Juliana’s workshop Chapter 38: Late night gossip

　　A few biscuits are not something that takes too much time for Tours, and the wooden bowl in his hand has been emptied twice, and then filled twice. The weird green soup that Lulunaka concocted was not just a thing under the stomach with biscuits for Tours. He seemed to like this wonderful soup, and he no longer worried that it looked like Is the poisonous soup suitable for drinking?

　　 Tours did not swallow the biscuits as anxiously as at the beginning, but took a bite of the biscuits and the soup, but it didn’t seem to slow down much. His mouth moved quickly, and his throat was squirming. He didn’t even idle to talk to Lulunaka, eating with all his attention. He looks like a hungry man who hasn’t eaten for a long time, and eating is his only interest.

　　 His left hand, which appears to be injured, is always a little unnatural when it is lifted up, and it seems unable to use force, but he can still do it with simple things like putting cookies into his mouth. Lulunaka sat aside, watching Tours all the time, as if looking at something interesting.

　　Lulunaka’s sight made Turs feel a little uncomfortable. The girl kept looking at him with a smile. He didn’t know what she was thinking, but the smile didn’t seem to have any special meaning. Tours felt that maybe she was just happy because he had poured so much of the wonderful soup she had cooked? Lulunaka’s smile didn’t look weird in this dark forest. Under the light of the campfire, it looked like it was warm, which made Turs’ mood relaxed a lot.

　　 While eating in Tours, at the campfire in front of the convoy, Julius and others were all observing this side. Olga and Padin’s vision was direct and alert, while the two teenagers and girls who could be described as children were more nervous and a little bit scared.

　　Tours can naturally detect these lines of sight, because these lines of sight are not concealed, they are looking straight over here. Tours can understand their vigilance and nervousness. No one is so friendly to a stranger who appears in the middle of the night like Lulunaka, and is a person who looks very like a deserter.

　　Tours is certainly not a deserter, but the soldiers who escaped after the rout are actually no different from the deserters who fled before the war. And many times, soldiers like them who fled after defeat are not very friendly to the people they meet.

　　 Lulunaka is so friendly to strangers that it looks a little strange, but he Tules doesn’t look weird. He fled from the battlefield and didn’t treat a girl like Lulunaka. Malicious, not much wary, and a bit stupid, accepting the other party’s food-God knows if the other party has put any weird things in it-and ate it very fragrantly. I have eaten a lot of it. Cookies and soup.

　　 Maybe it’s because he is too hungry, so he doesn’t account for that much. Or maybe she doesn’t have the strength to think about whether Lulunaka has ulterior motives. No matter what, Lulunaka gave him a lot of delicious dry food biscuits, and green soup that was very different from the selling. Lulunaka’s small iron pot on the bonfire has lost most of the soup, leaving only some residue. There is nothing suspicious about plant branches and fruit cores in the iron pot. As Lulunaka said, this is a pot of harmless things, but it looks like poison.

　　 After putting the last biscuit into his mouth, Tours drank the last bit of soup in the wooden bowl, turned the wooden bowl upside down, not even letting go of the last bit of soup. This turquoise soup was so appetizing for him, and it made him a lot better, and he ate a lot of hard biscuits that he couldn’t eat at all. Even if this kind of dry food is shoddy without using sawdust, it takes a little patience and a healthy mouth to eat it.

　　 Tours put the bowl down and patted his stomach. He has never felt more satisfied than he is now, and the fatigue caused by the uninterrupted escape these days seems to have been swept away. “Thanks for the hospitality.” He said to Lulunaka, then touched his head a little embarrassedly, “I seem to have eaten too much.”

　　”This is not a problem.” Lulunaka smiled, “This biscuits are a bit too much, and many of them are old grains that have been left for a long time. It’s better to eat them now than to put them there to make maggots, but that’s it. The taste might be even more distinctive.”

　　 Tours frowned. This is not a topic that can still have a good appetite. “Oh… maggot cookies, this is really a nightmare. But sometimes you have to put it in your mouth, even if you know it. If there are maggots in it, do the same.”

　　”Mr. Tours, you seem to have a deep understanding. So I think it’s great that someone can eat the biscuits while they are still moldy.”

　　 For Tours, this is a very new concept. Girls like Lulunaka are indeed a bit strange and rare. There is one more thing, Tours is a little bit ashamed to talk about it, which is not a very glorious thing for him, “There is one more thing, you probably should know. There is nothing in me that can repay you, I feel ashamed. ******** Not only did I have no money in my pocket, but in fact, apart from an armor that was incomplete, a two-handed sword that was almost the same as a broken copper and iron, he had nothing now, only one. Life. And one life pays the price of a dinner, which is a bit too expensive.

　　 “Don’t mind, did I just say that? I’m already very happy that the moldy dry food can be disposed of.” Lulunaka doesn’t seem to be thinking about what Elss cares about, “Let’s say, I am also worried that you will accidentally eat biscuits that have been rotten, and I will be embarrassed if you have a stomachache.”

　　 Hearing Lulunaka say this, Tours laughed. This was the first time he showed a real smile, as if he had finally lifted the burden off his body. “You are such a kind person, Lulu Naka… just kind of weird.”

　　 “Will it be weird?” Lulunaka smiled, “My grandma once said ~IndoMTL.com~ It’s best to be kind to people when you go out. Of course, the premise is that the person has to be Tours Sir, you are such a talkative and friendly person. She also said that when you go out, you must be careful to avoid three kinds of people: the rout soldiers, the nobles who travel, and the merchants who are home from all corners of the world.”

　　 This is a very interesting statement, and Tours is the first time I have heard of it. The soldiers who fleeed are naturally talking about people like Tours, and Tours did not feel that there was any impropriety or humiliation—the soldiers who fleeed were in disorder, and the soldiers who were in disorder were actually in harmony with There is no difference between bandits and bandits. Although his Tours seems to be an exception. The nobles on the move are high-rise existences that will not stop even if they step on their horses’ hoofs. Anyone who cherishes their lives, smart people, will not stand in front of the horses of the nobles and waste their lives. But the last traveler made Tours a little curious.

　　 “Why a traveler?” Tours asked.

　　 Lulu Naka put her cheeks on her face, looking at the flames of the campfire, her expression turned a little bit sad, “Wandering merchants are all people who make homes from all over the world, right? Looking for rare goods everywhere, or finding something else in a remote area. Unique gadgets can be pulled to the commercial center of the Republic of Vis to make profits. Sometimes, in order to obtain some rare things, a traveler is actually no different from a thief, and some people will use force to **** it. There is a chamber of commerce. As far as the jurisdiction is concerned, travel merchants will converge a little bit, but in some remote places, without the restrictions of the regulations, they will always become cunning and insidious…Although it is usually like this.” Speaking of this, Luluna Ka added another sentence, appearing to be very preoccupied, “Wandering merchants without a bottom line are thieves, robbers, and even tomb thieves.”

　　 To Lulunaka’s words, Turs just smiled and didn’t say anything.