The Defeated Dragon

The footprints continued to the entrance to the castle and disappeared.

No one has noticed this, including the Knights of the Knights, who toured with heavy snow around the castle.

The castle's kitchen, Mrs. Abby's voice, can even be heard in the lobby. Butler Carter was wiping the light fixtures and the ornaments on the wall, listening to the sound and shrugging his shoulders.

“How can you tolerate her when she's always so rude?” Thomas mocked as he tidied up the stool in the lobby.

Carter doesn't like Thomas, not just because Thomas despises his authority as a butler, but because Thomas always likes to say bad things about others. He replied seriously: "Because she is Mrs. Abby, because the master loves to eat the delicious food she makes, and the servants like it. ”

“I suppose so. If it hadn't been for her cooking skills, she would have been fired by the master. ”

“That's not necessarily true. The master is a noble nobleman with a kind qualities, and he will offer Mrs Abby a new position. ”

“The master is too kind to his servants, and I say, Jesse, Tom and Irene should all be thrown away, they are nothing but waste. ”

“It is best not to let the master hear that everyone is doing their part, that they have not made mistakes and should not be called waste. ”

“Huh.” Thomas sneered, "could do better than any man! ”

As she was saying, Mrs. Abby's soprano suddenly appeared in the kitchen: "Damn Eileen, I'm letting you wash your dishes. I'll kiss your ass with my boots if I delay Master's dinner! ”

And then Irene argued out loud, "I'm washing beans, that's what you told me! ”

“Oh, yeah, you wouldn't be a little smoother, wash the beans and the dishes! ”

“Do you know how many beans, Maggie, you tell Mrs. Abby I think her eyes are old! ”

“God, are you rebelling, Irene! ”

The argument in the kitchen gave Thomas the material, and he snorted, "That's what you said, everyone is doing the business, and the truth is, waste is waste. ”

Carter ignored it, just said, "Are you ready for the table and chairs upstairs? Don't delay today's dinner. ”

“Tom and Jesse don't put tables and chairs? ”

“They're responsible for delivering food to town, so I'll give you the job. ”

“Hehe! ”

Thomas laughed, but went upstairs, he was just a personal butler and needed to follow the butler's orders.

But the quarrel in the kitchen didn't stop, Mrs. Abby was still in the hairdryer and growling, and Irene was still shouting back at Mrs. Abby. But the work in the kitchen was orderly, not stagnant because of the quarrel, and even the intern maid did her job, if nothing happened.

Everyone has gotten used to the strange relationship between Mrs. Abby and Irene, sometimes as enemies, sometimes as mothers and daughters.

Maggie got used to it.

She took the broom and swept up the rotten vegetable leaves on the ground, which could feed the serfs to the chickens.

“Maggie, do you want some?” The quarrel just stopped and Irene, the vegetable washer, suddenly pulled a dry peanut out of the corner and, like no one else, reached out to Maggie.

“No, Sister Irene, I have, I haven't eaten yet.” She also pulled a dry peanut out of the corner.

There are peanut plus workshops in town, where you buy many stripped peanut rice every day, and stuffed peanut rice is suitable for making a variety of peanut snacks, peanut butter for sale by the merchants. Pick the remaining dried peanuts and divide them into pieces to serve as snacks to the servants of the castle.

If you work in a castle, of course, there are benefits that are not available to ordinary people.

Irene put the peanuts in her pocket and said, "It's best to fry the peanuts. After dinner, Mrs. Abby leaves the kitchen and we can fry the peanuts ourselves. ”

“Mrs. Abby, no. ”

“Just don't let her find out, don't worry, I'll brush the pot clean, she won't find out. ”

“But, Mr. Carter, find, will, blame you. ”

“It's all right, just fry the peanuts in a pot, Mr. Carter won't blame you. He, like the master, never treats our servants harshly, even if I'm just a kitchen maid. ”

“Well, okay.” Maggie licked her lips and once she had fried peanuts, she loved this delicious snack, much better than a servant's dinner every day.

……

Bathroom.

Lister stands next to the bathtub and constantly measures the size of the bathtub and bathroom with a leather ruler.

Collecting the data, he went straight to the study, took out the thick paper, started writing drawings on it, and designed the so-called bathtub spa.

Little firedragons are not safe energy.

It's important to ensure that you can use it to heat it up while protecting it. This is a brain-draining design. The blacksmiths and carpenters in Flower Town definitely don't have the brains and insights to design a bathtub spa.

“It seems to be the three laws of thermodynamics, or something, that regulate the three properties of hot water - thermal convection, thermal conduction and thermal radiation, which are temporarily unusable, and thermal conduction and thermal convection are the most appropriate methods. Heat conduction allows the entire bathtub to be heated as long as it is heated somewhere in the bathtub. ”

Think. Think.

He felt a little confused, and the physics of junior high school was basically returned to the teacher.

But he knows a little, whether it's heating up from the bottom of the bathtub, so that the water converges, so that the hot water rises and the cold water sinks. Or to heat the water from the side of the bathtub so that it keeps passing to the other side, you need a tank isolated from the bathtub to heat the little dragon.

“The little dragon cannot be heated all the time, after the bath, the little dragon must be put away, so the volcanic glass can must be engraved immediately by the craftsman… When engraving, how the bubbles inside can be released is a hassle. ”

He held the table with one hand and bored the chair with his legs up.

Pick up another piece of volcanic glass.

Spread the Magic Eye and be prepared to observe the Fire Dragon Magic inside the bubble and think about how to work with the craftsmen to collect the Fire Dragon Magic.

However, when the Magic Eye unfolded, his eyes dropped against the window in the study, and he was suddenly frightened.

With his hands shaking, the volcanic glass was thrown away and the chair was thrown away.

Fortunately, he was flexible, a twist, restraining himself from dumping and holding the table steady.

Then force your gaze to move to the volcanic glass on the ground, instead of looking at the window position - because there, a magical figure emerges, leaning against the wall. As you can see, this is a woman with full breasts, holding her breasts in her arms, and her gaze seems to be staring at Lester.

The irresistible magic figure appeared in his study, which he thought was absolutely safe, with the unintended effect of scaring people to death.

Luckily, Lester masked his surprise with an awkward fall movement.

It didn't shock the magic figure. The other party just changed their posture and continued to lean against the wall, staring at Lester.

“What is it? What the hell is this?” Lister bent over, carefully picked up volcanic glass, forced herself to calm down, and thought about what this suddenly appeared magical figure was.

Wait for him to get up straight.

The panic after the shock has quickly calmed down, and the brain has regained its wit, immediately recalling the reward of the smoke mission - the thief who spyed on the Lord.

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