After acknowledging the reality, they started chasing their husbands to the crematorium

Brains buzzing.

Scientific research dog ideas, conceptual inspiration.

The elf girl's face was vaguely dazed, as if she had realized something.

Teacher...Is it by improving tools to adapt to the environment?

Chapter 10 Smart Wilson

Understood, but not fully understood.

"I want to tell you first."

Lyle glanced at her: "It's okay to learn something, but I won't help you make money, understand? It's up to you."

Nor is he a fool.

By now, it is clear that

What kind of treasure is the knowledge in my mind and the life skills of all six levels.

Plus the thing that bloomed under the moon before.

I'm a little scared.

"understand!"

Lilith stood on tiptoe, sticking out her tongue pretending to be cute: "Then if I can't learn, teacher, don't think I'm annoying!"

Honestly, she thinks Lyle is really... unique.

It's not that he's handsome as hell or anything.

The wit and erudite charm with which he spoke of things he had never heard before,

Really, super exciting!

Lilith felt that Lyle's scholar style was very similar to her first love.

Oh, Lilith has never been in a relationship.

That's fine.

"Well, don't regret it, just take your time."

Lyle clapped his hands: "The steps are too big, and it is easy to tear the eggs."

Lilith licked her fingers and imitated his tone: "Then take your time~"

Lyle froze for a moment, his eyes wary.

"What are you thinking! I'm responding to what you said, the steps are too big!"

Lyle didn't bother to talk to this rough elf, put on gloves, and tied a small apron around his waist.

Stir and observe the liquor in several casks.

The color is very good.

Perhaps the materials used in Oak Tavern are good.

At this time, there was suddenly no movement behind him.

Lyle turned around quickly.

The elf girl's ears were almost flushed red.

The voice is soft and shy.

"Yeah...teacher..."

The little chef...it would be better if he didn't wear it...so astringent~

"..."

Lyle frowned: "Aren't you elves very loyal? Why do you act like you're about to give it away for free? Are you doing the same to others?"

"Of course not!"

Lilith patted her red cheeks hard: "The elves don't recognize lovers at will, let alone recognize teachers at will, but since I call you teacher, it will never change!"

"You didn't think about anything else? Like changing my clothes or something?"

"A teacher is a teacher!"

Lilith put her hands on her chest, her face serious: "I, Lilith, swear by the name of the elf god, I am absolutely innocent!"

Lyle nodded.

The strength of this oath is similar to that of a priest's oath by the Holy Light.

Lilith stuck out her tongue secretly.

however,

The god of elves, she has been around for hundreds of years.

Laugh to death.

Calling the owner of the Oak Tavern, Lyle took a large spoon and poured the wine a few times.

Deacidification.

It reduces the astringency of the fruit wine very well and increases the aroma of the wine.

A total of two bowls were taken.

"The taste is not as good as the one that has undergone aging process, but it is drinkable."

The extremely strong aroma of wine is sweet and thick, and there are no impurities. The lavender liquid is very clear.

Wilson sniffed the bowl.

Saliva flowed down on the spot.

Lilith sticks out her pink tongue and licks it, then gulps it down.

Lyle was dumbfounded.

"You... Are you a reincarnation of a starving ghost? You are finished!"

"Huh? What's the matter..."

Before Lilith could finish her sentence, she felt her eyes began to spin, and Lyle in front of her eyes began to take on a double image.

The pointed ears turned red all at once, which is quite interesting.

Watching her wobbly, Wilson was a little surprised.

"This is top-notch spirits!"

Lilith wine is not good enough.

When he was drunk, he would find someone he knew well, drool on Lyle's clothes, and fumble with his hands.

Lyle pushed her head with his hand.

Where did Hara Shao come from?

Is this guy heartless or a real hero?

Even if it has been blended, it is still distilled wine!It's a high-altitude wine above 50!

The elf girl was already limp and about to lie down on the ground, whining and chirping like a puppy.

Lyle could only reach out and pick her up, it was too embarrassing.

But the light is really light, and super soft.

The face is flushed and looks good.

The elves are known for their beauty and delicacy, except for the iconic blue pupils, the golden hair is so smooth, like the finest jade.

But the status of the elves in Eofol is not considered high.

Because they are far inferior to humans in the progress of the Ishgard dungeon raid.

Wilson took a sip.

Immediately, there was a hot feeling like a flame rushing from the throat to the stomach, and then it started to be hot.

And the taste is extremely smooth, with a fragrant fruit flavor.

"These barrels."

Looking at his expression, Lyle understood, and said with a smile: "The taste and taste will be better after aging, but it's okay, you can try to sell it first, and then we can talk about the price."

Wilson swallowed: "Mr. Lyle...is he really a sixth-level brewer?"

The tone is obviously respectful.

"Level six is ​​level six."

Lyle smiled: "But I am improving the production process. It is different. I hope you understand that I am not working for you. I am looking for cooperation. You pay for it, and I provide technology."

Fifty gold coins?

This is a technical improvement.

Dividends are the minimum requirements.

Wilson rubbed his hands: "I understand, but Mr. Lyle, have you ever brewed wine in other pubs?"

"Don't worry, I only give myself..."

Lyle was silent for a while: "I only gave it to a few people in the Blooming Under the Moon adventure group, but only I know the brewing process."

"Mr. Lyle, you are so powerful, why haven't I heard your name in the brewing industry?"

Lyle smiled: "It has nothing to do with you."

Because I never thought before that I would leave Bloom Under the Moon.

Of course, there is no need to understand the market of life occupations.

Perhaps this continent of Eofol,