Chapter 2 The aristocratic young master wants to cook

Before dawn, the cold air scattered in the air, rolling around the deserted street corners, and the sky was still dark, and many houses were already lit up and began to prepare for their livelihoods. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Philomena had just finished making breakfast in the room, and before she could serve it to the table, Muse came out of the door. Philomena looked hell-shocked. Stand still with breakfast in hand.

"What's wrong?" Muse said.

"It's nothing, I'm wondering if the world has been conquered by demons and that such an unbelievable thing could happen. Philomena shook her head and placed breakfast on the table.

Muse did not explain anything, and sat down at the table with Philomena, eating a cheap breakfast, and although they drank porridge as they had done yesterday, the porridge today was only a few greens.

In the cold season, only nobles or some wealthy merchants can afford to eat meat, because the creatures that survive the invasion of the cold snap are only monsters, such monsters, which are not ordinary hunters can hunt, so the price of meat at the end of the year has doubled.

"It's rare to see you get up so early, how do you feel like you've woken up like a different person, although it's still a mess, but it's slightly more pleasing to the eye than before. Philomena was still the same old man, and said unforgivingly.

"If you lie in bed for ten days or eight days, you may get tired of sleeping. ”

After Philomena drank the last mouthful of porridge in her hand, she picked up the thick coat on the wall and said, "Whatever you want, if you are tired, go back to sleep, I don't have any extra money to drink meat porridge for you." ”

After speaking, without waiting for Musene to reply, he went out in a thick coat, and Muse stood in front of the door, watching Philomena's figure fade away, until he disappeared into the deserted street corner, and then closed the door with his backhand.

Muse was the only one left in the room, and silence permeated the hall, as Muse stroked the furniture that was both strange and familiar, his face contemplative.

Suddenly inexplicably came to a wonderful world, Muse Ne will inevitably be a little confused, and even afraid of the unknown life, in his previous life he was an orphan, a leisurely and comfortable life, unrestrained, the only thing left, maybe is the bond of making a few friends.

Suddenly disappearing from the face of the earth, I don't know if those friends will worry about themselves, or if they will forget about themselves over time, completely, completely and completely without leaving a trace.

However, after a night of hard thinking, Muse understands his current situation and is forced to accept reality.

Those fetters are the things that I left on the earth, but this world is no longer the earth, no matter how much I think about it, I can't change the things on the earth, in comparison, I might as well spend more time thinking about the current situation, about this world, the thing called Valadi.

If you can't resist if you've been raped, then enjoy it.

Thinking about it, Muse suddenly felt that the word Valadei was a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere, and Muse thought for a while before he reacted, isn't this word the chronological name of the prefix of the "Chronicle".

In other words, the reason why I came to this world is probably related to that chronicle.

At present, the only clue is this.

Muse looked at the hourglass on the table, which was a tool made by the people on Valadi to judge the passage of time, under normal circumstances, the hourglass passed back and forth, representing a day, and if according to the concept of time on the earth, when this hourglass flowed, it meant that twelve hours had passed.

At this time, the hourglass has flowed about two-thirds of the way, in other words, the current time point should be in the time period of seven or eight o'clock.

It was already full of light, and the corners were starting to gain some popularity, and I didn't know what Philomena was doing.

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In the brick and wood construction site, Philomena tied her long light brown hair that usually scattered on her shoulders into a ponytail, pushing a tree the size of a person, her slender wrists showed incomplete strength, and in the face of trees taller than herself, Philomena looked a little struggling, but at least she could still push.

"Miss Philomena, don't work so hard, it will be easier to cut the tree into several pieces and move it. The uncle on the side couldn't stand it anymore, and couldn't help but speak.

"That's not going to work, you have to do more, and if you spend extra time cutting down trees, you'll move less, and you have to go back and forth a few times, which is a waste of time. Philomena shook her head and said.

"This hard work, let your little girl do it, it's really hard for you, if it weren't for the eldest young master in your family, you wouldn't be able to do so hard, we don't understand, why do you still have to serve that young master, he used to bully others like that, and he couldn't sympathize with him. ”

Hearing this, Philomena unconsciously remembered yesterday's events, and said with a gratifying face: "He used to be a lot of waste, but now he is much better, and after so many things, he should grow up after all." ”

"That's not good news for me, I'd like to introduce my little bunny to you, but now it seems like there's no chance. The uncle said regretfully.

"What, Uncle Fick, I don't have that plan now, and the Muses won't let me worry about it, so how can I spare time to care about those things. Philomena glared at Fick and said angrily.

In Valradiri, there are not many girls who marry at the age of sixteen, and Philomena is almost eighteen, and it is time for a girl of this age, whether intentionally or not, to think about her future spouse.

"It's my little rabbit cub who is not blessed to have the opportunity to marry such a good daughter-in-law home. ”

Philomena's ears were slightly red, and she raised her slender fist in some annoyance, and said, "Uncle Fike, from now on, if you say one more word, I will really do it, or do you suspect that I don't have this ability?"

"Work, work. Fick was decisively cowardly, like a mouse meeting a cat, one moment he was still chatting, and the next second he was like gold, as if he wished he didn't have this mouth.

Don't look at Fike's tall and stout, if he really fights, Fike knows that he is by no means Philomena's opponent, you must know that Philomena has learned to fight, even if it is some fur, it is far from being comparable to him and these mediocre people.

This is the fundamental reason why Philomena is able to push a tree the size of a person on her own, and even when the cold snap hits, Philomena can spare her energy to take care of Muse.

From the morning until the sun went down, the tension on Philomena's face finally melted a little after receiving today's pay, and she touched the three silver coins in her hand, as if she was thinking about something.

The people on the side were even more distressed when they saw Philomena's appearance, a girl of this age, even in a civilian area, would just do some housework at most.

But Philomena has been running around for a living, doing some work that even a big man is tired of, and anyone who sees it in their eyes will feel distressed.

In fact, everyone knows that Philomena didn't have to work so hard, three silver coins were actually enough for a family of three to eat for several days, not to mention Philomena alone, if it weren't for the exaggerated young master, Philomena would feel much better now.

As a result, Muse Ne was hated like this, and Muse, who was far away at home, suddenly felt a chill in his back, and thought that the illness had worsened, but fortunately, the terrible feeling was gone in an instant, and Muse Ne was terrified for a long time to come.

"Everyone, see you tomorrow. Philomena waved goodbye, left the construction site, and when she returned, she did not go home, but made some detours, ran to the shop of the Chamber of Commerce, and bought half a pound of pork for three silver coins before rushing home.

"With this meat, Muse's body will be better. ”

Philomena clutched the bag of pork, as if she was afraid that if she was not careful, she would be swept away by the cold wind.

When she returned home, as soon as Philomena entered the door, she saw the scene that greeted her, and her stunning face showed a loss of concentration, and she didn't know that the pork she had clung to along the way fell to the ground.

Muse wiped the sweat drops from his forehead, put down the broom in his hand, and said with a smile: "You're back, you've worked hard today." ”

"You are not completely cured, the cold has frostbitten your body, and you are very, very weak, how can you move. Philomena walked over, snatched Muse's broom, and said angrily.

"It's not hard work, if you stay in bed all day, even if you get better, your body will become moldy. As he spoke, Muse still showed a hint of tiredness.

These years of wasted years have already hollowed out the strength of the body, coupled with the invasion of the cold, a little housework is a bit of a sign of dying.

After Philomena helped Muse to the chair, she entered the poisonous tongue mode again: "The first time you do these jobs, I'm afraid that you will break the things in the house, now is the time of poverty, there is no extra money to spend on these places, you better save snacks, lie on the bed, just don't make trouble for me." ”

Seeing that Philomena seemed to have a tendency to talk all night, Muse nodded helplessly, indicating that he would not take the next example.

Philomena turned around and picked up the meat that had fallen on the door, and said without looking back: "You go to bed and lie down, I'll go to cook, and when I'm ready, I'll wake you up to eat, in order to avoid your hard-won life from being accidentally lost, buy some meat today, eat more." ”

"Did you buy meat again? or... Let me cook today. Something suddenly flashed through Muse's mind.

Philomena turned her head abruptly, and did not speak, but looked at Muse with a sharp gaze.