The correct way to open the elf

Chapter 361 Mobile Kitchen
The iron army soldiers of the Golden City wiped out all the small noble territories in the desert in less than two months with overwhelming force and clearing out the holes.

It took two months, most of which was spent on the relocation of the Sand People and the thorough plundering of each small territory.

This kind of plundering, like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, has brought the Golden City back to life. As for how much of this liveliness is directed at cursing the Iron Army of Cattail City, it no longer matters.

Those who obey the rules of Cattail City will have a good life. As for those who don't, the human mercenaries who join the Golden City know best how to get people to "rush" to participate in the labor.

Esther Helmer is a halfling from the Helmer clan. However, when the patriarch of the Helmer clan, Alan Helmer, moved some of his clansmen to the outpost of the Great Wasteland, her family did not follow them but stayed in the Misty Moon Forest.

With the plane war imminent, Esther's family, under the persuasion of their patriarch, finally moved out of the Misty Moon Forest.

However, most of the garrisons in Xiangpu City were reserved for the families of soldiers and workers, and they did not get any residence quota in Xiangpu City.

But this is not a bad thing, because they have not lived in Cattail City for a long time and they have no idea of ​​its advanced nature.

Esther's family eventually moved to the new base of Cattail City in the Snowcap Mountains, which was more secure, and he got a job as a kitchen helper in a mobile kitchen with his wife.

Listening to the sound of silver coins colliding in the halfling chef's waist pocket and looking at him wearing decent clothes and looking energetic, Esther felt a little envious.

This is a ship kitchen converted from a steam battleship retired from Xiangpu City, and is stationed on the west bank of Lengshui River opposite Xiangpu City.

At this time, on the hillside on the west bank of Lengshui River, many dwarf and halfling workers were mining and chiseling stones.

The trees on the hillside had all been cut down long ago and made into various useful tools. The soil on the mountain had also been stripped off, and now a huge rocky mountain was exposed on the hillside.

Following the chef's instructions, Esther took out a wooden barrel from the bottom of the cabin that was a little icy due to the water temperature of the Lengshui River. She put a towel under it, carried it down the gangplank, and walked to the edge of the hillside not far away.

He put the wooden barrel on the wooden rack, took down an empty barrel from the rack, and carried it back to the cabin.

"The cold beer is here!" As the dwarf foreman shouted, many dwarves put down their pliers and hammers, picked up the water cups on the side and walked over.

There were three wooden barrels on a shelf, two of which contained cold mountain spring water, and only one barrel contained beer. This was a limited supply, and each dwarf could only get three rounds in half a day, one cup per round.

There is no other way. If there is no limit, the dwarves can turn the construction site into an open-air food stall and drink until they are drunk in the cool breeze blowing from the Lengshui River.

Esther put down the empty wine barrel and looked at his wife still peeling potatoes, feeling a little unhappy.

"What's wrong, Esther?" asked the halfling chef.

"My family reclaimed a small piece of land in the Misty Moon Forest. We thought we could get a bigger piece of land here, but we didn't expect to have to build boats every day to carry wine and cook for the dwarves."

The older half-ling chef put down the work at hand, picked up the water cup and took a sip, then said with a smile: "Why, isn't the Xiangxue rice fragrant?"

Fragrant rice accompanied with braised sea fish, my little one was so full of it that he rubbed his tummy and groaned. How could it not be delicious? !

"It's just... it's just not easy to do. Farming is more convenient."

The chef laughed: "Don't worry, it won't be long before not only you have no land to farm, but those halflings who have been allocated land in Cattail City will also have no land to farm."

Esther asked in confusion: "Why, didn't Lord Darren say that he had already divided those fields among us halflings?"

As an 'original halfling' who has watched Cattail City grow up, the chef knows a lot.

“That’s not what I meant. It’s just that Pupu City has already started experimenting with machine farming. A few days ago, when I was on holiday, I took my family over to watch the fun.

Those machines are really powerful. They are almost as big as our ships. They can plant ten ridges of land in one trip. Why do we need half-lings?

In the future, those halflings who own land should move into the urban area of ​​Cattail City and leave the farming to the machines so we don’t have to suffer any more.

But it is impossible to do all of them. After all, machines are not omnipotent. Machines cannot do the work of breeding in cattail fields.

In fact, as long as you are doing it well, it is an easy job. There is only a short period of time every day, and there are days off. You can earn a lot of money and you don’t have to worry about things in the fields. This is called guaranteed income regardless of drought or flood.

Now that you have money, you can buy whatever you want to eat. Fish and meat would be great!
You just aren't used to it, but it will be fine once you get used to it.

Don't stay at home after work. There's a square at the sub-base. Take the kids for a stroll. According to Lord Darren, that's how you enjoy life."

Esther nodded and asked, "What are you doing here? Why are you flattening the hillside?"

"This is not chiseling flat. When you went up to deliver the wine, didn't you see the two white lines drawn on the rock? This is to carve a canal here."

Esther asked, not understanding what was going on: "What's the point of digging a canal on the mountain? Do we have to dig it deeper than the Lengshui River?"

"It's not that deep, it only reaches the wooden frame. I heard it's a flood discharge channel, but I don't know how it discharges the flood. It's a new thing in Cattail City, who knows what else they'll come up with."

As they were talking, the dwarf foreman came in and said, "When is lunch?"

"Didn't you just finish a barrel of wine? Are you thinking about lunch already? Wait, dinner will be served in another hour." said the half-orc chef.

The dwarf foreman was just saying that casually; he was not here to see lunch. He walked to the side of the boat and pulled up a thin rope that was hanging on the side of the boat and one end was hanging in the water.

I saw a wine jug tied to the end of the thin rope that sank into the river, which was pulled up by the dwarf foreman and held in his hand.

"Alas, the alcohol quota for those guys is too small. I am embarrassed to argue with them. Tons, tons, tons!"

"There's no outsider here, so don't bother with that useless thing!" The half-orc chef glanced at the dwarf foreman.

"Burp~ It's so cool, so satisfying!"

The dwarf burped, then ran to the bottom of the cabin with the empty jug as if he was familiar with the place. He filled the jug with wine again, then closed the lid tightly, tied a rope, and threw it into the river with a "plop". Judging from his proficiency, this was definitely not the first or second time he had done this.

"What are you doing drilling and setting off blasts?" the half-orc chef asked casually.

(End of this chapter)