"What smells so good?" said Old John, after sniffing it vigorously twice, and asked Dorothy next to him.

Dorothy only shook her head at Old John's inquiry, indicating that she did not know, and suddenly remembered that Mr. Don seemed to say that if he was cooking, he hurried to the kitchen with the vegetables in his arms.

Zhao Xi was using a spoon to bring out some soup to taste the saltiness, and before he could move his mouth, he saw Dorothy hurriedly returning to the kitchen and looking at him in a daze.

"Mr. Donne, you really know how to cook!" said Dorothy in surprise.

"I can still lie to you. Zhao Xi rolled his eyes and handed the spoon to Dorothy and said, "Come and taste the saltiness, lack of taste." “

Dorothy took a sip of the soup, tasted it, and said:

"It tastes so good, I think it's okay!"

"That's good, then I guess you can pack up and go to dinner, remember to ask Cornelia to come down for dinner too." Zhao Xi instructed, sprinkled some green onions, and put them in a small pot.

Zhao Xi looked at the sky and it seemed that it was time for dinner, so he steamed steamed white bread again, made him softer, and prepared to eat it with soup for a while.

When Zhao Xi came out with the dishes, he saw Old John sitting in front of the living room with four or five short swords on his back, and there was a metal shield on the ground, which seemed to be an arm shield.

"Yo, you kid still have this skill?" said Old John as he watched Don come out of the kitchen and joked.

"There's so much you don't know. Zhao Xi also replied with a smile.

"I've brought you something, five short swords and one arm shield, and people count you as fifty gold coins, and this price doesn't trick you. Old John pointed to the weapon behind him and the shield on the ground.

Zhao Xi didn't know the specific price of the weapon, but he also believed that Old John would not cheat him, and the gem system that Taylor gave himself showed that it was worth three hundred gold coins, and fifty gold coins was not a problem at all.

"Eat first, and then talk about this after eating. Zhao Xi pushed the potato beef stew in his hand towards Old John.

"You kid has a bit of a conscience. Old John snorted, took a bite of beef with a small spoon, put it in his mouth and chewed it for a while, and nodded as he ate.

"You can do this skill, even if you are not a nobleman, you can't starve to death if you open a restaurant. Old John said as he ate.

"With my craft, opening a restaurant is also the best restaurant. Zhao Xi smiled and bragged, turned around and went back to the kitchen to continue serving food.

When Zhao Xi brought the hot white bread to the table, he found that several people on the table had eaten it, and after seeing Zhao Xi on the table, they all praised Zhao Xi's good skills, and even Cornelia nodded approvingly.

Zhao Xi smiled and didn't say anything, just asked everyone to eat quickly, not enough in the pot, and put a piece of beef in his mouth and chewed it.

To be honest, first of all, there is no light soy sauce and dark soy sauce, the color is not too good, and the taste is almost meaningless, but it is much better than boiled beef, Zhao Xi put it in his mouth while dipping the soup with bread.

"Stews are really still eaten with rice, and it's a pity that the broth is not eaten with rice. Zhao Xi thought silently, but the movements in his hands did not stop, and he was still gulping down.

The four of them ate all the goulash with potatoes, and because it was so delicious, Dorothy and Cornelia ate more than usual.

After eating, Zhao Xi sat leisurely on the table with the fruit and began to eat slowly, not that Zhao Xi didn't want to wash the dishes, but Dorothy said that she didn't help with cooking, so she brushed the bowls by herself, saying that she wouldn't let Zhao Xi move, Zhao Xi couldn't resist the little girl, so she had to agree.

Zhao Xi's hand took out sixty gold coins from his backpack under the table, put them in a small bag, and handed them to Old John as if he had taken them out of his arms.

Old John took the money bag, weighed it, and felt that the weight was wrong, so he opened the money bag and checked the quantity, and pushed back the extra ten gold coins.

"It's just an errand, you don't need so much. Old John said.

"You can't run for nothing. Zhao Xi wanted to push it back, but was held down by Old John

"This meal is enough, and although I love money, I don't want everything. Old John said lightly.

Zhao Xi saw that Old John was resolute, so he had to take the money back, otherwise neither of them would be able to get off the stage.

Old John also went back to the room after speaking, and did not give Zhao Xi a chance to say anything else, as for Zhao Xi to put the weapons and shields in place, he simply checked the attributes, they were all white equipment, nothing special, just ordinary weapons made of steel.

However, Zhao Xi found that when she returned to the room, Cornelia still had to be supported by Dorothy, and she looked like her injury was not healed, Zhao Xi guessed that she just didn't want to expose her injury that had healed, for fear that Dorothy and the two would leak her mouth.

Zhao Xi packed up and brought the weapon back to his room, and after putting it away, he picked up the long sword and went to the courtyard to prepare to practice basic swordsmanship and basic fighting.

......

When Zhao Xi went out to take a shower and came back, it was already late, and seeing that Dorothy and Cornelia's room had no lights, it was estimated that he had already fallen asleep, and Zhao Xi was also ready to clean up and sleep, after all, he had to take the weapon to the kobold tomorrow, more than a dozen weapons and shields, and they couldn't be put in the backpack, and it was better to work hard to nourish his spirit.

However, when he went to the living room, he found that old John was sitting at the dining table and had not yet slept, as if waiting for him.

"Uncle John still hasn't slept yet?" Zhao Xi asked casually.

"You know the things in town. Old John lowered his voice and asked Zhao Xi.

"Hmm......" Zhao Xi replied and said, "I know a little, it's not so clear." “

"Do you think he deserves forgiveness for such a thing?" asked Old John continued.

"Do you mean that Viscount Sifa imprisoned the sick?" Zhao Xi asked back.

Old John nodded, didn't speak, seemed to wait for Zhao Xi's answer, Zhao Xi was also a little big at this time, although he knew some information, but it was all based on some intelligence reasoning, there was no evidence at all, he took it as a fact, and gave some bad advice, so that Old John and the viscount had a conflict, that would definitely not work.

"I'm just guessing, and I can't take it as a fact, Uncle John, everything has to be evidence. Zhao Xi said slowly.

Hearing this, Old John also frowned, after all, he also saw the shackles of the Viscount Castle from the sneak attacker that day, because he sent these shackles to the Viscount Castle by himself, so he recognized them at a glance, but if you want to say that there is actual evidence, he has no evidence at all.

Zhao Xi saw that Old John was seriously thinking about his words, and didn't say anything, he believed that Old John would definitely understand what he meant, and for the sake of Dorothy, Old John would definitely not mess around.

Zhao Xi slowly walked back to his room, and Old John didn't stop him at this time, but was thinking about his own affairs.

Zhao Xi returned to the room, fell directly on the bed, and fell asleep in an instant.

......

The next day, Zhao Xi got up early, and after eating the breakfast prepared by Dorothy, he said goodbye to a few people, and said that he couldn't come back in the past few days, so he didn't need to leave food for himself.

As soon as he got out of town, Zhao Xi received all the weapons in his backpack and began to speed up his way, and when he reached the forest, he took out the weapons in his backpack to speed up a little.

After arriving in the forest, Zhao Xi took out all the weapons from his backpack, tied them on his back with a rope, and padd them on his back with a shield to prevent the big sword blade from scratching his back.

When he arrived at the forest, Zhao Xi's speed was not so eager, because the path itself was not very familiar, and he was afraid that he would take the wrong road in a hurry, and it would be a big deal to get lost.

Zhao Xi, who was walking slowly, suddenly felt that something seemed to be staring at him in the bushes, and after having the two perception bonuses of the Scout Ring, Zhao Xi's perception was also very high now, and he had already sensed that something was nearby.

However, Zhao Xi didn't show it, just walked forward as if nothing happened, wanting to see what the creature in the dark was going to do, for fear that he would fight and scare it away.

The lizardman hunter lay down in the bushes and stared at the humans in front of him, wanting to see what the humans in front of him were doing with so many weapons on their backs, but a headache affected his train of thought.

Ever since it joined the ogre tribe and saw the two-headed ogre, it began to have headaches from time to time, and no one knew what was going on, maybe it was the ghosts of the ogres, but it still survived, and it was still more terrible than a headache and death.

Of course, being used as food by ogres is much more terrible than mere death, and the lizardman hunter slowly sneaks through the jungle, following the human in front of him, he has no fear of being discovered, and his own lurking can't even be detected by the eagle in the sky, let alone just an ordinary human.

"Damn. The lizardman hunter cursed in his heart, his right hand covering his head, and his dim eyes seemed to be a little red, but he didn't notice anything unusual about himself, but wanted to find out the purpose of the human in front of him. After all, the two-headed ogre allowed himself and his people to monitor the kobold's every move, and there could be no accidents.

"The kobold's good days are coming to an end. The Lizardman Hunter muttered to himself, thinking that in a few days of war, he would definitely have to kill a few more kobolds to prove his strength, so that he would not be discarded like waste or eaten as rations.

When the lizardman hunter thought about his own killing spree in the kobold tribe, the headache that plagued it seemed to disappear, but because it was too excited, it didn't notice it, but the red in the dim eyeballs became more intense, and it seemed to drip blood from the eyeballs.