Kidnapping All Mankind

Cheating!

On this day, the exercise of "walking" took twice as long as the previous day.

On this day, he explained to the men and women who came to investigate, Wu Qingchen was drooling.

In the evening, when he returned to the burdock mansion, Wu Qingchen rubbed his slightly sore legs, and the old William ran back to the wooden house in a hurry.

"Loss ... you ... you ..."

Unable to breathe, Old William hurriedly asked: "You ... look around ... find a place suitable for moving the honeycomb, why ... why don't you ask me?"

"I didn't find ..."

Wu Qingchen answered weakly, "I didn't find it, I just walked away!"

"Huh? Really ... uh ... but ..."

Old William frowned, and it took me a while to try to understand what Wu Qingchen said: "It's not convenient to say everywhere?"

"Oh, that's troublesome ..."

Before Wu Qingchen answered, the old William had already begun to circle in the wooden house by himself.

"What's wrong?" Wu Qingchen knew the old William's model quite well. "What did you say to Richard, Freeman, and Uncle Hort? Rest assured, they have helped our family so much ... I'll remember ... Well, Uncle Richard's place already has a honeycomb, Uncle Freeman, and Uncle Hort, and I'll think of a way ... "

"That would be great!" Old William smiled, and the smile seemed reluctant.

"Anything else?" Wu Qingchen had an ominous hunch.

"Hmm ... Los ..."

Old William scratched his head a bit embarrassed: "Have you heard of a feast?"

"A feast?" Wu Qingchen forced. "Is there a thing in the village of Akeli?"

"Well, of course!" The expression of disappointment on Wu Qingchen's face was too obvious. Old William raised his voice slightly.

Then he immediately descended: "Of course, our family hasn't ..."

"Who's banquet?" Wu Qingchen was curious.

"Of course it is a craftsman! Can anyone except the craftsman banquet?" Old William looked with honor and look: "Well, this time you want to feast you is the brewer, Peter."

"Oh ... like this?" Wu Qingchen nodded: "I won't go."

"Ah? Why not go?"

"Whoever banquet is definitely for the honeycomb." Wu Qingchen shook his head vigorously: "I have already said, I just walked away, I was not looking for a place to move the honeycomb ... I have to talk to the brewer at that time It's too much trouble, then. "

"But ... but ..." Old William rubbed his hands in embarrassment: "I promised."

Wu Qingchen had expected this early.

"That's okay, but I won't go ..." Wu Qingchen gave the old William face an opportunity: "At the banquet, if the brewer asks, you say, I have too much work tomorrow ..."

"Well?" Old William asked strangely: "Let's say? What do we say?"

"Say it when you go to dinner!"

"But ..." Old William was even stranger: "It was you who was invited by the brewer!"

Is there such a treat?

Please alone?

Wu Qingchen was aggressive again.

Old William regarded Wu Qingchen's persecution as a surprise.

"That's right!" He blushed. "A person, a table of food, decent food! How good ..."

The feast, of course, is to invite someone alone.

Who has so much food and invites another family to eat it?

In some places, Los is very smart, in other places, Los still has to learn ...

"Right, Rose ..."

Thinking of this, old William incidentally remembered some long-awaited knowledge points: "We have worked hard before and have not been banqueted ... but you can rest assured, banqueting, I already know ... these things, you Brothers, you do n’t even know, it ’s time to tell you. ”

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Early the next morning.

A wooden house.

"Susan ..."

One of the artisans in Acre Village, the brewer asked his wife, "Are the chickens ready?"

"It was done last night." Next to the fire pond, Susan put the wheat kernels into the pan: "I carefully washed several times."

"That's good."

The brewer nodded and started looking up at the logs above his head.

After a while, the brewer asked again, "Where is the fish, how is the fish?"

"The fish is ready, too ..." Susan turned back. "Did you not see it yesterday? Wash it with the chicken!"

"Oh, yes, yes, yes ... I watched it." The brewer shook his head and smiled at himself: "I said too much ..."

"It's nothing," Susan said quite understandably. "Rest assured, Peter, I remember! The village knows it all, and Rose likes clean things."

"Yes, the cleaner, the better."

Peter nodded his head, and suddenly paused, "Yes, what about the sheep? I didn't see the sheep last night!"

"Ah! Sheep!" Susan also paused. "Sheep ... I forgot!"

"Master! How can you forget?" Peter was anxious: "Don't I tell you earlier? Want the most decent food! How can there be no sheep?"

"I ... I ..." Susan bit her lip. "I remembered it ... Also, yesterday and yesterday, I went to find Moline once, and was going to find her to borrow a sheep ... But she was not here At home, I ... I forgot ... There are too many things in Xia Yi ... "

"You ... you ... oh!"

The expression on Peter's face changed, watching his wife standing beside the fire pond, Peter stomped hard: "What are you waiting for, then you go now!"

"Here, prepare food now ..." Susan hesitated.

"Let me do it! You go quickly!" Peter exclaimed, "Otherwise, I will go to the summer camp again. Where do you borrow it?"

Susan quickly put down her spoon and walked to the wooden door.

"Wait a minute!"

Just after Susan pushed open the wooden door, Peter asked, "You said just now that you haven't talked to Morin, have you?"

"Yeah ... me, I didn't intentionally forget ..." Susan grew guilty.

"No, I don't blame you."

Peter shook his head vigorously: "Just say nothing ... Don't go to Maureen's house now. Go to the miller first. His sheep are better!"

"Ah!" Susan was surprised. "Ive's sheep? I remember ... Ive's sheep seems to be only two years old! Would he be willing to borrow it?"

"How do you know if you don't ask? So, tell Eveli, if he is willing to borrow, I will give him a glass at harvest ... No, two glasses of wine!" The brewer thought about it and said, "If so, Yi If Fuli doesn't agree, go to Maureen again ... "

"OK." Susan nodded.

"Come on," the brewer urged, "the church bell is going to ring soon, you go, I will go to Jeremy's house after I finish the morning food, and get the cow back sooner, so as not to get it What went wrong. "

"Relax, Peter." Susan walked out. "Jeremiah's craftsmanship, for so many years, I haven't heard anything wrong ..."

"Well! I hope so ..." Peter was still a little upset.

"Rest assured, chickens, fish, sheep, cattle all have ..." From a distance, Susan cheered for her husband: "Please ask Los for a meal like this, our family's place must be divided into honeycombs."

"I hope I can……"

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In the evening of the day, stepping on the tail of the sunset, Wu Qingchen was invited to the wine maker Peter's cabin.

"Sit down, Rose." The brewer enthusiastically pressed Wu Qingchen / Rose on the round stool.

"Susan! Come here!"

Gooey, cabbage, beans, eggs! Rich daily food is in front of Wu Qingchen / Loss.

Chicken, fish, sheep, cattle! The precious heirloom was also placed in front of Wu Qingchen / Loss.

"Come here, Los, eat ..." Pointing to the heirloom, the brewer was proud of his face: "It's all good craftsmanship! I prepared it for a few days."

"No no no, no need ..."

Keeping in mind the etiquette taught by Old William, Wu Qingchen held the wooden bowl brought by him, and quickly loaded the beans, "I can just eat these."

"Oh ... let's eat ... eat some ..." The brewer persuaded again and again that he had no choice but to give up: "I really don't want to eat ... well, let's eat later."

Eat your sister! I want to eat ...

Unfortunately, the teeth are not good!

Wu Qingchen rolled her eyes while pretending to be a Pacman.

This is a heirloom!

Do you know what heirloom is?

Chicken, fish, sheep, cattle ...

Each of these foods on the table is filled with hot water, and each one is steaming and superb. It will smooth the chicken, the sweetness of the fish, the tenderness of the lamb, the fatness of the beef, and all kinds of temptations. The human aspect is vividly displayed.

Even after two more years, three years, and ten years, it will last forever.

Yes, in another two to three years, these heirlooms will not spoil, and they can still be eaten-唔, use.

The food in front of Wu Qingchen is all carved out of wood with elaborate furnishings.

In the Middle Ages, the director was in charge of controlling the air, the property owned by the free people was very poor, and the meat-related ingredients were extremely precious. Even the craftsmen's family can only enjoy one or two pieces of fat and fat occasionally under rare circumstances. Ingredients that are related.

However, there are so many occasions in a person's life that relatively decent food is needed.

Heirloom series of food came into being.

This is also the most important business of the village of Akeli: Jeremy, Mr. Carpenter.

After ten minutes.

Insufficient wine and enough food. After eating the beans, forced by helplessness, Wu Qingchen, who had to come to the banquet, put down the wooden bowl he brought: "Uncle Peter, thank you for your hospitality, although I really just left casually these two days I ’m not here to find a place suitable for moving the honeycomb ... But, after eating your meal, I will think of a way ... And, above all, the most important thing: Please do n’t tell others. "

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February 24, 0001.

Wu Qingchen entered the third day of the Middle Ages again.

Morning prayer.

Wu Qingchen came to the church.

Morning prayer, writing, math, hymns, painting ...

About an hour, together with Andrei, Wu Qingchen completed his usual homework.

Rev. Praia closed the scriptures: "Get here today and pack."

Wu Qingchen and Xiao Andrei came forward together, one person held the holy scriptures, and the other held the water altar.

"Well, Andre you go ..." Praia pointed to Wu Qingchen: "Los, you stay."

"Loss ..." Waiting for Andrea to leave the church, Praia asked, "Are many people looking for you these days?"

Oh no!

"Yeah." Wu Qingchen began to have a headache.

These days, the village is quite dynamic. Wu Qingchen knows that Rev. Praia will know the situation sooner or later.

"It's all about you moving the honeycomb, right?" Praia asked again.

Sure enough, I know!

"Yeah." Wu Qingchen even had a headache.

"Hmm ..." Praia walked back and forth two steps: "So, Los, what should the honeycomb move next, what do you think?"

The honeycomb belonging to the master, the villagers actually came to find themselves ...

Wu Qingchen feels that it may be unpleasant to replace him with Uncle Praia ...

This is not to mention, more importantly, the increase in the production of honeycombs has now been verified many times. It is related to the property of the baron lord, the church, and Uncle Praia. How can it be so simple for a cow to decide? How about it?

"Sorry, Master Praia, it's my fault." Wu Qingchen bowed his head.

"What? What's wrong with you?" Praia frowned.

It's hard to accumulate goodwill, but it can't be easily lost.

When Wu Qingchen poses for the second time to enter the Middle Ages, he has already trained many times and has already mastered it, but it is still the first time to practice the "advanced obedience to admitting mistakes" posture. I shouldn't run around, I shouldn't talk about honeycombs with villagers, I shouldn't think about Master's honeycomb ... "

"Oh! Wait! Wait!"

For the first time, Wu Qingchen "admittedly admitting wrongdoing" suffered a shameful defeat.

Rev. Praia interrupted with a look of surprise: "I asked you how you should choose to move the honeycomb, you ... this ... are you talking about something!"

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