Above The Sky

Salmon sashimi tastes good too, but Ian doesn't like to eat raw, and this is a different world. Who knows if the fish in this place is the same as the earth, and are there any parasites that everyone doesn't know about?

Fire roasting, of course, is a relatively safe choice.

Hilliard hadn't come back, Ellen was still sleeping, Ian packed his clothes and found a few holes in his trouser legs, which made him frown slightly: "It seems that I need to buy new clothes... It's fine in summer now, no matter what Terra No matter how strong the human body is, it will be inconvenient in autumn and winter."

The boy took off his soaked clothes, dried it by the brazier, and began to work on the salmon.

Picking up the fish-splitting knife, dipped in water to sharpen the blade on the whetstone, Ian skillfully cut off the head of the fish, then cut off the body, and finally separated the tail. Later, he will use the fish tail and fish head and fish bones to cook soup together, and it will not be wasted.

Immediately afterwards, the fish body was cut vertically along the direction of the fish bone. After Ian carefully took out the fish bone and fish bone, what was left was pure meat.

This salmon is indeed a blue fog level, the fish looks quite tender, and even smells a touch of sweetness, which makes Ian swallow his saliva and feel hungry.

"It's a pity that the spices and oil are not enough, otherwise, frying the fish meat and bones, and then stewing the thick soup in a pot, is much fresher than simply boiling the fish in salt water..."

Ian regrets the ingredients - he often cooks his own meals on Earth, and his cooking skills are quite good, and this time the salmon meat is definitely the top ingredient on Earth, but he can't fully release its deliciousness.

"Grilled fish is also good - after all, high-end ingredients often only require the simplest way to cook."

But he was always optimistic.

Once the fish is done, Ian marinates it with a layer of maroon sea salt, then removes the silver coins from the ashes and lights the fire.

If the silver coin given by Hilliard wants to be worn out, it will take a while to 'raise' it, but Ian is not in a hurry. Orsenna's previous savings and sleeping powder are safe funds, which is enough to live on. good days.

While preparing to grill the fish, he planned to dispose of the herbs given by Elder Pude.

"Speaking of which, is Belia concentrating grass..." Picking up the wooden box, the boy's eyes moved slightly: "What grade of sublimation plant is that?"

Ian has had the 'Vision of Prognosis' for a while, and he doesn't think he has fully realized the potential of this psionic power.

But at least, he has classified the many 'colors' revealed in the vision horizon, and summed up a simple system.

After opening the vision of vision, the scenery in Ian's eyes will turn into a world composed of various colors of fog. According to the trend from evil to good, the quality of items is rare and can be divided into different categories and grades.

Black and red represent good or bad luck.

Gray, white, blue, and purple represent the value of the item.

As well as temporarily unable to define, independent gold.

Judging by Ian's instincts, and the events he's been through, black represents a crisis of death -- the kind of death that will never change unless you fight hard. The danger level is about the same as 'an eight-year-old boy fighting his own uncle who is insane and colluding with the natives'.

Red is the disaster of blood light, which is life-threatening. But it is not inevitable and inevitable. An example is probably "if you choose to venture north, you will be attacked by a group of jungle leopards" - as long as you don't go, you will be fine, and if you do encounter it, you may not be able to beat it.

This represents good or bad luck.

And the next thing is to represent the rarity of something.

Gray occupies the vast majority of the vision horizon. It represents inferior, flawed and old, or unprocessed common raw materials, such as sand and soil, old bricks and tiles, and more than ten years of use. Year's wooden table and so on.

White is slightly less than gray, it represents ordinary, normal, newly produced furniture, or some processed materials, such as kiln bricks, glass and algae oil.

There are shades of white mist, the lightest is almost gray, it is a red-shirt wooden chair that has been used for half a year, and the thickest is the fine iron hand and half sword hanging at the door of the blacksmith shop, which is worth about five towers Le, is the proud work of the blacksmith.

As for blue, it is rare. It has surpassed all ordinary and common materials, most of which are related to sublimation materials, and have extraordinary effects - Orsenna's deformed bone, Supor sleep powder are all in this category.

The last purple is rare - Ian didn't know what the purple represented, because it was a stream of light he saw in the distance when he passed by the Viscount Mansion.

In the entire Port Harrison, only the Viscount Palace has a purple light.

Other places, no matter how rich and mysterious, are nothing but blue fog.

Inferior gray, common white, rare blue, rare purple.

This is what Ian now knows about the rank of items.

On top of this, there may be higher levels such as 'excellent', 'epic', 'handed down' and 'myth', but that's another matter, at least now Ian has never seen anything of this level.

As for the golden light on his teacher Hilliard...

Ian doesn't know what kind of golden light is circulating on Hilliard.

Is it 'fortune' or 'rarity'?

And gold, is it excellence over purple, epic or legend?

Even... a myth?

Everything is unclear, so it can only be classified individually.

The only thing he knew was that the golden brilliance was enough to change his future.

This time at the fishing market, Ian was sure that his ability could indeed distinguish the rare ingredients hidden in many ordinary ingredients. No matter how much gray-white fog was, it could not block the blue light.

"let me see."

At this moment, Ian opened the vision of precognition and observed the herbs in the box.

Berea Concentration Grass is similar to sharp grass, but sharper. Its top is like pine needles, and the whole body is dark green with a thin layer of white fluff. It feels a little tingling and smells like a light pine resin.

It usually grows with sharp grass, and only a skilled herbalist can select it from the many weeds by virtue of its tip shape.

In the medicine bag is the sun-dried Jingshen grass, which has a better concentration effect, but the effect is slower, and the color of the freshly harvested Jingshen grass is lighter green, which can be used as an emergency pain reliever, but it has no concentration. Effect.

All Ian saw in his eyes was fog.

In the vision of precognition, the medicine bag is light blue, mainly because there are many other auxiliary herbs in the medicine box.

"Very intimately divided into ten days..."

Speaking to himself, Ian took out a packet of medicinal herbs from the medicine box. He looked at it carefully for a moment, then unwrapped it and put it into the boiled clean water - and in the second breath after the medicinal herb was submerged in the water, the water The mist rises, and a faint fragrance fills the room, which smells like a light rain in the cold early spring.

It takes half an hour to boil the herbs, which is just right for grilling the fish. The fire is already strong, and there will be a natural woody fragrance after burning the fir. Ian skewers the processed fatty fish with a wooden skewer and sandwiches it by the fire.

Then there is the wait.

Under the high temperature of the flame, the salt particles originally smeared on the fish began to crystallize and peel off, and the fish on the surface became dry and wrinkled, and then burst. The scorching of the fire kept pouring out and dripping from it, and from time to time the flames suddenly became more prosperous and burned.

The house was quickly filled with the fragrance of herbs and fat, and smelled the steaming aroma of meat, Ian, who had been greedy for a long time, couldn't help but sigh: "This kind of good fish, even if it is not sliced ​​and eaten raw, I am afraid it will taste good."

He took down a bunch of grilled fish steaks. In the vision of vision, the grilled fish steaks were visible to the naked eye, surrounded by light blue fluorescent mist, and mysterious weapons were entangled, containing a mysterious and delicious flavor.

Ian, who was already very hungry at the fishing market, swallowed and took a bite.

Immediately, the hot taste fills the mouth, the taste of sea salt is light and salty, and the fresh and fatty aroma of fish is really delicious.

Ian chewed the juicy fish steak a few times, and could clearly feel the smoothness of his teeth cutting the fish meat. The unique taste of the fish meat matched the taste of sea water and swallowed it into his stomach. The long-awaited stomach began to digest, and the second The mouth has been bitten.

As the mouthfuls of fish were swallowed and slid into the stomach, the blue mist dissolved in the abdomen, a sense of satisfaction and comfort spread throughout the body, driving away fatigue, even the top of the fingers and toes There is a kind of numbness, that is the power conveyed by the blood rushing to the tip.

At this moment, Ian felt that his physical strength was rapidly recovering. As the 'second heart' of the virtual source seed began to operate, he felt that a whole new force was gushing out of his stomach, which was different from physical strength. A life force that sweeps through every corner of the body, revitalizing muscles and organs.

This feeling is very wonderful, as if he thought he was healthy, strong and full of energy, but in fact it is also a kind of sub-health, far from reaching the upper limit of physical strength.

"More than that."

At this moment, the boy keenly sensed that in his heart, where the virtual source seed was located, there seemed to be a small whirlpool... It was spinning and pulsing, just like the heart running the blood in the whole body. The life force other than physical strength, the power called 'source quality' is extracted and purified from the stomach and blood.

Then, the more pure source essence will be transported to every corner of the body!

With a low groan, Ian felt as comfortable as coming home and soaking in a nice warm tub after a long day in the cold wind.

Not only that, the more abundant physical strength rises... the eyes and ears also become more sensitive.

Now, Ian is far more energetic than ever and is heading for the best he's ever been!

When Hilliard returned to the house, he couldn't help but be surprised.

"This scent..."

I was a little puzzled just outside the house, but after entering the house, I confirmed it thoroughly. The old knight said in amazement: "Medicine, and the taste of source food—sublimation material?"

"How did the child get it?"

Confused, he walked quickly into the house, just in time to see Ian taking out four grilled fish steaks that had been fragrant and oily, and placed them on a wooden plate.

"Teacher? You worked hard at night."

Seeing the return of the old knight, Ian turned his head when he had just boiled the herbal water for concentration and was about to leave it in the dark for a whole day.

He smiled and greeted, "There are freshly made fish steaks here."

"It's a pity that there is no sauce and oil, otherwise the taste might be better."