(Girls' Literature) The black dragon Piert Ausuye did not stop to talk to the villagers, he took his wine glass and walked straight to the square in the center of the village.

At this time, the central square of the village, which covers an area of just over one acre, was crowded with villagers who came to see the excitement, and hundreds of people crowded this small square, and the latecomers could not squeeze in at all.

Just chatting all the way, and a few villagers who were a little behind saw this situation, they climbed the house and climbed the house, and the tree was on the tree, and they could finally find their own position to see the excitement.

As the saying goes, "lions don't get into muddy water to repel insects." Regardless of Piert O'Suyer's thousands of years of life experience, and regardless of his innate dragon pride.

Just said that he was wearing that dress, and the "eagle" standing on his shoulders was a very high old butler who came out of the royal manor or the big noble manor.

If he was dressed like a young man in the countryside and climbed the house and climbed the tree, he didn't want to do such a degrading thing, after all, even if he turned into a human now, he still looked like an elder, and he always had to do things in the style of an elder.

However, Piert Ausuer has no relatives except for his sister who is lying on his shoulder, and the lonely time of a thousand years makes him want to go and see it when he finds a lively time, and if he is not in a hurry, he will go down to make up for it himself.

So he scanned the crowd in the square to see where he could still see the center of the square.

With this glance, he really found a good position, a position that was overlooked.

A young man dressed as a traveling merchant was sitting in a wagon looking out towards the centre of the square, and Piert Ausuer saw that the traveling merchant had a pair of pipes and was suffocating smoke.

The black dragon Peert Ozouye's eyes lit up immediately, and he walked forward quickly and knocked on the wooden bars of the carriage.

"Young man, the old man also wants to see the excitement, can you give up a seat in your carriage?"

As soon as the young traveling merchant turned around, he saw an old gentleman of great bearing beckoning him, and he immediately moved his butt to the edge of the carriage seat, giving the old gentleman a little place.

"Sir, please come up." The traveling merchant made a gesture of please.

Piert Ausuyer sat down honestly and unceremoniously in the carriage seat, sniffling and sniffing the tobacco.

Piert Osuyer asked, "Are you smoking tobacco from the Southern Mountains of the mainland?" ”

The traveling merchant was amazed: "Eh, how does the old gentleman know?" Connoisseurs? ”

"In general, I'm an old smoker. Although I have not smoked it often in recent years. ”

The young traveling merchant grinned and said, "En, I'm here for business and entertainment, and I only drew it recently." Seriously, mountain tobacco prices in the south are the cheapest. It's just not very classy. Let the old man smile. ”

"There is no difference between high and low tobacco, only different tastes, such as mountain tobacco in the south, which is green and astringent with a little aroma. Compared to plain tobacco with a stronger flavor, it is suitable for beginners. ”

"There's research, there's research!" The traveling merchant complimented the black dragon.

Piert Osuyer smiled slightly, and took out a well-sealed iron box from his bosom, and when he opened it, there were several neatly stacked rolls of paper, in addition to a small half box of golden tobacco.

"This is the tobacco of the sea people that the old man bought two years ago in the northern island country of Yelitvin Kingdom, and the sea people planted tobacco on the soft sand and composted it with fish scales and crab shells. That kind of tobacco is not produced very much every year. I bought it two years ago and I still have this small half box left. Young people, you can try. ”

The young traveling merchant did not squirm at all, he took two strands of tobacco and put them into his pipe, and took a few puffs.

After the traveling merchant finished taking these few puffs, he put his pipe aside and asked knowingly, "Huh?" Why is there a faint smell of sea in this smoke? ”

"Haha, maybe everything on the island has its own smell of the sea." Piert Osuyer casually told a joke about the kingdom of Eritwin.

"Hahaha." The traveling merchant also smiled and patted his thigh, and he asked seriously, "Old man, how long have you been smoking?" ”

"Thirty or forty years. (Three or four hundred years.) "said Piert Ausuyer, who remembered that hundreds of years ago he and his seafarers first encountered tobacco, a plant that was chewed in the mouth and eaten to refresh oneself from disease.

The smell is really rushing, and I still have an impression.

"Well, it's my luck to meet a well-informed old gentleman today. My name is Leke, Leke Brian. Originally an adventurer, a few days ago, because of some coincidence and the financial support of a nobleman, he had the capital to become a traveling merchant. Now I've been in the South, doing some condiment and sugar business. ”

"Piert Ausuyer, a bard."

"Well, the old man looks really extraordinary, I thought you were a person of noble origin at first glance."

"Hey." Piert Ausuyer waved his hand, and he smiled: "It's just a commoner, but it's the savings saved from various jobs in the past, and I have two granddaughters in the College City of the Papal Domain, who run a tavern in the harbor, so that the old man can play on the continent in style." ”

The traveling merchant Lec Brian and the black dragon Peert Ozouye sat in a carriage and chatted as they waited for the bustle of the village square.

At this time, the "eagle" (little white dragon) on the shoulders of Piert Ausuyer began to chirp.

"Sir, this eagle on your shoulder is really spiritual. It is used to scare off thieves and robbers. ”

"She (she) is hungry and wants me to feed it."

Piert Ozouer touched the eagle's head, put down his glass, and pulled out a small dried fish from his backpack.

Who knew that the "eagle" (the little white dragon) ignored it, and the black dragon Peert Ausuer didn't take the dried fish and fed it to his mouth.

"Sir, this eagle is still a picky eater."

"yes, it's really infuriating."

The traveling merchant Lec Bryan rolled his eyes, took a bottle of brown seasoning from the carriage shelf, and said to Peert Ozouille, "Sir, you might as well try a little of this." ”

"What is this?" Piert Osuyer took the bottle and looked at the brown particles inside.

"This is the condiment that the noble man asked me to make, and he called it 'Viking's Special Thirteen Spices.'"

"'Vikings'? Uh, what a strange name. Pearct Osuyer grumbled, spilling the brown spice from the bottle on the dried fish.

I got closer and smelled it, and sure enough, there was a strange fragrance. The black dragon thought to himself, "Humans, humans, like the dwarves back then, are good at inventing new things. But what to say about human inventions, it is more interesting to live. ”

Just sprinkled with a little seasoning, and the "eagle" (little white dragon) did not wait for his brother to stuff the dried fish, and immediately opened his mouth to eat.

One after another, and the mouth does not stop.

Pearct Ausuille looked at this scene with satisfaction, and he thought to himself: "The inventor of seasoning must be a genius, and he must be a genius who loves life!" ”

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