On this day, Roy got up early in the morning.

Before the three little ones got up, Misha was already busy in the kitchen.

"Can you use me for help?"

Roy asked in the living room.

"No, no, no! Today's breakfast was lean porridge and steamed buns......"

Misha hurriedly refused.

In the past three days, Roy has taught Misha a lot of cooking skills - in fact, there are no too high-end skills, mainly the ingredients themselves.

Roy gets a bag of rice from the blue swirl and then teaches Misha how to cook porridge and steam rice.

People here eat bread as a staple food, but neither low-priced black bread nor high-priced white bread is Roy's dish. That taste, Roy really can't accept it.

He prefers to eat white flour steamed buns, noodles, and rice.

Now that he has rice and flour, he naturally does not treat himself badly.

After two days of teaching, this kind of operation with no technical content, Misha quickly learned, except that the steamed buns pinched were not round enough, there were no flaws.

After a busy while, when the three little ones got up, breakfast was ready.

Misha brought the food to Roy and looked at him expectantly.

"How?"

"Looks good, I'll try it."

Roy took a small sip of lean porridge.

"Well, it's good, it's delicious! Didn't teach you in vain! ”

Receiving Roy's compliment, Misha seemed very happy.

Knock Knock Knock –

There was a knock at the door, and Misha opened it, and soon she came in with a small barrel.

Roy took a look at it and suddenly realized that this was the milk he had ordered before, and it was delivered to his door every morning.

Milk and dairy products are not widely consumed by many people, and they are generally consumed by farmers close to farms and pastures.

The main reason is that milk is not easy to preserve, and it will spoil for a few hours at room temperature, breeding a large number of bacteria. Many people don't realize this problem, so they drink bad milk, develop some diseases, and then start questioning the value of milk.

They prefer beer, wine, and clean water to milk. There are even those who see milk as a barbarian drink.

For example, some wealthy families in Qiongbi City regard milk as a dietary habit for the people at the bottom.

Roy naturally doesn't think so, milk is a good thing, it tastes good, is rich in nutritional value, and can even be drunk as water.

Because the house is a little remote, there happens to be a farm nearby.

Roy went to the farm yesterday and easily negotiated an order: the farm was in charge of delivering a small keg of milk to Roy every day, and Roy bought it at a price 10% higher than the market price, with a minimum order of one week at a time.

Although Yicheng is not much, the distance between the two is not far, and they have no reason to refuse when the farm carriage turns a corner.

The only pity is that there is no technology to preserve milk here, so you can only buy and drink it now. Otherwise, Roy would have stocked up on a large number of them.

After all, the three little ones are too thin, and now is the time to grow their bodies, so they have to be nourished, and not only the three little ones, but also Misha and Roy, they also need to be supplemented, and everyone is still developing.

After breakfast, Misha helped Roy sort out his clothes.

Roy will go to the Green Tree Drinking Party later, which will last for three days, starting this morning.

However, Roy felt that he couldn't stay that long, and should be back in the evening.

"I won't take you this time, the invitation can only be ...... by one person"

Roy said apologetically.

"Well, even if I can go, I don't want to go, it's high society after all, and I don't fit in when I go......"

Misha lowered her head and spoke.

"Hey, what kind of high society is this, and you're so pretty, so probably out of place. If there's a next time, I'll take you again - no, maybe we'll do it ourselves next time! ”

Roy rubbed Misha's little head and said with a smile.

"Huh?"

Misha didn't understand what he meant.

Knock Knock Knock –

There was another knock on the door.

"Mr. Roy, are you ready?"

It was Kelvin's voice.

"Okay, wait a minute."

Roy replied.

"Okay, I'm leaving, you guys have to be good at home."

Waved at the three little ones.

"Goodbye brother~"

"Goodbye brother~"

"Goodbye brother~"

The three kittens said goodbye in turn.

"Brother, slow down on the road!"

Misha whispered.

If it weren't for Roy's ear, and he was close, he probably wouldn't have heard.

This soft and glutinous brother called Roy all over.

Outside the door, a black carriage was parked, and Kelvin stood at the door, saw Roy coming out, and hurriedly beckoned him to get into the car.

Da Da Da –

The horse spread its hooves and pulled the two away.

In the car, Kelvin watched the three little cat girls waving goodbye outside the door, and then remembered that his yellow-faced wife counted him for not doing his job every day, and he suddenly sighed.

The Green Tree Manor is some distance from Happiness Street, and the carriage ran for more than an hour to arrive.

"Come this way."

Kelvin seemed to be familiar with the car, and Roy followed behind him silently observing.

He couldn't tell how big the Green Tree Manor was, but just like the name of the manor, there were many trees planted here, and there were all kinds of trees at a glance, as if there was no end in sight.

At the heart of the estate is a continuous stretch of buildings. If Lovell's home was a replica of a castle in a downsized proportion, it is a real castle – and indeed it is, because it was given to Count Charles by the king. Now, of course, it belongs to Countess Richard.

"Lots of people, right? In fact, there are not many people, and the Countess Charless will have her own new wine released at the last drinking party every year, and that is when there are the most people......"

Kelvin whispered to Roy.

"There are a lot of people."

At the entrance of the castle, all kinds of luxurious carriages and steam cars were parked. Brightly dressed humans, orcs, and acquaintances greeted each other and walked in groups, and from time to time a hearty laugh was heard.

Roy and Kelvin are like two little transparents in this environment, no one pays attention to them or pays attention to them.

"Let's go, let's go in."

As if he was used to it, Kelvin took Roy with the invitation and walked in.

Entering the castle, Roy's first impression was that it was big, and so many people were in it without being crowded at all.

A number of barrels were placed around the perimeter, and next to each barrel was an orc servant who was in charge of pouring wine.

Kelvin's eyes lit up when he saw it, and he immediately pulled Roy and walked over.

"Would you like a drink, sir?"

"Yes! Two drinks! ”

"Yes sir."

Soon, Roy was holding a glass of one-third of the wine.

"Hiss~ fragrant! This is one of the few times when you can drink unlimited fine wine for free, and Mr. Roy should not waste it! ”

Kelvin took a bite and looked like he was enjoying it.

Roy covered his forehead and said that he would meet new friends and expand his network, but he turned out to be an alcoholic.