Chapter 401

"Can you plant vegetables?"

"No."

"Don't want." Ang refused.

Having expected this, Du Luo Ken hurriedly said: "Lord, can you allow me to take her in?"

It was Negris's turn to be puzzled, asking: "What are you taking her in for? Aren't you afraid of being in the way?"

"You are a book, of course, nothing will happen, but I am the dignified King of Alchemy, a bunch of people served me before, but now I have to wash my clothes myself, how can I have no style." Du Luo Ken said.

Negris asked suspiciously: "I haven't seen you wash clothes, aren't they clean after a touch of the touch-gold rod?"

"Hey, look at what you said, the Dijing Chamber of Commerce spent money before, there is no style at all." Du Luo Ken complained.

Indeed, the dignified King of Alchemy, everything has to be done by himself. It's not tired, just very annoying. Clearly, he was thinking about how to refine new magic accessories a minute ago, but the next minute he had to wash dishes himself. It's too easy to interrupt his train of thought.

It's just that Du Luo Ken is a lich, and his needs in various aspects are relatively small, otherwise he would have been annoyed to death long ago.

Lisa, Silver Coin, Anthony, etc., actually have many attendants and maids, but in front of Ang, they are all the ones being ordered around, so they do it themselves.

"And, didn't you see it? We don't take her in, her days will be very hard." Du Luo Ken said.

I don't know if it's a coincidence or what, just as I said this, the plump woman's stomach suddenly growled.

Ang nodded.

Maid +1

Arriving at the hotel, I found that the hotel was full, and even the corridor was full of people. Those people saw Ang and the two, and bowed one after another. It turned out that they were all people who fled from Desert Town.

Although God Fall Town has moats and drawbridges, its scale is several times larger than Desert Town, and its population is several times larger. It has perfect defenses. The hotel in the town is mainly for those fur merchants and herbal merchants to rest, and there are not many rooms.

There are hundreds of people fleeing from Desert Town, directly filling the hotel, but more people have no money and can only rest in the aisle temporarily. They have no money to eat. When they got up to salute, many people's stomachs growled.

Du Luo Ken called the hotel owner and ordered: "Prepare some bread and distribute it to the Desert Town residents outside." After finishing, he flicked a gold coin.

The hotel owner nodded and bowed, and said embarrassedly: "Sorry, noble guest, bread is relatively expensive, one gold coin is not enough."

"One gold coin is not enough? Is bread so expensive here? I didn't feel expensive when I bought fur just now?" Du Luo Ken was surprised.

He didn't feel expensive when he bought fur just now. One gold coin can buy food for a family of three for a year on the main plane. How can it be enough for these hundred or so people outside to eat a meal?

The hotel owner looked at him with a strange expression: "Our bread here is more expensive than fur. Grain needs to be transported from outside. Fish cakes are cheaper. How about changing to fish cakes?"

Chatting with the hotel owner, Du Luo Ken knew why the bread here is expensive. Grain is not produced here, and the materials for making bread need to be transported from outside.

On the contrary, local fish and fur are cheap because they are produced locally.

"So it is, but it's still expensive. The grain here is much more expensive than ours. One gold coin is only enough for a family of three to eat grain for a month." Du Luo Ken shook his head and said.

The hotel owner had a strange expression, like disdain but afraid of being beaten, and said: "You are a noble mage lord, maybe you won't plant grain. Grain yield is low, so it is naturally expensive."

"I won't plant grain?!" Du Luo Ken pointed to his nose and asked in disbelief.

He is a subordinate of the God of Planting, secretly practiced a sowing technique, and now someone actually said he won't plant grain?

At this time, Negris suddenly interjected and asked: "What is the yield per mu of grain?"

Ang's mouth opened and closed, cooperating with it, as if Ang was speaking.

"Back to the Lord, I heard that the grain yield in the south is a bit higher, the yield per mu can be about 120 jin, and the yield in the north is much lower, only 90 to 100 jin or so," the hotel owner responded.

"Pfft! How much?" Du Luo Ken and Negris sprayed in unison.

Staying by Ang's side for a long time, they are used to the yield per mu of more than a thousand jin. Hearing this number, they couldn't believe it.

Even if Ang is excluded, just talking about the grain yield of the main plane, the average is also about 400 to 500 jin, which is a gap of four or five times from the number the hotel owner said. This difference is too far.

The hotel owner didn't know what they were shocked by, and he was not a professional farmer, so he had to laugh and retire to prepare fish cakes.

Du Luo Ken came outside the hotel, asked those Desert Town residents, asked a circle, and confirmed one thing.

"The grain yield here is really only about a hundred jin. Oh my god, a ten-fold difference. Why is the yield so low? Can such a low grain yield support people?" Negris said.

"It shouldn't be. The warlocks here have even invented three-dimensional planting balls. Planting technology shouldn't be bad," Du Luo Ken still couldn't believe it.

Negris speculated: "Maybe it's just that the warlock's technology is good, but this world is in the hands of undead creatures. How bad is the planting technology of undead creatures? Look at the Great Sage and you will know."

"Why can't you look at the Lord?"

"This is a pervert, can't be a standard. Like the Great Sage's level, that is the level of undead creatures."

Far away in the Eternal Road, the Great Sage shivered, and hurriedly found an excuse to find the witch to hug.

Because this world is dominated by undead creatures, they are not keen on improving planting technology, leading to low grain yield per mu and expensive grain prices.

"So, planting grain here, with our technology, we will definitely be able to make a fortune," Du Luo Ken said.

Ang's eyes were glowing, and he nodded vigorously.

Negris scolded: "Damn it! Have some ambition! Planting land to make a fortune? If you want to make a fortune, find Silver Coin!"

Indeed, the God of Planting, the King of Alchemy, plus the God of Knowledge, came to a new world, but wanted to rely on planting land to make a fortune. This kind of thought makes people feel absurd when they say it.

Who on earth made Du Luo Ken into this shape?

Ang looked left and right, blinked innocently.

Because there was no room, Du Luo Ken had to spread out the fur in the corner of the hotel lobby, and with a light touch, the fur quickly turned into a soft texture in his hands.

"Alchemy is the art of materials. Whether it is turning stone into gold or gathering sand into a tower, you must first have stones and sand. As for how to refine them into suitable things, it depends on each person's technique. There are many techniques in this, which can become unpassed mysteries," Du Luo Ken explained while casting magic.

"Clap clap clap..." A round of applause sounded, and a low voice came from the direction of the door: "What a subtle explanation. I have never understood what alchemy is. Now listening to your explanation, I suddenly feel enlightened."

A person wearing soul armor, occasionally black gas overflowing from the armor, death aura filled, wrapped in armor, only the position of the eyes emitting two blue lights, walked in from the door and said in a deep voice:

"I heard that two noble guests came to the town. God Fall Town mayor, Firm Jian Gu Luo Ke, represents God Fall Town to welcome the two guests."

"Pfft! You are Firm Jian Gu Luo Ke?"

PS: Got up late, one chapter first.