Can Yunpai make superficial pets become queens?

Chapter 6 Peas, yes, lettuce, no.

[Peas, yes, lettuce, no. 】

Thinking about it carefully, Haining finally felt a little strange. He really felt that he was thrown into another world with nothing at first, but now it seems that he should have been given some abilities, for example, the omnipotent text reading writing ability.

He didn't notice it at first, and thought it was the master's knowledge. Now that a child from a poor family can only read at a limited level, he can read any book in the library without barriers , no matter what language it is, and no matter how illegible the font is, it will be transformed into a meaning he can understand.

Similarly, although he doesn't know the characters here, as long as he wishes, his hands will automatically write the characters here.And according to his observations, the handwriting he wrote is quite excellent. If there is a saying of calligraphy here, his handwriting can probably be regarded as the level of masters of calligraphy.

But, what's the use of that? All he can think of at the moment is to be an all-round translator.

Maybe you can also be a copywriter?It's just that his current understanding of this world is still very shallow, and it's not likely that people here can understand poetry or something, and it's probably just pure self-esteem when he writes it.

Forget it, he vaguely felt that his cheating should be more than that simple.

The most important thing is that he has been standing at the door for a long time, and from his pet's point of view, he seems to be holding her in a daze, and when he is in a daze, he will be younger for a while, although he actually doesn't know how long it has passed That's it.

"Well, if that's the case, then you can go to work with me, but let's say first, you can't leave my sight."

In short, I went to the library to return the books, and then went to Oldman's store, hoping that the old man would not have found a new tool man after not going for such a long time.Although he doesn't really care about the money, at least he has a job that can serve as a psychological comfort.

"Okay~ I will always stay by Master's side~"

Seeing her full of energy, Haining knew that it was unlikely that she would be honest this day, but Oldman's grocery store still had a lot of weird things, at least it shouldn't be a problem for her to pass the night.

I always feel that this pet is a bit too childish.

"Well, Sylvia, how old are you?"

The little guy raised his head, as if he wanted to pout his mouth to express his dissatisfaction, but he laughed again.

"When I was at the prom, I often heard the big sisters get angry with the boys who asked their age. They said it was very rude to ask a girl's age, but the boys never seemed to remember live."

Balls have always been a matter of the aristocracy, it seems that my pet grew up among the aristocrats too.

According to the chats these days, he already knew a little bit about her past. Her memory and power were imprisoned by some kind of seal. The rest of the power can slowly recover.So sometimes when they are chatting, the girl will unconsciously show a very painful expression, probably that time is when the prison of memory is loosened.

But Hill is obviously not in this situation now, she seems to think of some interesting past events, and she smiles very happily.

"Mr. Haining, don't you know that it is rude to ask a lady's age rashly?"

Looking at her expression, he knew that she must be imitating someone in his memory. Sure enough, before he could answer, she covered her mouth and smiled, probably thinking of something very interesting.

That's great. That must be a very good memory. When her memory is fully recovered, let's listen to her little by little.

He thought about it, and it seemed that the novel he read two days ago had a similar plot, and he could reproduce it as a classic.

He backed away slightly, first bent over to signal, then squatted down halfway, and took her hand.

"Ms. Silvia Bonnecton Constantine, may I have the honor of knowing your birthday?"

Then kiss lightly on the back of the hand.

To be honest, the so-called gentlemen's communication method really can't find a suitable adjective other than useless.

"What's that? It's not so formal at our age. It's all used by adults in their 40s and [-]s."

She took his hand, squatted down, and then pressed his hand to her face, feeling the unique temperature.

"Although my memory is not complete, I still remember this. I will be 15 years old in three months."

He pulled her up and held her in his arms, pressing her face against his chest.

He could feel his heart beating faster, and he could feel her face getting warmer.

Is this the feeling of heartbeat? He doesn't know, or maybe, there is no need to know.

"Let's go, if it's too late, maybe the old man will go back after closing."

Recently, the relationship between them has gradually become delicate, and it often happens that they hug each other for an hour or two. He doesn't want to give up work because of such absurd things as hugging pets.Although this is actually not the first time.

The street is quite lively at [-] o'clock in the afternoon. According to Haining's observation, Amandi is probably located north of the Tropic of Cancer. It is winter now, so there are only less than ten hours during the day. People here use a similar The sundial device observes the time, and there is a time teller on the square in the town center. Every hour, the time teller will ring the big bell and then announce the current time loudly. On rainy days, the hourglass is used to assist timing.

Sure enough, even in different worlds, similar technologies will be developed.

"Mr. Good, you are here again."

Due to the lack of recreation, the library became the place Heining visited most frequently in Amanda, and therefore, the administrators all knew this Mr. Good, who looked very young but seemed to love books very much.

Regarding his real name, Haining has already tested it with the simple spells he learned. No matter whether it is the owner’s original name Norman or any other name, there is no response. Only his name in the original world, Yan Haining, will respond. .

Logically speaking, it shouldn't be. He kept muttering in his heart, no matter how he looked at it, he was a soul wearer, and he also integrated the owner's memory. According to the rules of this world, his real name should be Norman. Could it be the so-called God of Creation? , can the soul really be detected?
In short, he retrieved an ancient name from the owner's memory. Anyway, the consensus in this world is to call it whatever you like on non-critical occasions, so in theory, you can call the emperor the same name if you like.

Oh of course, as to whether the pie team will invite you to tea, that's hard to say.

He was still the same, borrowing two novels and a history book.

Reading novels is not purely to pass the time. From the novels of different times, you can have a more three-dimensional and intuitive understanding of the world at that time.Combined with history books, you can have a more complete understanding of the world.

Although he sometimes wonders if this is unnecessary, after all, he thinks that he is a dull and indifferent person, and also an ordinary person who cannot be more ordinary, and will not have any impact on the world.

In the end, he just reassured himself that when everything is available, it probably will be.

"Mr. Good. The book you took. We don't understand the words on it."

The administrator pointed to the thickest book he was holding. The administrators were just ordinary citizens who had read some books. To be honest, they didn’t even know the characters of their own country. Tomes in foreign languages.

At this time, Haining's plug-in comes in handy.

"This one. Let me take a look. This one is <Justinian and His Knights>"

Soon an administrator came over with a dictionary, and after a simple comparison, they showed surprised expressions.

"It's unbelievable, Mr. Goode, that you know Betzentan. This is the first time we've seen someone borrow books in Betzentan. To be honest, these books have been lying in the warehouse for decades. Without you Probably still eating ashes."

He couldn't say that he only recognized him by cheating, he could only show a smile of unknown meaning.

This further convinced the administrators that Mr. Goode must be a real noble from somewhere else, because only a real noble would have enough time for their children to learn these ancient languages, unlike those sons of nouveau riche who only Know how to drink and have fun.

"Master's knowledge seems to be richer than I imagined. No wonder he can tell me different stories every day."

Sylvia was talking about the stories he stole from places like Aesop's fables or Grimm's fairy tales that he told her every night before going to bed. At that time, he randomly found a story about Princess and the Pea to tell her, but after that, the child would always pester her to tell stories as if he was addicted.

What should this be called, the reborn me becomes the new Andersen in a different world?

Moreover, this girl is quite picky. After hearing some ordinary stories, she yelled and refused to listen to them. He had to use his brain to pick another story from the somewhat weak memory bank. The key is the child's preference for stories. He hasn't figured it out for the time being. It's also a story about a prince and a princess. She likes Princess and the Pea, but she doesn't like Princess Rapunzel.

Got it, pea, okay!Lettuce, no!
The two of them had reached Oldman's store before they knew it while they were talking.
He looked at the "rest" wooden board on the door, turned his head and stared at Sylvia.

Although it is true that the old man sometimes closes early, it is not yet four o'clock, so it should be too early.

Not right.

(End of this chapter)