Durin's Diary

Chapter 974 Qipengying

"Mr. Dulin drank quite a bit yesterday; he only woke up when the sun was high in the sky."

Upon seeing Dulin enter the garden with his forehead covered, Chief Ping smiled and said...

"Don't even mention it. Yesterday, over a hundred young members of the Pang family lined up to pay their respects to me. I've completely forgotten how I even fell asleep." Du Lin covered his forehead. His memory only went back to returning to the Candle Dragon Pavilion and pushing open the door to his room. After that, he had no memory of anything else. Anyway, he slept until now and found that his clothes had been changed, his body had been washed, and even the downy fur on his dragon tail seemed to have been washed and blown on, making it exceptionally soft.

"Your tall daughters helped you wash and carry it back." Chief Ping said, smiling as he fanned himself with a palm leaf fan. "Everyone said that Grand Tutor Pang went to the Golden Palace full of energy today, and they are all curious about what kind of elixir you gave him."

"No elixir, just a few fruits." Du Lin rubbed his head and sat down on the recliner. In late June, the capital was finally getting a little warm. He picked up two palm-leaf fans with his mage's hand and began to fan himself. "By the way, where have my girls gone again?"

"I heard that the young girls from the Luo Xiang Kingdom invited them to participate in the Extraordinary Market."

"So you have them here too?" Dulin said, slapping his forehead. "I must have been out of my mind. How could we not have them?"

"Yes, but it's okay. I've asked the kitchen to prepare shrimp and egg fried rice for you. Now that you're awake, I'll have them make it for you." After saying that, Chief Ping waved to the little guy not far away, signaling him to go and tell the cafeteria staff.

Dulin nodded: "Thank you so much."

Authentic Eastern cuisine doesn't rely on specific ingredients; what matters is the preparation method.

This is what it means to dream of returning to the East.

"Thank me for nothing. I am happiest that Grand Tutor Pang is well. Everyone knows that his lifespan is coming to an end. Your fruit can give him a few more days. I am so grateful to you." Chief Ping sighed as he said this: "After all, he is my grandmaster. The old man has dedicated his life to this land. Everyone wants him to live a few more days."

“That’s what I mean too. You see, now we just need to wait for Nuwa’s rational incarnation to find new information so I can take further action.” Du Lin said as he put his legs up on a small chair, and a kitten from the Candle Dragon Pavilion jumped into his lap.

The tabby cat is so cute! Although it's not as strong and cuddly as the snow leopard cub from the Eternal Flame Nest, it still gives Dulin some comfort.

There was nothing Dulin could do; he had lived two lives and was still despised by the dogs. These bastards either wanted to bite him or were on their way to bite him.

Is it because I didn't even spare the dog when I was silencing people in my past life?

But that's impossible. Dulin has never let the cat go, yet the cat still hasn't abandoned him.

That's because dogs are not afraid of violence and fight bravely.

Eleven sighed.

Dog lovers! Shut up! Cats are the cutest!
Big Orange shouted loudly.

Listening to the two cat lovers and dog lovers arguing in his head, Dulin rolled his eyes and pretended he was deaf.

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"It's so lively here, much bigger than the lower city of Yongzhu Fortress, and there are so many wonderful things we've never seen before. We don't even know how to use them," Elaine remarked, looking at the amazing goods displayed by the vendors in the market. "Indeed, I even saw someone selling the antlers that their own child had shed," Tanya added, her eyes wide open today. Being tall, she could see more and confirm that the place was indeed packed with people. Compared to the capitals of the Western Continent, Copenhagen was like the countryside, and Paris was just a run-down town. As for other places, they were even less comparable.

Most importantly, there seemed to be no slaves here; everyone was free. Compared to the serfs Tanya had seen when she was young, they... could not even be considered human beings.

No wonder the Changtang people's fleet was able to reach the Western Continent. The island fortresses and bases they built along the way were able to support them in such a great expedition. And the people of the Western Continent are still debating whether the abolition of serfdom a few years ago could really liberate them and make productivity even higher.

Those who argue about this, if they could come here and take a look, would understand that the liberation of serfs was truly progress. Look at the people of Changtang; each of them is a free citizen, and each of them lives the life they want. Therefore, it is only natural for them to sacrifice for this land. That is why the Three Passes and Four Seas stand firm.

And her Durin defeated another evil god, reducing the number of enemies from all sides by a quarter.

Thinking about this, Tanya felt proud of her choice back then—she did choose Dulin because she wanted to have better descendants for her family, but now it seems that choosing a hero as her husband was a choice that she could be proud of for the rest of her life.

She followed behind her sisters, walking through the crowd. The few grassland sprite girls from Changtang led the way and soon brought them to a large shop.

This shop has a furnace and a blacksmith, as well as a sculptor and a workbench. There's a grassland elf master... no, Chang Tang should call him a dwarf elf master, who's carving something there.

Is it a horn?
"Father, I've brought my sisters with me," the lead child said, raising his hand.

“Alright.” The craftsman nodded, then looked at Anta: “Madam, I heard you want to carve some festive items, is that right?”

"Yes, we've heard that the Nuwa Temple is very efficacious. We'd like to ask the master craftsman to carve some auspicious words for us so that I can take my sisters there to pray for good fortune."

Tanya almost burst out laughing when Anta said that—who would have thought that the Twin Mother Goddesses also had thousands of followers in the East?

Although it was a bit strange, she didn't think there was anything wrong with it. She was just asking for good fortune. Tanya understood the meaning behind this long Tang saying—wasn't it just another way of explaining good luck?

She thought it was fine, after all, even in the Western Continent, the most loyal believers would sometimes say, "May the God of Fortune bless you."

"No problem, young lady, what auspicious words would you like to have engraved?" the master craftsman asked, bending down.

“You have so many brands here, what kind of auspicious sayings do you think we need?” Anta asked with a smile.

“Our ladies are all still young and don’t look like they’ve given birth. How about we have some children soon?” the old master asked with a smile.

“Then I’ll take your kind words.” After saying that, Anta took out a pair of small horns from her space: “These are tokens of exchange. I asked your child, and this is the rule. Once you have finished carving them, I will pay to redeem them.”

"This...this is too valuable." The old craftsman shook his head repeatedly after just one glance: "This is a small horn of the Candle Dragon. It must belong to Mr. Du Lin. It is too valuable. You are a distinguished guest of the Luo family. I, a member of the Luo family, do not accept betrothal gifts."

“Rules are rules. I trust you, and I ask that you trust us too.” With that, Anta placed the pair of small horns on the counter.

(End of this chapter)