book of old days

Chapter 45 Sacrifice to God
Sean poked the skull with the barrel of a shotgun. It seemed that the skull should have been there for many years. The back of the skull was already decayed, and it broke with a light poke. The front without the lower jaw was still intact. , the dark eye sockets are slightly ferocious.

He looked at the shallow pit where the briquettes had been pulled, and could vaguely see some bone fragments scattered inside.

Was it some unlucky ghost who died in the forest?

While he was hesitating, Wednesday's voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Master, we caught the rabbit." He flattered and sent a rabbit to Sean. It was a gray-haired rabbit. It was hit on the head and it was dead.

Sean was a little speechless, but he wanted to catch some alive, but considering that he didn't ask for it before, it was hard to say anything, "Good job, keep catching, the more the better, the best is alive."

As he spoke, he turned around and looked at the skull, hesitated for a moment, kicked the skull back into the shallow pit, and greeted the coal ball. The coal ball reluctantly glanced at the half-scrambled earth pit, and followed Xiao En. .

The gnomes are busy catching rabbits.

There are so many rabbits in this valley that it can almost be said to be flooded, but it is not an easy task to catch them alive, especially for the short legs of the dwarves.

Shawn's new order was conveyed on Wednesday, and the dwarves' task was made more difficult.

An hour later, the gnomes brought three dead rabbits and five live rabbits to Sean.

Sean didn't care much about how the goblins caught the rabbits. They always seemed to do something surprising. It wasn't a big deal, but it didn't go well with their seemingly useless appearance.

Among the five live rabbits, there were only two adult hares, and the remaining three were relatively small. Sean guessed that they should have been caught through a rabbit hole.

Sean chose one of the white rabbits, which looked particularly cute. As for the others, they could have extra meals at night.

Taking the gnomes back to the mansion, Sean fed the little white rabbit some radishes and even combed its hair.

Early the next morning, after eating oatmeal and the leftover roasted rabbit meat from last night, Sean drove the carriage and set off.

When he came to the town, he found that compared with before, the town looked much more depressed. Most of the fur traders had already left, leaving only a few who were going to stay for the winter.

Nordforsen's winters yield white furs that are highly prized, though patience and a bit of luck are required to obtain them.

There were also a lot fewer merchants in the town. When he came to a grain store, the owner of the store was clearing the warehouse for sale. Several half-full cotton bags were placed in a row, each with a price tag, as if they were planning to pack them up for disposal.

Sean explained his purpose.

The shop owner spread his hands, "I'm sorry sir, our acorn noodles are sold out."

"What? It's sold out!" Sean was a little surprised. He glanced at the grains that were about to be sold out, but he also realized that he was used to living in a big city with abundant supplies. He subconsciously thought that as long as he had money, he could buy them. to what is needed.

But I forgot that this is a desolate town in the north, with a lack of supplies, and sometimes money is not enough.

"Is there no other place to buy it?"

The boss shook his head, "It's like this. Acorn noodles are a very small grain, and few people will buy them. Only some very poor people will buy them cheaply to satisfy their hunger, so we will not prepare too much. A lot, besides, this thing is worthless, it is not cost-effective to collect acorns to grind flour specially, and few people will come to sell it, an old man bought the last batch a few days ago."

Xiao En nodded, although he was not very happy, he had no choice but to accept, "Where does that old man live?"

"It should be in the north of the town. There is a particularly dilapidated wooden house. Go there and look for it."

The north of Nordfössen belongs to the slums. Because it is located in the north, there is little sunshine, so the area facing the south is very precious. The north of the town is shaded by the shadow of the nearby mountains, and it is quite cold. Only the poor will live there.

Sean easily found the dilapidated wooden house, which was different from the surrounding wooden houses. The doors and windows were covered with wooden patches, creaking in the cold wind, as if it would collapse at any time.

Sean knocked on the door cautiously, for fear that knocking too hard might break the door.

After a while, the sound of heavy footsteps gradually came, the door opened, and in the dark doorway stood an old man with a gray beard.

The old man hunched over and looked at Xiao En with vigilance and suspicion.

"What's the matter?"

"Have you bought a batch of acorn noodles lately? I want to."

"No, don't sell, get out." The old man's voice was not polite at all, as cold and hard as the environment he lived in.

"I can pay double the price."

The old man rolled his eyes, as if he was a little moved, but finally he sighed, "Even if you pay double the price, you won't be able to buy enough food. You know, the price of grain is getting more and more expensive now."

"That's three times, which is enough for you to buy the same amount of flour."

Only then did the old man agree, he asked Sean to wait at the door, turned around and entered the house, and after a while he brought out a bag of acorn noodles, which weighed about forty or fifty pounds, and there were even a few ashes freshly baked acorn bread.

Sean frowned, this amount of acorn noodles is not enough for the group of foodies to eat for a few days.

But the old man would be wrong, "I just baked these breads, but you need to pay extra. I spent a lot of time to bake them."

Sean said it was okay, he took out a gold pound and gave it to the other party, and generously said that there is no need to look for it.

One gold pound can buy about [-] pounds of semolina in Brighton. Although the price of grain in Nordforsen is more expensive, you can buy it for [-] pounds.

The old man got a lot of money, and his complexion improved a lot. He said a few words of thanks, and finally asked, "Did you buy these acorn noodles to worship the gods?"

Worship to God?Sean was a little surprised, "What god do you sacrifice to?"

"Of course it's the ancient gods, Aum, Sindora, Urag... Or Ulak, in short, those who have something but don't."

Sean is a little puzzled, why buying acorn noodles is associated with offering sacrifices to gods, is it necessary to use acorn noodles for offering sacrifices to gods?

He has always been curious about the Nord mythology, so he handed a silver tucker over, "Can you tell me more? About worshiping the gods, why does acorn noodles have anything to do with worshiping the gods?"

The old man took the money, and his face became a little more angry, "Of course, this is not a big deal—do you know Oak Valley?"

Sean said in his heart that of course he knew, I live there.

The old man started talking on his own without waiting for his answer.

(End of this chapter)