The correct way to open the elf

Chapter 83 Greetings from Feng Yu

Dick scratched his head awkwardly and said, "I...I...was distracted and didn't see the king."

"Don't say such stupid things again after you get off the boat!" Margery picked up a beautiful ceramic jar of salt, jumped off the boat, and walked towards the Elf King without paying any attention to Dick who was struggling to find a place to tie the rope.

Margery stood in front of the Elf King, touched his chest, looked at the king and his wife, and a young elven archer beside them, and said, "Respected King Minai, Queen, and Prince, Margery brings greetings from my mentor, the Great Sage Anthony..."

Margery wanted to say a few more polite words, but the elf prince next to him spoke: "Master Margery, you should show the salt to my father first, I think he can't wait any longer.

Ever since I learned that Xiangpu City could provide salt, my father has been thinking about it for a long time. Knowing that you would be here today, my father brought us here early to wait for you."

After hearing what the Elf Prince said, Margery hurriedly presented the ceramic jar she was holding.

The Elf Prince stepped forward, gently took the exquisite jar, and looked at the pattern on it. Thanks to the elven ceramic masters' pursuit of aesthetics, they have now developed a glaze that can draw lines and colors.

The prince took the jar from Margery, and the Elf King returned Margery's greeting and asked, "Margery, how are Teacher Anthony and little Nicole?"

"The mentor is very good. When I came back, he and the halfling chief were busy making arrangements for the halflings who stayed in the Cattail City camp! As for Nicole, she is still teaching the children with magical talents."

The Elf King nodded politely, looked at Prince Hill who was holding the jar and looking at it again and again, and reached out to take the jar.

Prince Hill said, "Father and mother, look, isn't the pattern on this jar a picture of the Acacia Valley in the Misty Moon Forest?"

The princess took a look and said, "Indeed, but you should quickly give the jar to your father."

"Let me hold it for you to see. It's quite heavy. Margery, how do you open this jar?"

Margery stepped forward and opened the lid. The elf prince took a look inside and said, "What white salt! Look, father and mother."

The Elf King looked at Prince Hill's lowered salt shaker, carefully pinched out a handful of salt from it, and placed it in his palm.

Salt particles without anticoagulants appear to have a warm jade texture and are very crystal clear in the sun. When many of them are gathered together, they appear very white.

The Elf King picked up a grain of salt and put it in his mouth, feeling the salt slowly dissolving in his mouth. The Princess and the Prince also reached out to take some and tasted it.

Prince Hill took a big bite, then quickly unscrewed the water bottle at his waist and took a big gulp of water.

"It's so salty, saltier than the goblin salt."

The Elf King nodded and said, "Yes, it is very pure, without any impurities."

The princess said, "It has a clear, rocky taste. Isn't this salt made from seawater? How come it tastes almost the same as top-grade mineral salt? It just lacks the bitterness of mineral salt, so it tastes better."

Margery said: "That smell is because the salt is made from seawater. In order to remove the toxins in it, it has to be filtered and blended with many materials, and rock powder is one of the materials."

The Elf King asked, "Is that troublesome? Why did the letter from the Great Sage say that the yield was very high?"

Margery said, "Because the humans on that foreign continent built a salt pan that was nearly ten miles long and wide, and hired countless halflings and dwarves to make salt together, the output is not small."

The Elf Prince was surprised and said, "Moon God, if it's ten miles long and wide, wouldn't it be impossible to see the other end from one end?"

"Yes, it is very big. After the salt field was built, I stood on the surrounding arrow tower and looked down at the entire salt field. It was very spectacular. The salt workers working in the distance could not be seen clearly."

The Elf King asked, "Are the salt drying jobs done by halflings and dwarves?"

Margery nodded and said, "There are elves, but very few. The work in the salt pans is very hard."

The Elf King nodded silently, understanding the difficulties mentioned in Anthony's letter.

At this time, Dick also remembered Feng Yu's instructions, and took a dwarf with him, carrying a large wooden box, and squeezed through the elves and halflings and came to the open space in front of the Elf King.

Dick raised his hand and performed a dwarven gesture. He did not shout as he usually did, but said in a muffled voice, "Respected King Minai, Dick Copperhammer, the patriarch of the Copperhammer clan of the Dwarf Kingdom, greets you."

The Elf King returned the greeting and said, "Hello, Dick, thank you for the help of your Bronze Hammer Clan to the Cattail City camp."

"This is what a dwarf should do. Respected King Minai, I have brought you a gift from Darren Fengyu."

After that, Dick opened the box, revealing the dry straw inside. He pushed the straw aside, revealing the porcelain that was carefully placed inside.

"This is a set of porcelain made with craftsmanship from a foreign continent, including tableware and wine utensils. Darren Fengyu wishes you good health. This is a small gift from him. Please accept it, King Minai."

The Elf King said, "Is it the visitor from the alien continent?"

"Yes."

Prince Hill picked up one of the cups and looked at the exquisite cup with mysterious patterns painted on it. He was amazed and pointed at the patterns and asked, "Is this the text from another continent?"

"No, Darren said that this kind of pattern is called cloud pattern in his hometown. It is just a decorative pattern."

“What a magical place, it can make such beautiful things.”

"Is that the Elf Rifle you're carrying on your back?"

Dick shook his head and said, "This is a dwarven rifle. The elven rifle is longer than this."

Before the prince could ask anything else, the princess said, "Well, why don't you quickly arrange for the elves to help the guests move their belongings to the camp area? Is this a place for chatting?!"

With the help of the elves, the supplies were quickly unloaded from the ship. Margery, Dick and others also came to the residence of the elven king, which was located on a large stone platform on the mountainside.

If Feng Yu were here, he would definitely not step onto this smooth stone platform. He had a psychological trauma towards the stone platform. However, he would definitely complain about the wooden building on the stone platform. How could a pile of broken wood be the residence of a king? You elves are probably just trying to be pitiful!
The Moonlit Forest was still in the season between winter and spring, and the grass and trees on the sunny slopes were just beginning to sprout. Naturally, there was nothing good to treat Dick to. Even Margery, who had been accustomed to eating Chinese food in the camp during this period, secretly curled his lips when he saw the food that the Elf King had treated them to.

(End of this chapter)