Chapter 398 Jiu'er: Is This Reasonable?

"Player Super Justice ()"

When Kafni and Salvatore were talking with Boface in ghost form in the elven ruins outside.

Lin Yiyi and Jiu'er are going on a non-stressful and non-exciting adventure in a nightmare.

- Or you can call it tourism.

"Is this the Skittles Simulator? I really love it."

Lin Yiyi complained.

In her hand she held a snack from the side of the road.

It is a kind of kebab with a similar taste to chicken or duck.

Each skewer is about the size of a palm, and there are about seven or eight pieces of meat—the kind with the meat and skin on.

The skin is slightly charred and even a little crispy. The flesh is firm and juicy, with a strange umami...and a subtle earthy smell.

The device used for barbecue is similar to the groove used for kebabs on the roadside, with many different parts of muscles placed on it, and the stall owner is a middle-aged uncle elf.

Of course, it is said to be "buy", but it did not cost money.

The two of them wandered around, and they came to a place similar to a food street-this is an octagonal square with four roads around it. When we got here, the flow of people started to increase.

And Jiu'er just stood in front of the stall, showing a little bit of "craving to eat", and was given five meat skewers by the enthusiastic stall owner. But he didn't talk about the price, and he didn't talk about money at all.

——He seemed to know the young lady played by Jiu'er, and affectionately called her "Little Nefri". As Jiu'er's bodyguard, Lin Yiyi was respectfully called "Miss Liuguang" by him.

After Lin Yiyi got the things, she looked around nervously, and then realized... It seems that there is a consensus here that there is no money for taking things.

I don't know if it's the humanistic tradition of the elves, or the special circumstances of this season... In short, when the elves around take away the snacks around, they don't give money at all.

They will all be very friendly and praise how good the food tastes, and then make an appointment to meet again at a certain time next time.

Rather than saying that these people are food festival vendors, it is better to say that they are friends gathering for dinner and cooking for each other.

So Lin Yiyi immediately praised the boss's craftsmanship.

Sure enough, the boss seemed very happy and chatted a lot with the two of them. Information such as the names of the two of them was also asked at this time.

"...The elves don't need money?"

Jiu'er was a little unbelievable: "Then how does the silver knight's trading concept come into existence? Are those 'Yaselan silver coins' all fake?"

"It's not necessarily that you don't need money at all. It's probably just that the elves don't need money inside."

Lin Yiyi had read the historical posts written by Longjing Tea.

She roughly understood the situation in front of her: "After all, in this period, the elves are still using spell power... They can say that they can have whatever they want, and there will be no shortage of supplies.

"But neither the Centaur nor the Yaselan people have access to spell energy technology.

"And the so-called [Atheran silver coins] are probably not used among elves..."

Before the elves came to the continent of Yasland, the native race of Yasland also had the concept of 'currency'.

Although the currencies of different countries and different races are not unified. Not to mention currency, even the concepts of language and many things are completely inconsistent.

It was after the elves entered Yatheran that they brought a unified language, writing and weights and measures. The concept of gold and silver currency should also be unified at that time.

The elves of the empire era are undoubtedly the masters of human beings. At the end of the third era, when the spell energy technology was developed to the limit, they didn't even respect the gods very much.

The elves and horsemen are in the minority in the entire Yaseran continent.

Even at the peak of the population, the combined elves and centaurs may not exceed one-tenth. And almost all of these elves live in the imperial capital... Those who live in the outside towns are quite rare.

The upper classes such as priests and high-ranking nobles are almost all elected by the elves... Even half-elves with impure blood may not be able to enter the upper echelons of the empire.

In a sense, Yaselan can indeed be said to be a colony of pure blood elves.

"However, although mantra energy can directly create items, it is not fabricated at will... A large number of items can only be exchanged with the same amount of mantra energy. Items that can be easily manufactured, such as food, should not involve As far as mantra energy... Raw materials, if not necessary, they will not be specially created."

"...Is that why there are a large number of craftsmen among the elves?"

Jiu'er suddenly realized: "Because I can't die from hunger, but I don't have access to high-level technology..."

"Simply put, it's enough to eat."

Lin Yiyi added: "That's why there are so many cooks on this street, and it's the same reason."

When they were in Noah and underground, they had seen a lot of elf crafts from the "Era of Empires". Even in terms of their aesthetics, these handicrafts are extraordinarily delicate, elegant, and gorgeous.

It was at that time that Jiu'er had some expectations for the elves... I always feel that this should be an extraordinarily elegant race.

Although "it turns out that elves also eat meat and drink alcohol", Jiu'er's illusions are somewhat disillusioned; but the fact that elves are all handsome men and beautiful women seems to be true.

The uncle who sells barbecue is also quite handsome. In terms of temperament, he is the type who feels like he can no longer grab the headlines if he changes his hairstyle...

"That uncle looks like he can sing rock and roll very well."

Lin Yiyi sighed.

"I remember that Miss Dove seems to know rock and roll."

Jiu'er whispered, "She used to play drums."

"Hey?!"

Lin Yiyi was shocked immediately: "Is there such a thing? Is she big enough?"

"it is true."

Jiu'er said with certainty: "I met Sister Dove when I was a child... She and my father are in the same band."

"Surprised...then shouldn't you call Aunt Dove?"

Lin Yiyi hesitated for a moment, thinking "They didn't start the live broadcast anyway", so she asked in a low voice: "How old is Dove? Tell me the number...I promise not to tell others."

"I actually don't know..."

Jiu'er muttered: "At least... At least thirty years old, right?"

"...But I believe you even when you say she is thirteen."

"That's called a beautiful girl of frozen age."

"But at least it was frozen until the seventeenth or eighth, not until the thirteenth or fourth..."

"Don't allow people to be short!"

Jiu'er suddenly became annoyed: "Damn it, why am I so short in my nightmare! Is this reasonable?!"