The Northern Sword God
The Tuan Abror Store
Morning by noon, the smells typical of the forest especially the aroma of pine leaves and stems that have their own smells, such as flying with the breeze. Jinzhi Village is indeed close to the end of the Pine Forest which is named Thousand Year Pine Forest, so it can be said Jinzhi Tribe Village is thick with pine aura.
Indeed, in the beginning of ancient times, this tribal group prefers to live on trees and form their own tree houses, and do not want to settle on the ground in one place only.
But in accordance with the passage of time, the more here the tribe people began to choose to settle in the land they now occupy and named Jinzhi Tribe Village. Although it is increasingly modern by choosing to stay in one place, it does not mean that the younger generation of Jinzhi people forget their customary habits. Not at all.
The young Jinzhi continue to choose a job as a hunter in the Thousand Year Pine Forest, and another side job is to be a processor of rare plants from the forest that are processed to become medicinal ingredients, such as, especially poison and can be deadly and sold in big cities in the Southern plain.
After hearing the explanation earlier, surely you guys think the Jinzi Tribe are poison masters? That's absolutely right. This Jinzhi tribe has long been an expert group in its cultivation that often uses poison as a weapon in a battle
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The man walked cheerfully into the village where the Jinzhi tribe lived. The little Jinzhi children playing in the village field looked at him and waved happily.
"Uncle ! Uncle wanderer ! Welcome to JInzhi Tribal Village !"The gray-clothed man smiled amiably and waved back at the little ones.
Some women who are housewives, look busy drying the ingredients of their husbands' quarry, and some are seen weaving on the porch of the wooden houses that have the characteristic, it said, staring suspiciously at the grey-clothed stranger.
One more thing that makes the appearance of this Jinzhi tribal group easy to recognize is, their clothes on average have a plain black base color. Then with a small knit or rope decoration all colorful to make black clothes look not too boring.
To complete the mystical appearance of all black, all groups of this tribe always wear a head covering cloth - a kind of turban of plain blacu cloth wrapped around a colorful string. Even though their footwear still remains traditional nuances, but the sandals and shoes made of thatched rope looked clean and well-groomed - they made all the tools like shoes and stuff out of thatched rope.
Sima Yong finally arrived at the end of the village near the pine forest, and he found that the only restaurant to eat and drink, as well as a place to stay for immigrants or travelers, was at the end of the village. He looked up his head and read the strange inscription above the entrance,
"Mister Abror's shop" in addition to the letters on the board looks strange - the typical letters that characterize the Jinzhi tribe, he read the name of the shop which was also written in general letters - the writing of Kedai Tuan Abror was written down just below the strange letters of the Jinzhi Tribe.
Because the day is still fairly early in the morning, so the drinking house and restaurant look quiet. Sima Yong was the first and only guest. An old man, who looked like a bellboy, seemed to be busy behind the bar table, where people usually order drinks.
"Greetings sir, does this store still leave a place for one person to stay?" ask the young man.
The shopkeeper slowly turned around, and he began to stare and detect the young man from head to toe. Perhaps due to the results of his detection to the guest who gave the result that this gray-robed man was not someone from the Cultivators, the man behaved indifferently. Answer her.
"It's a pity that "he didn't stare into the gray robe.
"Just last night the inn room of Mr. Abror's shop was full.
Well.. The three nobles who were said to be from Wind City had bought the remaining three rooms" he emphasized the words 'noble'.
The man known as Mr. Abror then turned his back and pretended to concern himself with a job behind the high bar table. He muttered obscure words quietly, yet Sima Yong could hear clearly,
"I was surprised myself...
Usually, this inn is at most only filled with three or five rooms.
But lately a lot of tourists who come to visit this remote village, so that our lodging room Kedai Tuan Abror which is only fifteen rooms suddenly become full capacity" his hands are seen moving to and fro wiping the cup that is usually used by drinking guests.
"Actually, there are only warehouse rooms left, but that can not be said to be a decent place to stay" Mr. Abror of his work. Looks like he's satisfied to see the now shiny bar table.
Hearing Mr. Abror's words earlier, the young man then disperse the shop owner's daydreams, and,
"A sum like this is even more than enough for a week's payment in the room you said the warehouse was not it?" on the table was located fifty medium-ranked Energy Stones.
Mr. Abror showed a surprised look. Of course in this he was shocked. Earlier.. When he said the remaining room was only the former warehouse, he felt he had spoken very slowly. So much softer than people whispering.
"Is this man who looks like an ascetic a saint?
But I can't read his cultivation level." whispered inwardly. Mr. Abror's attitude instantly turned friendly.
"A person who is unreadable of his cultivation level, is the most dangerous person"
Sima Yong laughed amusedly inwardly when he saw the old man shamelessly instantly change his attitude from someone who was haughty and indifferent, now turning out to be very friendly. Moreover, he saw the eyes of Mr. Abror who was now turning like a hungry wolf as he stared at the number of middle-ranked stone energies on the table.
"Give me time ! We will clean the room first, so that this young master can be more comfortable staying in the remaining room" The man then called his two bachelors and ordered them to clean the warehouse room that will be occupied by our young man.
"I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Abror the owner of the store and the Lodging of Mr. Abror. This young master can call me by the call that others call.
Mr. Abror.. This is the name that always brings good luck to me" he said.
Sima Yong back asked indifferently..
"What kind of luck did Mr Abror get? It must be something very precious, right? To the extent that you said the name was the hockey bearer in your life" Sima Yong walked towards the table in the tavern, he kept trying to pry for information.
"That's...
er do you want to order food or drinks?" asked Mr. Abror to divert the conversation
"Please bring me a bowl of plain porridge, spicy stir-fried vegetables and forest jasmine tea for my breakfast. (silent for a moment).
You haven't even told me anything about luck after using Mr Abror's name?" Sima Yong poured cold water into the bowl for him to drink. It doesn't look like the person who is interrogating.
Then from Mr. Abror's mouth, words came out like running water. Mr. Abror recounts that some time ago, he accidentally entered the Thousand Year Pine Forest with his men just want to hunt.
But in the forest for thousands of years it seems there are a lot of mysteries and oddities that he encountered. Even in one stroke of luck, Mr. Abror and his team discovered something ancient: a scroll of copies of an expert's diary from thousands of years ago. It was real letter by letter written in a foreign language - the language of their ancestors a dozen thousand years ago.
After weighing up and discussing with the Jinzhi Tribe Patriarch, indeed the copy of the writing contained no information about a technique or anything. Through the research in Patriarch Ye's library, the records in the copy were nothing more than the diary records of a cook in one sect thousands of years ago, he said, about how to cook a dish using stork meat as a base ingredient.
Sima Yong frowned at the explanation..
"There are rarely recipes that use stork meat as the main ingredient..
It's weird.."
"Why would you say that recipes are good luck carriers? Ask Sima Yong
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