The food of Tianji Province, if a troll comes to taste, is still very appetizing. After all, even carrion can be eaten. Lu Zhengkang's pursuit of appetite has been very indifferent, but he knows in his heart that this is not the delicious food he recognizes.

Everyone has a deep taste system in his memory, which is often included in the inheritance. Naturally, Lu Zhengkang also has many.

Sitting in the room of the tavern, Lu Zhengkang chewed the roast mutton which was burnt on the outside and dry inside, and flipped through the books.

This is an introductory book of common language and a reference book of enlightenment level. He turns it very fast and reads ten lines at a glance. Jonas took the wooden soup bowl in his hand, put his mouth close to the bowl and drank it gently. His posture was a little decadent. There were faint black circles under his eyes, and his brown eyes were full of joy.

Lu Zhengkang looked at it again, because there was no teacher to teach pronunciation, so he just relied on guessing to identify it.

This kind of book is very rough, the content is not full and accurate, not even a phonetic alphabet, it will definitely make learners feel miserable.

What's more interesting is that Lu Zhengkang saw a lot of Jonas's own annotations, that is, using simple sentences to describe the meaning of words, which is a very useful learning method.

The books Jonas prepared for Lu Zhengkang are all good things. Although there are only three magic books, the rest are linguistics books, simple history, magic overview and so on, they are all high-quality goods with intensive information.

Frost bite, a Book of destruction department, is air-cooled.

This is a Book of enchantment, which is a necessary book for mages to fight each other.

It's a healing book of the Department of rehabilitation. It's used to treat injuries and diseases It can't be cured, but if you can go to the temple and pray for yourself, generally speaking, the Holy Spirit will cure you.

Lu Zhengkang is satisfied with the three piece set of novice magic. Then he rubbed his nose across the towel, a little itchy.

"Don't you like it, sir?"

"I like it very much. Haven't you had a good rest recently?"

"No way. I sleep soundly every day."

Jonas actually helps the elder martial brothers and sisters every day. He runs errands for all the mages. He is too busy to touch the ground. In the evening, he studies by himself and works hard.

"Sleep for a while, wake up and I'll see if your swordsmanship has improved."

The Brighton boy's smile froze.

"When Of course, progress... "

"That's good!"

It's over.

Next, Jonas finished the soup with a stiff face, and then lay on his side, head in, motionless in the troll's suspicious eyes.

It's really over.

He felt like he was going to be executed.

Patronize the study, forget to practice martial arts, this is not to show?

The wood on the wall is full of oily patterns. The edge of the wood is sharp and dazzling after being split by the axe. The gap between the two pieces of wood is dark, just like a shadow like mud. The yellow light and shadow are shaking. Noisy and soft gibberish is closed in every room of Xiao's tavern. The crazy look is confused in the wine bottle and the fire of wood and stone. Everything becomes warm and beautiful Comfortable. The shadow of troll on the wall is a huge and thick lump, which is stretched and bent. This kind of scenery is actually good.

Jonas comforted himself that even if he was angry, he would never break my leg

Then he went to sleep.

When he woke up, he put two bowls of soup and two pieces of steak on the table again.

Clear and refreshing tomato egg soup, with yellow and wrinkled scallions floating on it, and a little chopped pickled vegetable root.

The chops are cut, juicy, with a little sauce, brown red sauce, and rooted along the crevices of the meat.

"Eat, eat enough, go out and practice."

Jonas nodded slowly, looking happy and miserable.

"Don't make faces. Have a good meal."

"It's delicious!"

"I know."

"You did it, sir?"

"Well."

"Sir, that's what it is

"Usually it's really that powerful."

Lu Zhengkang finished his share and put down his knife and fork in silence.

The taste is naturally good, but the materials and tools are really bad. The finished product is not the taste in memory.

The whole production process has been watched by the hotel owner, who now knows it himself. Of course, the boss is a kind man. In the future, there will always be a room for Lu Zhengkang in the tavern, which is free and valid for life.

When the troll leads Jonas out, many guests are already enjoying the juicy steak, but they are not used to the light soup. Anyway, the difference in diet structure is very common. The boss cheered: "here comes the gourmet!"

We applauded and cheered for Lu Zhengkang, then toasted and started the new day's noise. The whole process was just to find a place for everyone to have a good time and start to enjoy themselves.

Funny, the troll muttered, "let's go."

When you leave Dongbao, you can see from all directions. The main road faces north and south. In the west, there are steep cliffs and the sea of the dead. In the East, there are many mountains. Dongbao is actually located on the mountainside. The altitude is not low. It's hard to imagine how the tsunami that destroyed this place hit the earth."Run for a while and warm up." Troll's step is light, three or two steps into the snow, Jonas clenched his teeth, also ran.

By the way, Lu Zhengkang taught him how to regulate his breathing and walking speed, and how to deal with the rugged terrain. Many things are not necessarily useful, but it has to be said that accumulation is always a process.

After running slowly for a few miles, Jonas was sweating all over and completely resisted the chill. Lu Zhengkang was about to stop. A big white bear turned out from the mountain road ahead.

"Good guy, I want to die." Lu Zhengkang took down the huge axe, threw the bear skin behind him to Jonas to keep warm, grabbed the handle of the axe and rushed over.

The troll's hood is flying in the wind, showing three ferocious eyes. The cold, vicious and murderous air is born with it. The white bear is just waking up from hibernation, hungry and crazy. Otherwise, he would not be brave enough to challenge such a strong man.

Sure enough, the bear was dizzy with hunger and broke his stomach as soon as he saw it.

The taste of killing makes Lu Zhengkang feel very calm.

"Sir, it's really good."

"I know."

Looking to the right, there is a mountain pass, which can lead to the high hillside. A towering arch shows a huge shadow in the snow.

The tavern said that there is an altar near here. Many foreign tourists come here either for Dongbao college or for the altar.

"I know here, Azura altar!"

Lu Zhengkang squinted. I remember that.

Azura, one of the demons, is the most famous one among many titles.

In addition, the appearance of the dark elves is precisely because their predecessor changed into elves, which made Azura angry, and then cursed them into what they are now.

Interesting.