Chapter 37: Preparation before the holiday

In the palace, the curtain of flames has long since dissipated, but the king is still there like a statue. "Cough...the prince is still so young and vigorous." An old man now said to the right of the king. He was the magician who had just supported the flame curtain. In this country, only people of his status and stage can be so casual. Speak next to the king.

"Alas, I owe them (they)." The king sighed. "Trouble you old." He said, clenching his fist at the old man.

"No trouble, no trouble, the old age is too old to fight against the enemy. It is also a pleasure to be able to serve the king." The old magician said.

"Well, send the master back to the tower." The king said to the left and right attendants.

"Yes." A servant walked out and helped the old magician away. In Forstan, every senior magic apprentice, after serving the kingdom for a certain year, the kingdom will fund the magician to build a magic tower, the magic tower is the lifelong dream of every low-level magician.

After the old magician left, the King's palace, where the king was, except for the servants and court ladies beside the king, only the king remained. "Sophia, I can only do this one step." Only forty-year-old King Forstan, a wise king who was just in his prime, was sighing with haggardness at the same time as the same old man. Sofia, the last queen, the king's lifelong love, is also the mother of Angelina and Kensell.

"The children are all grown up." The king recalled that when the prince was angry, a large group of soldiers swarmed around the prince, and he knew that his eldest son was at least completely in control. Lion Army.

The Lion Army is the ace army of Forster, who controls the Lion Army and almost controls the power of the Army. The woman has been running around the king capital and finance minister for all these years, for what, not her own throne, so that her son can inherit.

What she didn’t know was that for many years of war, Forstan’s economy had been ruined. In addition to those with profound knowledge, how many of those nobles were able to help her son win the throne. Now the most valuable thing in this country is The frontline battle force, the army is the most precious and powerful force at present. And Prince Kensel is now one of the power controllers of this force. His little son will fight his own elder brother in the future.

Even if he has an uncle who is one of the major lords of the Likia Union, remember that it is one. Forstan, whose national strength has increased after absorbing the territory of Charlotte, is not only the lord, but the entire The Kea Alliance must also bow down to Faustin!

The king believed in the abilities of Prince Kensell and believed that Prince Kensell could manage the country well. He would try his best to remove obstacles for Prince Kensell while he was still alive. Went to the study, where I worked tirelessly on official duties. This is a wise and hardworking king, and the rise of Folstein is not without reason.

It's another year of late autumn, and the mining town has ushered in the annual Oktoberfest. Oktoberfest is a grand festival that has been handed down from the capital and has a history of hundreds of years. The purpose is to celebrate this year's harvest and look forward to good luck in the coming year. Although every year is not necessarily a good harvest year, this festival has been circulating.

This year's Oktoberfest is as weak and lazy as last year. Billy, the mayor of the mining town, is very confident in his management ability. Old Billy is 40 years old. He has taken over from his father as the mayor of Bandan since the age of 25. In the past 15 years, his first half of his life was as smooth as his father, weighing 200 pounds. He was a veritable fat man, but in the years when he was about to resign, it seems that the family's doom has accumulated for hundreds of years. , Now a brain vented to him.

"War! It's war again!" Old Billy is now older and has more words. He always complains about this and that. Maybe he has to worry about everything in recent years. He doesn't have what his elders should have. Calmly. "Highgate, ask your little son to go to the plaza to help!" Old Billy walked around the town, yelling at the half-covered shop, and after a sound of promise came from inside, Old Billy stepped up to Next one. "Britz, coming out soon, is the beer ready?" This is a pub that also serves accommodation, meals and other functions. Of course, this is also the only shop in the town with entertainment.

Pub owner Britz has dark red two-pulled beards, black spots on the nose of the wine trough, and a big belly in his stomach. I really don't know how this guy maintains this physique when food prices continue to rise. Old Billy slandered, knowing that even his mayor has lost his weight in recent years, and now it is estimated that he can have a weight of 150 pounds. "Britz, are you all right?" Seeing no movement in the tavern, old Billy shouted again in front of the shop on crutches.

"Okay!" Britz finally heard a deep voice from the tavern. Slowly a red-bearded man walked out with two wine barrels. This is a fat man fatter than old Billy.

"Why so slow..." Old Billy grunted, dissatisfied.

"Hi, of course, beer is made first. I was watching it in the cellar last night and fell asleep unconsciously." Britz scratched his head and said.

"I think you can't help but drink a bite and get drunk!" Old Billy chopped his cane and scolded. "This ale is enough for tonight?"

"Enough is enough, absolutely enough!" Britz quickly agreed, "Two barrels!" He patted the two barrels of beer he was holding. Both barrels of beer are half-height tall barrels, so that the physique of Britz can't even hold both,

It may be that the mayor's face is not very good. Britz hurriedly greeted and went to the town center with his wine. Today's Oktoberfest is held at night. Now we have to put the beer over and make preparations.

Britz left with the wine barrel, and old Billy was still there. If it weren't for the only pub in town, I wouldn't order wine here! Old Billy said resentfully. This is probably the most stifling years that his mayor has done. Now the young and middle-aged people of the town have joined the army. Even since last year, the baron’s conscription age has been reduced from 14 to 13 years old, which leads to the fact that the town can stand up. In the scene, there are only a few old guys left. Nowadays, the economy in the town is extremely poor, and even the grain must be imported by the baron. When is this a head? Old Billy sighed.

Shaking his head, old Billy went to the next house, tailor shop. What does it mean to drink beer at the Oktoberfest? You have to have two shows. Last month, let the old tailor Mitt do the performance clothes. I don’t know if it’s done well.

In Maple Leaf Village, every household also started to pack things and organize housework early in the morning. Oktoberfest is only one of the most insignificant festivals in Folstein, but it is the grandest festival before the New Year in Kaidoqi. It is said that the first Baron Kaidoqi was a hobby drinker, so it developed vigorously. This festival.

Leah got up early to help her mother feed the livestock and harvest the rice. These chickens were bought a few days ago. Since Rock became the captain of the team last year, the money sent to the family is also more than before. Old Locke and Tia negotiated and bought a few small ones from the caravan of Lord Baron. Chickens, although they are only small chickens, because they are hens, they also spend a lot of savings, and the chickens also have to eat food. The consumption of several chickens is not much worse than that of a child. Now Maple Village has the ability In addition to raising the livestock, in addition to the head of the village, their family has this ability. These chickens, I do not know how many people in the village have the eyes of the envy.

Now the chickens have grown up. In addition to the one who died, the rest can contribute three or four eggs to their family every day. These hens are the treasure of the whole family. Leah spends a small amount of time every day to take care of them.

Old Locke is still sleeping. Most of the farm work in the past two years has been done by him alone, and it is all dry land. It is more difficult to cultivate. The bones have long been worked out, so he has not woke up yet, so he needs to rest.

Leah carefully picked up a basket of eggs. The basket was not big. There were only about twenty eggs, but it was only a week after their family saved them. This basket of eggs Tiya intends to sell when going to town at night. Their family usually does not go to town, but because today is the Oktoberfest, the village chief calls all the villagers to go, since they can’t go empty-handed, diligent and shrewd Tia saved eggs for a week and was planning to bring them to town for a good price.

At 10 o'clock in the morning, Old Locke stretched out to get up, and the two girls were almost ready. Old Locke and the mother and daughter greeted each other and went to the ground. Although it was late autumn, the field Rice potatoes are also grown. This cold-tolerant and dry crop was sold to farmers by the Baron Caravan in the past two years. Although the rice potatoes are very astringent and small in size, they can be grown in today's fields to make a living Food is already a blessing, and nobody cares about it. Old Locke must go and see, because winter is coming, and guinea pigs and other animals are also going crazy to store food. If no one is looking after his farm, it is estimated that his rice can be evacuated by guinea pigs in less than two days. .

Old Rock walked on the dirt road with a whip made of wood and vines. Although his field was not far from home, it was also close to the mountain stream. On the way, there were bleak leaves falling, and some gray-haired guinea pigs rushed through the dry grass. These guinea pigs used to look cute, but no one likes them now. Civilians, especially farmers, have an inexplicable indignation at robbers who rob themselves of food.

Old Locke walked into his own field, and the two acres of rice potatoes planted a lot of earth bags. The roots of the tuber crops were clearly visible in the earth bags, and there were vaguely bite marks on them. "Damn the guinea pig!" Lao Luo cursed and walked to the soil bag and squatted down to push it flat. Rice potatoes are extremely viable, and if they are covered in time, they may still live. After doing this, Lao Luo got up and waved the ground with a whip. The guinea pig had a timid temper and could scare away with a little bit of movement. Lao Luo did this to drive away the guinea pigs that might still exist in the field.

If he was 10 years old, old Locke would never easily let go of these guinea pigs. The meat that Little Locke had when he was a child was very limited. Except for the small fish and shrimp in the river, it was the guinea pig. At that time, Old Locke did not give little Locke. Early adopter.