Chapter 407: Customs

() Of course, it was Lu Tao's delusion to move a cannon from somewhere, let alone a cannon here, even the metal gate outside the village chief's castle was covered with brown rust, if he first arrived there, there were a few children lying outside the iron gate, using those brown rust as paint, and smearing them on their faces.

After being reprimanded by Elder Jin Wu, he reluctantly left, judging from the games they played, it seemed that whoever had more marks on his face showed that he was a more powerful warrior, with all kinds of strange characteristics, invincible, and invincible.

Entering the courtyard wall, it became a little more cold, the wall made of stones, exuding a cold smell of metal, there were many samurai who used it as a defense, and there was one standing almost ten meters apart, turning the place that was originally like a castle into a castle, if he suddenly remembered, it seemed that there were not many villagers wandering outside the village just now, and he didn't know if they were all pulled by the village chief of this village to see the courtyard.

There was no one to lead it, and all these departments were handled by Elder Jin Wu, and Lu Tao and Uncle York finally met the village chief of Jin Village.

The village chief is a middle-aged man, who is playing with two stone locks shirtless at the moment, and his thoughts are like two toys in the hands of the middle-aged man, constantly flying up and down, colliding with the air, and making a somewhat sharp whistling sound.

"Village chief, York is here. Elder Jin Wu respectfully said to the village chief who was facing away from this side, "He also brought his apprentice. ”

Hearing the words behind him, the village chief of Jincun turned his head to take a look, and then gently threw the two stone locks in his hand into the distance, only to hear two "bang" sounds, and the stone locks fell to the ground, just inlaid into the middle of the two sinking stones.

Only then did he see the face of the village chief of Jincun clearly, and in addition to confirming that he was indeed a middle-aged man, he was startled by the beard on his face.

"Hah, York, why are you here again? The village chief of Jincun untied the layers of cloth wrapped around his wrist, and then pointed to the towering stone tower in the middle: "Let's go, let's go in and sit down, it just so happens that I have something I want to discuss with you, Jin Wu, he told you, right?"

"Yes, Elder Jin Wu told me in advance, it's about the school, but I think it's ......"

Halfway through speaking, Uncle York's words were interrupted by the village chief, and he shook his hand: "No, no, no, we'll talk about these things later, since you came to our gold village, of course I have to treat you and your apprentice well, and I'll talk about it later, don't worry." ”

The staircase in the castle ascends in a spiral shape, one by one, without windows, and the sealed exterior wall can only be hung with flames

Blazing torches were used for lighting, swaying from side to side with the wind that had never appeared out of nowhere, making the dark and gloomy and somewhat eerie. The inside of the castle was cooler than the outside, and it wasn't much better because of the torches.

Lu Tao suddenly thought of a question, he quietly pulled over to Uncle York, and then asked in a low voice: "Uncle York, why do you use torches instead of moss here, it's the kind of moss that glows." ”

After listening to Lu Tao's question, before Uncle York could answer, the village chief of Jincun turned his head: "Because if you want those mosses to shine all the time, you need a lot of water, and this place is already damp, if you use a lot of water to keep the moss glowing, you won't be able to live in people, and the roots of the moss have a corrosive effect on these stones on the outside of the castle, I don't want my house to collapse if I live in it." ”

After saying these words, the village chief looked at Uncle York again: "Your apprentice is not good at teaching, and he doesn't even know this kind of common sense, which makes me a little disappointed, but if it is his words that will deal with us in the future, then I feel a little uncomfortable." ”

Lu Tao: "......"

He suddenly felt that this guy was such a stinky fart, and Lu Tao was thinking in his heart: When do you want to do something and get this guy's beard off?

Uncle York pulled Lu Tao, and then said to the village chief of Jincun: "We don't have such a building in Heilong Village, naturally no one knows how to do it correctly, but my apprentice is a little bit good, as long as he doesn't understand something, he will ask, so, after the village chief's personal answer, doesn't he know that there is no moss lighting here?"

"Hmph, it's not bad for you to say that, anyway, let's talk about it later. The chief of Kanemura continued to climb up, and as he walked, he said, "Dinner is ready in the kitchen, and you can have a good meal tonight." ”

Uncle York heard the words of the village chief of Jincun, and suddenly grinned at the corners of his mouth, this expression made Lu Tao just see it, I don't know why, he suddenly had a bad premonition.

......

When Lu Tao saw the food on the table, his not-so-good premonition finally came true.

Bugs, bugs everywhere, this is a table of worm feast from beginning to end, probably similar to a certain hunting movie that Lu Tao once watched, seeing Lu Tao's scalp numb, he just wanted to leave the table immediately.

It's a pity, of course he can't do this, there are gun-wielding samurai standing next to him, Lu Tao doesn't quite understand, since it is a meal, why are there so many samurai next to him, is it still afraid that an enemy samurai will suddenly rush out of the soup with fat insects?

When Lu Tao entered the castle before, he was still looking forward to whether he could do it

Seeing those medieval maids in the castle, but unfortunately these ideas of his are all delusions, this is not the ancient Western world, the castle rising from the ground is just an accidental product, and it is impossible for any maids in lace aprons to shuttle through it.

Here, the method used is a meal system, that is, everyone has their own food in front of them, and the food in front of Lu Tao is a bowl of soup, plus a few pieces of plant tubers that are steamed until they are soft, and the types of those plant tubers look very similar to the kind that Lu Tao has eaten at Nana's house before, oh yes, in addition, there is also a small plate of dried worms sprinkled with different spices in a small dish, are these seasonings the goods sold here by Uncle York?

Sure enough, the next moment, the words of the village chief of Jincun answered Lu Tao's questions.

"York, thanks to the fresh goods you brought with you, these dried worms have tasted a little better, taste them, this is the result of many experiments I have had the chef try, and these heavy dryings and the spices you brought with you have made them taste so good. ”

Uncle York nodded, silently grabbed the dried worms sprinkled with seasoning in the plate, carefully put it in his mouth, and with the sound of "click", he was eaten clean by Uncle York in a few moments.

"Huh, the taste has indeed gotten a lot better, Lu Tao, you can taste it. ”

Lu Tao looked into Uncle York's eyes, wondering if this was a scam, but in the end he compromised, grabbed the dried worms on the plate and put them in his mouth, and chewed them gently.

On the dried insects sprinkled with brown powder, there is a faint smell of cumin, which hides the unique earthy smell of dried insects, and it tastes a bit like a certain brand of French fries that Lu Tao once ate when he was a child, of course, it is not the kind of fries in fast food restaurants. Another kind of dried insects sprinkled with red powder, when the time comes, it is a combination of chili pepper and mustard, looking at the young village chief's love for red dried insects, Lu Tao suddenly found that maybe the village chief is also a person who pursues excitement.

Since the dried worms sprinkled with seasoning were not as unpalatable as Lu Tao imagined, Lu Tao carefully took a sip of the soup in the bowl in front of him. He smacked his lips and tasted it carefully, and found that it actually tasted good, a bit like the taste of shrimp soup.

Not to mention the plant tubers that were steamed to softness next to them, Lu Tao had already tasted them last time.

Lu Tao drank the soup and ate the dried insects sprinkled with seasonings, and finally left only those fat dundun, the fat insects left at the bottom of the bowl, all of them were as thick as a thumb, and they were boiled in juice and translucent, but Lu Tao couldn't eat it in his eyes.

Uncle York touched Lu Tao's shoulder: "The custom here is that the food must be eaten ......"