Lord of Rot

Chapter 46 Celebration
"You clumsy fellow, hurry up! This is a very important celebration! Move your stupid feet faster, faster!"

Keg, wearing an apron, shouted to the little cook in the distance.

"Yes, Mr. Barrel!" Holding the peeled potatoes in the oak basin, he panted slightly and quickened his already running pace.

"Damn! Slow down, the dust is in the pot!"

"Yes, Mr. Barrel!"

"Pour it into the pot and keep stirring." The wine barrel is busy with the work in his hand. He wants to take out the oyster meat to make soup, but he doesn't forget to tell his assistant: "If you are lazy, the bottom of the pot will become like a scorpion." It's as muddy as my brains!"

"Yes, Mr. Barrel!" The oak basin did not dare to slack off in the slightest.

Throughout the Porcupine Castle, everyone is busy.

The little maid is cleaning, the castle needs a clean day.

The peasant women who are good at making bread in the porcupine collar are gathered, and they are responsible for preparing the bread for the celebration. On this day of the celebration, the lord will give everyone a good meal, and everyone praises the benevolent lord in their hearts.

After a while, the fragrance has filled the air.

Li Qi sniffled.

Although he has been eating white bread, he has to admit that the freshly baked black bread is equally attractive, especially after maintaining a motionless posture and exhausting a lot of physical strength.

"Please don't move!"

In the distance, a painter with an easel is gesturing for him to paint.

Grant said that Li Qi should have his own portrait as the Baron of the Porcupine Collar, so he asked Joe to invite a painter, and Li Qi wasted the whole afternoon here for this painting.

"Right away"

Finally, after an unknown amount of time, the artist finally stopped painting.

Li Qi walked over to take a look. He was about one-third of his handsomeness. He caught the essence, but he didn't look so girly. Or did the artist's eyes come with special effects of beautifying skin, thinning face and big eyes?
"Good job" he nodded.

Generally speaking, I am satisfied.

In the evening, a bonfire burns.

People gathered in the newly planned square, an open space not far from Porcupine Fort.

On the temporary high wooden platform, Pilett, the son of the bard, stood nervously on the stage. He played the lute, and the light sound like the wind made everyone who heard it couldn't help but look in that direction. boy.

Pilett gradually relaxed. He remembered his father's expression when he played the harp, and sometimes he would throw a throwing knife in exchange for exclamations.

After a very long prelude, Pilett sang softly: "Let us raise our wine glasses high and toast to the past and the future. Under the leadership of the lord, we will eventually overcome hunger and cold. We are not afraid of flames and giant bears. We are not afraid of night and darkness." pirate……"

What he sang was the porcupine collar, the lord.

Everyone pricked up their ears. It is true that the voice of the young bard is still a little nervous, but the melodious sound of the strings will calm everything down.

Li Qi sat on the chair, Grant and Joe beside him.

The butler, Simon, poured the wine, and the butler, Pitchfork, picked up the knife, cut the pies, and put them on the plates in front of them.

Li Qi found that Ge Lan was hesitant to talk. Whenever he had a meal together, Ge Lan would summarize the small problems he found during the day. He is a very good political officer, but he is too tired. I appreciate Gulen's work attitude, but I also consider letting Gulen cultivate a few talents to reduce the burden.

After Joe led those craftsmen back, the porcupine leader would become more and more busy in the future, even if Glenn was exhausted.

"Don't worry about it tonight," he told Grant. "Enjoy the moment."

At the end of the song, Pilit beat the drum, and the cheerful rhythm made people stomp their feet uncontrollably.

Li Qi looked at the maid who was poking her head eagerly: "Girls, your stage is there, go and play."

"My lord," said the butler Simon, "They should stay here, you need..."

"This celebration belongs to everyone in Porcupine Collar." Li Qi said to the maid with longing eyes, "Go."

"Yes!" They happily expressed their thanks to the baron. Among them, the little maid gave the butler a proud look at the wine glass. If the lord spoke, the butler had to listen.

The butler was silent.

The tall maid ran two steps forward with the lively maid.

Then they stopped and looked at the little cook's oak tub with the dishes.

"The last dish?" Li Qi asked.

The little chef nodded: "Yes, my lord."

She was a little cautious and timidly answered.

"Let's go play with them." Li Qi said, "Don't worry, I'll tell him about the wine barrel."

"Thank you, my lord!" the little kitchen assistant said in surprise, and after walking a short distance, he couldn't hold back and ran towards the two maids. The three of them held hands and ran towards the bonfire.

Amidst the beat of the drum by Pilett, they were jumping happily.

There is no gorgeous dance, no exquisite makeup, and no dazzling long skirts. They are wearing linen maid dresses, which may be stained with dust, which is not decent, but they are extremely happy at this time.

Soon some teenagers were attracted by their happiness, and everyone knew that they were the maids of Porcupine Castle, which was a very respectable job.

Even the tall maid has a partner to dance with, but the other party is a head shorter than her.

The distant laughter and singing float far away.

Float to the ears of the slaves.

They had another full meal today, and each of them even had a bowl of broth, and the oil on the surface of the soup was enough to show how delicious the soup was.

Radish finished the bowl of soup, but he quietly left the small minced meat at the bottom of the soup to his sister.

He will remember this day forever, like he remembers the day he ate all-you-can-eat radishes.

"It's good," said the younger sister, leaning against him.

Carrot touched his stomach, nodded: "It's very supportive."

……

"You damn dwarf, how can you drink so well!"

Hei Er took a sip of beer, he didn't eat much, his stomach was already full of alcohol, and his head became dizzy for a while.

"Hahaha, I am a dwarf, but I will drink you to the ground!" The dwarf craftsman Fra laughed: "You will be shorter than I!"

"I'm going to give your stinky face a hard punch!" As soon as Hei Er's butt moved away from the chair, his legs knelt on the ground uncontrollably. After a while, he fell asleep on the ground in a daze .

Dwarf craftsman Fra took a sip of wine and shouted to the people around him: "I am a giant! He is a dwarf!"

"Hahahahaha!"

The crowd is noisy.

The laughter quieted with the arrival of the Baron.

Even Pelit stopped playing.

They looked at the Lord Lord very cautiously.

"To the lord!" The dwarf craftsman Fra was very keen, he raised his glass and shouted: "It doesn't matter whether your cup is thick soup, hot tea or wine, to the lord!"

"Respect Lord Lord!"

"Respect Lord Lord!"

"Respect Lord Lord!"

A wave of sound swept across.

Li Qi nodded to the son of the bard, and the other party understood and continued to play.

There was a sudden coldness on the tip of his nose, and Li Qi raised his head.

Snowing.

(End of this chapter)