Lord Highlander

The waiter at the door pushed open the heavy carved oak door, and Suldak took Natasha into this magic lighting store. As soon as he entered the door, he saw all kinds of gorgeous magic crystal chandeliers hanging on the ceiling of the store. Each of the wicks bloomed with soft light, setting off the room of the magic lighting store in a golden and emerald manner.

When Natasha walked into the magic lighting store, she raised her head and stared at the chandelier above her head with amazement in her eyes. She had never seen such a gorgeous lighting in her life.

There are also three neat rows of wall lamps installed on the surrounding walls. Most of the bases of these wall lamps are made of copper. Dak even saw a wall lamp with two lamp bases in the shape of two winged men spreading their wings. The ball of light raised by the two winged men was the lampshade of the wall lamp, and the wick inside exuded a soft brilliance.

In the impoverished Woer village, not every household can own even a kerosene lamp. The villagers would go to bed early to save some lamp oil. Natasha followed Suldak, her face was full of admiration and surprise. A female shop assistant walked over from the shop with a slight look of disdain in her eyes. Although Natasha was wearing a beautiful dress, the female shop assistant From Natasha's behavior, it can be seen at a glance that Natasha is a countryman, and people in the city will not show the expression on Natasha's face.

However, her gaze was only fleeting. When she saw Suldak wearing the salamander leather armor, her eyes turned to Suldak's chest, and she saw that there was a silver medal on Suldak's chest. With the glittering knight badge, he immediately showed a subtle smile, slightly retracted his abdomen and inhaled to maintain the most decent standing posture. Standing like this can not only make the waist appear slimmer, but also make the chest appear taller.

It's a pity that the knight-lord in front of him didn't set his sights on the ditch he tried to squeeze out, but on those copper wall lamps.

The female clerk immediately adjusted her mentality, and it would be good if the knight in front of her could buy a lamp, so she smiled sweetly from the bottom of her heart, and asked in the most gentle voice: "Master knight, what can I do for you?" Is it?"

Suldak's eyes fell on the wall lamps on the store wall, and he slowly turned his head and asked the female clerk: "Do you have the lamps that engrave the magic circle in your store?"

The female clerk looked at Suldak in surprise. Few customers would specifically ask for this aspect. She hesitated for a moment, and immediately said: "We do have magic lamps with magic circles in our store, but the store There are only three lamps in the house, and the brightness of this kind of wall lamp with the magic circle is far less stable than that of the lamp with the moonstone wick, and the consumption of magic spar fragments requires an additional cost."

Saying that, the female clerk led Suldak into the shop, and there were three swordsman-shaped desk lamps on the display rack in the corner of the shop. Sure enough, Suldak felt the faint magic fluctuations from these three desk lamps. , he lowered his head to carefully examine the magic pattern engraved on the bronze statue. A piece of dark magic spar fragments were inlaid behind the base at the bronze statue’s feet. This is the source of energy for the desk lamp, and the magic spar fragments were continuously released. With weak magic power, through the magic pattern circle on the bronze man, a gleam of light was lit around the bronze man.

Seeing that Suldak was looking at it so carefully, the female shop assistant said: "The price of this kind of magic pattern table lamp is a little more expensive. You can actually look at these wall lamps with moonstone wicks for a little comparison. I can understand the advantages and disadvantages of the two types of lamps.”

Then she stood under a maid-shaped wall lamp and introduced the wall lamp very hard. She couldn't help thinking and recited the characteristics of this wall lamp easily and fluently: "This kind of wall lamp with moonstone wick can be used within five years. The brightness does not fade, and besides wiping the dust off the lampshade, it requires almost no maintenance and no other costs.”

But Suldak, who was standing in front of her, was unmoved at all, turned his head and asked her: "Can the magic pattern on the table lamp of this kind of magic pattern be changed a little, for example, engraved on a narrower magic pattern?" on the metal?"

"I can't answer this question for you, please wait a moment, I will ask the manager of our store." The female clerk said blankly.

She felt that Suldak didn't really want to buy a wall lamp. She felt that her expression just now was wasted, so she turned around and left with a depressed expression on her face.

Not long after, a store manager walked over quickly, but the female shop assistant did not appear in front of Suldak again.

The manager seemed to have some mental preparations, and asked Surdak when they met: "Mr. Knight, do you have any questions to answer?"

Suldak repeated the question just now, and the manager's eyes lit up after listening carefully.

Then he asked Suldak: "Are you going to customize magic lamps? We accept this kind of custom orders, but you need to provide me with the style of the lamp base, or provide a detailed description, and our shop will provide You customize a pedestal, and then ask the master of the inscription to draw a specially designed magic circle for you on this pedestal, but the cost of this kind of custom magic lamp is slightly higher, and the production cycle should cater to that person as much as possible Master Inscription, it is conservatively estimated that it will take at least half a year to customize such a wall lamp."

"Half a year is a long time... I have prepared the style of the lamps." Suldak frowned and said, "I hope to consult with that inscription master face-to-face before drawing the magic pattern!"

"Sorry, I can't give you information about the inscription master in the store." The manager of the lighting store said to Suldak with a vigilant expression.

Walking out of the largest magic lamp store in Hailansa City, Suldak rubbed his forehead. He didn't expect that the customized enchanted shimmer weapon would be completely useless without even talking about the price.

...

The snow on the main street of Hailansa City has been cleared away. Magic caravans are driving unimpeded on the street. There are very few pedestrians on the sidewalks on both sides of the street. The building layout of the mountain city is very compact, and the terrain gradually increases from south to north. Standing on the large square in front of the city hall, you can almost see the whole city. The row upon row of roofs is now covered with a thick layer of snow, which is full of people. The breath of winter.

Natasha has never had the experience of strolling leisurely on the streets of the city. She pulled the scarf to cover her flushed face. Her eyes were full of longing for the city. She would secretly Look at the attic-like buildings on both sides of the street, and guess what the people in the windows are doing at the moment, or there is delicious roast chicken in the restaurant, and the housewife is cooking delicious mushroom soup. In winter, there must be a lot of free time.

She squinted her eyes, looked up at the blue sky and the dazzling sun, and followed a flock of white pigeons away.

The smell of fried fish came from the street. Natasha was a little curious about what kind of food could be made so delicious. With the hot aroma, the stall owner is throwing the batter-covered yellow croaker into the oil pan.

Suldak followed Natasha's gaze and asked her with a smile, "Have you ever eaten fried fish?"

Natasha shook her head lightly, and Suldak pulled Natasha over and said to her, "I heard that this is a delicacy passed down from the world of elves, and it tastes pretty good."

The stall owner is an old man with a gray beard, wearing a thick cotton coat and a leather apron. A customer waiting to buy fried fish, the stall owner is very humorous, chatting with regular customers while frying fish.

Seeing Suldak and Natasha approaching, he stretched his eyebrows and asked Suldak, "My lord knight, what do you need?"

"Two deep-fried sagefish, deep-fried a little bit!" Suldak saw that there were a few yellow croakers rolling in the oil pan and they were not bad, so he also chose two.

"Okay!" The stall owner agreed, and took out two marinated sagefish from the dinner plate, wrapped them in batter skillfully, and slid them into the oil pan.

Natasha stared at the stall owner's action of frying fish, as if she wanted to keep every step firmly in her heart. Seeing that Natasha was very curious about frying fish, the stall owner actually enthusiastically told her how to pickle fish, what? Natasha has never heard of spices such as nutmeg, rosemary, and pepper, but she still remembers them carefully.

Surdak stood around and looked around. Along the street corner, he saw a lot of people gathered in the alley not far away, and he glanced curiously.

"There is a flea market over there. If you want to find some cheap second-hand goods, it's definitely a good choice to go there." He patted his thigh with his hands and showed off the leather boots on his feet. To Suldak, he said proudly: "I bought these suede boots from a poor and down-to-earth alcoholic in the north, and they haven't faded after wearing them for three years."

A regular customer next to him smiled and said to the stall owner: "Hey, old Sam, this is the first time I see you recommending a flea market to customers. It seems that I have to talk to those people in the market and let them come more often." Patronize your fried fish stand."

The stall owner named Sam laughed and said optimistically: "Hey, it has snowed so much, and the second-hand goods market has not opened for the past few days. I just said something casually, and I won't lose anything."

Soon the fish was fried.

The stall owner put the fried fish in a paper bag, and Suerdak paid fifteen coppers. Suerdak didn't want to eat fried fish in the cold wind, and felt that the alley over there was sheltered from the wind, so he took Natasha to continue Walking into the alley, the two leaned against a stone wall, basking in the sun, eating crispy fried sagefish and smiling at each other.

Looking at the noisy second-hand market in the distance, Suldak said to Natasha, "Why don't we go there too?"