My Magic Age

"Actually, we only prepare one piece per person here. There is no more smoked fish!" The cook reluctantly showed the empty tray in her hand.

Seeing that everyone had almost eaten, I walked out and said to everyone: "Only by tasting a little, can we retain the nostalgia. We will look forward to the next dinner party even more. Please allow me to present you with the second dish of pine fungus soup. This is made by Chicken soup made from a type of mushroom called pine spike that grows in the pine forests of the Novasikis Mountains in autumn is very nourishing.”

In fact, my trick here is that the chicken soup itself doesn't taste too bad, and it goes even better with mushrooms. Moreover, I asked the cook in advance to skim off all the fat, leaving only the clear broth. The delicious mushroom soup will wash away the taste of the first smoked fish left in your mouth.

Another small bowl for each person, with a few slices of pine mushrooms floating in the milky white broth, which makes people feel appetizing just by looking at it.

There is no way, the ingredients in the camp itself are extremely limited. The soup can only be made from a pot of thick soup from a pheasant bag with the wings and thighs cut off. The cook is using a spoon to skim off the excess chicken fat in the thick soup and the mushrooms in the soup pot. After sucking enough, the soup becomes full, shiny and smooth, and the faint aroma of chicken soup has come out.

The second and third courses were served closely together. That is to say, when everyone at the table had just had time to taste the first mouthful of soup, and just when they tasted the deliciousness of the chicken soup, the two chefs had already taken turns to serve the main soup. The dishes were presented to everyone. In front of each person was a large white porcelain plate, which contained grilled chicken legs, spicy chicken wings, and pan-fried devil antelope steaks. The entire restaurant was immediately filled with the unique flavor of barbecue.

"Ahem!" Faced with the noisy sound, I had to cough lightly, but it obviously didn't help.

At this time, the seventh girl sitting in the main seat glanced at Singer. Singer straightened his waist again and said calmly: "Girls, please be quiet. I wonder if you are eating this exquisite and unique beast-style meal." Before that, please listen to our chef’s opinion.”

Apparently the previous two dishes won me over with everyone and no one was saying weird things. The main course is grilled spicy chicken wings, grilled secret chicken legs and black pepper devil antelope steak. There is actually nothing special about this barbecue dish. It only needs a delicious sauce to elevate the dish to a higher level in no time.

But I am worried that some of these girls are afraid of spicy food. Kuz is very afraid of spicy food. Although he also likes to eat, he needs to drink a lot of water. Watching this guy eat spicy chicken wings is like filling his belly. So I had to stand up and say: "The third course is secret chicken legs, spicy chicken wings, and black pepper lamb chops. The ingredients are exclusively provided by the dance group Qiniang, but I have to remind you that if you can't eat spicy food, it's best not to eat spicy food." Touch that chicken wing. Finally, there will be chestnut flour cookies for everyone. I wish you all a happy dinner."

I turned around and nodded to Singer, who also secretly gave me a thumbs up. Seeing that I was fine, I turned around and walked towards the stairs, stepping on the soft velvet carpet and gently brushing the copper on the stairs with my hand. Run down the quality carved guardrail at a brisk pace. When I returned to the kitchen, I happened to see Kurtz and Fred grilling mutton kebabs over the unextinguished charcoal fire. Their mouths were full of oil after eating, so I hurriedly went over and grabbed them regardless of whether they were hot or not. One bite at a time.

"How are those girls...women eating?" Fred opened his mouth to ask, but he held back his words when he thought that he was still in the private kitchen of the dance group camp.

Kuz chewed the mutton in his mouth and said vaguely: "What can I do? I must like to eat it very much. Look at the expression on Jia's face..."

I have a headache. The little orc didn't swear at first, but now he actually learns it well.

——Beautiful dividing line——

Under the moonlight at night, the grassland becomes extraordinarily quiet. There are a few wisps of smoky blue clouds floating in the clear night sky, and the breeze blows, making people feel relaxed and happy.

The moonlight was reflected in the Star Lake in the distance, and the dull roar of the Thunder Rhinoceros was heard. Kurtz and I sat back to back on the mound, leaning on each other's shoulders and counting stars in boredom. Uncle Fred was lying on the side with his legs crossed, humming a tune happily.

After humming the song, Cai Yuyou turned over, supported his head with his hands, lay on his side, and said to me and Kuz: "You two guys are really talented. These dishes are amazing, even It’s rare for the seventh girl to praise you, so this time I will accept your favor.”

I teased Kurtz and said: "Azi, you haven't even touched the title of Hunter King, but I am afraid that you must be the best chef of the beast tribe. Haha"

Kurtz, however, rarely looked serious. He did not laugh silly with me. He just looked at the sky and sighed and said, "Jia, you actually look really good in human clothes!"

But I was a little speechless. I knew that Kurtz meant to lament our upcoming separation. I could only change the topic and said: "Remember to bring those guinea pig skins to Singer tomorrow. She promised to help me make a sleeping bag."

"Uncle, are you planning to marry Singer?" I don't know why this sentence came out of my mouth. Maybe it's because I'm lonely? Maybe it was because of the way Singer touched me when he was shining my shoes? Anyway, I just wanted to ask. But I always feel that Uncle Fred and Singer are not compatible. Their original life circles are like two worlds.

Uncle Fred was silent for a while before he said firmly: "Yes!"

I then asked: "What about your wife at home?"

"What should we do? Just do what you have to do." Uncle Fred pulled out a sweetgrass root and put it in his mouth to chew.

"Uncle, what is the human world like?" Thinking that I will live alone in a few months, I have an urge to go to the toilet. Is this the fear in my heart?

My question obviously aroused the interest of Uncle Fred. He sat up straight beside me, scratched his head and thought for a long time before saying: "Haha, you are finally in the mood to understand our world. I thought you were going to follow an orc boy to the end. Let me see how to tell you, this topic is a bit big."

"The city where I live is usually called Sloyt City by outsiders, only we call it Sloyt Province..."

I was shocked by Uncle Fred's description of Sloyt City.

It is located at the confluence of the Galloping Horse River and the White Elephant River. The turbulent Galloping Horse River flows from the northwest to the southeast, rushing down from the Pai Plateau, and then turning east to flow into the sea in the north of Sloyt City. To the south of Sloyt City, the winding White Elephant River flows from south to north until Sloyt City and the Galloping Horse River meet, and then slowly flows into the sea.

The summer in Shiluoite City is very short, so people cherish it very much. Because in summer, many men from many families will get together, board a big ship, go down the White Elephant River and go into the sea to fish. When each cabin is filled with salted fish, it is time to return. Some people say that summer is the harvest season of Shiluoite City.

How big is it? Just take the central city as an example. It is 35 kilometers long from east to west and 10 kilometers long from north to south in the shape of a cashew. The whole city is built on the north bank of the Running Horse River and straddles the White Elephant River. It is divided into 16 districts, and the population of each block is about 500,000.

Each block in the city is very independent, whether it is a school, a hospital, a commercial street or a tavern. It is also very simple to go to other blocks. You can take those fixed-route carriages, starting at five copper coins, and at most not more than ten copper coins.

The most famous Shiluoite Ivory Tower Magic Academy in Shiluoite City is built on the north side of the central square of the fifth block of the city. There is a gorgeous marble building in the central square.

This marble building is thirty meters high, and its overall shape is like a crescent moon lying on the north side of the city square.

Five statues stand on the stone steps in front of the marble building. They are the greatest magicians in the history of the Ivory Tower Magic Academy of Sloyte. If counted from left to right, they are Xiatun.Aili, Qiuguolie, Palubui, Kemoler, and Rongyu.

These five are legendary wizards who have made great contributions to the advancement of human magic. They are also the pride of Sloyte City for hundreds of years. They also established the highest school of magic in the north of the Green Empire.

The largest block is the thirteenth block located in the northeast corner of the city. It is also often called the North Camp Block. This is the headquarters of the North Wind Legion. This is the block with the largest population, which has exceeded one million. Among them, there are 300,000 permanent troops, and the other more than 700,000 are mostly military dependents and retired soldiers. They are very united, but also very exclusive. It is one of the least livable blocks in Sloyte City.

Uncle Fred's home is in the eleventh block, where there is a leatherworker guild, so many leatherworkers gather there.

Most of the shops along the street are also related to leather. Uncle Fred worked as an apprentice in Pudilan Leatherwork, one of the three major leather workshops in Shicheng, for six years, and worked as a junior leatherworker for three years. Later, when he became an intermediate leatherworker, he was involved in a private dispute among local nobles and offended Kai Ito, the youngest great magician in Shiluit City, who was known as the second noble family in Shiluit City. (Plot character, appeared at the beginning of Volume 2)

If the owner of Pudilan Workshop had not spent a lot of money to ask the Director of Intelligence Huo Dumu to intercede, Uncle Fred might have confessed.

Even so, Uncle Fred was expelled from Shiluit City and has been wandering in the caravan for these years.

Every time the caravan passed through Shiluit City, Uncle Fred would take this opportunity to meet his family. This time he has been out for more than four years.

I asked Uncle Fred: "Do you plan to keep wandering with the caravan like this?"

Uncle Fred smiled helplessly and said: "How is it possible? My children are gradually growing up, and I can't let my wife keep boiling leather for others in the workshop. That work is not only tiring, but also not profitable. This time I go back, I want to move my family to the imperial capital. I have some money, which should be enough to buy a civilian status in the imperial capital. Civilians like me can live the same wherever they go."

"Is that noble powerful?"

"His father is an earl. The kind of noble who has his own family fiefdom." Uncle Fred said calmly.

It can be seen that even if Uncle Fred still has resentment and unwillingness in his heart, it has almost worn out over the years. Later, Uncle Fred talked about the hierarchy of the Green Empire: emperor, prince, duke, marquis, earl, son, man, knight, civilian, untouchable, wanderer, slave.

Only those above the baron are considered nobles.

Knights can only be considered civil servants.

Civilians are those who are able to pay taxes of more than 5 silver coins each year and have legal status and are protected by law.

Although untouchables have legal identities, they are prisoners, thieves, streetwalkers, and beggars with stains on their legal identities and are stamped with big red seals.

But they still pay taxes, are still protected by the law, and have their own identities.

And the vagrants below them are people who have never paid taxes, have no formal identity, and are not protected by the law. Okay! They are people like me who have no identity.

The last category is slaves. There are no slaves in the merchant group because no one in the merchant group can afford to sell slaves. Uncle Fred said there are slaves in the dance troupe.