Feeling distraught, he returned to the pit at the bottom of the bag, and continued to struggle with whether to agree to Gandalf's invitation, and before he knew it, two or three hours had passed. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although he didn't feel hungry, the routine he had developed on weekdays reminded Bilbo of the fact that he seemed to have missed lunch.

"It's ...... that I would miss lunch."

Maybe he wanted to get back to his usual rhythm, or maybe he subconsciously wanted to have a good meal before leaving home, and while muttering to his feet, he went to the wall and picked up the basket, Bilbo walked out of the house and went to the hobbit market near the village, intending to buy some fresh vegetables and fish to go back and make a delicious meal, and use the food to forget the worries in his mind for a while.

After becoming Chu Xiaobai's apprentice, Bilbo's popularity in the neighborhood also increased, and when he came to the market to buy ingredients, he would always be greeted by enthusiastic hobbit vendors, and occasionally some lively children would come up with an innocent face and ask him when he would be able to go to his house again to eat delicious food.

Looking at this lively but peaceful scene, looking at the smiling faces of the children, Bilbo's heart was touched again.

While shopping, I have to chat with these familiar vendors from time to time, and occasionally stop to deal with the naughty children. Despite the proximity of the bazaar to Hobbiton, it took Bilbo about an hour and a half to get back to his home again.

Lunch is gone, and even afternoon tea is almost late. If you count the time to pack up the materials, the only thing you can do is dinner.

Unable to help but complain to himself a few words again, Bilbo finally started to clean up.

Vegetables should be washed well, in addition to removing soil, but also to ensure that the leaves are not broken. The fish should also be processed first, at the very least, the large thorns in the meat must be pulled out first. I hadn't thought about it before, but under Chu Xiaobai's guidance, Bilbo already knew that the way to clean up the ingredients would also affect the final taste of the food.

"Jingle jingle bell!"

I was busy with my hands when the doorbell rang suddenly. Bilbo quickly put down what he was doing, wiped his hands with the apron around his waist, and hurried to the door.

Opening the door, Bilbo was unconsciously stunned. Standing outside the door was not Chu Xiaobai, but a dwarf he had never met. He had a beard common to the dwarves, but the hair on the top of his head was shaved, and his bare scalp glistened in the setting sun. Just such a hairstyle is already full of strong feelings, and his scalp is tattooed, which makes him look even less like a good person.

Seeing Bilbo, the sturdy dwarf bowed slightly: "Dwalin, at your disposal!" ”

Although the other party's appearance was a little vicious, he showed enough etiquette in the end. As an enthusiastic hobbit, you don't lose your etiquette at this time. Bilbo hurriedly tidied up his apron and responded cautiously: "Bilbo Baggins, I'm waiting for your dispatch~!" ('Waiting for your hand' is just a greeting, not really a thing.) ）

The dwarf named Dwarin nodded, and without asking what Bilbo meant, he walked straight into the house.

"That ......." The other party's uninvited entry made Bilbo feel ridiculous, but after comparing his size and physique with the other party, Bilbo could only ask: "Do we know each other?" ”

Turning his head, he stared at Bilbo for a moment, and just as Bilbo's heart was beating to his throat, Dewalin finally spoke: "I don't know. ”

The table of the soul has been turned over eighteen times in a row!! Don't recognize? I don't know, why did you come to my house~! If I can't beat you, hum~!

Ignoring Bilbo's change of face that was black and white for a while, Dwalin unfastened his cloak: "Little brother, where is it?" Is it over here? ”

"What ......, what here?" Hearing the dwarf's inquiry, Bilbo came back to his senses and stammered.

"Dinner." As he walked inside, Dewalin unceremoniously threw his cloak to Bilbo and told him to hang it for himself: "He said there would be food, and a lot of food. ”

The thoughts that had just come back to his senses became chaotic again, and Bilbo stared at the familiar dwarf in a daze: "He? ...... he said? Which one is he? ”

As he spoke, the dwarf had already arrived at Bilbo's kitchen, where he saw the vegetables and fish that had just been cleaned, as well as the sauce that Bilbo had prepared to cook them.

Maybe he had been hungry for a while, or maybe it was because Bilbo had arranged the plates and bowls so neatly that there was a small misunderstanding in the dwarf's mind - he thought that the food was to be eaten raw with sauce.

"Aha~! Got it~! "Pick up a carrot, pestle it into the reddish-brown sauce and stir it, then stuff it in your mouth. A crunch click came from Dwalin's mouth, along with his comment: "Hmm~, what kind of sauce is this?" It tastes so good~! ”

Overturned the table of the mind again, Bilbo couldn't help but complain in his heart - a short man who has never seen the world, it is obviously an ingredient that has not been processed, how can you eat it so raw.

Bilbo was speechless to the extreme, otherwise, he would not have said such rude words with his passionate nature, even if it was slandered in his heart.

And what made Bilbo depressed and speechless was still to come.

After Dwalin arrived, it wasn't long before someone rang the doorbell outside. When I opened the door, I saw another dwarf I didn't know.

It was a dwarf with a white beard and a big smile. It seemed that the dwarves were kinder than the previous Dwarins: "Bahrain, let you send." ”

Why is there another dwarf? Bilbo couldn't help but think. However, although he thought it was strange, he politely replied: "Good evening." ”

Balin smiled and nodded, looked up at the sky, and said, "Yes, that's good, although I think it will rain later." ”

Hearing Bahrain's words, Bilbo couldn't help but look at the sky outside. At this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he saw Balin walk in directly, just like Devalin before: "Am I late?" ”

"What? What's late? Bilbo was confused, everyone else knew something, only he didn't, and this feeling of being kept in the dark made him uncomfortable.

Bilbo did not answer his question, as Bahrain had already heard the movement in the house. He and Dwarin, who had arrived first, were brothers by blood, and even if Dwarin didn't speak, he could tell from the movement during the meal that it was his brother.

"Dwarin? Is that you? ”

"Bahrain~! Oh~! Good evening~! My brother~! He ran out with a thick lettuce with a thick sauce on it. Ignoring the sauce thrown everywhere, Dwalin hugged Balin and slammed his head into him.

The same is true in Bahrain.

With a 'bang', the two dwarves' heads collided together, making a dull thud. Watching all this from the sidelines, Bilbo unconsciously pulled the corners of his mouth, not only because of the sauce stars on the ground, but also because of the pain in the brain for these two barbarians.

"I said, ...... you guys?"

"We are brothers, this is our unique way of greeting ~." They hugged each other and laughed until they heard Bilbo's inquiry, and the two dwarves parted, and Dewalin proudly replied.

The third time it overturned the table of the mind. What Lao Tzu wants to ask is why you came to my house, and the ghost wants to know why you hit your head~!

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to bother, but are you in the wrong place? It's not that I'm not hospitable, hobbits are very hospitable! It's just that I want to get to know my guests first. In fact, I don't know you at all! Although it was only for a moment, Bilbo had already determined that the two dwarves in front of him were out-and-out fools. Knowing that it was useless to beat around the bush, he simply said the question in his heart.

"I can assure you that we're not in the wrong place, and there's a mark on your door, which you usually use in this business. We only came here when we saw the mark. They looked at each other for a moment, then blinked a few more times at the same time. After about five or six seconds, Bahrain, who seemed a little more reliable, gave an explanation.

"This line? What do you mean? What mark? Confused the more he talked, Bilbo scratched the back of his head: "There is no mark on the door, I remember very well, I just painted it a week ago. ”

"......, go see for yourself." Not knowing how to respond, Bahrain did the same thing as Bilbo, scratching the back of his head with his hand and pointing out the door with his other.

I hurriedly went outside and checked the wooden fence gate at the entrance of my yard. It was only then that Bilbo noticed a clear 'F' mark on the courtyard door of his house.

"Huh? When did this get it? After thinking about it for a while, Bilbo remembered the fact that he seemed to have seen this mark when he came back from grocery shopping, but he didn't take it seriously because he was still distracted at the time.

"What does that mean?" After confirming that there was a mark on the door, another question mark appeared in Bilbo's mind - why did this sign attract the dwarves?

"It's the mark of an agent, and it means 'want a good job, a thrill seeker and a fair pay.'" I don't know when, Chu Xiaobai came to the gate of Bilbo's courtyard, looked at the mark on the door, and then looked at the two dwarves standing at the door of the house: "Bilbo, how can there be such a mark on your door?" Did you draw it yourself? Also, should you introduce me to these two dwarven friends? ”