Chapter 505: Poetry and Philip Eggs

() The noisy and lively banquet is over, and the village is quiet at night.

There were several lights hanging around Pietran's carriage, not bright, but they could illuminate the surroundings.

Although the carriage was parked in the village, the necessary vigil was unavoidable.

Someone was sitting on the ground next to the carriage, a pile of churned mud to his left, and three baskets full of eggs on his right, which Charles was making while he was bored at the vigil.

Soft footsteps sounded, and a figure walked in front of Charles.

Charles raised his head and stared at the visitor with a strange gaze.

Maria knew that her appearance was at the level of walking at night that could scare people, and it was the first time she had encountered a situation where she stared at herself like Charles, except for a few people close to her.

Charles spoke first, and he asked, "Why don't you sleep so late, staying up late is a woman's worst enemy." ”

Maria said speechlessly, "That's just for a pretty woman, forget about my appearance." ”

"I just got up and stopped by to have a look. ”

Charles asked, "Why did you write the lyrics so exaggerated today?"

Maria laughed, and she said, "What is not an exaggeration in the work of a bard?"

Charles was a little speechless and said, "It seems that you are not a qualified bard yet, because I have to thank you for not filling it with water." ”

As a result, Maria said a little depressedly: "Because I'm not good at this, in fact, I'm good at the opening poetry of the banquet." ”

"I can hear you. "The one you're singing tonight is based on a sonnet, and if you're a bard eating in a tavern, you're going to starve to death if you just sing that." ”

The songs sung on different occasions are different.

The bards mostly sang in taverns, and they sang for hours, and soon they ran out of things to sing without water.

Maria's banquet opening song sets off the atmosphere at the beginning of the various banquets of the noble lords, so it can't be too long, otherwise the nobles will starve to death.

In the style of the bards, the part of Maria's poem about the girl and the egg would be reversed, and they would sing as the village chief giving someone a basket of eggs, and finally someone would take the prettiest girl in the village.

What's more, this story will gradually evolve into very yellow and violent content such as "Ru Someone's Moon Drama Village Girl".

Now one can only pray to the gods that this hymn will not be circulated, after all, he is only an unknown little adventurer at the moment, and it is better to make people think that Charles did it.

Charles babbled on and on to Maria, who covered her mouth and laughed.

Maria asked, "Are you afraid that little Linda will find out about you messing around outside?"

Charles was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Maria to think in this direction.

Maria smiled at Charles's reaction and said, "I used to show up on Linda's birthday every year or two. ”

Charles was relieved, judging from Linda's father's spoiling of Linda, it was normal to invite Maria.

Charles didn't want to talk about it, he said, "Let's go back to poetry, aren't you familiar with the world of bards?"

Maria said a little helplessly: "No way, I rarely came into contact with this aspect of poetry before, and even when I came out to practice, I was surrounded by those noble young masters who protected me. ”

"I would like to discuss with the bards, who are either scared to death by my face or by those young masters. ”

Charles smiled, as an emperor superstar who even came to listen to Reimu sing, every time she went out, there would naturally be no shortage of fans around her.

He said, "So this time you concealed your true identity and came out to train as an adventurer?"

As a result, Maria said: "I didn't say goodbye this time, left a letter for the teacher and slipped out. ”

At this moment, Charles was a little crying and laughing, and he said: "A big man like you is going to have a trip that you can just go, your teacher is going to have a headache, will he send someone to arrest you back?"

But Maria said: "I left a letter saying that I had retired and returned to my hometown to get married, and if he dared to stop me, he would pull out his hair. ”

"Anyway, my successors are doing well, and the teachers won't embarrass me. ”

Charles could only shake his head with a smile and said, "Then I wish you a happy wedding." ”

At this time, Maria said: "Charles, how about you come and help me guard the stage when my sister gets married?"

Charles, who continued to make preserved eggs, said: No problem, on call. ”

Maria looked at Charles for a while, who was making preserved eggs, and then asked, "Are you making Philip eggs?"

Charles was stunned for a moment, and didn't react to the situation of the ancestor's balls for a while.

Maria continued: "When I was looking through the books in the temple, I saw a hymn that sang about an egg that was covered in earth on the outside but crystal clear on the inside, but unfortunately the practice of this egg was later lost. ”

Charles nodded.

The information left by the ancestor contains the practice of preserved eggs, and he is afraid that his children and grandchildren will not be able to get along and sell preserved eggs.

In the beginning, preserved eggs existed as military rations, fresh eggs were packed in wooden boxes, and the surrounding area was filled with mixed soil, which had the effect of protecting the eggs, and the eggs became preserved eggs after being transported to the front line under the transportation conditions at that time.

It's just that after the last war, the human side reshuffled the cards, and it was a close-range war to occupy the surrounding land, and the practice of preserving eggs was actually lost after decades.

Maria was immediately interested, and she asked, "Is it troublesome, can you sell me the recipe?"

Charles didn't make money with the practice of preserved eggs, after all, his ancestors had done it before, so he told Maria the recipe for making preserved eggs by mud wrapping and soaking in a few words.

"It's that simple?" said Maria, a little incredulous.

"It's that simple. Charles said.

Then he asked, "Are you going to change your career to selling Philip eggs in the future?"

"Is there any problem?" said Maria, "I have to eat, not only I'm going to eat, but there are so many people who have to eat." ”

Charles looked at Maria suspiciously, her appearance fee is not low, she is still priceless, as long as her voice is okay, she will not be reduced to the point of selling preserved eggs.

Maria just smiled, and after saying a few words of thanks, went back to bed, and Charles also muded the eggs and put them in the jar.