Chapter 461

The villages in the valley usually have little contact with the outside world. Although the outside world has changed to another country, it seems that there is not much change for them.

The only difference is that the mountain bandits who used to collect rent occasionally are gone, and there is a tall bulletin board in the middle of the village.

After entering the village, the caravan first found the head of the village, explained his idea of staying, and paid an inexpensive lodging fee. Then the head of the village pointed out to them where the mountain spring was, and then warned them not to break into the villagers' houses and fields, and then ignored it.

"I feel that the villagers are quite indifferent."

Sitting by the warm fire, the shadow of the old man, Mila said to Lorraine hill.

"Maybe it's the past experience." The girl strung up the cut apples and put them by the campfire, ready to bake them hot.

"Let me do it, miss." Mira watched Loran Hill do it herself and wanted to help.

"No, it's not particularly troublesome." The girl shook her head and looked at the people by the campfire.

Now there are several campfires in the open space. A group of people are sitting around the campfire. They use the fire to dispel the chill of the night in the mountains, dry the wet clothes in the day, and there is a smell of meat in the distance.

"Those guys are cooking salamander meat. I'll bring it to you."

Compared with ordinary meat, the meat of this salamander is tough, and a group of people cooked it for a long time to make it mature.

Soon after, Mila came over with a small white porcelain bowl filled with light powder boiled meat slices.

"Maybe it's a little hot." Mira reminded.

Lorraine Hill tasted a piece first, and the cooked meat tasted good, but there was nothing special about it.

Then, as most of the meat was cooked, others began to eat it. In this long journey, although the food was not bad, we still didn't eat much fresh meat.

After initially filling the hunger in the belly, the members on one side chatted slowly.

"Hello, we are members of Lake chamber of Commerce“

Several members of the lake chamber of Commerce chatted with the ragtiss chamber of Commerce.

At first, they thought that they were rescued by several high-quality adventurers, but after some explanation, they found out that they were "specially" hired guards by the lagtis chamber of Commerce.

As the saying goes, when you say a lie, you need countless lies to round it.

After being entangled by the chamber of Commerce of lake, they began to try their best to explain why.

"We prefer to stay in such a caravan because the eldest lady of the lagtiss chamber of commerce is a good person." I didn't know that Lorraine hill, who had been haircut, was talking to someone on the other side.

"What's your business?" The girl turned her head, slightly leaning down, and asked the girl curiously.

The girl has light brown skin and two slender braids on her ears.

"We sell everything. We don't buy too much on certain goods." The girl explained that she was the granddaughter of the leader of the caravan and had been with the caravan since childhood.

"We travel among the villages in the mountains all the year round. The people who live here don't have much money and don't buy too many things we don't need. So we bring some things in all aspects, and basically don't sell big things."

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"Because the competition can't compete with the big chambers of Commerce, we can only find some hidden villages in the mountains and do some businesses that others don't like. Although the profits are meager, there is no competition, so it's still stable“

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"Do you mean the westerly wind? We basically don't take the main road, so we don't have to pay any tolls. At present, clancia is much better. There is no need to make a detour

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"Mountain business, of course, will point to martial arts and self-defense means, but to deal with such a Warcraft, or too hard."

After a conversation, Lorraine Hill also slowly understood the lifestyle of these people. They lived in no fixed place, and the caravan was their home. They wandered around for a living.

With the deepening of the night, after a group of people have had enough to drink, they gradually enter the tent to rest. Of course, a small number of people will take turns to watch the night and guard the camp.

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The next day, early in the morning.

Lorraine hill, listening to the sparse noise outside, woke up from the tent blanket. She rubbed her eyes and stood up, her golden hair falling from her shoulders like silk.

Looking at Mila, who was still sleeping, she touched the pair of fluffy rabbit ears curiously. Mila's ears flicked gently and separated from her fingertips, revealing the light pink outline covered by fluffy.

No longer bothering the sleepy rabbit eared girl, Lorraine Hill dressed, put on her coat, and walked out of the tent.

It seems that this small group of people of Lake chamber of Commerce got up very early. They called the mountain spring water beside the village, washed for a while, and began to decorate some things.

Looking at their movements, Lorraine Hill went over to find out the purpose.

"Good morning, miss leicia." The light brown girl I met last night said hello with a smile.

"Good morning. What are you doing“ Lorraine Hill blinked.

"Well, it's for the show." The girl explained.

They not only sell some things, but also perform some talent performances, such as playing the piano, singing, dancing, ring of fire, throwing rings and so on, just like the circus in girls' memory. But these people don't have money for special animals.

"The performance can earn some extra income and attract the attention of the villagers, so we can sell our things."

Compared with the big chamber of commerce where Lorraine Hill used to stay, small groups like Lake chamber of commerce also have their own means of survival.

"I see." Lorraine Hill nodded thoughtfully. It seems that such a small caravan can't be underestimated. They can survive and naturally have a unique way to adapt.

As the time approached 10 a.m., a sound of gong sounded, and then a small stage was set up in the center of Lengquan village. A simple and small performance was performed in this remote village.

After listening to the music, the lively villagers slowly gathered around and watched the people dressed strangely perform various skills.

"The mysterious witch who Prys into everything will untie the veil of destiny for you today."

A big man with white paint on his face waved a sign in his hand, and then solicited villagers to enter a dark purple tent. Under his explanation, as long as he presented a few coins, he could get the instructions of the Witch and know his fate.

"This is a chance once in a blue moon. This witch has always been haunted. Even the people in our caravan don't know her origin. Sometimes she disappears, sometimes she appears, like an old man or a young girl. She only tells the fate of those she recognizes."

With this person's explanation, a onlooker of villagers also curiously probe, looking at the unknown and mysterious purple tent.