A few meanings, but not a few meanings.

Mrs. Ellen mainly thanked Ian for his merits, thanked him for his help to Isengard and Master Gosai in the labyrinth, expressed her appreciation for Ian, encouraged the boy to continue his efforts, and then told him that many of the things he helped Isengard reason were very important, if not crucial.

Of course. Ian raised an eyebrow, he felt that the other party should not just send a letter to him for the sake of courtesy thanks.

Continuing to read, Mrs. Ellen asked if he would like to work at the Platinum-Iridium Workshop, as long as he went to the Southridge Main Workshop in Nauman City and participated in a spectacle test to become the Exploration Alchemist of the Workshop.

The weekday job is to travel around, only need to write some relevant reports regularly, there is a basic salary of thaler every Thursday, free food and accommodation in places where there are workshops, and if you get any new and special alchemy materials, or collect some niche potion recipes from the people, you can also get a share from the workshop.

This is simply because Ian has not yet taken the official alchemist qualification, and if he does, then his base salary will rise to four hundred and fifty thalers a year.

"So generous?"

Ian was a little surprised, money or not is a trivial matter, not to mention anything else, even if he becomes a full-fledged alchemist, his annual salary is probably not as much as the refined alchemy instrument given to him by Esengard.

He knew very well that what was really important was the establishment of this 'exploration alchemist', but the establishment of the Imperial Capital Headquarters!

Those managers in rural areas may not have the opportunity to mix with the establishment of the headquarters in their lifetime, and the resources of the headquarters, the alchemy potion formulas that can be obtained, and many benefits are definitely not comparable to the local branches.

It's like the official alchemist of the headquarters gives a one-story apartment building as a residence...... The platinum-iridium workshop is rich and rich, and it can actually send the house in the imperial capital!

If you leave your job, you have to pay it back, but who will leave?

This is almost the end of the letter.

The letter didn't mention why Ian needed second-level potions right now, nor did it mention anything else, apparently considering the possibility that the letter would be found if it was sealed.

On the surface, Mrs. Ellen admires Ian, the young genius who saved her child's life, and uses quite generous conditions to win over the other party.

"It's more formulaic, it seems that Isengard is smarter, and he listened to my instructions and didn't tell his mother everything about the ruins - it's a bit of an improvement."

Ian put down the letter, his mood was flat, he was much more mature than his age, and he was not excited about this level of wooing.

On the contrary, he didn't want to pay too much attention to it, and the level of attention was just right...... It happened that he was applying to be a knight on patrol, and those who were in the political trial looked at him at first glance as the descendant of Viscount Grant, and if they looked closely, they would think that he was under the command of the imperial daughter, Lady Ellen.

With these two layers of protective film, he basically doesn't have to worry about any identity issues, and he is a real child of a good family.

Setting the letter aside, Ian began to examine the potion materials in the Snow Crystal Preservation Box.

There are three materials in it.

The main material [Fairy Flying Feather], the secondary materials [Essence of the Flowing Grass] and [Lingguang Pumice]

Counting the main material [Fairy Streamer] that Ian already has and the side material [Psionic Nourishment Extract] that Ian is about to purchase, the second-level Fairy Potion is considered to be complete.

Needless to say, the fairy feather is the same template as the first level of molting.

It's just that the flying feathers are the feathers left by the real goblins, and the molting feathers, as the name suggests, are the parts that fade from juvenile to full body.

It is a sublimation plant that only grows in the turbulent underground river where there is no light, and its appearance is pure white as snow, and its leaves are curled up in a cylindrical shape similar to that of pitcher plant, to filter nutrients from underground rivers and water essentia growth.

Its complete body is the second-level predator demon plant 'Mingliu Grass Swarm', and multiple Mingliu grass plants will gather together and dive into the huge underground lake to actively hunt other water-based demonic beasts as their own nutrients.

The Lingguang pumice stone is a kind of peculiar sublimation material that can be suspended in the ocean, not affected by the tide and gravity, the color is cyan translucent, very light, can convert essentia and water into extremely large propulsion, can also convert propulsion into energy and store it inside, the more energy stored, the brighter the light.

It is said that the King of the Sea once built a huge palace in the middle of the sea out of the Luminous Pumice Stone, and he could use it as a fortress to drive when needed.

The materials are all dark purple in the Foresight Vision, which represents sufficient weight and excellent quality, which is worthy of being a thank you gift from the Ellen family, and it is really not ashamed at all.

"Not bad."

Ian closed the storage box and smiled, "It's much better than I thought." ”

Of course, it's actually quite simple to be better than Ian thinks, because he generally thinks about the worse possibilities, so life is full of surprises.

Placing the locker in the safe that came with the room, Ian exits the workshop.

He was ready to wander around and see what was going on in this peaceful hillside town.

The results were not satisfactory.

Not to mention the fact that the sky is cloudy now, a little rain falls from time to time, and the early summer glow grass and other crops do not need much care, and there are few pedestrians on the streets.

The knightly armor he wore was too conspicuous, more majestic than gentle, and not enough affinity, and the few farmers and craftsmen he met trembled and did not dare to say anything.

If it were an ordinary person, it would be a matter of changing clothes at this time, although the guard was lowered, but there was no need to wear armor in the city.

But Ian is no ordinary man...... With his appearance, he really took off the helmet, and I'm afraid it will be even more troublesome to communicate.

At the very least, there were a few people in the alchemist armor who stammered back and took off their helmets, maybe they were all talking.

However, it is not without gains.

Ryan City is a calm city, mainly based on herb workshops and relatively low-end alchemy workshops as the pillar industries, in late autumn and early winter when harvesting potions is the busiest, the rest of the time is the leisure season, some people will work part-time carpenters to make some furniture to make a living, and some people will go fishing, but the scale is not large, so the permanent population here is not large.

In contrast, the city is quite affluent. In other words, the entire Ryan Territory is relatively wealthy because of the franchise of the glow grass and several other sublimation plants.

The inhabitants of Goldleaf even have planting subsidies, so even if the Baron doesn't send the Sublimator to deal with the Sharpclaw Tiger for them, they are still speaking for Baron Ryan.

In the same way, most of the inhabitants of Ryan Territory are very proud of their hometown and love the Baron.

After knowing that Ian wanted to come here to buy the psionic nourishment extract, even ordinary people who had feared Ian before had the spirit, and regretfully told Ian that he was a step late.

Although most of them only ripen in late autumn, there are some late-maturing ones that have enough nutrients, but they do not show a vision in the first year, but after a winter and spring precipitation, they release the glow in the summer of the second year.

This kind of two-year-old glow grass is the real finished product, and it is generally sent to Nauman City or even the imperial capital, and it cannot be bought at all on the market through the channel of the Chamber of Commerce, and only by coming to Laian City in person, or having a relationship with the high-level of the empire, can you have the opportunity to buy such a high-quality product.

But just some time ago, a gang of thieves stole a batch of two-year-old glow grass that the Baron was going to give to Naumann City, which caused the Baron to be furious and even placed a curfew, which is why Ian saw the city of Ryan was so dull.

The baron is usually quite gentle to the people, but it is terrible for honest people to be angry, and everyone does not want to touch the mold, so he has been staying at home honestly and not coming out much recently.

Other than that, Ian couldn't ask anything else.

"Where can a thief steal a large batch of two-year-old glow grass? Flamelands? No, I'm afraid the Flying Flame Land doesn't have that energy this time. ”

Watching the back of an herb grower leaving, Ian clasped his hands on his chest, and his fingers tapped the armor piece on his arm with some confusion: "And it is said that it is martial law, and there is not much martial law - those guards didn't interrogate me much when they saw me just now, if there is really a thief, even if I am a knight, I have to ask about the origin, right?" ”

Soon, he had a fairly reasonable guess.

"What do you think of the matter, Anfa?"

At this moment, Ian turned his head and asked the elven bachelor, who was already standing at the intersection and watching this scene when he was questioned, "What did you hear?" ”

"Sir, the answer to this question is very simple."

Because the city is too small to meet again, Anfa also smiled slightly.

The handsome green-haired elf saluted Ian and said slowly, "You must have thought of it...... Since a batch of 'supplies that were supposed to be sent to superiors' were stolen by 'a group of elusive thieves', the baron himself would not have any trouble other than a 'worrying sense of security'. ”

"As for the next answer, you, a knight, may be able to say it, but I, a foreign scholar, don't dare to speculate."

"Yes."

Ian nodded, and he couldn't help but sigh a little: "So, this is probably a ...... A cutscene that understands everything. ”

- The guards steal themselves, and the fire dragon burns the warehouse.

It seems that even in another world, as long as there are human beings, and even intelligent beings, this kind of drama is indispensable.