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Chapter 121 Burning Charcoal

Chapter 121 Burning charcoal

"Your bottle of healing potion works well, and his trauma should be fine. But now we'd better send him to the pharmacy in town as soon as possible. He has a severe fever, and his forehead is so hot that he can fry a raw egg.

Cooked." Captain Marcelo touched Erikson's forehead and said to Claude who was standing next to him.

Now everyone is back on the Myrdini, a small offshore fishing boat with two masts in Akron, which has turned around and sailed back to White Deer Town at full speed.

Ericson was carried to the fishing boat by Viricolo. He had already taken off his semi-dry clothes and pants, and was completely naked. He was stuffed into the bed and tied to the bed with ropes to avoid

The jolting and rocking of the ship would cause him to fall to the ground.

Claude gave Erikson half a tube of the perfect quality primary treatment potion he had brought, and applied the remaining half tube to the injury on his thigh. It was just that the injury was easy to treat, but Erikson was suffering from a fever.

There was nothing he could do if he was in a coma.

Viricolo sat by the bed, and after a while he wrung out a linen towel from a bucket next to him and placed it on Ericson's forehead. It was just that the bucket was filled with cold sea water. After a while, Eric

There was a little bit of white salt frost on Sen's forehead.

There was no way. After discovering the unconscious Erikson on the beach of Klulu Feiyu Island, no one remembered to go to the mountain spring on the island to replenish some clean water. They only knew to return to the ship early and send Erikson to seek medical treatment. It turned out that he needed to

When we used water to cool down, we discovered that there was no fresh water on the boat, so we had to use sea water instead.

"I think Aike probably had to abandon the ship and swim ashore because of the water leakage. In the process, he injured his thigh and lost a lot of blood before falling unconscious. In such weather, his clothes were soaked and he lay on the beach and passed out. I guess

It has been at least one day and one night. Fortunately, you insisted on searching for him on the Klulu Feiyu Island, otherwise his life would have been lost on the island." Captain Marcelo said with emotion.

"But he has a severe fever now, and the temperature can't be lowered at all!" Claude was a little anxious.

"It's difficult to cool down just by putting a towel on his forehead. At most, it can only protect his brain from burning into an idiot." Captain Marcelo shook his head: "I still have a bottle of whiskey lying there that I haven't drunk yet. Go get it and use the towel."

Wipe his upper body with some wine, that should help."

It was helpful. After Claude and Viricault wiped Erikson's upper body with a towel dipped in whiskey, Erikson's high fever seemed to have dropped a bit, and his breathing became much calmer.

Claude kicked Vericro with his foot: "Go to the outer cabin, take off your pants and boots and dry them on the stove. Ike let me watch first, it's okay."

Because of his impatience, Viricero discovered that Ericson had jumped directly into the sea water when he was lying on the beach. His pants and boots were soaked through. He kept wearing them and was busy taking care of Ericson without paying attention.

It's not uncomfortable to feel uncomfortable on your own.

Vericro ignored Claude and sat on the edge of the bed looking at Erikson.

"Go quickly, I don't want you to be like Ike when you catch a cold and fall into bed as a patient!" Claude was angry.

Vericro then stood up and went to the outer cabin to take off his trousers and boots to dry them by the fire.

Claude sighed and went to the forest farm by himself, while Bockar was busy in his business. As a result, the only two good friends left among the four friends were Erikson and Verricro, who always played together. The friendship between them was actually

Getting deeper and deeper. Just like this time Ericson sailed out to sea alone without telling everyone, Viricero blamed himself, thinking that it was because of his absence that Ericson took the risk to go to sea, and he felt very sad.

of guilt.

Especially on the beach of Kurulu Flying Fish Island, Viricero thought that Erikson had met with misfortune. He knelt down on the beach and cried loudly. This was true, so Captain Marcelo said that Erikson was still alive.

After he passed out, he was overjoyed and insisted on carrying Ericson on the boat by himself, not even allowing him to help.

Fortunately, Erikson could be found this time. If he hadn't been found, I don't know how much Viricolo would have blamed himself...

The two masts of the Mildini were already fully hung with six sails. In order to return to White Deer Town faster, Captain Marcelo even hung up four triangular side sails, so that the fishing boat was sailing in the strong wind and waves.

While riding the wind and waves in the open sea, it was also shaking extremely violently.

Erikson had to drink whiskey for more than two hours. He began to feel cold all over. He was shivering on the bed holding the quilt. He was still awake and unconsciously shouted "cold...cold..."

Claude and Viriclo had put all the quilts on the ship on top of him, but to no avail. Erikson was still so cold that his teeth were trembling. Captain Marcelo came down and took a look, but just shook his head: "This

It's because the wind is chilling to the bones, and the fever will start again in two hours. It's been a bit of a struggle on the way. Myrrh on the ship, let's give him some whiskey. The strong liquor may warm him up, and it may make him feel better. We can only

That’s done.”

After drinking half a bottle of whiskey, Erikson seemed to feel a little calmer again, and his teeth were no longer chattering. But not long after, his body temperature began to rise again, and his forehead became hot. Claude and Viricolo

Then I had to take off the quilt from him, wring out the towel again and put it on his forehead, and then wiped his body with the towel dipped in whiskey...

The Mildini finally docked at Erikson's dock in the early morning of November 24th. Claude and Viricolo on board were almost exhausted and turned into a puddle of mud. They didn't sleep all night.

Not to mention, you have to pay attention to Erikson's movements at all times. Both of them have dark circles under their eyes.

Lady Elena was waiting at the pier, eager to see what was going on, but Captain Marcelo still brought her good news: Erikson had been found!

The excited Lady Elena wanted to run to the ship before it even docked. Captain Marcelo was frightened, and he quickly stopped her and told him that Ericson was ill, had a fever and was in a coma, and urgently needed a carriage to be taken to the pharmacy.

Carry out treatment.

Erikson was quickly carried off the ship by Angus and got into the carriage and hurried away. Captain Marcelo and Mrs. Elena also went to the pharmacy. Claude and Viricolo were forgotten on the ship instead.

However, Colin entered the cabin and asked them if they wanted to disembark, because before leaving, Captain Marcelo ordered him and Werig to drive the boat to the public dock and return it to the owner, Captain Ceberon.

Of course, you have to get off the boat. The forestry carriage is still parked on the pier here these days. Claude and Viricolo got off the boat. Uncle Peg came over to greet them from a distance and asked about the search for Erikson.

go through.

Claude just briefly explained the process and thanked Uncle Peg for taking care of the dark horse Jack these days. Then he hitched the carriage and sent Verricro home first, and made an appointment to visit Eli tomorrow morning.

Kesen.

Driving the carriage to the forest farm, Claude felt as soon as he reached the mountain road that there seemed to be a burning smell in the air. He looked up in the direction of the forest farm, and saw a few wisps of black smoke rising into the sky...



Is the forest farm on fire? Claude was smart. His mind, which was originally dizzy due to fatigue, was like a basin of ice water pouring down on him. He suddenly woke up, pulled the reins of the horse, yelled "Drive!" and drove the carriage to the forest farm.

.

Is there no fire? Claude stood in the yard of the forest farm and looked around. There was no sign of fire in the white villa, the pharmaceutical laboratory, the double-story tube building, and his own cabin. Even the west side of the hillside not far away

The Ori couple's chicken farms are all in good condition.

But the smell of fireworks in the air was real... His nose was not broken. Claude suddenly thought of Mr. and Mrs. Xioli. He called several times but no one answered. If he wasn't here, where did he go? What if?

You should be able to hear your own cries at the chicken farm. Only then did Claude remember that he had agreed to the request of Mr. and Mrs. Sciorry to let them burn some charcoal for the winter.

After sniffing carefully, it was indeed the smell of charcoal-burning fireworks. Could it be that they were burning charcoal? No, it had been five days and the charcoal hadn’t been burned yet? By the way, the position of the few wisps of black smoke just now seemed like

Should we be on top of the creek, or should we go over there and see what's going on...

Claude unloaded the carriage, put a saddle on the black horse Jamie, jumped on the horse, and walked upstream along the creek.

Then Claude was stunned by the lively labor scene in front of him. Somehow, he suddenly remembered the poem "The Charcoal Seller" by Bai Juyi that he had read in his previous life, and how those few lines of the poem were written. His face was covered with dust.

Gray smoke color, gray temples and black fingers...

The Sioli couple in front of them have become two black men. They are pulling out black charcoal from a large pit at the foot of the hillside and putting it into a big sack. And such bulging big sacks have been piled up under a simple awning nearby.

Like a hill...

This is a hillside next to the creek, and a clearing has now been cleared. Some branches have built a large and simple awning, and the large sacks filled with charcoal are piled in the awning. Next to the awning, the mountains on the hillside

A large pit was dug diagonally under the feet, which was the charcoal-burning bread kiln.

As the name suggests, a bread kiln is a big pit dug, and then the firewood to be burned is piled in a fire cone shape. A fire channel is left underneath, and the top is covered with soil, leaving a few ventilation holes. The whole thing looks like a round shape just out of the oven.

Bread, that’s why it’s called a bread kiln.

After lighting the fire, seal the fire tunnel and smolder the firewood in the kiln. When the time is up, pour water on the bread kiln, extinguish the fire and then dig up the soil. The pit will be full of charcoal. The Sioli couple obviously burned charcoal.

I am a good hand, and at least 80% of the charcoal in this pit is of good quality.

Between the big pit and the creek, there are still a lot of miscellaneous trees and dead trees piled up, as well as a lot of chopped firewood.

Mr. and Mrs. Sioli were so busy that they didn't even notice Claude's arrival.

It wasn't until Jamie, the dark horse, snorted impatiently due to the smell of fireworks in the air that the Sciori couple discovered Claude was riding a horse and watching them.

"Director Claude, you, you are back..." Sioli quickly came up to say hello.

Claude pointed to the large sacks of charcoal piled up under the awning: "What's going on?"

"This, this..." Sioli came up with a flattering smile: "That's it, Director Claude, when I went to collect the dead trees and fallen branches, I also cleaned up the miscellaneous trees in the woods of the forest farm.

, they are all old trees that are useless and dying trees. Because it would be too wasteful to throw them there, I simply dragged them here to burn charcoal..."

Claude ignored him, crossed his legs, and the black horse Jamie rushed forward. Claude rode his horse around the firewood and miscellaneous trees on the ground, looked carefully, and found that they were indeed dead trees and

Laoshu, then riding back, pointed to the large sacks piled up under the awning: "Send two bags and put them in the utility room outside the villa, just in case Madam and the others don't have charcoal available when they come over in winter. Send another bag.

Go to my cabin and take care of the rest by yourself, do you understand?"

Xioli nodded and bowed with a smile on his face: "It should, it should, I understand, I'll send it over later..."

Claude turned the horse's head and went back. It was obvious that the Sciori couple was making extra money in the forest farm again. If nothing else, they could earn at least three or four thalers by selling the charcoal they burned in the town.

However, he was still clear-headed and did not cut down those useful trees. If he used dead and old trees, Claude could still make a living. But if he cut down those mature trees to burn charcoal, then Claude would

We can only send the two of them to the cell.

It is Claude's responsibility to look after the forest farm. Regardless of the law or rules, every plant and tree in this forest farm belongs to Lady Maria, because she inherited the title of hereditary baronet of the Normanry family, and also inherited this place in the White House.

Family tree farm in Deer Town.

As the forest farm manager appointed by Mrs. Maria, Claude, the Sciori couple cannot arbitrarily develop the forest farm idea without his permission. Although the two couples also have the position of forest guards, such as burning charcoal

For big things, Claude's approval is needed.

But what Claude didn't expect was that the Xioli couple took advantage of Claude's kindness and his time away from home to make a profit by burning charcoal in the forest farm. Although Claude could earn this money, he decided after thinking about it.

Forget it, there is no need to compete with these two men and women for this small amount of money, and the work of burning charcoal is too tiring and I have no skills...


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