"Paced parchment or cheaper handwritten paper, a blackboard, if it can be folded, much chalk." Dagon was obviously prepared: "A wide rain-proof sun hat with a neck rope, a set of alchemy matches, and a soft waist bag. I also want to dry meat, pure air dry, don't use a little salt..."

"This kind of air-dried meat is hard to find, but I can ask the hunters in the town, who sometimes prepare this meat for their hunting dogs." The owner of Olison quickly recorded the needs of Dagon on the blackboard and wrote the order price next to it. "It seems that you need a backpack. I guess you already have a backpack, and I have a backpack that can be hung on the front chest. It has many bags for easy access. The most important thing is that it has a quick-removing buckle. Pulling in the right direction can make the backpack fall to the ground, freeing your skills."

"Thank you, what a great idea," said Dagon. "Can you show me that kind of buckle? If it works, I'll buy a few more and then a set of sewing tools."

"I can modify your backpack here, and only charge this money." The owner of Olison wrote a number on the blackboard and said: "These are the lowest prices, saving you and me time. If you want it, don't...

"This price is acceptable, but I want to see if the goods meet the requirements first."

Manager Olison smiled confidently, called out one of his sons and showed him the blackboard. His son did not take away the blackboard, as if to ensure that the unit price on the blackboard did not leave the customer's sight.

"They go prepare things for you, and you can test them later, and you can take them away after you give them money." Manager Olison took out two small ceramic cups from under the counter and took out another bottle of wine. "Drink some?"

Dagon shook his head: "Thank you, I won't drink it anymore. Let's see what else you haven't seen in your store."

"Look at it casually, but there is really nothing good in my store." The manager put away a cup and then drank it himself. "Follow the Golden Dog Caravan, their reputation is good, and you can rest assured. But I heard that Baima Town on the north is not peaceful, so you should be more careful."

"I'm not familiar with the terrain. Where is this White Horse Town? What's the situation?"

"Following the avenue north, there was the Boar Fort. Earl Ball lived there for generations. He had a huge horse farm and camp that could accommodate tens of thousands of troops. It was once the assembly point for attacking our Jiangu territory. However, in recent years, human beings have stopped. Earl Ball holds a large-scale competition every two years, which has become the only major event of the Boar Fort."

"After passing the Wild Boar Castle, the Golden Dog Caravan always goes east and then passes by Baima Town. There were good horses there, and when humans and kings used their horses. Now the king is gone, only the elf governor is left, and Baima Town has become an ordinary place. I heard that a wandering knight has set his sights on Baima Town, and may want to take advantage of the new death of the consul there to make a fortune. I don't know what the specific situation is, but it's always right to be careful."

"Well...Boss, do you have a crossbow here?"

"Haha, are you kidding? On the side of Qianma Castle, our Jiangu tribes can hold crossbows, but on the other side, crossbows are contraband items, especially our Jiangu tribe's heavy crossbows. I have crossbows here, but I can't sell them to you. Your surname is Neil, and no matter what, it's considered an ancient family. I won't cause such trouble."

Dagon scratched his beard, which was a bit difficult. He received training from the weapon master and could use various weapons, but he was only proficient in crossbows among the long-range weapons. There were very few long-bow and short bows in the ancient city of Jian, and his family had no money, so he could only use models to practice blocking and strike methods by using bows behind him. He had never conducted archery training.

The shooting of a crossbow is relatively simple. The firing relies on the twisted strings, which does not require shoulders like a bow. The continuous force of the arm is even less dependent on the feel. Although the family cannot afford a crossbow, Dagon feels that he can quickly use the crossbow, but the bow... cannot be done without long-term training.

"I think you are quite strong. If you want a ranged weapon that is easy to use and not prohibited, how about a slingshot? Most people can't pull the reinforcement."

Indeed, this is a good choice. Although the killing ability is smaller than that of flying axes and javelins, the projectiles and slingshots are easier to carry, and the maximum range is higher. Although he is good at throwing, Dagon generally does not carry flying axes. On the one hand, the killing distance of the flying axes is somewhat close, which will affect the replacement of long-handed weapons such as hunting axes. On the other hand, if the flying axes are thrown out, it may not be picked up, which will make the poor feel distressed.

The projectile is a stone, the better ones are round stones grinded into a pigeon egg, and the worse ones can use it directly with the stone, or launch caltrops. The slingshot is more functional than the lethality, and it only solves the problem of existence or absence. It can also practice remote accurate heads, and hunt by the way, such as persecuting rabbits and wild pheasants.

"Just let's just slingshot, you need more power."

"Okay!"

With a passionate store manager and reliable goods, Dagon happily completed the purchase before leaving the Dwarf Kingdom. He carried a box back to the convoy's station, and then went to the grocery store with his backpack to install snaps that could be quickly unbuttoned.

The pure air-dried meat without salt was also found. It cost him a total of fifty gold coins for everything, which made him feel like he was returning home with a full load. The air-dried meat was prepared for the Star Helmet. If it was eaten too salty, it would have more eye drops and felt very uncomfortable. However, the general fleets used foods with a longer shelf life, either smoked or salted, and were not suitable for bear lizards.

"Don't be excited, what kind of air-dried meat to eat in the town? I'll see if there is any fresh meat."

Walking in the town with a weapon like the hunting axe will inevitably attract a lot of attention, but the first ones to look at Dagon were always dogs or cats, and I don’t know why. Whether it was a dog who was playing in the mud before, or catching mice through the mud piled up in the corners of the wall, they would suddenly stop and look at Dagon alertly, stare at him for a few seconds, and then continue their previous work.

This is quite strange. Dagon has never encountered such a situation in Jian's Ancient City. Of course, Jian's Ancient City does not have cats or dogs. In fact, Jian's Ancient City has few domesticated animals. In addition to bear lizards, there is probably another type of obese underground mole that is used as food, and there is a group of chickens in the lord's house.

Chicken and eggs are something that only Neil's family can eat. Finally, Neil, named Dagon Olison, ate it in San Marburg. The chicken is very soft and seems to have nothing to Dagon. The eggs are indeed very fragrant. He ate ten boiled eggs in a row and asked for two raw ones for Star Helmet to taste.

"Nothing better than this!"

This sigh was quickly overturned because Dagon encountered a vegetable and fruit stall. The green leaves looked quite suspicious, as if they were in the meals that caused him to have diarrhea. Here, his diarrhea was not caused by someone's medication, but simply because he was not accustomed to the local environment and was not used to eating. Later, Luciga used red horseradish and white fairy silver balls when cooking, and he was fine. After this month, Dagon had adapted to the flavor of the ground meal, and more red horseradish and dinosaur tea were mainly just in case.

As a Jiangu tribe who dreams of hunting and eating meat as his childhood dream, vegetable leaves are not attractive, but the light green melon next to it is particularly attractive. Dagon looked at the melon from a distance and felt like he wanted to eat it. After picking it up and smelling the fragrance, he became hungry immediately. Melons are not expensive, and one silver coin is three kilograms, Dagon bought one first.

Then there was the second, the third, and then I bought three more and took them back. "It's so strange, I haven't eaten this thing, but I know it's delicious and I'll love it. The truth is, I do like this sweet taste."

The star helmet poked out of his beard and shook his head. How could it have an answer to the question asked by Dagon? It just took a bite and tasted good, so it was limited to good. Bear lizards are omnivorous animals, which is like bears. They can eat melons, but they prefer meat and eggs.

After having the melon, Dagon felt very satisfied and even lost the interest in continuing to visit the town. He turned around and sighed along the way that the melon was a perfect food that could be eaten completely without wasting (remaining).

Back at the convoy, Dagon felt a little nervous, which could be seen from the speed of Geros' smoke rings. It was obvious that there were two days left before setting out, and the two dwarf brothers had already strengthened the car with wooden boards and oiled the axles. As usual, Dagon followed the messy whistle to find Toby, and when he saw him staring at his melon, he gave him one.

A little bit distressed.

"You ask what happened? Haha, you feel very sharp. Unfortunately, I don't know why." Toby wiped the melon with her sleeves, then jumped on and sat on the box, holding the melon in her hands. "Well, you bought it well, it's so sweet. The boss went out and changed his belt when he came back, and then he became a little nervous. He asked the Bart brothers to repair the car and asked Maip to purchase things. He rarely asked Maip to leave the convoy to do things, so I also found it unusual."

"I heard that there seemed to be a bit dangerous in the White Horse Town, and the Wandering Knights were there - it was said by the manager of the Black Coal Grocery Store. If you don't know more about it, you'll know if it's more specific." Dagon tried not to see the scene where the halfling was gnawing on the melon with her yellowed teeth, and then looked away and looked at the smoke rings rising not far away. "Toby, should you tell Jeros?"

"Don't talk to Rusiga so quickly. You don't know that Olison likes Rusiga. The news he told you is very likely to hope Rusiga goes to his place to inquire further so that he can speak. He has done this before, Rusiga slapped him, but... the dwarf is very stubborn and it is difficult to learn a lesson. Let Rusiga ask, and then tell the boss after asking clearly, that's better."

"Will Rusiga be willing?"

"If she doesn't want to, it means there is something between them. And there seems to be nothing between them, so Luciga will be willing."

Dagon didn't understand at all. He shook his beard and asked, "What the hell are you talking about?"

"It doesn't matter, just think I'm talking nonsense." Toby took out a knife and cut it around the edge of the melon so that there would be no tooth marks on the remaining half. He ate the pothole-burning melon circles, then shook half of the melon, and said, "She will be in a better mood to give this to Ruciga. According to her, she used to plant melons."

"My mother seems to be growing pumpkins, as well as winter melons and cucumbers." Dagon thought of this and patted his forehead. "I should go to the market to see what these three melons taste like!"

"You haven't eaten it? It's so pitiful."
Chapter completed!