"Sunflower Treasure Book"?

Norman didn't know what it was, but that didn't stop him from understanding what the mages meant.

Listening to them, it seems that there is a big secret hidden in this notebook?

Norman was immediately moved, and wanted to take his notebook and roast it on the fire as they said, but before he could start moving, he suddenly felt something strange in front of him.

Norman looked up sharply, only to find that Thomas had woken up for some time, and was standing in front of him, with his head down, looking at the notebook in his hand.

When did this old boy wake up? When did he get out of bed and make no sound, just like a cat.

Norman sneered to himself.

"What's that?"

Thomas asked curiously as he looked at the notebook in Norman's hand, his eyes still on it, as if he was interested.

"Those are the old sayings?"

Whether it was a doctor or something knowledgeable, Norman didn't bother to explain to him, and dealt with him with concise answers.

"Books. ”

But Thomas continued, "What book?"

Norman had no choice but to say nonsense: "A book about how to take care of a cow after giving birth." ”

When Thomas heard this, he was even more reluctant, "Isn't the ancient language used by the mage, how can it be used to record such a trivial matter as the postpartum care of the cow?"

"The postpartum care of a cow is not a trivial matter, did you know that in the countryside, a cow is the life of a family? This is a major event related to the life and death of a family, so it is normal to record it in the old language. ”

"Why do I think you're lying to me?"

"You're a doctor, I'm just a farmer who fled from a remote village to Cárdenas, how can I fool you?"

"You're right. ”

......

Norman chatted with Thomas, the old boy, as he walked around the room to see if there were any tools for committing the crime, and soon stopped in front of a small wooden barrel.

Thomas's life was too luxurious, even if he was so poor that he sold his house to others, he still had to go to the tavern to drink every day, so he didn't even have a container for storing water in his house before.

Norman, by contrast, was much more homekeeper, and this small cask was originally the one he used to hold when he invited Thomas to drink.

Adhering to the principle that any garbage in the countryside is a treasure, he did not throw away the wine in the barrel after drinking, but habitually hid it, and it really came in handy after he moved into Thomas's house, he took it out of the hiding place and put it in Thomas's house as a water storage bucket, so that he also saved himself from running to the river every day to get water, and the water could be used for several days.

Seeing Norman stop in front of the bucket, Thomas stopped asking, and said, "Are you going to start boiling water?" ”

Boil water, this is one thing that Norman learned under the command of the Templars, and in the mouth of the Templars, it is a very important thing.

"This is the key to protecting your life! Either drink alcohol, or drink boiled water, and never drink river water directly, that will slowly take your life!"

With the Templars' repeated emphasis, Norman was now slowly moving away from drinking water from the river, and his broken pot was finally coming in handy.

It is this kind of behavior that has never been understood by Thomas: in Thomas's opinion, this behavior of boiling water before drinking it is too strange, meaningless and a waste of time, a waste of firewood, a waste of copper ace!

However, this is a waste of Norman's copper ace, and Norman is now his employer, so Thomas usually complains at most twice, but he will not stop it.

But this time Norman didn't boil water to drink.

Norman stood in front of the bucket, looked at the note in his left hand, and then looked at the bucket in front of him, the meaning was obvious, and the mage in his body could also see it.

"Hahahaha, that's right, that's it, hurry up and put it in and soak it, and become a god is in this bubble!"

"I don't think so, or should I cut the cover first and take a look, if there is a mezzanine in the cover, and there is something in the mezzanine, isn't this bubble broken?"

"I think it's okay, if it doesn't work, then I don't think you can cut it, it's unfair for you to say that. ”

"Don't say it, make a note of the sugar candy first, and soak it first, okay?"

"Hurry up, don't ink the anchor!"

"I like it! Gao Wen is walking well, or Mrs. Lan is to my liking, if Gao Wen is still here, he will definitely not let the anchor do this, how much fun will be missing? Gao Taifu has gone all the way, immortal!"

......

Norman heard the mages in his body, but he couldn't hear Lancelot's voice.

The mages were right, if Gawain was there, he would probably have stopped his ridiculous behavior, and Norman could even guess what Gawain would say - "This notebook has great research value, we can't destroy it easily, we need to study it slowly, it will take a long time......" Hon-la-la-blah and so on.

But Lancelot won't.

After a few days of contact, Norman also saw that Lancelot and Gawain were two completely different styles: Levin was a person who had to point fingers no matter what he did, afraid of this and that, afraid of everything, and always wanted to pursue the optimal solution, while Lancelot was just the opposite. Most of the time, Lancelot doesn't dictate his decisions, but simply tells him stories, leaving him to make his own decisions, regardless of whether his decision is the best solution or not.

In general, Gawain and Lancelot were afraid that Norman would fall even once, and the other was happy to see Norman go on a rampage, and Norman himself didn't know which one was better for him......

However, he didn't think much of it, and immediately grabbed the notes in his hand into the bucket and soaked them carefully.

“66666666666”

"Ladies and gentlemen, the next time is to witness the miracle!"

"Come out, Shenlong!"

"The one in front of me is on the wrong set, and there is a dragon wool thing here?"

"It's over, it's all over, it should be cut first!"

......

"What are you doing?!"

What Norman did not only made the mages in his body talk, but Thomas beside him also screamed.

The old boy looked at Norman's actions in amazement, completely incomprehensible to what he was doing.

"That's valuable knowledge about the postpartum care of cows, isn't it useless for you to soak it like this?! Even if you don't want it, you can sell it to others, wouldn't it be good to ask me to drink for a few silver narls?!"

Thomas was stunned and began to chatter.

Norman, however, ignored it, and counted it silently in his heart, and felt that the time was almost up before he took the note out of the water, and then brought it to the table and put it away, spread it out, and looked at it carefully.