"In the Oak Valley, there was once a temple of ancient gods. Oak trees had a sacred meaning in Nord's myth. It is said that the temple was built of oak. The gods would board and observe the world. So the ancestors of Nord planted oak trees in the Oak Valley. Every year, the priests would pick acorns and make pastries and cakes to worship them to the gods."

Seanchi said, "Why did the oak tree disappear later?"

The old man glanced at Sean with a strange look and said sarcastically, "I'm going to ask you guys." As he said that, he closed the door without saying a word.

Sean was a little confused, us? What do we mean? He shook his head, speechless at the old man's attitude, and returned to the carriage with a bag of flour.

Next he went to the grocery store, Nordfordson's grocery store, which was very consistent with the word "miscellaneous". Almost everything was sold here, from hunting rifles, bullets, gunpowder, animal traps, to tools such as ropes, axes, crowbars, etc., cotton, linen, wool velvet and other fabrics, and even tobacco leaves, coffee and tea leaves, although the tea leaves looked very suspicious.

Sean bought a can of coffee first, and then asked the salesperson if he had any pocket watches sold.

He lost his pocket watch, and the biggest problem was that he lost the concept of time, which made Sean, who was used to planning his daily life according to time, very uncomfortable.

"Pocket watches? This is not a watch shop. Besides, few people in Nordfordson will buy pocket watches, but if you are willing to pay extra, I can sell my pocket watch to you."

The clerk said as he took out a steel pocket watch from his pocket. The case was a little rusty and tied with a bit of rusty steel. It looked a bit old.

Sean took it and fiddled with it for a few more times, then shook it in his ear, okay, at least he could leave.

"How much?"

"Five gold pounds."

Sean almost cursed. Although he was rich, he was not a sucker. This low-end pocket watch without any decorations could not even use a gold pound in Brighton. This was a robbery.

"You said it was in Brighton, but it was Nordfordson, and it was about to snow. Once it snowed, the road would be cut off. If you want to buy goods, you will have to wait until next year. But for everyone who is Brighton, you will be counted as four gold pounds."

Sean nodded helplessly after hearing this, looked at the shelves, and pointed to a large glass jar on the counter.

"Four gold pounds, and another bag of fruit hard candies, and the previous coffee."

Fruit hard candies are a perfect luxury in this era. They are packed in a huge glass jar and look colorful like glass balls, but no matter how expensive it is, they are nothing compared to four gold pounds.

The clerk agreed without hesitation.

Then, Sean set up a set of silver tableware and placed it in a glass cabinet, glittering and looking very high-end.

He was a little surprised, is this really silver?

"Of course," said the clerk: "This was the goods ordered by the unlucky mayor before, but he had an accident before the goods arrived. Now he could only put them here for ashes. The Nords have no habit of using silver tableware."

As he said, he suddenly seemed to react: "Sir, how did you buy it? With your identity and image, you must be a tasteful big shot. This set of tableware just matches your identity."

Sean has no special preference for tableware, but he still plans to buy it. He is going to find some "thank you" for himself.

In addition to being a gold and silver product, Sean thinks that the most important thing is emotion. Some things will naturally develop some emotion after being used for a long time. So he wants to buy some gold and silver products to accompany him, preferably plural. If he wants to summon treasure thieves again in the future, it will be useful.

This set of tableware feels very consistent with the standards, a lot of forks, spoons, and knives. How many times can it be summoned?

Originally, he didn't mind paying it easily, but the knife just now made him a little annoyed, so Sean deliberately pretended not to need it, forcing the clerk to cut the price twice, and finally sold it for six gold pounds. It was quite cost-effective for a set of sterling silver tableware.

Sean paid, held his pocket watch, packed tableware, and the small can of coffee, all stuffed into his pocket.

Carrying a small bag of fruit hard candies, I threw one into my mouth first. Not to mention, the taste is quite good. The edible flavors of this era have not yet been invented. The fruit flavor in this fruit hard candies should be a real 'fruit'.

When he returned to the car, he picked up the rabbit. The snow-white rabbit looked very cute, but he was a little unbearable and tried his best to break free.

Sean had to carry the rabbit's ears and let it climb in vain in the air until it lost its strength. Then he put it in his arms, stroking it while eating fruit hard candies.

After waiting for a while, he saw the group of children chasing and fighting again, and shook the kraft paper bag in his hand at the children.

The children stopped one after another and looked at the candy bag in his hand enviously.

"Children, do you want to eat candy?"

He asked with a smile, and the children showed a warning look. They looked at him with a hint of hostility in their smiles.

Sean knew why. The Brightons did not have a good reputation in Nordfordson. The people here depended on the Brighton merchants' economy, but they were always exploited and deceived by the Brighton merchants. Many young people went to Brighton to serve in the army and sent back money every year, but occasionally there were white deaths and pensions sent back together.

This made them love and hate Brighton people, and this complex emotion was also passed on to the children.

Sean didn't care either, so he took out the candies and distributed them one by one.

While giving out candy, he observed the expressions of these children.

The group of children grabbed candy one after another, and there was only a little girl with silver hair, staring at the rabbit in a daze.

The girl's white little face is very delicate, her big blue eyes are extremely innocent, and her short silver hair is a little messy. Sean rounds it up as a white hair control, and she really wants to go up and touch it.

He secretly praised in his heart, what a cute little loli.

He smiled friendly: "Do you want this little rabbit?"

The little girl nodded, with a look of desire in her eyes.

"Then I can give it to you, but after I took the little rabbit, I wouldn't have any candies. Are you willing to give up the candies for this little rabbit? This is a very sweet candy."

The little girl showed a look of struggle on her face, but she nodded again soon.

There is a chance! This is the pure soul. I would rather give up the temptation of delicious food for the sake of cute little animals.

He handed the rabbit over, and watched the little girl pick it up eagerly and stroked the rabbit's neck. In the midday sun, a cute little girl gently stroked a cute little white rabbit. Such a loving picture made Sean want to find a camera to shoot the picture, and he was almost sure that he had found the right person, and then - Gaba.

The rabbit's head was twisted 180 degrees by the little girl, and it was very unnaturally tilted to one side, and its eyes were about to protrude, and its tongue was sticking out of its mouth. It was so dead that it could not die anymore.

Sean was startled, "What are you doing!"

But the little girl looked at him with a strange look: "You said you gave me the rabbit!"

"I mean, why did you kill it?"

The little girl said for granted, "I want to take it back and bake it. How can I peel it if I don't kill it? You can't roast the fur together. A rabbit skin can sell for fifteen pennies."

This...Shawn has no temper at all. It seems that he is thinking too much.

The little girl didn't care so much. She took out a thin linen rope from her pocket, tied it to the rabbit's neck, and tied it to the belt around her waist. Only then did Sean notice that the little girl was anxious about a wolf-skin belt around her waist, and the belt buckle was made of two huge wolf teeth.
Chapter completed!