Chapter 233 The Dwarf Visitors Arrive One After Another
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Jing Shen Tian Si
Aaron put on clean clothes, stood in front of a mirror and simply adjusted his hair.
It was the first time he had met such a hospitable person as Bilbo Baggins. Although this guest room was relatively small, it was fully equipped, and it was not much worse than the master bedroom.
Most of all, Bilbo had no intention of taking money, for the simple reason that taking money from a child with an impaired memory would bother his conscience.
Aaron put all his current property on the table, ten gold coins.
Gold coins are hard currency in this world, and he left two when he planned to leave, as a thank you for Bilbo's care.
Then he closed the door, bolted it gently, and drew the curtains without leaving any gaps.
After ensuring enough secrecy, he began to draw a summoning magic circle on the floor.
The white magic circle emitted a faint light, but it quickly returned to calm.
"Isn't it really possible to summon Abe?" Aaron frowned slightly. "Specific magical creatures in another world are not allowed, but ordinary animals in this world should be fine, but it's hard to say if they are obedient or not."
"Gaius," came a knock at the door, followed by Bilbo's voice, "out for supper."
"Here comes."
Aaron came out of the guest room and saw two fried grass carp on the dining table, still emitting hot steam.
"The seasoning is here, you can add salt and pepper according to your own taste." Bilbo pushed the seasoning bowl to Aaron, hesitated for a moment and said: "If you don't like fish, there are cheeses and fruits in the pantry , vegetables, bread and all kinds of meat."
"That's good, I'm not that pretentious.
But I'd be happy if there was wine. "
"Wine?" Bill Bolson paused for a moment, then shook his head and said, "You can't drink, you're too young."
"I've said it before, don't treat me like a child. My drinking capacity may not be worse than yours."
"That's not OK."
"It's up to you." Aaron spread his hands helplessly. He just wanted to drink some wine to celebrate his first day in a different world. Why is it so difficult!
Jingle Bell!
Bilbo had just put on his napkin and sprinkled a handful of salt over the fried fish when the doorbell rang.
"I'll open the door."
Aaron got up and walked towards the door. When the door opened, he saw a shiny light bulb...to be exact, a bald head illuminated by candlelight.
This middle-aged man was a little taller than Bilbo, without pointy ears and thick feet, so he was initially judged to be a dwarf.
When the dwarf saw Aaron, he was surprised for a moment and bowed respectfully, "Dwalin, I'm waiting for your order."
Aaron: …
what's the situation?
Dwarven etiquette?But isn't it an exaggeration to say "at your disposal".
"Uh... wait a minute." Aaron turned around. "Mr. Baggins, do you know a dwarf named Dwalin?"
Bilbo walked to the door, looked up and down at the dusty Dwalin, and couldn't help but become a little strange.
"do we know each other?"
"I don't know." Dwalin said directly, and then walked into Bag End on his own.
"Bilbo, I personally think it is a hasty decision to let a stranger into a house."
"I thought so too, but you opened the door."
The corner of Aaron's mouth twitched slightly, which made sense, but I was speechless.
"Where is it, little brother, this way?" asked Dwalin, taking off his cloak.
"Where is what?" asked Bilbo, puzzled.
"Supper." Dwalin threw the cloak to Bilbo. "He said there would be food, and there would be plenty."
"He said?" Bilbo looked puzzled. "Who said that?"
"You don't need to guess to know that it is Gandalf." Aaron pointed to the door, which had a flashing blue fluorescent pattern on it. "This is probably a sign."
Hearing this, Bilbo blinked, "Why did he do that?"
"This is dinner, right?" Dwalin's rough voice came from inside the house, "I'm too hungry, so you're welcome."
"I don't know why he did it, but I know the robbers won't even say hello to you before they rob your house."
By the time they reached the table, Bilbo's fish had been half-eaten by Dwalin, and he hadn't spared the garnish.
As soon as he set his eyes on the plate opposite, Aaron sat back in his seat without hesitation, and poked his fork on his dinner by the way.
Dewalin was also embarrassed to grab something to eat with a child, picked up the half of the fish that was left, and bit off the head of the fish in one bite.
"This is delicious, do you have more?"
"What?" Bilbo was taken aback for a moment before realizing that the other party hadn't eaten enough, "Yes."
He took a plate full of bread from another table, but the moment he handed it over, he accidentally left one for himself.
"Please help yourself."
Dwalin was also not polite at all, grabbed the bread and stuffed it into his mouth, eating scum all over the floor.
"Only I didn't expect a visitor," said Bilbo.
"Then I'm afraid you have to be mentally prepared." Aaron reminded a little reluctantly, "Do you remember what Gandalf said?
'I'm looking for a partner for a common adventure', 'I'm going to inform others'.
If I'm not mistaken, there will be a lot of people coming tonight, and your house will be very lively.
And Mr. Devlin came in and said: He said there would be a lot of food here.
It is not difficult to judge that these people probably came hungry. "
As soon as the voice fell, the doorbell rang again.
Bilbo was a little dazed, it seemed inappropriate to open the door, but he didn't open the door...
Dwalin glanced sideways at Bilbo. "The bell is ringing."
Gollum!
It seems more inappropriate not to open the door.
Bilbo swallowed and sent Aaron a look of help.
He didn't know how he would ask a teenager for help, but he was really at a loss right now.
"Don't look at me like that, it's your turn to open the door this time." Aaron made a gesture of invitation, "It would be nice if you followed my advice earlier and went out to hide for two days, but now you can only open the door."
Bilbo nodded with some hesitation, and walked towards the door again.
"Kid." Dwalin looked at Aaron. "I need to confirm your name."
"Gaius, Aaron Gaius." Aaron ate his dinner calmly, "Remember this name, it will leave a legend in this world."
"Heh!" Dwalin smiled appreciatively, "I'll wait."
"Bahrain, at your service."
A dwarf with white hair and beard stood at the door. He was not young, but he was always strong and looked very energetic.
"Good evening," said Bilbo.
"Yes, it's very good." Balin looked up at the night sky, "Although I think it will rain."
"Am I late?"
"Uh...you're the second here."
"That's why I'm not late." Baling walked into Bag End, saw Devlin eating, and laughed heartily, "Good evening, brother."
Dwalin also laughed when he saw the old acquaintance, "God, you are fatter and shorter than the last time we met."
"Only fatter, not shorter." Balin laughed, "The brain is still smarter than you."
The two made friendly eye contact. After approaching, they bumped their heads into each other's foreheads, and then laughed at the same time. This may be a special way of communication between friends.
"Sorry, sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt.
But are you in the wrong place? "
"Oh!" sighed Aaron. "Bilbo, unless you knock down the door of your house now, they're in the right place."
Bilbo pursed his lips, not knowing what to say.
Dwalin and Balin, two old friends, talked acquaintedly, but they went to the kitchen when they were talking.
"Have you eaten yet?"
"not yet."
"what is this?"
"I don't know, cheese, but it's turned blue and it's full of mold."
......
When Bilbo saw them unscrewing their casks, he couldn't help feeling a little anxious, "It's not that I'm not hospitable, hobbits are very hospitable, but I want to get to know my guests first.
I don't actually know you guys at all, and I don't want to be rude, but I have to say...sorry. "
The two dwarves, who were chatting and ignoring Bilbo automatically, fell silent at the same time and looked at him together.
"I accept your apology." Bahrain nodded with a smile, then looked at Dwalin, "Fill me the wine, don't be stingy."
Then the doorbell rang again.
Aaron put down the knife and fork, "I'll open the door for you this time!"
"Oh! Thank you." Bilbo really needed to take a break, and he didn't want to be stimulated any more.
The door opened, and two younger dwarves stood outside the door, but compared to the first two, they brought enough guys.
"Fili."
"Kili"
"At your service."
"Welcome, please come in."
"You must be Mr. Gaius." Kili said curiously, "Gandalf didn't tell us your age, which is really surprising."
The corner of Aaron's mouth twitched slightly. He thought that Bilbo was the only one who was involved in the adventure team, but he didn't expect that Gandalf still didn't leave him behind.
His uncle, it's too much, you won't let me lose my memory.
"Yes, it's me, Aaron Gaius." Aaron squeezed out a smile, "May I ask, Gandalf is immortal, no, what is his old man's plan?"
"He'll tell you that when he comes," said Felix. "Is Mr. Baggins there?"
"He's entertaining Dwarin and Bahrain."
"Thank goodness, it looks like we're not late." Keili walked into the door a little excitedly, and hung the weapons he brought on Aaron's shoulders by the way.
Philip took off the sword on his back and put it in Aaron's hand, "Be careful, I just had someone sharpen it."
Aaron raised his eyebrows, and pulled out the sword a few inches, "Wow, the quality is okay, but the person you hired is not that professional, and there is a very, very small gap on the blade of this sword. "
"You understand this?" Fili was a little surprised.
"My ancestors used to be blacksmiths." Aaron put the sword back into the scabbard with a smile, "I suggest you change to a better one. Although this gap looks harmless, it is a fatal flaw when encountering sharper weapons."
Hearing this, Fili nodded silently.
It's not that he doesn't want to change it, it's that he has no money.
"Don't trample, that's my mother's maiden box." Bilbo came over and stopped Kili from rubbing the mud on his shoes with the damn box.
"Fili, Kili, come and help."
Dwalin put his arm around Kili and pulled him toward the dining room, and Fili followed.
The four dwarves did not rush to reminisce, but tidied up the room.
"Put this in the corridor so that everyone can come in." The elder Bahrain commanded.
"How many people are coming?" Bilbo asked wearily.
"Prepare for the worst." Aaron patted him on the shoulder, "Like, crowd this room.
But one thing I can basically be sure of is that all the dwarves came, except Gandalf. "
The voice fell, and the doorbell rang again.
"Should I open the door this time?" Aaron put Fili and Kili's weapons in the corner, and was about to go to the door when Bilbo stood in front of him.
I saw him being aggressive, cursing as he walked.
"No one's home, go bother someone else, there are too many dwarves here already.
Which idiot thought of it as a joke, haha, it's really tasteless. "
Bilbo opened the door with all his might, ready to show the dwarves outside the door the wrath of Honest Man.
However, as soon as the door opened, a group of dwarves fell in through the door uncontrollably.
"Ow!"
"Get up, fat man."
Silently comparing the number of people, Bilbo swallowed the words very carefully.
At this moment, a pair of blue pupils appeared in front of the two of them, and Gandalf was bending over to look into Bag End.
"Gandalf." Bilbo looked at him angrily.
Aaron showed a standard smirk, "Mage in gray robe, I think we need an explanation."
"There will be an explanation, but before that, can the owner of this cave please entertain the guests from afar." Gandalf smiled shyly, "After all, I managed to organize this adventure."
"We're fine with you organizing the adventure, but why meet at Mr Bilbo Baggins'?
It's okay to meet up at Mr. Baggins' house, why didn't we say it in advance, we are not mentally prepared at all.
Of course, none of this is a big deal, and a few bad days for hospitable hobbits will pass, as long as you don't add us to your adventure list. "
"This..." Gandalf hesitated for a moment, "I will follow your own wishes, whether to go or not is up to you to decide."
Aaron breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at Bilbo, "Mr. Baggins, I can only help you gain some initiative, but what should be done must be done."
"I understand." Bilbo said wearily, looking at the dwarves who had gathered in Dwalin's room one after another, "the hobbit will entertain these visitors well."
"No, you don't understand. You have to be prepared to bleed, they're going to have a party at your house.
I'd like you to fill a bottle of wine for me if you can, because the cask will be emptied soon if nothing else. "
"Children can't drink," said Bilbo bluntly, before he realized, "It's not that serious!"
"It's always good to be more prepared." Aaron said with some sympathy, "I suggest that you better record your losses with a pen and paper, and ask Gandalf to reimburse you later. To some extent, he is the culprit .”
Gandalf: …
It was the first time he had met such a hospitable person as Bilbo Baggins. Although this guest room was relatively small, it was fully equipped, and it was not much worse than the master bedroom.
Most of all, Bilbo had no intention of taking money, for the simple reason that taking money from a child with an impaired memory would bother his conscience.
Aaron put all his current property on the table, ten gold coins.
Gold coins are hard currency in this world, and he left two when he planned to leave, as a thank you for Bilbo's care.
Then he closed the door, bolted it gently, and drew the curtains without leaving any gaps.
After ensuring enough secrecy, he began to draw a summoning magic circle on the floor.
The white magic circle emitted a faint light, but it quickly returned to calm.
"Isn't it really possible to summon Abe?" Aaron frowned slightly. "Specific magical creatures in another world are not allowed, but ordinary animals in this world should be fine, but it's hard to say if they are obedient or not."
"Gaius," came a knock at the door, followed by Bilbo's voice, "out for supper."
"Here comes."
Aaron came out of the guest room and saw two fried grass carp on the dining table, still emitting hot steam.
"The seasoning is here, you can add salt and pepper according to your own taste." Bilbo pushed the seasoning bowl to Aaron, hesitated for a moment and said: "If you don't like fish, there are cheeses and fruits in the pantry , vegetables, bread and all kinds of meat."
"That's good, I'm not that pretentious.
But I'd be happy if there was wine. "
"Wine?" Bill Bolson paused for a moment, then shook his head and said, "You can't drink, you're too young."
"I've said it before, don't treat me like a child. My drinking capacity may not be worse than yours."
"That's not OK."
"It's up to you." Aaron spread his hands helplessly. He just wanted to drink some wine to celebrate his first day in a different world. Why is it so difficult!
Jingle Bell!
Bilbo had just put on his napkin and sprinkled a handful of salt over the fried fish when the doorbell rang.
"I'll open the door."
Aaron got up and walked towards the door. When the door opened, he saw a shiny light bulb...to be exact, a bald head illuminated by candlelight.
This middle-aged man was a little taller than Bilbo, without pointy ears and thick feet, so he was initially judged to be a dwarf.
When the dwarf saw Aaron, he was surprised for a moment and bowed respectfully, "Dwalin, I'm waiting for your order."
Aaron: …
what's the situation?
Dwarven etiquette?But isn't it an exaggeration to say "at your disposal".
"Uh... wait a minute." Aaron turned around. "Mr. Baggins, do you know a dwarf named Dwalin?"
Bilbo walked to the door, looked up and down at the dusty Dwalin, and couldn't help but become a little strange.
"do we know each other?"
"I don't know." Dwalin said directly, and then walked into Bag End on his own.
"Bilbo, I personally think it is a hasty decision to let a stranger into a house."
"I thought so too, but you opened the door."
The corner of Aaron's mouth twitched slightly, which made sense, but I was speechless.
"Where is it, little brother, this way?" asked Dwalin, taking off his cloak.
"Where is what?" asked Bilbo, puzzled.
"Supper." Dwalin threw the cloak to Bilbo. "He said there would be food, and there would be plenty."
"He said?" Bilbo looked puzzled. "Who said that?"
"You don't need to guess to know that it is Gandalf." Aaron pointed to the door, which had a flashing blue fluorescent pattern on it. "This is probably a sign."
Hearing this, Bilbo blinked, "Why did he do that?"
"This is dinner, right?" Dwalin's rough voice came from inside the house, "I'm too hungry, so you're welcome."
"I don't know why he did it, but I know the robbers won't even say hello to you before they rob your house."
By the time they reached the table, Bilbo's fish had been half-eaten by Dwalin, and he hadn't spared the garnish.
As soon as he set his eyes on the plate opposite, Aaron sat back in his seat without hesitation, and poked his fork on his dinner by the way.
Dewalin was also embarrassed to grab something to eat with a child, picked up the half of the fish that was left, and bit off the head of the fish in one bite.
"This is delicious, do you have more?"
"What?" Bilbo was taken aback for a moment before realizing that the other party hadn't eaten enough, "Yes."
He took a plate full of bread from another table, but the moment he handed it over, he accidentally left one for himself.
"Please help yourself."
Dwalin was also not polite at all, grabbed the bread and stuffed it into his mouth, eating scum all over the floor.
"Only I didn't expect a visitor," said Bilbo.
"Then I'm afraid you have to be mentally prepared." Aaron reminded a little reluctantly, "Do you remember what Gandalf said?
'I'm looking for a partner for a common adventure', 'I'm going to inform others'.
If I'm not mistaken, there will be a lot of people coming tonight, and your house will be very lively.
And Mr. Devlin came in and said: He said there would be a lot of food here.
It is not difficult to judge that these people probably came hungry. "
As soon as the voice fell, the doorbell rang again.
Bilbo was a little dazed, it seemed inappropriate to open the door, but he didn't open the door...
Dwalin glanced sideways at Bilbo. "The bell is ringing."
Gollum!
It seems more inappropriate not to open the door.
Bilbo swallowed and sent Aaron a look of help.
He didn't know how he would ask a teenager for help, but he was really at a loss right now.
"Don't look at me like that, it's your turn to open the door this time." Aaron made a gesture of invitation, "It would be nice if you followed my advice earlier and went out to hide for two days, but now you can only open the door."
Bilbo nodded with some hesitation, and walked towards the door again.
"Kid." Dwalin looked at Aaron. "I need to confirm your name."
"Gaius, Aaron Gaius." Aaron ate his dinner calmly, "Remember this name, it will leave a legend in this world."
"Heh!" Dwalin smiled appreciatively, "I'll wait."
"Bahrain, at your service."
A dwarf with white hair and beard stood at the door. He was not young, but he was always strong and looked very energetic.
"Good evening," said Bilbo.
"Yes, it's very good." Balin looked up at the night sky, "Although I think it will rain."
"Am I late?"
"Uh...you're the second here."
"That's why I'm not late." Baling walked into Bag End, saw Devlin eating, and laughed heartily, "Good evening, brother."
Dwalin also laughed when he saw the old acquaintance, "God, you are fatter and shorter than the last time we met."
"Only fatter, not shorter." Balin laughed, "The brain is still smarter than you."
The two made friendly eye contact. After approaching, they bumped their heads into each other's foreheads, and then laughed at the same time. This may be a special way of communication between friends.
"Sorry, sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt.
But are you in the wrong place? "
"Oh!" sighed Aaron. "Bilbo, unless you knock down the door of your house now, they're in the right place."
Bilbo pursed his lips, not knowing what to say.
Dwalin and Balin, two old friends, talked acquaintedly, but they went to the kitchen when they were talking.
"Have you eaten yet?"
"not yet."
"what is this?"
"I don't know, cheese, but it's turned blue and it's full of mold."
......
When Bilbo saw them unscrewing their casks, he couldn't help feeling a little anxious, "It's not that I'm not hospitable, hobbits are very hospitable, but I want to get to know my guests first.
I don't actually know you guys at all, and I don't want to be rude, but I have to say...sorry. "
The two dwarves, who were chatting and ignoring Bilbo automatically, fell silent at the same time and looked at him together.
"I accept your apology." Bahrain nodded with a smile, then looked at Dwalin, "Fill me the wine, don't be stingy."
Then the doorbell rang again.
Aaron put down the knife and fork, "I'll open the door for you this time!"
"Oh! Thank you." Bilbo really needed to take a break, and he didn't want to be stimulated any more.
The door opened, and two younger dwarves stood outside the door, but compared to the first two, they brought enough guys.
"Fili."
"Kili"
"At your service."
"Welcome, please come in."
"You must be Mr. Gaius." Kili said curiously, "Gandalf didn't tell us your age, which is really surprising."
The corner of Aaron's mouth twitched slightly. He thought that Bilbo was the only one who was involved in the adventure team, but he didn't expect that Gandalf still didn't leave him behind.
His uncle, it's too much, you won't let me lose my memory.
"Yes, it's me, Aaron Gaius." Aaron squeezed out a smile, "May I ask, Gandalf is immortal, no, what is his old man's plan?"
"He'll tell you that when he comes," said Felix. "Is Mr. Baggins there?"
"He's entertaining Dwarin and Bahrain."
"Thank goodness, it looks like we're not late." Keili walked into the door a little excitedly, and hung the weapons he brought on Aaron's shoulders by the way.
Philip took off the sword on his back and put it in Aaron's hand, "Be careful, I just had someone sharpen it."
Aaron raised his eyebrows, and pulled out the sword a few inches, "Wow, the quality is okay, but the person you hired is not that professional, and there is a very, very small gap on the blade of this sword. "
"You understand this?" Fili was a little surprised.
"My ancestors used to be blacksmiths." Aaron put the sword back into the scabbard with a smile, "I suggest you change to a better one. Although this gap looks harmless, it is a fatal flaw when encountering sharper weapons."
Hearing this, Fili nodded silently.
It's not that he doesn't want to change it, it's that he has no money.
"Don't trample, that's my mother's maiden box." Bilbo came over and stopped Kili from rubbing the mud on his shoes with the damn box.
"Fili, Kili, come and help."
Dwalin put his arm around Kili and pulled him toward the dining room, and Fili followed.
The four dwarves did not rush to reminisce, but tidied up the room.
"Put this in the corridor so that everyone can come in." The elder Bahrain commanded.
"How many people are coming?" Bilbo asked wearily.
"Prepare for the worst." Aaron patted him on the shoulder, "Like, crowd this room.
But one thing I can basically be sure of is that all the dwarves came, except Gandalf. "
The voice fell, and the doorbell rang again.
"Should I open the door this time?" Aaron put Fili and Kili's weapons in the corner, and was about to go to the door when Bilbo stood in front of him.
I saw him being aggressive, cursing as he walked.
"No one's home, go bother someone else, there are too many dwarves here already.
Which idiot thought of it as a joke, haha, it's really tasteless. "
Bilbo opened the door with all his might, ready to show the dwarves outside the door the wrath of Honest Man.
However, as soon as the door opened, a group of dwarves fell in through the door uncontrollably.
"Ow!"
"Get up, fat man."
Silently comparing the number of people, Bilbo swallowed the words very carefully.
At this moment, a pair of blue pupils appeared in front of the two of them, and Gandalf was bending over to look into Bag End.
"Gandalf." Bilbo looked at him angrily.
Aaron showed a standard smirk, "Mage in gray robe, I think we need an explanation."
"There will be an explanation, but before that, can the owner of this cave please entertain the guests from afar." Gandalf smiled shyly, "After all, I managed to organize this adventure."
"We're fine with you organizing the adventure, but why meet at Mr Bilbo Baggins'?
It's okay to meet up at Mr. Baggins' house, why didn't we say it in advance, we are not mentally prepared at all.
Of course, none of this is a big deal, and a few bad days for hospitable hobbits will pass, as long as you don't add us to your adventure list. "
"This..." Gandalf hesitated for a moment, "I will follow your own wishes, whether to go or not is up to you to decide."
Aaron breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at Bilbo, "Mr. Baggins, I can only help you gain some initiative, but what should be done must be done."
"I understand." Bilbo said wearily, looking at the dwarves who had gathered in Dwalin's room one after another, "the hobbit will entertain these visitors well."
"No, you don't understand. You have to be prepared to bleed, they're going to have a party at your house.
I'd like you to fill a bottle of wine for me if you can, because the cask will be emptied soon if nothing else. "
"Children can't drink," said Bilbo bluntly, before he realized, "It's not that serious!"
"It's always good to be more prepared." Aaron said with some sympathy, "I suggest that you better record your losses with a pen and paper, and ask Gandalf to reimburse you later. To some extent, he is the culprit .”
Gandalf: …
