Delen slept for I don't know how long, and when he woke up again, he felt like his body was heating up.

Sitting up and looking at the bearskin coat and seal skin mattress on his body, the thick, warm fur and the warmth of the fireplace burning in the distance made Deren sweat.

Delen lifted the futon and sat on the edge of the bed to feel much more comfortable.

"You're awake, do you want some drink?"

Delenn looked to the side, and the tall Kehalan walked through the window with a calm inquiring look on his face.

Delenn said, "Give me something to drink." ”

Soon Delenn saw a satisfied look on the face of the woman opposite.

"Okay." Keharan walked to the door, "Just wait a minute." ”

Soon Khalan went downstairs to look for something.

Lawrence doesn't drink much himself, and he needs to distribute the few drinks as incentives to the rest of the people, so he usually strictly controls the amount of alcohol he drinks.

Kehalan had great respect for Lawrence and obeyed his orders.

Sometimes, though, things aren't contradictory, and at this point Harlan thinks Lawrence would agree to such things even if he saw her go to get a drink.

Delenn stood up and walked over to the fireplace.

The front of the fireplace is divided into two areas, the general area is the cooking counter, and the half area is opposite the place where the tables and chairs are placed.

The table and chairs are facing the window, and the bed is also facing the window.

From the bed, you can see the table and chairs not far from the end of the bed, see the window leading to the outside, and the cooking counter faces the stove in the middle of the house, which is usually used to boil water and keep warm.

Delenn had just looked curiously at the various dishes, chopsticks, knives, and bottles and jars in the fireplace and cupboards, when he saw Kharan walking in with a wine barrel.

"Come, sit down and have a couple of drinks." Keharan greeted Deren happily.

She felt that she would make Lawrence angry by drinking, so she pulled Delenn in.

Saliel doesn't like to drink, and Sophia doesn't drink according to Lawrence, so Kharlan can't find someone to do bad things with.

Sitting on a barstool, Delenn asked, "What about Lawrence?" How long have I been asleep? ”

Kharan said as he poured his wine, "You've slept for two hours, it's just night, and we haven't been finished eating for long. ”

"Lawrence and the two little ones are going to clean up the sheepfold and move the sheep manure to the mud you have made, and when it cools down, the waste buried deep in the ground will be of use."

There was nothing else to do, and after Keharan had poured a glass of wine, he took a sip and his eyes suddenly brightened.

"Very good wine!" Delen gave a high rating and asked, "What is it made of?" ”

Keharan poured himself a glass and said happily, "Snatched it." ”

The wine that is stolen generally does not care about the source.

Delenn was not a man of many words, and soon drank while eating the salted dried fish and dried meat strips that Kehalan had found in the cupboard.

After more than twenty minutes, the three Lawrence walked into the house.

Delenn continued to hold the glass as if nothing happened, but Keharan was a little embarrassed and only cared about eating fine jerky.

Lawrence didn't say anything to blame when he saw the two of them drinking most of the barrels, "Delen, how are you feeling now?" ”

Delen said casually: "It's okay, it's just that you can't use witchcraft for the time being." ”

"Good." Lawrence comforted: "I don't know witchcraft, I can do whatever I have to do, you eat and drink first, let's go take a bath first, you wait to take a bath with Keharan." ”

Kehalan took the initiative to say: "Well, I'll just take her to take a bath, you can rest assured, do you want me to help ripen that piece of land tomorrow?" ”

Lawrence said: "I'll talk about it in a few days, and when the fertilizer has fermented naturally, you'll have to put the seeds in it if you ripen now, and the fertilizer will burn the seeds." ”

Lawrence wasn't quite sure, and immediately had the idea of experimenting with it first.

This one is very simple, just use a pot and potatoes and some sheep dung to let Keharan ripen a potato and sprout.

If it's good, use it directly, and if it's bad, separate the seeds and waste materials and take your time.

Keharan said boldly: "No problem, I will rest for three or four days, and I can ripen all your fields at once!" ”

Lawrence measured the size of the swamp, which was probably close to eighty square meters.

The yield of wheat is too low, and it is more suitable to grow potatoes to solve most of the problems at hand.

"Well, wait three or four days."

The three of Lawrence quickly changed into their pajamas and went down to take a bath with a simple soap and a towel for bathing.

Kharan didn't finish all the wine, and after saving most of it for the next day, he closed the barrel and hid it in the small door under the counter.

Emma and Bull appeared outside the door, knocked softly and said, "The master asked us to bring food, can we go in now?" ”

Keharan walked over and opened the door, "Just because I'm hungry, just leave it to me." ”

"Okay." Bull and Emma quickly retreated.

The two of them were also a little curious about who the new woman was, but it seemed that she was a friend of Lord Keharan.

Keharan placed the roast chicken on the table, along with the boiled fish broth and bread.

"Eat, it's almost time to take a shower when you're done."

Delenn directly tore off a chicken leg and said while eating, "Take a bath? Now this time to bathe in a frozen river? ”

Keharlan looked at Delenn, who was eating with his hands, and felt that this guy was really a barbarian, and he had no sense of wisdom as a witch at all.

"I'll teach you later." Keharan used to eat directly with his hands, but now he has learned to use a knife and fork.

Delen, who was eating with a chicken leg in his hand, noticed Keharan's eating action, just like a monkey seeing a human eating for the first time, and was very curious.

Delen, who lived in a primitive tribe since childhood, Keharan, who lived in a city in the feudal primitive barbarian era, and Lawrence, who brought various habits from the era of civilization.

People will fight for a better life and more desired goals, and even die in battle.

Most people in this era are ignorant and stubborn in their thinking, and they cannot even imagine a better world and life in their barren brains, except for the vain blessings of the kingdom of God after death.

Even the most powerful missionaries, the most extreme fanatics, can describe all that can be imagined are rivers made of milk, tables full of bread, and more than a dozen pure women.

They certainly can't imagine a sumptuous feast made with all kinds of exquisite spices, nor can they think of all kinds of bewitching beauties in uniform and dancing.

Like these people, Delenn has always lived in his own closed world, and the good life he can imagine is extremely limited.

However, starting today, the door to the new world has been blasted open!

The first time I ate, the first time I took a bath in hot water, the first time I sat and, the first time I changed into the comfortable pajamas I wore when I went to bed, and the first time I learned to play cards.

Lawrence used rules and actions to tell Delenn what life is.

Prophet! It's a prophet!

Pure-blooded prophets!

Not only was Keharlan convinced that Lawrence was a pure-blood prophet, but Delenn was convinced of it in just one day!

(End of chapter)