Brent and Plato looked blank. They had no idea about the existence of the family token, and they didn't expect that grandma would pass the token to Chris.
For some reason, Chris had a very strange feeling on the heart-shaped gem.
"Grandma, it's getting late, I should go back." Chris stood up and said.
It was said to be lunch, but it was actually past two o'clock when we ate.
"Okay, be careful on the road." Mrs. Wheatley said lovingly.
"Well." Chris waved to Mrs. Wheatley, greeted Linda, turned and left.
Linda also stood up, bowed and said, "Goodbye, Mrs. Wheatley."
"Go ahead."
Mrs. Wheatley watched the two men leave, and never came back to her senses until they disappeared from sight.
Plato and Brent looked at each other, feeling sour in their hearts.
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After leaving the Viscount's Mansion, Chris and Linda went straight to the ice cream shop.
Ten minutes later, the two arrived in front of the shop.
At this moment, there are not many customers coming to buy.
After all, there are only so many people in the entire Mote City who are willing to spend two silver coins to buy a small bowl of ice cream.
"Jonathan, how was today's profit?" Chris asked.
Jonathan's face glowed brightly and he said excitedly: "Sir, we sold two hundred and twenty portions of ice cream today, earning a total of four hundred and forty silver coins."
After speaking, he handed a bulging bundle in front of Chris's eyes, which was full of silver coins.
"Not bad." Chris nodded after taking it. The financial gains were indeed quite good.
But the reputation value was only about 160 points.
The main reason is that the freshness is gone. Some people will not gain reputation value after eating it for the second or third time.
Of course, it's easy to solve. Either Chris lowers the price of the ice cream so that more customers can eat it, or he launches a new product.
Chris decided to carry out both methods at the same time. After all, making money was secondary. The most important thing now was to improve his strength to cope with the war with the Edmund Magic Association in a year's time.
"You all performed very well today. Each of you will be rewarded with five silver coins." Chris grabbed thirty silver coins and took them out, including Tina and Linda.
Reputation 5 from Jonathan, Reputation 5 from Jack, Reputation 5 from Hilo...
Jonathan and the others all generated five reputation points, but although Tina and Linda received money, they did not provide reputation.
This is also normal. Magicians take money very lightly, so they won't feel grateful just because Chris rewarded him with money.
"Okay, it's getting late, let's go back." Chris locked the door of the shop. There were not many customers now.
The group of people came to the city gate and took back the bay-red horse from the guards. Then Chris used the magic soul crystal ball to release the dragon-blooded horse.
Chris gave the dragon blood horse to Linda and Tina to sit on, and then rode the bay horse himself.
Under the setting sun, they walked towards Hope Town.
In the process of running, for some reason, the dragon blood horse kept coming towards me intentionally or unintentionally, and the bay mare also came forward to meet him.
But Chris noticed that the dragon blood horse was still not interested in the little mare, and seemed to be getting close to him?
It seems that it is not only the binding force of the demon soul crystal ball, but also the blood flowing in his body that makes the dragon-blooded horse feel like they have the same origin.
"Should I give you a name?" Chris thought to himself as he looked at the dragon-blood horse's raised head.
"How about I ask you to drag your roots?"
The English word for dragon is "dragon".
The dragon-blooded horse snorted, which was regarded as recognition of the name.
Chris decided to build a stable for Draggen outside the castle and let him live in it with the bay horse.
As time goes by, love grows, and sooner or later, one day, I will let this guy give me a dragon-blooded foal.
When we returned to the territory, the setting sun left only a ray of afterglow in the west.
They passed by the peanut field and looked at the green peanut seedlings. Jonathan said sincerely: "Sir, the method you mentioned is indeed feasible. All these peanuts have come to life."
"This is science." Chris raised the corner of his mouth. Fortunately, the biological knowledge he mastered in his previous life was pretty good and can be used now in this other world.
"In the future, we have to ask the people in the territory to carry out this method and only plant the land without fertilizing it. No matter how fertile the land is, it will not be able to withstand this kind of torture."
"Yes, sir!"
Chris finally saw that the productivity of this magical world was relatively backward, and there was no concept of fertilization at all.
After thousands of years of agricultural development, people have also discovered problems.
But their solution is to plant several plots of land in rotation. This year they plant one piece of land, and next year they plant another piece of land. In this way, they relieve the pressure on the land.
The arrival of Chris will change this phenomenon, but of course, this is all a story later.
Back at the castle, Robert had been waiting at the door with his servants for a long time.
"Welcome home, Master Chris!" They made a unified voice, and the punished Karena also returned to work.
"Thank you." Chris waved his hand.
"Sir, I have prepared a feast of dragon meat for you. Would you like to start dinner now?" Mrs. Ellen asked.
Chris nodded: "Of course."
Although the dragon meat he ate at Mrs. Wheatley's place helped his body recover a little, after all, he lost a lot of blood when forging the Dragon Tooth Sword. His body is still a little weak and he urgently needs a meal of dragon meat to replenish his body.
"Okay, please come with me."
Chris entered the castle and followed Mrs. Ellen to the dining room. Ruth also followed, preparing to provide personal service to the Baron.
"Here comes the dragon meat." Mrs. Ellen brought over a plate of fried pork chops with a few slices of green onion sprinkled on top.
Chris frowned slightly. In this different world, he only ate steak every day, and he was almost tired of eating it.
Now he began to miss the Chinese delicacies of his previous life.
Fried, steamed, stir-fried, which one of the eight major cuisines is not dazzling?
It seems that I will find an opportunity in the future to teach Mrs. Ellen how to cook various delicacies from her previous life.
Chris cut off a small piece of meat and put it into his mouth with a fork.
A trace of strength emerged within his body, relieving his weakness.
As a magic warrior, Chris has a very strong digestive ability. The meal he had at Grandma Vitelli's in the afternoon had already been digested.
Ruth promptly wiped the grease flowing from the corners of Chris' mouth with a white handkerchief, and then stood quietly aside.
Chris ordered: "Mrs. Ellen, make some more dragon meat and send it to the knights and the two magicians."
"Okay, sir."
The flesh of the evil dragon was peeled off, weighing more than ten tons, and it is now frozen in ice cubes in the cellar.
If Chris were to rely on him alone, it would last for a long time.