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Chapter 13 recipes

"The guns and gunpowder of the Gali three-type arquebus, as well as the matching guns and gunpowder of my father's short fire," Eriksson said.

When Verigro’s father, Kubrick, became a national retired fifteen-year-old soldier, he could legally possess firearms. This Gali three-type musket is the weapon when he was a soldier. He can take it away when he retired. This is also one of the welfare of the veterans.

"Gali three-type fire rope gun, this is an old-fashioned firearm, the gun is No. 2, the gunpowder is the standard dry powder No. 1. Your father's short fire is a marine-type arquebus, the gun is a small bullet No. 7, with gunpowder It’s egg white powder. Well, Ike, how much do you need?”

"Boa, come on, take the list and see what you can buy." Eriksson turned to be Bocker.

The traverser has not seen the musket in this world, so he is a bit curious: "Ike, this musket gun and gunpowder are not universal, how come there are various models?"

"The size of the guns and the size of the guns are different. If the size of the guns is the same kind of gunpowder, the length of the shot will change, so the ratio of gunpowder will be different. In addition, the guns used on the ship. And artillery, in order to prevent moisture and high winds, it is necessary to add egg white to the powder of gunpowder. Generally, the marine type of egg white powder is half the price of the standard powder.

The answer to Claude was Verricko, who was a firearms expert among the four partners, as if his father taught him how to put a firearm at the age of eleven.

"Well, the purchase here is handed over to Boa. Let's go to the shelf and look at it. Those things were collected from sailors and dealers in the previous grocery store. Last time I saw a black wooden mask. I want to take it back and hang it on the wall to make a decoration. Unfortunately, the money is not enough. I bought it in a few days.” Eriksson took a walk with a few rows of wooden lattices on the side of the wall. Said.

The things on the wooden lattice rack are very messy, wooden bowls, pottery bottles, stone carvings and bracelets, daggers and anything mixed together, Claude also saw a bronze helmet, next to a blue-gray rattan unicorn, this is Toys... There is also a strange black stone stone axe. I don’t know which sailor got it from which indigenous tribe to sell to the grocery store.

These pirate dolls are not badly carved. They should be carved by the sailors when they are bored on the way. They will ask for the price. If they are not expensive, they can buy it and give it to the chubby dolls at home. Well, this is what?

On the bottom layer of the wooden lattice rack is a book-sized book. The dark brown cover seems to be made of leather. Claude reached out and touched it. It was made of leather, but it was already thin. a layer of gray.

This should not be a book, the book is not so thin, it is so ten pages, but this paper seems to be a piece of paper, brown and thick, thicker than the grass made of lantern grass, the top five of the top Six pages, with a nail on the edge of the squat, it seems a little elastic.

Crowder came to the interest and took the folder-sized book, which was a bit heavy and very weighty. He first blew the cover gray, then slowly opened it, ready to look at it. What is it...

Three potatoes... um... The light is not good, and it is blocked by the wooden lattice frame. Some of the darkness can’t be seen clearly. It’s just that Claude is too lazy to move his position, and he can’t help but be surprised. The book in his hand is also “啪嗒”. I fell to the ground.

"Claude, what's wrong with you? What happened?" Eriksson, across a wooden lattice, heard this movement and asked quickly.

Verricko also probed and asked: "Is it okay?"

Crowder shook his head and forced himself to press the shock in his heart: "Nothing, I want to take a book, I didn't expect a bit of weight, and it fell to the ground."

Picking up the book on the ground, this time Claude first walked to the window and slowly opened the paper by light.

The smudged black letters on the tan paper, the rows of small fonts seem to be somewhat blurred because of the passage of time, but in general they can still distinguish the writing.

Three potatoes, steamed and half-cooked, peeled into a mud, add two eggs, add shallot and green vegetables, add a little flour and water, add a little salt, adjust into a paste, press into a round cake, put the flat bottom The pot is fried in golden yellow and can be smeared with different sauces depending on the taste...

This is this recipe? No, what I just saw is not like this...

Claude quickly turned over the pages of the book. Yes, this is a recipe. Seventeen pages of paper are written on 17-page paper. Pan-fried green squid, grilled scallions, steamed mutton balls, assorted pizza, and snow. Lee chicken and so on...

He licked the recipe in his hand, Claude smiled, this should be the recipe of which pub, anyway, these seventeen dishes are not home-cooked dishes, like the Claude family in the white deer town is already an upper class, The dishes that can be eaten at home are basically stewed, that is, throwing vegetables and chunks of meat and bones into a saucepan and cooking them. Although there is a grilled lamb chops steak, the practice is not described on this recipe. So pay attention to it.

However, this pub is also worth the money, and even use the paper to write recipes. Textbooks like Claude's schooling, or books sold in the town's bookstores, are mostly made of cheap grass paper. Occasionally, the cover of several books is covered with paper, but it is also a hardcover, the price is higher. A big cut.

However, what happened to me was what happened. The brown-yellow paper of the recipe was like a burning part in the middle. The yellowish brown peeled away from the paper, revealing the ivory paper and the dark blue font. Is it self? Is there an illusion?

I carefully flipped the recipe from start to finish, and Claude still found no abnormalities. Maybe you really look at it... Claude is trying to put this paper recipe back on the wooden lattice, and suddenly he stops and stops.

The light there was too dark, I was afraid to see it clearly, so I concentrated my attention and concentrated on it. Then this recipe showed my unexpected changes and scared me. Then I will try again now, is it to concentrate on watching, this recipe will change.

Crowder thought in his heart, reopened the recipe, concentrated all his attention, and stared at the pages. Sure enough, the pages of the book changed again, the yellow-brown and the little 蝌蚪 fonts on how to make the pancakes disappeared one by one, the pages slowly turned into ivory, and the lines of dark blue appeared on the pages of the book.

These dark blue fonts are not the shape of a small dragonfly. Although they are also diamond-shaped, they have many strokes and more like trapezoids, just like the mutated notes on the score. This is not the Hebrew word, but the Guhtz language.

The middle school students should learn the Gimi language and the Laceyt language that evolved from the ancient Hertz language, so the school introduced the ancient Hertz language, but it was a simple explanation.

Claude can recognize that this is the ancient Hertz language because it has been hard to learn for more than half a year, but he can't do anything to know what these words mean.

In a way, the Hebrew language is also derived from the ancient Hertz language, is a close relative, just like the square words of the past life, there are traditional and simplified points. The words in the ancient Hertz language are like traditional characters. Claude knows the meaning of the text, but can recognize a few words.

... arrived... pub... lunch... recipe... ask... buy... magic...

Magic... This is a magic recipe! This is the first thought in Claude's mind. It has been through the world for more than half a year. This is the first time that he has been exposed to magical items.

The more than half a year and the memory of the former owner of the body only left an impression on the passer-by, that is, the world is indeed a magical existence, but magic is a jealous word.

If a person learns magic and is widely known, then it is not everyone who is waiting for him to envy the future, but to arrest the ban or even kill it on the spot. If you run away, the fate of waiting for him is to be wanted and hidden in the dark, and you have to hide your name or wander around in your life to escape the pursuit...

The passers-by don’t know why people in this world will be so jealous and treat magic, but all of them can’t hold back his curiosity, especially the first magic item he can get in his hand. Magic... recipes...

"Hey, Claude, what are you looking at?" Eriksson didn't know when he came to Claude's side, slaps his shoulders and wakes Claude from his meditation.

"This is a recipe?" Eriksson stretched his head: "Three potatoes, steamed and half-boiled into mud... Oh, you look so addicted, I called a few times, you can't hear because of this recipe, Do you want to eat potato cakes?"

"Oh, Ike, can you see these blue words?" Claude answered, but he immediately woke up: "No, I just lost my mind."

It’s just that Ike has been attracted by Claude’s answer: “The blue word, where is the blue word? Isn’t it all black?”

"Show me." I won the recipe in Claude's hand and turned it over for a long time: "No blue words? Well, this dish is good, red wine roast goose legs, go back and ask my mother to give it to me."

"No, you concentrate on seeing if there will be blue characters on it." Claude wants to try, is it that Ike can also see the blue Guhtz texts with concentration.

"Is it?" Eriksson stared at the recipe with some suspicion. After a while he gave up: "There is no blue word, the eyes are all spent, nothing. Wait, I pick it up against the window. Look, can you light?"

Soon Eriksson put the recipe down: "This recipe is a bit heavy, but I'm sure I didn't find anything strange, and I didn't see the blue word you said."

Crowde nodded. It is certain that not everyone can concentrate on seeing the changes in this recipe. Maybe their mental strength is different from others. They usually feel that their hearing and association are particularly sensitive and can even be based on The sound that is heard in the mind depicts the scene of the sound, which should be the difference between one's own mental power and others, and the reason why he can see the dark blue Guhtz text on this recipe.

"Probably the light just shot on this page, I have seen these black words as blue." Claude concealed and said that he took the recipe.

This time in front of Eriksson, Claude stared at it, and the pages began to change, revealing ivory paper and dark blue fonts. However, Claude was a sneak peek. When the page changed, he took his attention and then looked at Eriksson. He was also looking at the recipe but he didn't know anything about it.

"I want to buy this recipe, Ike, can you help me ask how much?"

"Buy this recipe?" Eriksson was a little surprised.

"This is the case, my mother's birthday is coming, I want to buy her a gift. You know, expensive jewelry and the like I can't afford, that is what my father needs to do. And this recipe I think will It’s a good gift. If she learns how to make these dishes, then our praise at the dinner will definitely make her feel very happy and happy...”

"This idea is really good, but are you sure you want to buy it? In fact, we can come and copy this recipe. I believe that Uncle Vakuri should give me this face, so you don't have to spend money."

Crowder shook his head. "Don't you think that the recipe for this paper has a heavy feeling? It looks very luxurious. I can go back and tell my mother that this is a family of royal family. This is more than the recipe we copied. Suitable for a gift?"

"Well, I will help you to ask how much this recipe sells." Eriksson took the recipe and was about to turn around.

"Right, there are four pirate puppets, and a silver squid card. I want to buy it for my brother and sister. I will take it together. If the money is not enough, you will lend me. I will return it to you soon."

"Claude, you really have a look like a brother." Eriksson said with great admiration.