When you don't have an alarm clock, you either wake up very late or wake up very early. In a comfortable environment, such as the earth, I am the former; In an unfamiliar environment, such as Skyrim, I am the latter.

A thick stack of freshly written manuscripts appeared on the desk overnight. Looking at such a large amount of work, I thought about the details, oh...... He actually has a magic called "Printing", which is really lazy and stealing.

Without waking Musk, I chewed a few bites of jerky, used this magic to leave the words "go out of the house" on a note, closed the door and went downstairs - "Shopkeeper, please send my uncle a breakfast in a moment, thank you" - and left the hotel.

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Ximu Town is not the self-sufficient, closed, and backward country town I imagined. An avenue runs through the town, constantly breathing fresh life into the town and bringing the town's flavor to the outside world.

There are occasional caravans passing along the road. I also saw a strange caravan of tigermen. The appearance of the tiger man is like cutting off a person's head and replacing it with a tiger head, but this tiger head can show the facial features of an intelligent creature, so I can see at a glance that the focus of the tiger man is on "people" rather than "tigers".

On each side of the road there is a row of thatched-roof wooden houses. Probably because there is a river next to it, the house is supported by a bottom frame to avoid direct contact with the wet ground. Most of the wooden houses are not clearly marked, and a few have signboards that reach out to the street to indicate their commercial inclination.

The sign of this house is the blacksmith's shop, and there is a large open space next to the house, where leather racks, anvils, and furnaces are placed. There is a "Ximu Town Trade Center" over there, and compared to the blacksmith shop, the grocery store with only one sign outside is much shabby, and it is completely unworthy of the scale of the "Trade Center".

Looking back at the hotel and tavern where I was staying, the sign showed the head of a strong man sleeping with his eyes closed, and the words "Sleeping Giant Hotel" written crookedly on the side. Cut...... Can't you just come up with a somewhat aesthetic name? For example, "gold-encrusted roses", "pride of the lion king" or something.

I'm wearing some of the best gear I've gotten from the ghouls, so I have no plans to go to the blacksmith's shop. I set my goal as a grocery store, but I don't know how groceries are defined in the world of Ludao.

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"Martial arts are prosperous!" The grocery store shopkeeper chose the welcome line based on my attire, "Are you buying or selling?" ”

Most of the shops here work part-time, and the hotel where I live is also a pub, and the grocery store not only sells groceries, but also recycles second-hand items.

I looked at the items on the shelves and looked up the grocery store in my memory. The grocery store has a variety of animal fur products, pots and pans and other household tools, as well as some veritable groceries such as the tusks of the three-tusked walrus. In addition, this grocery store also doubles as an alchemy shop, and some medicines are sold.

I thought about the clothes I had put under my armor from the corpses in the Helgen Fortress, "Shopkeeper, are there any leather coats of better quality?" ”

"Ah, this one is a bearskin, and it won't be long before it is made, so you can make it for three gold coins."

"Can it be cheaper?"

"The leather goods market in the snowy land is basically monopolized by big fur dealers, and it is impossible for other places to be as cheap as me. There are special hunters who provide furs for our store, genuine, all-natural, additive-free! ”

I already have an intuitive understanding of the prices in this world. The coins I had taken from the coffin added up to about forty gold coins, plus a small number of gems of unknown value. Yesterday's sumptuous dinner cost less than a silver coin, and if we nibble on bread, we can barely eat enough for a copper coin.

In this way, I don't have to worry about financial constraints at all, and I should still focus on the quality of my products.

Bears are a relatively common beast in the wilderness of Skyrim Province, due to the high risk of hunting, and the leather is really good, bear skin is a relatively high-grade product on the market.

Along the way, I searched for knowledge about other furs. The "grade" of cowhide and sheepskin is too low, the mammoth and giant are too large to make small objects, the troll skin has a strange smell that is difficult to remove, and the only thing that can compete with bear skin is sabertooth tiger skin, and ......

"Do you have a werewolf skin here?"

"Sir, we can't afford to sell contraband in a small business like ours!"

Well, I just asked, and I didn't think to wear such an oozing thing.

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After searching the shelves for a while, I didn't find much that interested me. The shopkeeper told me that many supplies are currently in short supply due to the huge casualties and panic caused by the recent dragon attack on Helgen Fortress.

The monetary rule of this world is that one hundred copper coins are equal to one silver coin, and ten silver coins are equal to one gold coin. In order to reduce the weight of the purse, I did not directly pull out the gold coins, but replaced them with a large handful of small coins in the purse.

"It's all Gunnard?" The shopkeeper asked questions when he got the money.

The money was taken from the tombs of the ancient Nords, and there was a certain difference in appearance compared to the current currency. Taking these ancient Nord coins out requires fighting ghouls, so they are not commonly found in the market. But the Guunod coins are real money after all, and no one in this gold standard world will refuse to accept them, and even the value of the Guunod coins is slightly higher than the mainstream currency "Septin".

This grocery store shopkeeper is also rare and strange, and the other party accepted the money very calmly when he paid the bill at the hotel yesterday. However, it can't be said that it is abnormal for ordinary people to see a large handful of Guunod coins and have no reaction. Maybe the hotel has a lot of people, and the shopkeeper there is used to seeing Guunod coins.

I picked up my things and was about to leave when the grocery store shopkeeper suddenly stopped me.

"Sir, please wait, you must be a powerful adventurer, right?"

Actually, I'm just a rookie, and the shopkeeper has a misunderstanding because of the Guunod coins just now, and I don't need to explain this.

The grocery store shopkeeper saw that I didn't react, thought I had acquiesced to what he said, and continued to speak.

"My name is Swan, and I help the Valeris siblings at the grocery store by day, and I am the troubadour at the tavern by night. Yesterday I heard you and your friends discussing dragon meat. Now that you have been able to extract so many coins from the ancient Arnold's tomb, dragon meat may not be an ingredient difficult for you to obtain......"

Could it be that this guy named Swan is going to send me a quest to collect dragon meat? But he looked at me like he was looking at a Loristidean, and it was clear that he didn't believe I could get dragon meat. And I'm not short of money right now, and I don't have time to do such a clueless and dangerous thing.

"I'm sorry, I'll be out of here soon, I don't have any free time." I decisively rejected him.

"Well, sorry, I didn't mean that. Yesterday Kemira Valeris accidentally offended you because of her ignorance, I hope you don't take it to heart...... Kemira is the girl who sang "Ragnar in Red" yesterday, and she is the sister of the owner of this grocery store. ”

At the mention of Kemira, Swan's face was a little unnatural. It can be seen that Swann must have liked Kemira very much, and I guess he came to help out at the grocery store to get closer to her, but their relationship has not yet developed to a natural point. As for his words...... Could it be that he thinks I'm a cautious eye, and he'll take revenge on the girl named Kemila?

To be honest, the girl's taunt last night didn't have any effect on me, she sang a pretty good tune, and I didn't even know that she was mocking us. But if the same thing happened to the warlike Nords, it would probably be a dangerous provocation.

Swann noticed that I still didn't react, probably thinking that I was really a cautious eye, and continued to persuade: "If you are not satisfied, I will give you an idea, so that you can take revenge on Kemira for her rudeness in the manner of the Brightons, and you can receive a good reward......"

This plot turns a little inexplicable, what are some inexplicable things, and the way of the Brightons? Let's hear what he has to say.

"There's a wood elf from the lumberyard, and he has ** intentions for Kemira. I love Kemira and don't want her to be fooled by a sinister elf. The elves, these bad things, were still at war with our empire a few years ago, forbidding us to believe in Talos, and now they have slipped away to Skyrim Province to do bad things, and I am afraid that in a few years, they will infiltrate your territory...... Put this letter in the hands of Kemira, and you will be happy to see what follows, and I will thank you for your actions. ”

Puzzled, I took the letter, opened it and read its contents.

“…… Ancestral Shenzhou is on top...... I hope you can suppress your ** when you get along with me...... I was born in the Valen Forest, a noble wood elf, and it is impossible for my family to agree to a lowly human associating with me...... Signed: Faindal"

Faindal should be the name of the wood elf. The letterhead and handwriting had been carefully prepared, and Swann seemed to have been planning it for a long time. There is an "out-of-town tourist who is about to leave here" in front of him, which is very suitable for this kind of thing.

I seem to be involved in a very troublesome and boring farce. I have already read the contents of the letter, and it is too late to say that I will not do it, and if I do, I think it is a bit despicable to do so.

Although hitting Xiao San is barely a reasonable reason, as a stranger, I really don't want to get involved in this kind of troublesome right and wrong. Well, this guy didn't say how to send it, so it's okay to sneak through the crack in the door at night or find a professional messenger to do it for you.

After communicating a few details, I left the grocery store with Swan's grateful gaze.

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Back at the hotel, Musk had already finished breakfast and continued to study the scroll, it was better not to disturb him. I took a hot shower, changed into my newly bought clothes and went out - "shopkeeper, remember to bring my uncle a lunch later".

The whole body is refreshed, and I suddenly feel like I am full of endless vitality. Now...... Let's explore the town's surroundings. I don't know how long I'll be able to stay here, it's only a matter of playing as much as I can.

I was attracted by a huge waterwheel by the river, and I was intrigued by this ancient tool, so I walked in the direction of the waterwheel.

Judging by the piles of wood and the noisy grinding sound on the small building, this is a hydraulic logging site. The water wheel is driven by the force of the water flow, and the saw blade is reciprocated through the transmission of gears and rotating shafts. A man adjusted the position of the wood while pulling the lever, and judging by the man's pointed ears and near-natural complexion, he must have been the wood elf Swann had mentioned.

The Wood Elves also noticed my presence and greeted me warmly.

"Hello, I'm Faindal, I work in this sawmill, and I usually work as a hunter." He pointed to the bow and arrow standing at the base of the wall, and went on to say, "I am honored that I have hunted the bearskin on your body, and you have recognized my hunting skills. ”

Well, just buy a random dress and gain a person's favor. It feels really aggrieved to think that I'm going to do something to pit him next.

I chatted with him for a while.

He is a wood elf, and the reason why he came to Skyrim Province is because the Skyrim Province is not highly developed, which allows him to feel the freshness and purity of nature.

He stayed in Creekwood because he met the other half of his life, Kemila. But there is a guy named Swan in the town, who learns a bunch of sweet words from the poet's academy, and tricks Kemira into turning around, which seriously affects Fayndal's pursuit of Kemira.

Just as I was hesitating to give him a sneak peek, the Wood Elf suddenly pulled out a letter. He said that he was willing to give me the letter in Kemira's name in Swan's name in return for helping me hunt a skin.

“…… Dear Kemira, how I wish you could live with me, wash my clothes, cook for me, do housework for me, do farm work for me, pay my gambling arrears, clean up my drunken vomit, ...... for me Signed: Swan"

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Well, with this heart-to-heart connection between the two, I seem to have the illusion that Kemira is the third party.