The waiter at the door pushed open the heavy carved oak door, and Suldak took Natasha into the magic lighting store. As soon as he entered the door, he saw that the ceiling of the store was covered with various gorgeous magic crystal chandeliers.
Each wick blooms with soft light, making the room of the magic lamp shop look magnificent.
Natasha walked into the magic lamp store and raised her head, staring at the chandelier above her head. Her eyes were full of surprise. She had never seen such a gorgeous lamp in her life.
There are also three neat rows of wall lamps installed on the surrounding walls. Most of the bases of these wall lamps are made of copper. These hand-made copper bases have their own unique shapes, ranging from maid characters to various magical beasts. Sur.
Duck even saw a wall lamp with two lamp bases that looked like two winged men spreading their wings. The light balls held up by the two winged men were the lampshade of the wall lamp, and the wick inside exuded a soft brilliance.
In the poor village of Wall, not every household can own even a kerosene lamp. The villagers would go to bed early to save some lamp oil. Natasha followed Surdak, her face full of admiration and surprise.
, a female clerk walked over from the store, with a slight look of disdain in her eyes. Although Natasha was wearing a beautiful dress, the female clerk could tell at a glance that Natasha was from the country.
, people in the city would not show the expression on Natasha's face.
However, her eyes only flashed by. When she saw Surdak wearing salamander leather armor, her eyes turned to Surdak's chest and saw that Surdak was wearing a silver medal on his chest.
The knight's badge flashed, and he immediately showed a subtle smile. He drew in his abdomen slightly and inhaled to maintain the most appropriate standing posture. Standing in this way will not only make the waist appear slimmer, but also make the chest appear taller and higher.
It was a pity that the knight in front of him did not focus on the ditch he had squeezed out, but on the copper wall lamps.
The female clerk immediately adjusted her mentality. It would be good for the knight in front of her to buy a lamp, so she smiled sweetly from the bottom of her heart and asked in the gentlest voice: "Sir knight, what can I do for you?
Of?"
Suldak’s eyes fell on the wall lamps on the wall of the store. He slowly turned his head and asked the female clerk: "Do you have any lamps with magic patterns engraved on them in your store?"
The female clerk glanced at Suldak in surprise. Very few customers would make special requests in this regard. She hesitated for a moment and immediately said: "We do have magic lamps with magic patterns in the store, but the store
There are only three lamps in it, and the brightness of this wall lamp with a magic pattern array is far less stable than that of a lamp with a moonstone wick, and the consumed magic crystal fragments require an additional cost."
With that said, the female clerk took Surdak into the store. There were three swordsman-shaped desk lamps placed on the display rack in the corner of the store. Sure enough, Surdak felt weak magic fluctuations from these three desk lamps.
, he lowered his head to carefully examine the magic patterns carved on the bronze statue. A dark magic crystal fragment was embedded behind the base at the foot of the bronze statue. This is the source of energy for the desk lamp, and the magic crystal fragments are continuously released.
With weak magic power, through the magic pattern array on the bronze man's body, a faint light lit up around the bronze man.
Seeing Suldak looking at it so carefully, the female clerk said: "This kind of magic pattern table lamp is a little more expensive. You can actually look at these wall lamps with moonstone wicks and compare them a little.
Can understand the advantages and disadvantages of both types of lamps.”
Then she stood under a maid-shaped wall lamp and introduced the wall lamp very hard. She couldn't help thinking and recited the characteristics of this wall lamp easily and fluently: "This kind of wall lamp with moonstone wick can be used within five years."
The brightness does not fade, and apart from wiping the dust off the lampshade, it requires almost no maintenance or any other expenses.”
Surdak, who was standing in front of her, was unmoved at all. He turned to ask her: "Can the magic pattern array on the lamp of this magic pattern array be slightly changed, such as engraved with a narrower magic pattern?"
On metal?”
"I can't answer your question. Please wait a moment. I'll ask the manager of our store." The female clerk said expressionlessly.
She felt that Suldak didn't really want to buy the wall lamp. She felt that her expression just now was wasted, so she turned around and left with a depressed look.
Not long after, a store manager walked over quickly, but the female clerk did not appear in front of Suldak again.
The manager seemed to be mentally prepared and asked Suldak when they met: "Mr. Knight, do you have any questions that need to be answered?"
Suldak repeated the question just now. After listening carefully, the manager's eyes lit up.
Then he asked Suldak: "Are you ready to customize the magic lamp? We accept this kind of customized order, but you need to provide me with the style of the lamp base, or provide a detailed description, and our store will do it for you.
You customize a base, and then ask the inscription master to draw a specially designed magic array for you on the base. However, the cost of this customized magic lamp is slightly higher, and the production cycle must cater to the person as much as possible.
Master Inscription, I conservatively estimate that it will take at least half a year to customize such a wall lamp."
“Half a year is a long time...I am quite prepared for the style of the lamps.” Suldak frowned and said, “I hope I can consult with the inscription master in person before drawing the magic pattern!”
“Sorry, I can’t provide you with information about the inscription master in the store.” The manager of the lighting store said to Suldak with a wary expression.
Walking out of the largest magic lamp store in Halanza City, Surdak rubbed his forehead. He didn't expect that the customized enchanted low-light weapon would be completely ruined without even negotiating the price.
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The snow on the main streets of Helensa City has been cleared, and magic caravans are driving smoothly on the streets. There are only a few pedestrians on the sidewalks on both sides of the streets. Surdak is strolling on the streets with Natasha. This city
The layout of the buildings in the mountain city is very compact, and the terrain gradually increases from south to north. Standing on the large square in front of the city hall, you can almost have a panoramic view of the entire city. The rows of roofs are now covered with a thick layer of snow, which is full of people.
The breath of winter.
Natasha had never had the experience of walking leisurely on the streets of the city. She pulled her scarf and let it cover her red face. Her eyes were filled with yearning for this city. She would secretly
Look at the loft-like buildings on both sides of the street and guess what the people in the windows are doing at the moment, or there is delicious roast chicken on display in the restaurant, and the housewives are cooking delicious mushroom soup. In winter, there must be a lot of free time.
She squinted her eyes and looked up at the blue sky and the dazzling sun, her eyes chasing a group of white doves gradually away.
The smell of fried fish came from the street. Natasha was a little curious about what kind of food could be so fragrant. She looked in the direction of the smell and saw a small stall parked at the street corner.
With the steaming aroma, the stall owner was throwing yellow croaker covered in batter into the oil pan.
Suldak followed Natasha's gaze and asked her with a smile: "Have you ever eaten fried fish?"
Natasha shook her head slightly, and Suldak pulled Natasha over and said to her: "I heard that this is a delicacy brought from the elf world, and it tastes pretty good."
The stall owner is an old man with a gray beard, wearing a thick cotton coat and a leather apron. His beard is trimmed very neatly. He is standing next to a large iron bucket and using wooden clamps to lower fish into the oil pan. There are several people standing next to him.
There was a customer waiting to buy fried fish. The stall owner looked very humorous and chatted with regular customers while frying fish.
Seeing Suldak and Natasha coming over, he raised his eyebrows and asked Suldak: "My Lord Knight, what do you need?"
“Two fried rat tail fish, fried a little bit burnt!” Suldak saw a few yellow croakers rolling in the oil pan, which were pretty good, so he also chose two.
“Okay!” the stall owner agreed, then took out two marinated sage fish from the dinner plate, skillfully wrapped them in batter and slid them into the oil pan.
Natasha stared at the stall owner's action of frying fish, as if she wanted to keep every step in mind. Seeing that Natasha was very curious about fried fish, the stall owner actually enthusiastically told her how to pickle fish, what?
Natasha had never heard of spices such as nutmeg, rosemary pepper, etc., but she still remembered them carefully.
Suldak stood and looked around. Along the street entrance, he saw many people gathering in the alley not far away, and took a curious look.
"There is a flea market over there. If you want to find some cheap second-hand goods, it is definitely a good choice to go there." As he spoke, he patted his thighs with his hands and showed off the leather boots on his feet.
He gave it to Suldak and said very proudly: "This pair of suede leather boots was bought from a poor northern drunkard. It has not faded after wearing it for three years."
A regular customer next to him smiled and said to the stall owner: "Hey, Old Sam, this is the first time I have seen you recommend the flea market to customers. It seems that I want to talk to those in the market and ask them to come more often.
Visit your fried fish stall."
The stall owner named Sam chuckled and said optimistically: "Hey, it's snowing so heavily, and the flea market hasn't been open for the past few days. I just said it casually, and I won't lose anything."
The fish was fried soon.
The stall owner put the fried fish into a paper bag, and Surdak paid fifteen coppers. Surdak didn't want to eat the fried fish in the cold wind, and felt that the alley over there was quite sheltered from the wind, so he pulled Natasha to continue.
Walking into the alley, the two people leaned against a stone wall, basking in the sun, eating crispy fried sage and smiling at each other.
Looking at the noisy second-hand market in the distance, Suldak said to Natasha: "How about we go shopping there too?"