After the Full Level of the Profession

Rob turned her back to him, and then gently lifted her long golden hair with his hands, revealing a white and pink neck. The neck was so charming that one couldn't help but want to kiss him. Using very gentle movements, he helped Lilian put on the amethyst necklace, and then asked her to stand a few meters away.

Lillian, wearing a maid outfit, white stockings, and an amethyst necklace, looked bright and beautiful.

Robb sighed, "Lillian, you're so cute."

The townspeople next to them all nodded, like robots, no one questioned what Robb said just now, but Lillian herself bowed her head shyly: "Such a precious necklace, not for someone of my identity. If you wear it, the master should keep it and give it to Mrs.

"I'm a single dog who yearns for freedom. I'm afraid it will take more than ten or twenty years to have something like Madam." Robb spread his hands and said, "Don't panic at all! This chain will be yours from today. Don't push three or four."

Lilian blushed and silently accepted the necklace.

At this moment, Robb suddenly raised his hand and pointed at Lillian. A fireball flew out from his fingertips, swiped across the distance between the two, and hit Lillian on the body.

Lilian was stunned by this sudden shock, and she didn't dodge at all, and the townspeople next to her were also startled, not knowing what the priest was doing all of a sudden.

Johnny exclaimed, "No!"

However, just as he exclaimed, the necklace on Lillian's neck suddenly lit up with a purple light. This light actually formed a purple mirror in front of Lillian, and Robb's fireball hit him. On the mirror, and then bounced back with a "hoo", hitting Robb himself in the face.

With a "Boom", the fireball exploded, hitting Robb in disgrace.

Lilian: "..."

Townspeople: "What the hell is going on?"

The only person in this world who can hurt Robb is probably himself. This fireball has completely destroyed one-tenth of his own HP, which is very painful.

He wiped the black ashes on his face, and at the same time used healing magic to restore his HP to the full.

Lilian said, "Master, what were you doing just now?"

The townspeople were also stunned: "Father, what are you doing?"

Robb spread his hands: "I'm testing the necklace I just made! The magic reflection enchantment is really perverted, cough! Well, Lilian, I'll give you a king's blessing in the future, and you can tear all the mages with your hands."

Lilian looked confused: "Meow meow meow?"

Robb said: "I was wrong. You are a peace-loving girl, so you don't want to tear anyone. You only need to use its appearance for this chain. What kind of magic reflection, we don't need it."

Lillian breathed a sigh of relief: "Huh, I thought the master wanted me to fight, but I can't fight."

Robb gave her a thumbs up: "Keep it up, that's fine."

Chapter 99 Sugar Making

Seeing that the miners had dug up valuable amethyst in just one day, the farmers were quite envious.

The work of miners is really an instant job. As long as you dig something, you will get a harvest immediately. It is really enviable, but these farmers are different. The planting cycle of crops is too long, and you have to choose the season. , there is no way to settle down in a blink of an eye like a miner.

Although they helped Robb harvest a mountain of beets today, and they did some work, but they themselves knew that helping others to harvest crops is not a big job. Robb was happy and gave them some reward, but he was not happy. If they don't get paid, they have nothing to say. After all, they are still eating the relief potatoes given by Robb.

And their own fields are still in the wasteland stage, and they haven't even started planting potatoes, and the harvest is still far away. This sense of gap makes them a little bit unable to lift their heads.

When Robb saw the appearance of these guys, he knew that they had "no love". How can this be done? I want to eat candy, you scumbags, don't be nervous here, hurry up and work for me.

Thinking like this in my heart, I can't say it like that.

Robb put on a sympathetic, gentle and kind expression, and said to the farmers: "Don't panic, I know that you lack confidence in your future life, but I guarantee that tomorrow you will feel that your life has reached its peak. A god-like skill will be passed on to you soon, and when you learn it, you will have full confidence in the next year, the year after, and your life in the future."

Hearing what he said, the farmers were refreshed. They already had a very strong worship of Robb. After all, it is not an exaggeration to say that such a person who can grow crops in one day is carrying a miracle of God. No, it is no exaggeration to say that he is God.

Everyone hurried close, and stood respectfully with their hands down, posing an humbly and educated appearance.

Robb said: "First of all, let's go wash the beets, you don't need to wash them all, I just want to teach you the method, just 'trial production', so just wash twenty or thirty beets first, wash them as fast as possible, take come to me."

The farmers hurried to wash the beets.

Robb told Lillian, "Go get a cauldron and linen."

Lillian took the order, and after a while, she came out with a very large pot. Yes, it was the large pot she used to cook the big miscellaneous stew.

She knew that Robb hated Dazao stew the most, and didn't like to use this pot for food. She didn't know why she asked her to take it out. So he had a confused expression on his face, but he still obeyed obediently.

Robb gave Lilian a king's blessing and smiled: "Go and fill the cauldron with half of the water and set it on the fire to burn."

Lillian took orders and went, and the cauldron half filled with water started to boil on the water.

This is completely the "gesturing" of Dazadou, Lilian said a little embarrassedly: "Master, are you... finally wanting to eat Dazadou?"

"The devil wants to eat that thing!" Robb couldn't help covering his nose when he mentioned the stew.

Seeing that the farmers brought the washed beets, Robb immediately ordered: "Cut the beets into shreds, and then throw them into a large pot to cook."

The farmers thought to themselves: Is the priest making beet bisque? Oops, forget it! How can people like us understand what the priest thinks, in short, it is right to do it.

They shredded the washed beets with great speed and then threw them all into the pot.

Beets are stewed in a large pot, and in a blink of an eye, a sweet aroma floats in the pot.

However, seeing that the beets have been stewed and ready to eat, Rob did not let people take out the beet spoons to eat, but continued to watch the cauldron stew without saying a word...

Stew, stew, continue to stew, stew and stew, until the beets have been boiled to a pulp, and Robb orders: "Take the beet dregs out of the pot, wrap them in linen cloth, and squeeze them hard to remove them. The water inside was squeezed out and poured back into the pot."

The farmers were a little confused, and one farmer finally couldn't help but ask: "Father, if you squeeze all the water out of the beet dregs, the dregs will become completely inedible and taste very bad. ."

"I didn't tell you to eat the dregs." Robb laughed: "The beet dregs that have been squeezed out of water are kept for the pigs."

Farmers: "..."

Waste food! The farmer had an old saying that he wanted to vomit, but no one dared to vomit, so he had to endure the distress, fished the beet dregs from the pot, wrapped it in linen, and squeezed it hard, the water of the beet dregs was squeezed out, Pour back into the pot.

This time, there is no solid in the pot at all, only a pot of clear water, sweet water.

Robb felt bad for Lillian and didn't want her to work more, so he said to a peasant woman next to him: "Come here, take a long spoon, and keep stirring, stirring, and stirring in the pot."

Although the peasant woman didn't understand, she still obediently came over and did the same, holding a long wooden spoon, stirring the sweet water in the pot constantly.

The fire under the cauldron is still boiling the water in the pot, and the water is constantly evaporating, and with the stirring of the wooden spoon, the water in the pot is constantly being turned, so it becomes evaporated evenly.

Slowly, the water in the pot is less and less, and the proportion of sugar is more and more.

Stir, stir, stir, and at the end, the water in the pot is extremely scarce, and the peasant woman feels that every stirring with her wooden spoon becomes very difficult. It turns out that the pot is no longer sweet water, but It turned into a dark brown syrup.

The syrup was very concentrated, sticky, and of course it was difficult to stir.

Robb smiled and said to the peasant woman, "Okay! You can stop."

The peasant woman stopped her hand obediently, and Robb used a magic to blow out the fire. Then, he picked up a copper spoon, reached into the pot, and spooned a spoonful of syrup from the bottom of the pot.