Alchemist’s Daily Life In Foreign World

It was getting light, and Edward walked out in his long khaki trench coat with a bun in his mouth. After being promoted, he wanted to treat himself with a good breakfast. But he remembered the idea of ​​building a car yesterday. There is a raw material that needs to be bought by himself, and it also depends on luck, so he took out two buns stuffed with beef and green onion from the space ring and ate while walking. I can't help but think that after a man is over 40, I really don't care if there is a sense of ceremony in life.

By the way, this space ring is really amazing. There is obviously no air in it, but it can ensure that things filled with air will not explode due to internal pressure. The buns are still hot when they are put in. It's also very hot now.

Is it true that time and space in the space ring have ceased, and even the heat has ceased to radiate?

Let’s design two experiments. Boil a pot of boiling water, fill it with thermometers, and put them in the space ring when all the thermometers reach 100 degrees, and then take out a thermometer every day to record the temperature changes.

Or buy two alarm clocks, one inside and the other outside, and compare them later.

Or put a bacterial culture dish into it, and after a while, count the number of bacterial populations, and so on. If you want to do this, you have to build a Microscope. It’s so troublesome... Say I don’t have a middle school education level? Where are so many whimsical ideas?

Just when Edward was thinking about it all the way, he had eaten the buns and walked out of the city gate all the way to the dock street parallel to the coast, where the customs and several major trading companies are located. When he passed by the door of a fishery shop with his back to the sea, he saw fresh fish and shrimps in front of the fish shop. Can't help but stop.

"This lobster is so big, how does Boss sell it? And that mackerel, it has to be about one and five meters long." Edward is plotting against this fish if he goes back, it can be wrapped with shaved meat. How many mackerel stuffed dumplings.

"A lobster is 30 copper, but on a scale. The mackerel is 5 copper a pound."

"What? When I bought the mackerel a few days ago, the mackerel was still 3 copper a pound. What about the pound? The price increase will not increase like this!"

"You also have to look at the size of the fish. The price of small fish more than 5 feet long. Do you treat me as a charity? "

"Fine, I won't bargain anymore. I want that fish and these two lobsters."

Said Edward waved away a dive Seagull coming down. If you pay for the fish, you have made a fortune anyway, so you don't care about the small amount of money. Edward's heart is filled with the happiness of the poor and rich.

Boss rolled the eyes at the aquatic product shop, and my heart said that I have such a real price, and you said it is like I have taken you so much.

"Does Boss have sea sausages?"

"What did you say? I have never heard of this."

"Forget it, it seems Stir-fried leeks with sea intestines can't be eaten." Edward murmured.

With the fish and lobster, he left the aquatic product shop Boss's sight. The mackerel was put into the space ring in a flash. But these two lobsters were still alive. Edward was cruel and strangled the two lobsters to death and threw them into the space ring.

Hundreds of steps forward, and I came to a Trading Company called Rainforest Trade. Although it was early morning, many people came in and out. The door is full of carriages that come to pull goods.

Edward dodged and avoided the porter who came out carrying the sacks, and stepped through the door of the Trading Company. The Trading Company is like a huge warehouse with a high roof, only a few lanterns are lit on the counter near Dock Street. The rays of light of the morning glow mirrored in from the glass window on the other wall of the Trading Company. Also reflected in the shadows of close and numerous masts and ships. From time to time, some people bring in goods from the dock on the back of Trading Company, and some people carry the goods out of the counter and put them on the carriage outside the door.

Edward came to the counter, and the old man who was settling accounts with the brightness of the lantern raised his head, and saw that he had curly gray hair, a clean beard, and a protruding aquiline nose. When I laugh, the nasolabial and crow's feet are very deep.

"Good morning, Mister Smith." The old man lifted the head and found that he was an acquaintance.

"Good morning, Mr. Gonzalez." Edward held up the hat he bought back to the new continent. This hat is neither like a cowboy hat nor a bowler hat from the old continent. Paired with his khaki windbreaker, he is alive from the detectives in previous American TV dramas.

"Lord Mage who wakes up so early like you are really rare. In my hometown of Ilya, at this time those Lord Mage should still be lying on the belly of beautiful girls..."

The old man smiled heartily, the peculiar tongue-rolling sound made people want to play the castanets and the guitar.

"You are joking, diligence and temperance are the precepts of a sorcerer, and I am an alchemist to learn... well, warlock." Edward swallowed the word apprentice again, the newly promoted repercussions. Just like the first few days of the year, the date of last year is always signed when signing.

"What are you going to buy this time?"

"It's still rubber, raw rubber." Edward said.

"Let’s see if there are any more. Now the Central Plains continent has an increasing demand for raw rubber. Many times they use steamships from the south to cross the stormy ocean directly in order to preserve freshness. Come here. On the contrary, there are fewer transshipment. And there are so many trees that produce gum. Now it is difficult to develop new forest areas. I heard that some merchants want to buy land to plant Rubber Trees on a large scale."

Mr. Sarres introduced the market while looking through the ledger.

"Oh, luck, you still have two barrels." The old man smiled and looked towards Smith. "You see the original price, okay?"

"Okay, I want it all."

"Andre! Move the two barrels of rubber from library No. 4 Come here!" The old man turned around and shouted.

When Edward was about to pay, he suddenly remembered something and said:

"Also, what I said last time. If you encounter any unidentifiable herbs or minerals, I Long-term acquisition here."

The old man thought for a moment, shook the head.

Edward paid and collected two barrels of raw rubber into the space ring and left the Rainforest Trading Company.

Back at the door of the house, Edward lifted the falling rolling door and prepared to open the shop.

The problem is here, if you start a business with full confidence and prepare to earn him hundreds of thousands this year, you will become a multi-millionaire on the first day of business. I feel that life has reached Peak, but what about the next day?

Edward doesn't bother to open a store to earn one or two Silver Coins a day.

"It seems that I have to find a clerk, or be a boss at ease." Edward muttered to himself. Doing experiments every day, is it not good for him to sleep late? I completely forgot what I said to Gonzalez: Diligence and temperance are the commandments of sorcerer.

At this time, the store door was pushed open, and the crisp and sweet bell rang.

"Are you Edward Mister Smith?" A middle age person wearing a deep blue uniform and carrying a large bulging leather bag across his back pushed open the door. There is his thin horse outside the door. Edward neglected the pegs when decorating, but the pegs are indispensable in this era. The thin horse was not chained, but it waited quietly for its owner there.

"Yes, please come in, Mr. Postman."

"Your special line mail. Please sign here!" Mr. Postman pointed to the blank space of the mail and said.

"What is dedicated mail?" Edward asked curiously?

"It is a special line for sorcerer, which will transmit letters or items of small weight and volume between the magic towers of the magic guild. For example, the mail you receive now is the third one by Ailand last night. The magic tower arrives at the magic tower of the White Eagle Magic Guild. It only takes a moment to deliver. The normal postal route takes one month for surface mail, and it takes about half a month for urgent mail."

The postman just wants it. Turned to leave, suddenly turned around and said to Edward who was opening the mail:

"If you want to use the dedicated line to reply, please mail it to the Magic Guild in person. I am only responsible for sending the letter. If you want to send a regular letter, please go to Flowers The post office at the cross street intersection. I am the postman Zebra in this district."

"I see, Mr. Zebra. Goodbye."

What a weird surname. Said.

Edward sent away the postman on a thin horse and opened the mail. The mail is packed in a large kraft paper document bag. The seal of the fire paint is the emblem of the Ailand Imperial Family Magic Academy.

After opening, there is a letter and a journal.

First pick up the journal and look at it. The cover of the journal is printed with the name "Contemporary Alchemist", and the back cover has the words Ailand Imperial Family Magic Press, and the chief editor of the Ailand Imperial Family alchemist committee.

Opening the first page is impressively printed: "Shocked, if you do not sound, you have amaze the world with a single brilliant feat, Ailand alchemist has solved the mystery of the millennium ruins."

Second The line is "Mr. Wilson was selected as the list of candidates for this year's Sage's Stone Award".

And the words "Mr. Wilson added as a preliminary member of the Imperial Family alchemist Committee" in the third line.

Edward turned back to the cover, and saw that the portrait on the cover was an impressive image of a middle age person on top of his head. Edward grinned, the painting was so handsome I didn't even recognize my mentor at first sight.

He took the letter. The cover says: Edward Mister Smith personally.

The content is:

Dear Edward:

When you receive this letter, I believe you have returned to White Eagle Dukedom. I can’t wait to and You share my good news. I won't talk about the specific content, and I will attach a copy of "Contemporary Alchemist" to share with you.

How are you at White Eagle Dukedom? It's hard to imagine how you conducted alchemy research in a place where there were no gas lamps. But I understand your love for your hometown, just as I love my motherland.

But alchemy knows no borders. I look forward to you being able to create great results in that difficult place. If you encounter any work and life problems, don't forget your mentor. I have a certain reputation in Ailand, especially in the alchemy academia, and can provide you with some help in your life and career. I look forward to your reply.

In addition: With the help of the family, the cement factory you suggested has started. But I encountered some confusion in the laboratory. If the cement is used alone, its performance cannot meet the military's requirements. You are a very spirituality student, and I look forward to your inspiring suggestions.

Sincerely,

Your mentor Wilson

After reading the letter from the mentor, Edward couldn’t help but smiled from the bottom of his heart. Someone gave a pillow when he wanted to fall asleep. It seems that the follow-up Meditation Method has been completed.