"Grandpa came here mainly for two things." Fataw, who was standing at the door, said to Amorin in a serious voice.
"First of all, the first thing is to stop by and check on you."
"Grandpa knows that Gray is no longer here, but you still have little Annie. She is still young and needs your care."
"Grandpa hopes you won't be too immersed in sadness and ignore her existence."
"I think Gray would agree with me if he knew."
"Grandpa Fataw, I understand! Don't worry, I will definitely take good care of little Annie. She is the only thing Gray has left for me."
Amorin turned around again and glanced lovingly in the direction where Annie disappeared.
"It's good if you understand."
"Grandpa Fataw, aren't there two things? What is the other thing?"
Amorin glanced doubtfully at the villagers following Fataw and the supplies on the cart.
"It's not a bad thing."
"Maybe it will be the best thing for you in these two days."
Amorin was even more confused this time, looking at the old man in front of her with questions in her mind.
"Haha, come here and take a look."
As he spoke, Fataw took Amorin's arm and came to the cart behind him. He stretched out his old hands and tremblingly untied the rope tied to the sack.
What caught Amorin's eyes were golden grains of wheat.
A hint of the unique fragrance of wheat hits your face as the mouth of the cloth bag is opened.
"Grandpa Fataw, this is..."
Amorin was very surprised by what was in the bag.
The wheat grains in the bag are full of flavor and plump.
This kind of high-quality wheat can fetch a "very high" price even if it is sold to traders.
However, Amorin's shock didn't stop there.
"Good boy, come and take a look at this." Fataw said and opened a white cloth bag on the cart.
Compared with the brown sack containing wheat, this white cloth bag is smoother and more delicate.
Fataw did not open the bag directly.
Instead, he pulled up the tied opening of the bag and shook it gently.
Suddenly a cloud of white dust rose from the surface of the bag.
If Amorin hadn't realized what was in the bag at this time, then more than ten years of housework would have been in vain.
"Guess what's inside?"
at this time.
A rare smile appeared on Fataw's face.
The wrinkles on his face are raised and look like a blooming autumn chrysanthemum.
"Grandpa Fataw, is it wheat flour?"
The bag was not opened, and Amorin was not entirely sure what was inside, but she still gave the answer based on what she thought.
"so smart!"
Fataw untied the rope that tied the opening, rolled up and opened the opening of the bag, revealing the flawless white wheat flour inside.
Due to technical limitations, the wheat flour in the bag cannot be compared with Blue Star's white wheat flour.
Both in terms of color and fineness, they are slightly inferior.
However, this is still not an expensive thing that serf families at the bottom of society can possess.
All debris from the hulled wheat kernels is hand-picked.
The pure white material that can be obtained through repeated and careful grinding is a luxury product that only wealthy nobles can enjoy.
The main ingredient of white bread is this wheat flour.
If the small bag of white wheat flour in front of me was exchanged in the market, it could be exchanged for at least dozens of times the current weight of inferior wheat flour.
"Look, good boy, there is still some meat here. You can take it to little Annie to replenish it when the time comes."
"Little girl, it's time for her body to grow, so she can't be wronged."
He won't stop until his words scare people to death.
Fataw opened one of the two small wooden barrels behind the back of the cart while Amorin was shocked one after another.
I saw that it was stuffed full of fresh meat.
A layer of low-quality table salt with dark color and large particles is spread on top of the fresh meat to prevent the spoilage of the fresh meat.
"Fa...Grandpa Fataw, what do these mean?"
Although Amorin said she didn't understand.
But I can vaguely guess some things in my heart.
"These!"
"These are the things that the Baron compensated your family for."
"In addition to yours, there is another one that I need to send to the Drew family."
"Drew, you should know! It's the guard that the Baron sacrificed yesterday."
Hearing this, Amorin fell silent.
The world is like this.
No one knows what will happen in the next second.
The news of Drew's sacrifice did not spread in the serf village, and Amorin had been huddled in the house yesterday and did not go out.
So she wasn't too sure about what exactly happened.
Fortunately, Fataw had no intention of elaborating on the plot with Amorin.
"Okay, okay, I won't talk to you for now. Let the two brothers Mohan and Moed help you carry your things into the house. After that, I need to go to Drew's house."
"Mohan, Moed, I'll leave it to you two."
The Mohan and Mode in the old man's mouth were exactly the sturdy villagers who had been standing quietly aside.
The two are rare twin brothers.
There is a striking resemblance in appearance, and people who are not familiar with them cannot tell who is Mohan and who is Mod.
Like all villagers, the two brothers are also serfs in the territory.
soon.
Four bags of wheat, one bag of wheat flour and a barrel of wild boar were quickly carried into the kitchen of Amorin's house by the two brothers.
A total of two hundred kilograms of refined wheat, fifty kilograms of refined wheat flour and ten kilograms of pork.
Monica faithfully followed Sauron's request and sent someone to check out the corresponding amount of supplies from the castle's warehouse at dawn and sent them over.
No one dared to think twice about the materials being sent out.
Because the Baron of Isis is not very big, you can know the truth about many things without looking into it carefully.
Maybe someone here will say Our Lady of Sauron.
As a nobleman in a medieval fantasy setting and the absolute ruler of his territory, he didn't have to do anything for this.
Time and reality will smooth out all problems for him.
This is exactly the case.
But as a person who was born in a peaceful era and received higher education.
When conditions permit, no normal person will be indifferent to these things happening around them.
Obviously, what Sauron did was nothing at all based on himself.
early morning.
Cool sea breeze blows across the land.
The leaves all over the mountains and plains are constantly making rustling sounds.
As the only green plant in the village, the tree nest is undoubtedly eye-catching.
It's just that no one knows.
The towering tree growing in the castle's back garden at this moment is no ordinary tree.
One sand, one world.
There is a magical space hidden inside the tree nest that is invisible and intangible.
It is not in the same dimension as reality but is inextricably linked.
at this time.
In that mysterious space with no boundaries.
Countless fragments emitting colorful streams of light are moving irregularly around a huge ball of light that is as dazzling as the sun.