The carriage was still rolling forward, and due to the excessive amount of cargo, the carriage traveled very slowly, and it took less than a hundred miles to walk for a day. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoThe nearest campsite is also more than 20 miles away. This made the steward of the caravan very dissatisfied, but he also knew that this was the limit speed of the carriage, and if he insisted on speeding up, then he was afraid that he would hurt the horse, and the result would be more than worth the loss. Therefore, in desperation, the convoy could only be ordered to camp on the spot.

If it is not necessary, the caravan will try to avoid rushing at night, because it is easy to get into trouble when walking at night with insufficient lighting, and in addition, many fierce predators will also come out to forage for food at night, which is likely to attack the caravan and cause losses to the caravan.

The camp was quickly set up, and the caravan guards quickly unloaded the tents from the wagons and set up piles of bonfires, and boiled a pot of untold hot food with some wild vegetables, dried meat, and dough with clean water. Then everyone ate a big bowl and ate it. Although it doesn't look very good, it tastes good. At least the smell wafted in. Makes Manid and Jamila drool a little.

Kennan didn't need to pitch a tent in the first place, and there was a Bigelen cabin in the Void Shell, and as long as he took it out, everything would be solved. However, considering the acceptance of the people around him, he abandoned the proposal.

Fortunately, when Kennan was shopping for supplies in Conse, he also bought a small tent and a small pot for a single person, and began to camp to make a fire, and found some vegetables and jerky to cook broth.

Kennan, who was accustomed to living a comfortable life, naturally did not treat himself badly, and he was not short of money, so he naturally bought a copy of all the spices and seasonings that could be bought in Conse City. As portions of the seasoning were placed in the pot, a rich aroma blew into the noses of Manid and Jamila in the downwind direction as the breeze from the campfire carried it.

The two of them sniffed the fragrant broth, then looked at the dry cake in their hands, and couldn't help but swallow the saliva that flowed to their mouths. He lowered his head and took a big bite of the dry cake in his hand.

However, because the dry cake was too dry in order to keep it for a longer time, the two of them choked a little when they ate, and the two of them looked around for water to drink.

Kenan looked at the clumsy appearance of the two and couldn't help but smile a little reminiscing. He then threw the water bladder in his hand to two people. Wait until the two of them have gone down the dry cake with water before they walked over and said, "I see that the two of you are also from Constance City, it just so happens that I have a lot of soup here, so if you don't dislike it, you might as well come and eat a little together." ”

Manid sniffed the broth, swallowed, and then replied a little embarrassed, "That's not good, we didn't know each other before, and I'm a little embarrassed to share your food for no reason." ”

"It doesn't matter, everyone is from Constance City, they should take care of each other, and when they go out, they just want to help each other, who doesn't have an inconvenient time, not to mention that I don't go out alone at night and don't help keep vigil and sleep unsteadily, so that a few of us take turns to keep vigil at night, so that everyone can sleep a little more peacefully, what do you think?"

Kennan's proposal made the two of them a little excited. Manid had at least an axe and a few changes of clothes with him when he went out. Jamila didn't bring anything but some jewelry and pocket money. Even the dry biscuits she ate were given to her by Manid. Originally, she was still worried about how she should spend the night tonight, but she didn't expect Kennan's words to relieve her.

Manid looked at Jamila's look of interest and Kenan's earnest eyes, finally succumbing to the aroma of the delicious broth.

"Well, then we're disrespectful. ”

"Welcome. Kennan bowed, then stretched out a hand toward Yami, "Beautiful young lady, please." ”

When he reached the soup pot, Kennan took two more soup bowls out of his bag, and then filled a large bowl of soup for the two of them. With the hot soup, the two of them devoured the dry food in their hands. The hot food was served, and both of them sat comfortably around the campfire to roast the fire.

Kennan took out a bottle of wine and a few glasses from his bag, and poured a glass of fruit wine for each of them.

"Lord Kenan, I've heard the bard say that you can't drink alcohol when you're out camping, and that will interfere with your judgment when someone sneaks up at night. Manid held his glass, a little moved, but a little hesitant.

"Well, there's some truth to that, but that's a high-alcohol spirit. And we're a low-alcohol fruit wine, so it's okay to have a drink. It also helps with sleep. In addition, we have caravan guards as the first guard on the periphery, and they will also warn in time if something happens, so we only need to send people to keep vigil in turn, so we don't have to worry too much. ”

"Well, yes, Lord Kennan said it's okay, what are you polite, I can drink a few bottles of this fruit wine by myself, can't you even drink fruit wine as a man?"

Kennan's fruit wine is one of the best you can find in Conse. It is truly made from fruit. After drinking, not only does it not have a bitter taste, but it also leaves a trace of aroma between the lips and teeth, which is deeply liked by many high-level people. Naturally, prices are also rising.

Even Jamila's father, who had a small fortune in Conse City, might not be able to drink this kind of wine every day. Therefore, seeing that it was this kind of fine wine, Jamila naturally couldn't help but want to drink a few glasses.

Seeing that Jamila agreed, Manid, who was already half-pushing, agreed. When he took the glass and tasted it, he was immediately stunned by the fragrance and sweetness of the wine. As his carpenter's son, when had he ever drunk such a sweet drink, it was a rare pleasure to be able to secretly drink a glass of ale wine once in a while. Soon, Manid, who was not very strong-willed, fell into the sweet wine.

Kenan smiled and didn't care, and threw the bottle to Manid, which was all for him. Manid was a little embarrassed at first when he took the bottle, but soon became soaking in the sweetness of the wine and began to drink it himself.

Instead, Jamila took a drink and put the glass down. At first, Kenan thought it was because he didn't have enough drink, and when he wanted to pour more wine for Jamila, he was refused. The reason is that just one drink is good, and if there is too much, it will affect the vigil at night.

Jamila's answer made Kenan really look high. can maintain a certain sober mind in the face of pleasure, such a person is more or less a talent. So, in Kenan's mind, Jamila's position was mentioned again.