Chapter 721: Panda's Doubt
After confirming plans for a period of time in the future, Panda found that he seemed to have nothing to do for the time being.
He was honestly not interested in the Raccoon Town celebration.
He couldn't appreciate the local people's songs and dances that had the feeling of "dancing a group of demons"; the local "fire wine" seemed to burn from the throat to the stomach, and then burned into the brain, as if it would dry out the brain. ', he couldn't appreciate it either.
Really, watching that kind of dance, he always felt that the dancers seemed to be twisting their bodies, and their limbs became sticky like octopus whiskers that had not been grilled on iron plates. And drinking that kind of wine, he felt not only hot, but also an indescribable sticky and smooth, not only unpleasant, but a little disgusting.
He thinks... maybe it's because of reading the book "From Beginner to Crazy - On How to Be a Good Kezong Fan" borrowed from Heyin.
The book was written by Harmony himself, and his "Scribe" level was already amazingly high, and he even developed a special spell "Bookmaking" by himself. Now he only needs some wood, glue, thread and charcoal, and he can use magic to write the knowledge in his mind and make it directly into a paper book.
Harmony is very proud of the spell "calligraphy", thinking that this is the greatest achievement since his transmigration, comparable to the four great inventions.
This is not all bragging. In order to complete this spell, he first studied papermaking, and it took him almost four years to successfully transform the pure technical "papermaking" into a magical "papermaking". Spells can complete the entire papermaking process, which not only greatly improves the efficiency, but also is safe and pollution-free. If it is placed on earth, it will definitely be rewarded by the Ministry of Environmental Protection with this technology, and it is even possible to get a national-level award.
After completing the papermaking technique, it was not too difficult to evolve from the papermaking technique to the calligraphy technique. It only took him about half a year to complete it.
Even so, it took him almost five years to complete such a set of spells. The hard work and sweat involved are not enough for outsiders.
Heyin is not completely satisfied with bookmaking. According to his plan, further research is needed in the future. The plan has two directions, namely "batch bookmaking", which can quickly produce a large number of books, and the ability to make books in other people's minds. "Mind-reading calligraphy" in which memories are made into books.
According to his plan, he will strive for development in the future to find a group of professionals, get a pile of materials next to him, and then wave his hand, accompanied by the light of magic, Shushushushu is a large pile of books of various types, neatly stacked in different categories. .
"In this way, the culture and technology of this world will be able to break away from the old era and embark on a road of rapid development!" Looking forward to the future, the traveler with the reputation of "two-legged bookcase" looks forward to this, "When the time comes, I will open the largest library in the world and be the most high-end librarian in the world!"
Panda thinks that Heyin is now the most high-end librarian in the world...
Because he was not interested in the celebration, the panda just watched for a while and then turned away. Then at lunch, facing the "specialty food of Raccoon Town", he also seemed to lack interest, reluctantly ate a little, drank a little wine, shook his head, and went down the mountain to the pass at the foot of the mountain.
Compared to participating in the celebration, he felt that it was more interesting to eat and chat with the old militiamen.
The pass built on the mountain road is not large, and the space inside is relatively narrow, which cannot accommodate any complicated and perfect kitchen utensils. There is only one way of cooking here, and that is boiling.
No matter what, throw it into the water, boil it, boil it into a pot, don't know if it should be considered a soup or a paste, and eat it while it's hot. This is the diet of the militias on duty.
But Panda tried it, and felt that these things were more in line with their own tastes than the apparently elaborate dishes at the celebration.
"You're also an interesting young man!" The white-haired old militia captain said with a smile when he saw that he was eating deliciously, "Eat more if you like it, we have quite a few here."
The panda nodded with a smile, and took out the dry food he brought to them: "Try my usual food too. Although it may not suit your taste, it is always a different style. It's better to try something new."
His dry food is also appreciated by the old militiamen. Although the taste is indeed not very in line with the preferences of the people in Raccoon Town, the food from the Western World is better than clean. Respected by people with contaminated food.
But the cassava wine carried by the pandas was not so lucky. The old militiamen sang and shook their heads.
"This wine is too bland," they said.
To be honest, Panda thinks so too.
Compared with the burning hot feeling of "fire wine", tapioca wine really lacks enough intensity.
Of course, this was also because he was carrying a low-strength alcohol. In fact, there are also high-strength cassava wines, which can be directly ignited with fire. But Panda doesn't like those very strong wines. What he likes is this kind of low-strength, sweet and aromatic wine with food. There is a warm feeling while eating and drinking.
While eating, he chatted with the old militiamen, and after a while, he asked about the celebration.
"How often is this kind of celebration held?" he asked.
"I've never seen such a large-scale celebration in my life," said the old militia captain, "but if it's just an ordinary celebration, it's usually held every five to ten years - it depends on how much food is stored. But no matter what It is said that it must be held once in ten years at most."
Panda is a little curious: "Why does it have to be held once?"
The old militia captain sighed, shook his head, and said, "There is a reason anyway, but I'm not the village head... It is said that this was a long time ago, when there were still many people in our world, and the old scholars decided after discussions. matter."
Panda frowned and asked, "Does only the village chief know the reason?"
"Well, only the village chief knows, we'll just do it, anyway, he knows a lot." The old militia captain said nonchalantly.
But the panda, who had been observing him carefully, saw a trace of sadness in his eyes.
This made the panda even more alert - why did the celebration make the old man a little sad? What's wrong with this celebration?
He thought of the scene he saw last night, could that be the reason?
But he didn't ask, it's really inconvenient to ask about such an almost private matter.
It's just that he had a suspicion in his heart, so he made up his mind to get a good night's sleep this afternoon, and then go to the celebration venue to have a look when he wakes up at night!