Chapter 82: Milk
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The lights are flickering, and the streets are lined with lanterns of various colors, delicate and small, exuding a warm glow.
Towns are built according to the topography, with winding streets, some on flat ground and others on the roots of stout giant trees.
There are many streets, shuttling and staggering, although they are not particularly spacious, but they are lively and prosperous, and the flow of people is like a tide.
The chestnut hair was neither long nor short, and it was soft and draped over the shoulders.
The plain skirt is gently brushed at the knees, the white fluff around the neck is warm and soft, and a small silver bell hangs under a circle of snow-white fur at the wrist.
The girl weaved through the crowd, her steps were a little hurried, and she asked questions along the shops on both sides of the street, as if she was looking for something.
"Sorry, we don't have one here. ”
The shopkeeper looked at the anxious-looking girl in front of the shop and waved his hand.
Qianling grimaced and slowly continued to walk forward.
The silver bell "ding" rings softly.
She looked at the crowded streets, a little deflated.
I don't remember how many streets it was, and how many shops it was, but when I asked all the way, everyone answered "no".
It had been a few days since she came to the demon clan territory at the bottom of this canyon, Li Xiaoruo had not yet been weaned, and there was not much milk left from the Yinfeng River Valley, so she ran to the street to buy some milk, but she didn't expect it to be so difficult.
Looking up at the sky, the field of vision was filled with a green canopy of trees, and a few golden rays of sunlight shining through the cracks in the canopy.
The long streets ahead are winding and intertwined, with no end in sight.
The lights on both sides of the street are flickering and bustling.
For the Demon Clan, Qianling was really surprised and surprised.
Located in a deep canyon, there are huge trees growing to the sky, huge roots as thick as pythons, and the lights are constantly lit day and night......
These days, Qianling, like other demon clansmen, can receive a certain amount of food every day, including vegetables and meat, while Qing Shui needs to carry a bucket to the other side of the river to hunt.
Several rivers run between towns, clear and clean, and the bottom of the canyon is originally scarce in water, so people are precious and well protected, without any pollution, and can drink directly.
In addition to the daily ration of vegetables and meat, the only way to get food is to go to street shops and buy food.
However, after running a few streets, Qianling gradually found that this did not seem to be an easy task.
Most of the shops on both sides of the street sell small lanterns, decorations, handicrafts, furniture, and daily necessities, but few sell food, and even if you come across a few of them, they sell special snacks and sweets, dried mushrooms, and so on.
The silver bell "jingle bell", Qianling asked one by one along the way, but they all had the same answer.
She shook her head slightly, took a light breath, and tried to calm her anxiety.
I remember that when she was in Ellens, she also came across areas that sold different goods according to different streets, and maybe it was the same here.
Gently brushing the two long strands of chestnut hair on the side of her cheeks behind her ears, Qianling patted her face and continued to walk forward.
Unlike the darkness of the early morning, as the time passed towards noon, the huge green canopy above the canyon fluttered in the wind, and the branches and leaves shone with golden light.
The town is much brighter.
There are more and more people, and the streets are crowded.
Qianling walked through the crowd, and the demon clansmen who passed around looked at her and muttered in a low voice.
Qianling didn't care about this, and occasionally met some people's eyes, and she smiled at them.
In the territory of the demon clan at the bottom of this canyon, people probably saw the orc people for the first time, and her white dress decorated with white fur and the silver bells tinkling on her wrists were indeed a bit eye-catching.
A faint sweet smell of milk suddenly wafted from the wings of his nose.
Qianling was like a puppy smelling the scent of bones, and suddenly came to her senses, her amber eyes overflowed with light, and she turned around and ran towards the other side of the street not far away.
Two women walked in front of them, one with a baby in her arms and the other with a large glass full of milk.
Qianling happily ran forward and asked softly:
"Hello, may I ask, where did you buy your milk?"
The two women looked at her stunned, looked at her from head to toe, looked at each other again, and when they looked at her again, their eyes were a little more strange, and they pointed behind them with some hesitation.
"Thank you!"
Qianling smiled and thanked them, and hurriedly ran over there.
It's great! It's not in vain that she ran a few streets, her legs are sore, and Xiao Ruo finally has milk to drink!
Following the scent of milk, turning a corner not far ahead, Qianling came to a shop.
"Thank you!"
A man in front of the shop thanked the owner with a glass of milk, smiled and turned to leave.
Looks like this is it!
Qianling breathed a sigh of relief, a smile on her face.
When I came to the store, I looked inside, but found that it was just an ordinary dried fruit shop, with dried fruits such as hazelnuts and walnuts placed at the door of the store, and pastries made of various dried fruits in the cabinet next to it, wafting the fragrance.
Qianling looked at those dried fruits and was slightly stunned.
Standing at the door of this store, I can't smell the smell of milk at all. And...... She had come across a lot of dried fruit shops like this before, but none of them sold milk.
"Boss, I want to buy some milk. ”
Qianling took out a silver coin with a delicate mandala pattern carved on it.
It was given to them by a few of the Demon Clan members who had previously settled in the residence, and the Orc people had just arrived and could not shop without currency, and with this silver coin, they could exchange a certain amount of items directly in the shop.
"Milk?"
The boss was a middle-aged man, looked at the silver coin in Qianling's hand, looked her up and down again, his eyes suddenly showed a little weird, waved at her and turned back to the store:
"I'm a dried fruit store, where is the milk?"
Qianling was stunned:
"But didn't that guy just buy milk from here?"
"You read it wrong, I don't have any milk here, and even a little is sold out. ”
The tone of nonchalance revealed a hint of impatience.
Qianling looked at the middle-aged man sitting on the chair with his legs crossed, and couldn't help frowning slightly.
Hesitating, she stepped forward and smiled at the man:
"Boss, I have a child who has just been born for a short time, I really need milk, if the milk is sold out today, can you please keep some for me? I can come later......"
Before he could finish speaking, the man suddenly stood up from his chair, his eyes wide:
"Are you finished? I said, I don't have milk here! Even if I do, I won't give it to you, so let's go quickly!"
Qianling was stunned, frowning slightly:
“...... Why?"
"Boss!
Suddenly, a childish voice came from the door.
The middle-aged man responded as he walked around her to the door, took the bag with the hazelnuts, and laughed with a few demon children at the door.
Qianling stood there, pulling her hair at some bewilderment.
What the hell is going on?