book of old days

Chapter 82 The Acorn Crisis
When he came to the yard, he asked his servants to lead out the sled dogs and sleds he had taken care of here.

It was the first time for him to operate this thing, and seeing a group of furry husks looking at him neatly, he felt somewhat uncertain.

Erha is famous for being Erha, and I don't know if these god-like sled dogs can control them.

What made him a little relieved was that the close relatives of Erha were very obedient, and they walked away as soon as they were pulled, without biting or barking, which even made Xiao En a little suspicious that they were dead.

Soon ten sled dogs stood in front of the sled in two teams, and the servant helped him tie the reins, but then Sean encountered a problem, how to drive this thing?

He looked at the ten sled dogs who were ready to go ahead, struggling for a while.

"Go!" There was no response, maybe the local sled dogs couldn't understand Breton?

"drive"

"let's go!"

Shouting several times had no effect, but it did lead to a burst of laughter.

Sean turned around, but it was Agatha.

"Let me teach you, you don't need to yell at them, the first thing you need to do is to identify a leading dog, and then just pass the command to the leading dog, the leading dog will lead the group of dogs forward, and The pack of dogs will follow him, no matter whether it is a vast snowfield or a cliff ahead, they will follow their leader."

As Agatha said, she turned her eyes to the balcony on the second floor. Ragnar was having a heated chat with a group of hunters there, and seemed to be discussing the route of this year's winter hunting. With gestures, every time the hunters can nod their heads.

"I see." Xiao En nodded thoughtfully, wondering if he should let the briquettes be the lead dog?But think about it or forget it, the briquettes are still too young and not calm enough.

"Which one do you think is suitable as a head dog?"

"The one that runs the most steadily, you have to consider the rhythm and speed of the whole group of dogs to keep them consistent, so sometimes it is not a good thing for the leading dog to run too fast. The most important thing about a sled is stability. Not fast—except at sled races, of course."

She pointed to a big dog with black and white expression and deep eyes, "I think this one is more suitable."

Xiao En was kind and led the melancholy dog ​​to the front, and Agatha helped him adjust the position of the dog leash very thoughtfully.

"And then?" Sean asked again.

"How about I teach you."

Sean was more than happy with that.

"If your sleigh is full of cargo and the driver needs to stand on the back of the sled, see this board, it's for driving and standing on but now you have nothing on your sled, so we You can sit inside, so you can keep your center of gravity better.

The two sat side by side on the sled, and Agatha flicked the dog leash lightly, and the car started to move.

The snow on the streets of Nordfossen has not yet melted, and it has been stepped on by people coming and going in the past two days, which is just enough for the sled to move forward slowly.

Agatha took Sean around twice, and Sean quickly saw the way.

He took the reins for a test drive, and felt that it was not more complicated than a carriage. The most important thing was to have a good leading dog. This big dog with a sad face was very smart and could understand his intentions very well. Sean even It is suspected that as an experienced sled dog, if it can be given a very clear instruction, it may be able to drive the dog sled to the destination by itself.

"Haha, I think I've got the point, thank you Agatha, I really don't know how to do it without you."

"If you want to thank me, you can sleep at my house tonight." Agatha said suddenly, her voice became rare and gentle.

Sean froze for a moment, he didn't expect the other party to be so direct, he had no reason to refuse this kind of invitation, so he nodded, "It's my honor."

Agatha's house is located in the northeast of the lord's hall, in a place between the grocery store and the old Yigo's house.

The two parked the sled and untied the dog from the sled. Agatha yelled a few times casually, and they sat obediently in a row, very obedient.

Agatha took some meaty bones to feed them, and the dogs ate their own portion without any fight or restlessness.

Sean looked at it with some emotion: "What a group of good dogs, I really don't know how they were trained."

Agatha is used to it: "The sled dogs have been trained for generations and screened out from generation to generation. Those who are unqualified have already been eliminated, and the rest are of course obedient."

Sean looked at the surrounding yard. Unlike Ragnar's, the yard was very tidy. Under a piece of canvas, he saw the handrail of a sled. He also looked at the several sled dogs lying under the eaves basking in the sun. , "You seem to be very good at sleds."

"I helped my father take care of the sled dogs when I was very young. Every winter hunting, I would send him on the road with the dogs until..."

"You want to participate in winter hunting so much?"

"Winter hunting is the only way out for the people of Nordforsen. Only winter hunting has the chance to make a lot of money. A top-quality winter fur can be sold for dozens of gold pounds. If you are lucky, a good harvest may make a hunter live." Live a worry-free life.

Otherwise, I can only wait to die slowly in this small place. I hate Nordforsen, the forest and wild beasts outside, and those Nord men who only drink and fight. "

Agatha said calmly, looking at the shadow cast by the distant mountain and the vast forest under the shadow, her face was neither sad nor happy, but a deeper indifference.

"Ragnar he—"

"Ragnar is my 'half' brother, he will take care of me, but he won't do much for me, but he at least introduced you to me, so what more can I ask for."

She said, smiling at Sean, "Don't worry, I'm not one of those Brighton women who get involved, I just want to find someone who can talk to me, before you leave, you can come to find me at any time Me, I like you very much, you are not as rough as the Nords, nor as hypocritical and slick as those Brighton businessmen, and you will not look at me with that disgusting eyes..."

"I can't say it well, but I always feel that you are different from them." She said, holding Sean's face in her hands, and scrutinized it carefully, as if she wanted to see something from Sean's face. His gaze finally fell on the flame-shaped burn mark on Sean's cheek, as if guessing the story behind it.

Sean was also looking at Agatha. Although he had slept with her before, to be honest, he had never looked at this woman carefully. It was just his first impression that she was very beautiful and had a great figure, but it was not until then that he realized that Agatha Gesha is actually quite young. Her disheveled hair and unpainted cheeks make her slightly mature. Coupled with her proud figure, she looks like a mature woman.

But if you look closely, it will look like he is no more than twenty years old. If he is placed in the world he came from, he is probably still in college.

His eyes finally fell on the snow-white gully on Agatha's chest...

The two looked at each other for a while, and suddenly they both laughed. After laughing, there was a kind of tacit understanding. Agatha took Xiao En's hand, and pushed open the door of her house. Drunken voice.

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In the next few days, Sean had a very busy life. While he had to eat Hesse with the hunters every now and then, discussing the details of winter hunting, he also had to learn how to drive a dog sled.

Fortunately, he taught Agatha how to make those few dishes, so he didn't have to work so hard without the work of stewing.

In addition to eating by himself, he also started to add meals to the briquettes. When he first bought the briquettes, he was only a half-sized wolfhound. Now more than a month has passed, and with the sufficient food supply, the size of the briquettes has grown a lot. It also looks a lot more heroic, and it can be regarded as a qualified hound.

This time he is going to bring briquettes with him for winter hunting. Although hunting is not his main purpose, if he is lucky enough to get a few white fur coats, it will be a pretty good souvenir.

The sled dogs also enjoyed plenty of food, and the matter of getting fat also applies to dogs. The Nords don't eat much offal from animals, and they don't like to chew bones very much. Basically, they feed them to these sled dogs.

This is probably their happiest time of year before heading north.

However, there is one more thing that Sean needs to prepare in advance, and that is the rations of the dwarves. These guys only eat food made of acorn noodles, and although his family has a lot of reserves, it is definitely not enough to last a winter.

This morning Sean called Wednesday to his face.

"Wednesday, can you only eat acorn noodles?"

Wednesday nodded, "Yes sir."

"Then you can't eat anything else?"

"No, sir."

"why?"

Wednesday shrugged his shoulders, and that expression seemed to say: (what is there to ask, just can't).

But Sean took it seriously this time.

"Explain to me."

Wednesday seemed helpless, but still tried to explain: "Just like people can't fly, we can't eat other food either."

Xiao En couldn't understand, "There are physical restrictions on people's inability to fly, and they can't fly even if they want to. Is there a restriction on your inability to eat other foods?"

Unexpectedly, Wednesday said solemnly, "If people want to fly, they can actually fly. Just find a tall tree and jump off it. But humans can't fly, and we can't eat other food."

Sean wondered: "Could it be that you will die if you eat other food?"

Wednesday scratched his head, "Um, I don't know."

have no idea?Sean was completely speechless now, what kind of answer is this, "Why don't you guys try it?"

"Have you ever tried to jump from a tall tree?"

Sean didn't know how to answer this rhetorical question.

He decided not to worry about technical issues any more, and started practicing directly.

Sean cut a piece of bread and handed it to Wednesday, "What will happen if I let you eat it?"

There was a struggling look on Wednesday's face, "I don't know, sir..."

"Okay, okay, I didn't really ask you to eat, I just asked... Well, go and call on Tuesday."

Wednesday immediately showed a relieved expression, and went downstairs whistling. After a while, he drove a dwarf up.

Sean suddenly felt something was wrong. Although these dwarves were all similar in appearance, they were more or less different. In addition, they met every day, and he could still tell the day of the week. The one in front of him was obviously Friday.

He glanced at Wednesday strangely, but Wednesday spread his hands again, the expression on his face meant (it doesn't matter to you anyway).

Xiao En said in his heart that it doesn't matter, but shouldn't you carry out my orders accurately?He glanced suspiciously at Wednesday, and always felt that this guy had become more and more strange since drinking the spiritual water. He didn't look like a dwarf at all, but a bit like a human.

He handed the bread to Friday, "Eat it."

Friday looked at him in horror, the expression on his face clearly conveyed a meaning: (Sir, are you crazy)?

Sean gave another order, and Friday had to reach out towards the bread. He picked up the bread and was about to put it in his mouth, but his hand froze in mid-air. His eyes widened and he looked at the bread, motionless. , as if a computer received two contradictory instructions at the same time and crashed.

Its expression became more and more ferocious, and its eyes were about to protrude.

Sean was surprised. Dwarf goblins rarely disobey orders. Could it really kill them if they eat them?But even if you die yourself, as long as you stick to the order, they will follow it, right?Is there any deeper reason for this?

Although he didn't care much about the life and death of the dwarves, these few had served him for so long anyway, so it's not good to really let them take their lives for experiments.

"Okay, okay, the order is cancelled, you can go down."

Friday fell to the ground with a plop, and threw the bread far away like a bomb. It took a long time to get up, nodded lifelessly, and went downstairs.

Sean sighed, it seemed that there was really no other way.

He said to Wednesday: "Let's go, take your people, and let's go pick up acorns."

Old Yiguo told him that there is an oak forest in the south of Nordforsen, and there are a lot of acorns to pick up. Sean decided to collect as many acorns as possible before setting off, so that the group of lowlanders can survive this winter. , I just want to train the dog sled, so I can take them with me.

By the way, see if you can find an 'Old Oak Tree'. If you're lucky, you might be able to summon an oak tree wise man to play with.

(End of this chapter)