27. In the evening
The slanting sun shines into the village of Liv, filtering the crimson of the towering trees outside the village, forming a strip of light and shadow on the ground and the surface of the houses in the village.
The returnees from the village drove the sheep and echoed with the villagers who were plowing in front of the house, and returned to their homes to prepare the next dinner.
Suddenly only the figure of poultry wandering around was left on the road in the village, and Xia Zuo, who had passed by here once upon a time, saw those chickens and avoided them, for fear of hurting them and causing the whole village to encircle and suppress them, which was the shadow left to him by playing a game that traveled to Skyrim Province in the past.
In addition to the shadow of the fowl scurrying, there was also a little boy running in the direction of the mine, who was the child of Rebecca's neighbor's house, and had just set off in high spirits from the front of Rebecca's house.
"Jobs! Where are you going? It's almost time to eat! β
"I'll be right backβ"
The little boy replied without looking back.
Located outside Holf's blacksmith shop, Holf and his son walked out of the house in one step, he was now wearing brand new clothes and a sword at his waist.
No matter how many times Horf looks at that outfit, he will clap his hands in admiration.
Ola just nodded reluctantly, even though he had already admitted the fact that he had lost.
"I can't believe that this body was created from my blacksmith's shop, although it wasn't from my hand, haha!"
In Holf's praise, Xia Zuo stepped from the shadow in front of the house into the crimson slanting sunlight, revealing him clearly from head to toe.
The old tattered linen coat is gone, replaced by a thoughtful leather armor and pants, as well as boots of the same material - "Ancient Werewolf Leather Armor Set, Lv4, Quality 84%, Durability 100%"
The leather armor is black, almost covering the surface of Xia Zuo's clothes, simple, no tail hem, and the joints are connected by cloth, like a ranger in the jungle, maybe only a bow and a basket of arrows.
Adjacent to his bag at his waist, he wore a one-handed sword with wolf fangs forged by himself, and now had a sturdy and lightweight wooden scabbard, which was forged by Horf and given to Xia Zuo.
In order to match this outfit, Xia Zuo also combed his hair backwards, and almost forgot that although there is no face pinching interface, changing the hairstyle cannot pass the list, and even hit the hairstyle mod package to select, but you can directly wash, cut and blow.
Fortunately, the loom in the store can be used, there are not many old clothes, and Xia Zuo's textile grade has not been greatly improved, so the quality of the leather armor obtained in the end is only more than eighty percent.
Of course, it is not in vain to consume their old clothes, after the old clothes are broken down into cloth materials, you can also click "Weave" on the loom to get a new cloth coat, which is a brand new one, so as to return it to the dwarven father and son.
As with striking iron, this is not an infinite loop, a novice cloth can only break down one piece of cloth, while weaving a novice cloth requires two pieces of cloth. Giving the dwarven father and son benefits is equivalent to exchanging the old for the new, but only half of the quantity, they don't care much about the new and old clothes, even if they are old clothes, they can wear them casually, so they accept it more reluctantly.
"Thank you for the scabbard you made for me, Uncle Blacksmith, and for the precious wood." Xia Zuo picked it up again and looked at the exquisite scabbard, showing the product name "Birch Scabbard", which is a relatively good wood in the game.
Xia Zuo raised his eyes suspiciously, and suddenly thought that he seemed to have seen birch trees growing somewhere on the way to the village.
"What's valuable," Holf smiled, pointing around, and at the entrance of the distant village, "I see that the trees that defend the village are all manipulated by the old guy of the village chief with magic, and they grow as many as they want, and occasionally there are special people, who come to Liv Village just to buy wood, but unfortunately the old guy doesn't sell them, and I don't know what to think again... Can't get along with money? β
"Meaning, make it into a scabbard for you, and you can sell it?"
"yes, hahahaha..."
"Thank you for that, after all, you made it for me."
"Thank you, it's also me, look at the swords you forged, piled up, although I don't understand why the quality is so good, but it's okay to sell it slowly to the people in the village, they don't pursue swords that are as sharp as clay... In fact, it's not bad to sell it to that kid from Grim, the three of them stinky swordsmen, they can't see the quality of the sword at all, and they have to spend it in vain when they have nothing to practice on weekdays, and they come to me to repair it for free, thinking about it, maybe those swords can be sold to him cheaper. Holf stroked his beard and pondered.
A small pace quickly alternated, running to Xia's left side.
"Big Brother~"
"You're... The kid from before? β
Xia Zuo saw him running and recognized him as one of the three children he met when he entered the village, and saw the message "Jobs lv1" displayed above his head, but he didn't introduce him to each other, so he pretended not to know what his name was.
"My name is Steve Jobs! Jobs Joestar. β
"Hmm...... Oh. But his full name was not displayed on the top of his head, which made Xia Zuo a little surprised.
The first name of all people in the game, regardless of whether they have an honorific title or a title, will be used in the former, and the family name that follows is rarely mentioned.
Is the random name pool of NPCs put in according to the current fashion? Xia Zuo thought to himself, but he didn't think much about giving this kid a nickname, that kind of behavior might bring him displeasure.
"And what do the people around you call you? Playmates, and so on. β
"Just call me Jobs? What's wrong? Jobs scratched his head.
"Sure enough, it's impossible to be called by someone every time, why is it that in Mr. Araki's Qiao family compound, every generation of protagonists is called by the people around him."
"What is Big Brother talking about?"
"Just reminiscing about some of the past," in order to make the conversation clearer, Xia Zuo squatted down, and the child was as tall as him, "Is there anything Jobs looking for me?" β
"Oh yes! Sister Rebecca is cooking dinner, and she is also making her big brother's portion, let me take you to her house, and as a reward, Sister Rebecca will give me some of the honey she collected the day before yesterday. As he spoke, Jobs swallowed.
"But," Xia Zuo looked at Holf and his son, one of whom was waving to himself, "I promised Uncle Blacksmith to go to his house for dinner..."
"Ah~ I suddenly remembered that the ingredients don't seem to be enough," the knowledgeable Horf suddenly said with an exaggerated expression, his eyes didn't dare to look directly at Xia Zuo, and he pressed his elbow against Ola, "And the dwarf's appetite is particularly large, it must be not enough, it's my negligence, it's my negligence, you say yes?" Ola. β
β... Well. Losing the competition, Ola is still unwilling, this is the first time he has seen his father defeat in forging since he was a child, his first desire to surpass his father has been shattered, and he doesn't particularly want to feast Xia Zuo, it's all his father's idea, and now he is turning his ear again, Ola naturally cooperates.
Holf's home is not in a blacksmith shop near the mine, it is just for convenience, and his wife is preparing dinner at home, and he has warmly invited Xia Zuo.
"And didn't Rebecca already prepare dinner for the guests? That's a piece of her message, don't let it down. β
Xia Zuo vaguely saw that Uncle Blacksmith was a bit of a matchmaker, otherwise it would not be temporarily abnormal. It's just a meal for yourself, and it's the same everywhere you go.
Under the guidance of Jobs, Xia Zuo followed, and waved goodbye to the dwarf father and son on the road, but only Holf really waved in response.
"What are you doing with a straight face?" After Xia Zuo walked away, Horf said with a slight rebuke.
"Nothing," Orah raised his hands and straightened his back as if he had let go of something, "Is there any reason for me to continue to overtake you?" Father. β
"What are you talking about? Brat. β
"I originally thought that you were better than the craftsmen in the royal capital, but now, I may have to set another goal."
As soon as he finished speaking, Horf raised his hand and struck him on the head, and Ola covered his head and squatted in pain.
"Stinky boy, do you think that if you surpass me, you will be invincible in the whole continent? The guest just now is not necessarily the most skilled craftsman in the whole continent, I have seen better swords when I was young, especially when I traveled to the Eastern Continent by boat......"
Seeing that his father was about to start talking about his crew's experience, Ola silently tried to escape, but Holf grabbed him by the waistband of his trousers.
"Forget it, preaching won't work for you, Claire is still in Liv Village, do you want to go to the royal capital alone to train yourself?"
Ola was silent, he couldn't find an answer for a moment.
"Why don't you let Claire go with you?"
His father's words cheered him up, and Orah looked back, "But Claire's family won't agree to her going that far, will they?" β
"Leave it to me over there to convince me, and don't forget, Claire's father was in the same boat as me when he was younger."
"Really? Will you help me!? Aura never imagined that the stubborn father would say such a thing.
Because of the fertility problem of the half-dwarf, he never mentioned it to Claire's father, after all, it is difficult to say what Claire's family thinks.
"But until then!" Horf interrupted Ola's fantasy by saying, "Come with me for a walk outside the village." β
"What are you going to do?"
"Steal the tree!" Horf looked left and right and said in a low voice.
ββ¦β¦β
"The old fellow refuses to use magic to provide me with better materials, but the walls outside the village are fended against by a lot of better birch, ten times better than the scabbard I just made for the guest."
"Why birch? We've switched to carpenters? β
"No, before the guest leaves the village, I'll have to get him a better scabbard."
Despite his reluctance, Ora was dragged by Holf and headed home, intending to eat as quickly as possible and then cut down one of the hardest trees in the night.
On the way to Rebecca's house, Jobs was jumping happily in front of him, and Xia Zuo had to show the speed of the race walk to barely keep up.
"Did Jobs ever think about what he was going to do when he grew up?" Xia Zuo deliberately asked, there seems to be no such thing as entrepreneurship in this era, either farming, fighting, or opening a store.
"I want to be a fruit grower."
ββ¦β¦ Why? "It sounds like it's a bit like that.
"This way I can eat my own fruit, and, if I'm lucky, I can build a hive on the fruit tree."
"Hive, wouldn't it be better to use a box for a hive..."
Xia Zuo responded happily, and before he finished speaking, he saw three people blocking the way in front of the path.
It was the familiar trio, and no one in the village was more dressed like a swordsman than themβthe angry-looking Grim and the other two henchmen who couldn't remember their names even if they looked at their heads.
"Are you also Rebecca who came to meet me?"
Unable to wait for the other party to say his intentions, Xia Zuo had no choice but to ask with a frown, but it caused Grim to tighten his teeth and bulge his blood vessels in his temples.
At the same time, the Goblin Shaman and the Knight Iron Bone who were quietly advancing had already seen a large number of straight trees on the outskirts of Liv Village in the distance.
The shaman raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and the excitement made it laugh. At first glance, you can see that the straight trees are the result of magic, and this time the opponent is extremely challenging.
"Now is the best time for us to sneak in, Iron Bone, I know that the meal time of the human race is particularly troublesome, and I have to fix three meals a day in the morning, noon and evening, unlike us, we eat when we are hungry~ At this time, they are particularly easy to be unprepared."
"That's not good, just wait for them to finish eating, I want them to have the strength to fight me!" The more I can prove my strength to the king. β
The shaman became more and more angry with him, maybe this martial artist's recklessness would ruin the plan, let alone occupy, and he couldn't even take a step back to investigate.
"I have a plan that will allow you to fight adequately, Iron Bone." The shaman suddenly said with a wicked grin.
"What!?" The Goblin Knight was already ready to move, and he listened to it urgently.