Dressed As a Magic Jellyfish [Western Fantasy]

In the next few days, Mo Ye didn't know how much trouble her behavior caused to the neighborhood, how many people were drooling after smelling the smell of her fish soup, and even some people would stay nearby at their meals...

Marcia's folk customs are very bold. Although no one dares to come directly to ask for advice, it's okay to pretend to hang out and smell the smell.

On this day, the same milky white fish soup, the foam’s mental power was used extremely accurately. She took a chair to the kitchen and sat in a chair leisurely. The material floating in front of her was in accordance with her thoughts under her invisible control. Fly into the stoneware pot automatically.

She doesn't need to do it herself, to perfectly reproduce the taste of fish soup made by Mo Ye.

After this pot of mellow fish soup flew onto the table very fluently, the foam followed behind and looked at Mo Ye with wide eyes. She would have been praised by Mo Ye a few days ago, and today should be no exception.

Mo Ye sat at the table and looked at the pot of fish soup. She smelled the scent, still scented, but she felt that she couldn't drink it anymore.

Mo Ye sighed secretly, she barely put up a smile and touched the head of the foam. With a look of joy in the foam, she closed her breath and drained the fish soup that the foam had handed over.

"I did a good job today. It's a lot of work, frothy..."

Foam did a very good job, but the problem was that Mo Ye didn't want to drink fish soup anymore. She was tired of drinking fish soup. She was really not good at this fish soup for three meals a day.

Ord and Foam are not picky eaters, but one of them has never eaten such delicious food, and the other has never eaten any food...

After barely making do with this meal, Mo Ye didn't think it could go on like this!

She wants to eat meat, vegetables, and stir-fried vegetables in an iron pan. She no longer wants to use bread as a staple food, and she does not want to eat fish soup, she wants to eat rice...

Mo Ye stood up, and under the puzzled eyes of Ode and Foam, she strode up the steps to the second floor very purposefully. She was about to return to her room.

It is difficult but not impossible to get these.

This world also has plants similar to her original world, and rice and all kinds of plants that can be used as vegetables also exist.

But the problem is that Christon is a country with a plain and sandy texture. Most plants that require soil to grow cannot survive here. Most of Christon’s food is simple drought-resistant crops.

In Marcia, these simple crops are hard to get fresh. Most of them are flour transported from the royal caravan, and they can only be made into various breads and cakes.

The reason is that in addition to the city of Marcia itself, the famous Mobu Plain lies on the periphery.

All kinds of beasts appear in the Mobu Plain. In addition to the safe passages, there are frequent incidents of beasts attacking humans. If edible crops are grown here, the end result is that they will be destroyed and eaten by beasts before they have grown.

Marcia's people's livelihood is extremely dependent on the Rhine, and the only food available for self-sufficiency here is the fish from the ocean.

The food that Mo Ye wants needs to be purchased at a high price from the caravan in Rhine, and more vegetables she wants need to be paid at a higher price, transported from Pele, the fertile forest country to Rhine, and then delivered from Rhine. here.

"Let's wait for the caravan from Bailey to buy some more seeds. I will try to see all by myself..." Mo Ye said to himself.

Just set up a piece of land near Marcia and planted it by herself. She, a magician, wouldn’t be afraid of the group of beasts. If there is a shortage of water, she has the ability of the water system...

Well, her villa can also be built in one piece, although there is no news about the infrastructure materials she wants.

Mo Ye sits in front of a small table in her room. The tabletop is covered with a dark yellow leather roll. Mo Ye holds a charcoal pencil and draws a semicircular iron pot on it, along with a matching frying spoon and shovel.

After painting, she rolled up the leather roll and prepared to go to her destination, the only blacksmith's shop in Marcia.

Vegetables still need to wait for the arrival of the caravan, and meat still needs to wait for the return of the hunters in the Mobu Plain.

Now what she wants to do is to make an iron pan. She doesn't want to eat fish soup, but she can still try fried fish.

She went downstairs again, and the foam that had cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks was in front of the kitchen, using mental power to control the dirty dishes and the dishcloths rubbing against each other. She heard the voice sticking out her head and saw Mo Ye walking directly outside. She asked with some doubts: "Mom. ,where are you going?"

"I'll go to the smithy opposite, I have something to build." Mo Ye replied as he walked.

Hearing that she didn't intend to go far, the bubble also retracted her attention. If her mother was going to other places, she would definitely follow.

Mo Ye walked out of the gate, and the blacksmith's shop was not far from here, as long as she walked over the wooden bridge built on this canal, and walked a few more steps.

She stopped suddenly.

It's not right, today is not a special day...

Taking this house as the center point, some dense crowds cast their sights on her for the first time, and the strange sights of hundreds of people made her feel extremely wrong, but there was no premonition of danger at all.

Mo Ye raised his head and subconsciously met the gazes of some people. Those people moved away the moment they met Mo Ye. Mo Ye just saw a strange look on their faces, perhaps a little bit cautious. ?

Mo Ye directly retracted the step he took and closed the door directly. At the same time, a group of people mingled outside the door, sighing together.

The sound of a single sigh is easy to be ignored, but the sighs of more than a hundred people can be heard clearly by Mo Ye, who has already closed the door.

What the **** is this...

"Odd, do you know what's going on outside the door?"

Odder will go out these days, if this kind of weird situation did not appear today, Odder will definitely find something.

Odder heard Mo Ye’s question and couldn’t help but sighed. He explained: “I know that they would gather around our house at the meal a few days ago. I also asked why they did this. Do…"

Speaking of this, Odder showed a look that couldn't bear to look directly, he twitched the corners of his mouth, and replied slightly embarrassingly:

"They said our food was so fragrant, they couldn't help it."

There was silence.

"Just for this, they surrounded my house..." Mo Ye was also embarrassed. Marcia's people were really too enthusiastic and unrestrained, and they could keep the meal every day just for one dish. A squat in front of a magician's door...

Mo Ye didn't like being watched. She thought about it and went back to her room to write down a short version of the recipe for this fish soup. The original recipe had some more expensive materials. After she removed these materials, The taste of the fish soup will definitely be different, but not too much.

Then he handed the recipe to Odder, and told him: "Wait a moment, you give this recipe to everyone outside, just spread it to them, so they won't come again."

"Miss Nightingale, such a recipe should be worth a lot of money, just give it to them?"

Odder felt a little pity in his words.

"Very valuable? Can you sell it for a hundred gold coins?"

"...It should not be possible."

"That's not enough, I still look down on this little money."

The wealthy Mo Ye directly waved his hand and let Odder go to work.

Odder answered, opened the door and went out. He shouted to the group of people: "I know why you are here. This time Miss Nightingale forgive your rude behavior, and graciously decided to give you what you want. I give it to you without restricting how you can use it."

At the same time, he raised the leather roll in his hand for everyone to see.

"This is a new dish created by Miss Nightingale, fish soup."

"Before this, I have to warn you, this kind of rude behavior is best not to repeat, you don't want to try the anger of a magus lord." Odder took the means of both grace and power, and he frowned. The crowd around here, with their slightly scared expressions, secretly relieved and felt that they had handled it very well.

"Okay, I'm done with what I should say, now I will write down the recipes one by one, thank Miss Nightingale for her kindness and generosity."

As the crowd whispered hesitantly, the first person who tried to read the recipe finally came out. He shouted: "Thank Miss Nightingale!" Then he relaxed and leaned in front of Odder to read the recipe in his hand.

His actions gave those who hesitated some confidence in the back, and then the second, third...

The crowd around Odley three out of three circles constantly praised Mo Ye with words:

"Thank Miss Nightingale!"

"Miss Nightingale is such a wonderful person!"

"Miss Nightingale is kind-hearted!"

Starting today, Marcia’s daily food has an extra stewed fish soup.

This delicious food from the hand of a kind-hearted wizard, quickly spread to the Rhineland, and quickly swept the country, becoming the favorite food of all the citizens of Christon, and it also has a trend of spreading to foreign countries!

Among the many rainbow farts, Mo Ye shifted her position slightly. She turned away from the crowd and crossed the wooden bridge to the gate of the blacksmith's shop.

The forging furnace in the smithy is burning vigorously, and a sword body that has not been built is randomly placed next to it. On the other side of the wooden frame, there are several weapons and iron tools that have been built.

Mo Ye circled around, but there was no one in the blacksmith shop. Where did the blacksmith go?

It suddenly occurred to her that this blacksmith should also go to Ode to pick up the recipe. She turned her head and looked at the crowds on the other side of the canal. After waiting here for a long time, she saw the master of the blacksmith's shop approaching here with a smile on her face.

"Praise Miss Nightingale!" he yelled cheerfully as he walked.

As Miss Nightingale herself, Mo Ye didn't feel ashamed at all. She turned a deaf ear to these rainbow farts. It was the blacksmith Saiqi who saw the waiting figure standing in front of his smithy, and was immediately taken aback.

This young girl has extremely long blue hair, and orange-red eyes that are like flames. Her face looks beautiful and weak. She is wearing a sea-like dark blue dress and a short gray mage robe. .

As soon as Saiqi saw this conspicuous color scheme, he immediately recognized that this was the Miss Nightingale he was still praising just now!

"Are you Miss Nightingale, I'm sorry you have been waiting for a long time, I just got the recipe from Mr. Odder..." Saiqi said again, "Thank you for your generosity. I can finally have a good meal today." Now, Miss Nightingale!"

With a smile on Mo Ye's face, he accepted Saiqi's words of praise for her, and nodded gently. She passed the leather roll in her hand to the senior blacksmith so that he could see the pattern on it clearly.

"I need you to help me make these, iron pots."

Saiqi carefully looked at the drawings again, and the shape of this iron pot was fairly simple, which was not a problem for him.

"Yes, I can make it. But such a wok has a lot of consumables and cost. After all, this size is enough for me to build two long swords..."

Having said that, Saiqi hesitated for a moment, and thought of the recipe he had just obtained, so he gritted his teeth and decided to give Miss Nightingale some discount. He said painfully, "If you really want to build this iron pot. , I won’t charge your forging fee..."

"No, I am not short of gold coins." Mo Ye directly rejected Saiqi's offer. She then asked: "How much do you need? Don't reduce the forged gold coins. Give me the full price."

She doesn't like taking advantage of others, and she is not interested in other people's inexplicable gestures.

"Well... the forging cost only needs 1 gold coin, but for the consumables, the iron pan and a few small pieces add up to 50 gold coins. If there is still iron ore left in the end, I will refund you a part of the gold coins." Saiqi's price is simply sky-high for civilians.

Mo Ye gave out 50 gold coins without any hesitation. Saiqi was also relieved by this generous appearance. He quickly accepted the gold coins and said to Mo Ye:

"I will give priority to making your iron pots and small pieces. It will take about 5 days. You can pick them up in 5 days!"

"I see." Mo Ye nodded to him, and then left.

In 5 days, you will be able to eat stir-fried vegetables in 5 days.

Mo Ye thought of this, and instantly felt hopeful for the three meals a day in the future!

The author has something to say: The settings here are:

The iron ore veins in this world are restricted. The big mines are in the hands of the country, and the small mines are in the hands of the nobles. The higher the status, the less the restrictions. For the common people, iron is unattainable, except for those with channels. You can't get iron. The things made by the blacksmiths here are not sold to ordinary people, but purchased by the nobles. The price of iron ore bought by the blacksmiths is high by the nobles, and the selling price is naturally high.

Iron is really not worth the price, but the iron ore of the nobles is so expensive, when they buy back more expensive swords, armor tools, they will also show off for spending more gold coins... civilians don’t need it. He who lifts the iron, the blacksmith himself can’t afford it

This world is a factor of the supremacy of magic. Magic materials are monopolized by magicians, and most resources are monopolized by high-level personnel, so the technology tree cannot be climbed up. You can imagine that if you build a lighter and set it on fire, and others report that you violated the authority of the magician, you will be burned... If you pick up a piece of iron ore and fail to hand it in, you will become a rebel who despises the majesty of the nobility and will be subject to Hanged...

Copy the words I replied to a reader lady below to prevent anyone from being puzzled!

Thank you also for another young lady who reminded me that the author has something to say here to write down the settings!