get out of the bed, but unfortunately she only stood up a little. Her whole body was sore and weak, and she finally fell down on the edge of the bed.
"Sister Awesome, don't move yet! The master said that you were poisoned the night before yesterday! Although the master has helped you take the (mythical beast) poison to heal your injuries, you will definitely not recover so quickly!" Shirley immediately stepped forward to stop Catherine's actions.
"Xi poison for healing?" Catherine froze and looked at her body subconsciously.
She was even more shocked when she saw what she was wearing. She was actually wearing a castle maid outfit.
"Don't worry, awesome sister, your clothes were changed by me and sister Vivian. When I helped you inject poison and heal your wounds, I just tore off your sleeves!" Shirley thought she understood Catherine's thoughts and immediately explained.
After Catherine heard this, her expression still did not improve.
After Shirley's reminder, she had already remembered what happened that night before she completely lost consciousness.
She remembered that after she fell to the ground, the young lord immediately stepped forward and hugged her.
Originally this was nothing, but after a moment, Catherine felt a sense of warmth coming from her arm, followed by the feeling of being sucked continuously.
Mixed with shame and anger, she completely fainted.
"Is he detoxifying?"
Catherine asked herself.
But she couldn't find the answer. She had never heard of using mouth to detoxify.
But now it seems that he is not dead, and there is no reason to blame this young lord.
"Awesome sister, are you hungry? If so, I will go to the kitchen to find my mother to get some food for you to eat?" Seeing Catherine's startled look, Shirley immediately spoke with concern.
"Thank you, Shirley. I'm not very hungry now. I want to ask where your lord is!" Catherine, who became a prisoner, had no intention of eating at this time.
She didn't know what she would encounter next, and her plan to rescue Raymond and others seemed to have failed.
"Hey, awesome sister, how do you know my name?" Shirley said in surprise, "My lord, he brought Sister Vivian out of the castle. My lord got a yellow elf last night, and today he brought the elf to give it to him.
Looking for a habitat!”
"I heard you and Vivian calling each other that night, so I knew your names! Shirley, my name is Catherine!"
"Sister Catherine, will you stay with us in the castle from now on?" Shirley blinked her big eyes and asked Catherine expectantly.
"I don't know!" Catherine was asked by Shirley, and she didn't know what to choose.
Moreover, even if he wanted to leave now, would the young lord be willing to let him go?
I'm afraid it would be merciful not to kill myself!
…
While Shirley was talking to Catherine, Nalant was only more than a mile away from the castle.
"Hey! The little guy has reacted!" Riding on Lightning's back, Nalant suddenly looked happy, as the yellow elf seemed to have found a satisfactory habitat.
Narant is very much looking forward to the mine he is about to acquire.
If it were a gold or silver mine, it would be so cool!
"Go! Little guy! Work harder!"
Full of expectations, Nalant gently threw the little guy to the ground.
"Migu Migu!"
After the little guy landed, he yelled twice happily, and then quickly headed towards the wasteland beside the dirt road.
After almost continuing for more than a mile, the little guy finally stopped.
After the little guy stopped, the yellow light began to slowly gather on his body. When the light converged to the point where the naked eye could not see directly, with a buzzing sound, the light formed ripples and rippled towards the surroundings.
This process lasted for more than half a minute. After half a minute, everything around him returned to normal, and the yellow elf began to wander around leisurely.
"It's done!" Narante was delighted.
However, there was no visible situation on the ground at this time.
"Vivian, let the guards start digging!"
Under normal circumstances, even if the mines produced by the yellow elves are not bare ores, they are not buried deep enough, so you only need to dig up the soil to determine what kind of ores you have obtained.
"Yes, sir!"
The guards had already brought hoes and started digging in the wasteland under Vivian's command.
Nalant walked to the side and started to wait under the shade of a tree.
Time passed minute by minute.
"Sir, it seems we have dug it!"
More than ten minutes later, a voice came from Vivian's side.
"What kind of mine is it?"
Nalant stood up quickly and ran over quickly.
"Sir... we don't know each other!" Vivian shook her head slightly unsure of herself.
When Nalant saw this, he felt anxious. This was not a common mine. This was not good.
"This is..." When Nalant came to the edge of the pit and looked down, he also frowned slightly.
There was no ore in the pit about two meters deep, but instead a layer of gray-white soil.
After thinking for a moment, Nalant finally found the relevant memory in his mind.
"Is this clay?"
To verify the accuracy, Narant jumped into the pit and grabbed a handful of gray-white soil.
"Delicate and firm, this is really clay!"
"Sir! How is this mine?" Vivian heard this and asked cautiously from the side.
Generally speaking, the favorite mines of nobles are metal mines, because either type represents wealth.
But now that she heard that this was actually soil, Vivian became a little worried for her master.
"How should I put it? If it is before processing, then it is no different from other ordinary soil!" Although it is not too disappointing, there is still a big gap between this and the copper ore ore that Nalant expected.
"Ah, isn't that worthless!" Vivian couldn't help but feel sad.
"That's not true. You have seen the pottery pots and pottery bowls we usually use. They are made of this clay!"
"Ah! So pottery pots and pottery bowls are made of this clay? Sir, so this clay is actually valuable!" Vivian's frustration immediately diminished.
"Yes, it is actually very valuable, at least it should be more valuable than imagined!" Nalant smiled.
Of course, he was not planning to make ceramic pots and bowls for sale. Ceramics are not very valuable in this world.
Because the ceramic making technology in this world is very backward, both the production craftsmanship and the glaze on the outside of the ceramic are at a primitive level.
Therefore, nobles prefer to use gold and silver vessels.
Of course, if you can create works of art like Jingdezhen blue and white porcelain, Longquan celadon or Ru kiln, I believe you can still make a lot of money.
Just wanting Nalant to develop pottery to this level in a short period of time is no less than asking him to make a rifle with his bare hands now.