Then, after learning that Fang Linyan’s next plan was actually Ms. Fredtanya, Bone immediately grasped the business opportunity. He provided Fang Linyan with a bottle of medicine that looked very unreliable.

This potion was called Norin Fogg. It smelled very disgusting, and its expiration date was 3 days.

However, Bone swore that many people would buy this potion before going to see the female giant, and it could effectively protect them most of the time. He claimed that Fang Linyan would definitely thank him.

Of course, this potion was not free. It cost 5 Galleons.

With such doubts, Fang Linyan always felt that something was wrong when he took over this potion, then he told Bones bluntly that if anything went wrong, then he would reduce 3 Galleons for the purchase price of Nicholas Flamel’s (junior) tool!

Sure enough, Fang Linyan seemed to have caught Bone’s weak spot. This treacherous goblin immediately became honest in an instant. He depressingly told Fang Linyan that this potion was fine, but it was used in a special way. It was not the potion used by drinking, but it had to be poured directly from head to toe.

If he drank it, eh-hem, of course, it would also have an effect, but it was negative ——- To remove the negative effect, he had to buy the antidote from Bone. Bone would definitely raise the price at will…

After getting the Nicholas Flamel (Junior) Toolbox from Bone, Fang Linyan was also satisfied. He immediately found a table and used the new toy, the File of Nicholas Flamel (Junior), to process his equipment with interest.

But after using it, Fang Linyan realized that this damn magical tool was really very difficult to handle.

When processing, it seemed to have its own will. Fang Linyan wanted to file the left part, but it would slide to the right. The processing difficulty under this condition could be imagined, and the durability also dropped pretty fast.

In the end, until the end of the durability, Fang Linyan could only get a very simple temporary enhancement on the Ironwood Branch, which was increasing his melee attack power by 5%. This was at least better than nothing.

However, Fang Linyan felt that there was still a lot of potentials to be tapped in it. For example, his mind was focused on fighting the file, so he didn’t use 99% of his processing skills. Also, all kinds of tools were not available…

Of course, the most important thing was that, with this box, Fang Linyan would be able to bring out some of his most useful tools in the real world… If he encountered a world that didn’t have developed machining, he at least had something to work with.

After thinking for a while, Fang Linyan came directly to the magic fireplace of Knockturn Alley, said an address, sprinkled green floo powder and walked in.

***

When Fang Linyan came out of another fireplace, he found that he was in an empty house. It seemed that no one came here for a long time.

There was a faint morning light on the horizon, and not far away was a majestic and winding mountain range. If Fang Linyan guessed correctly, this mountain range was the Chifir Mountain Range.

The place he came to was Caithness Town.

This was a very beautiful town with a typical British style. The small buildings on both sides of the street had a red wall and white tile style with a rich historical atmosphere. The gardens at the door of every household were full of flowers, and the winding cobblestone paths were also very clean. The iron flower baskets and the occasional yellow-roofed hut also added a lot to it.

The town in the early morning was still very quiet, probably because this place was at the magic demiplane, so the air was also very fresh. Some strange pink beetles were buzzing in the air. They seemed to be interested in Fang Linyan as they circled on top of his head.

Fortunately, a parrot with yellow-green feathers flew over and ate these beetles. These beetles would explode like fireworks and emit colorful light when being pecked by the parrot. Such a wonderful scene could only be seen on the plane with magic.

After eating its “breakfast”, the parrot unexpectedly flew to the branch next to Fang Linyan and spoke,

“Ah! Stranger, ah! I think you need help.”

Fang Linyan was stunned and said,

“Yes, I’m looking for Mr. Plante’s home. My friend says he has what I want there.”

The parrot with yellow-green feathers immediately flapped its wings excitedly and said,

“Ah! Yes, I knew so. You need cows and fresh alfalfa grass, don’t you! Come with me! Come with me…”

Fang Linyan hesitated for a moment. He inquired about Plante from Knockturn Alley, and it was said that he was very honest.

In comparison, this inexplicable parrot was obviously not credible. More importantly, the things that were delivered by themselves meant cheap, backwardness, and additional marketing costs. If he trusted easily, he would be scammed.

So Fang Linyan simply said,

“No, I trust Mr. Plant’s reputation. More than one person says he’s an honest guy.”

The parrot obviously encountered this kind of rejection more than once, so it said eloquently,

“Ah! Dear sir, Mr. Plante is indeed an honest man, but honesty can’t make him conjure 2 cows.”

Fang Linyan was stunned and said,

“What do you mean?”

The parrot said,

“Ah! Dear Sir, just half an hour ago, someone with the same purpose as you came to our town and bought 3 cows from Old Plante, and he only has 4 cows…”

“Polly was very sorry that I overslept and didn’t take advantage of this business opportunity, then I seemed to hear God’s voice as I saw you.”

Fang Linyan was taken aback. He didn’t expect anyone else to come for Ms. Fredtanya too.

But after thinking about it, the possibility of aborigines coming here was very unlikely. For ordinary contractors, the hidden dangers in this world had not been cleared away, so they had not yet entered this world.

So those who came here could be the mercenaries who came to explore — that meant, they were the guys who survived the joint trial, so there was a high probability that he would meet an acquaintance.

Thinking of this, Fang Linyan said to the parrot,

“Then Mr. Parrot, I need you to bring me to Mr. Plante. If you tell the truth, then I don’t mind buying cows from you, but if you’re bullshitting, then I’m sorry. I’ll pluck the feathers on your tail; I promise not even a feather will be left.”

The parrot immediately flapped its wings and said,

“Ah! I’m Honest Polly! Ah! I never lie!”

As he spoke, it flew ahead and led the way. While on the way, Fang Linyan discovered that the parrot really didn’t lie to him, because he inquired very clearly that the roof of Plante’s house was painted sky blue. There was also a dome barn beside.

Soon, Fang Linyan saw a hard-working old man who started digging the vegetable field beside his house. He also pulled out a few rhizomes that screamed from the soil and threw them onto the ridge. Parrot Polly stopped on the branch above his head.

“Ah! Mr. Plante! Ah! Good morning!”

Fang Linyan stepped forward, handed a cigar over and said tentatively,

“Mr. Plant?”

Plante was obviously very interested in the gift from Fang Linyan, so he washed his hands in the stream before chatting with Fang Linyan. This old man was quite talkative. Especially under the stimulation of cigar or alcohol, he talked nonstop.

So, Fang Linyan knew what he wanted to know without much effort.

There was indeed only 1 cow left in Plante, and this cow was quite thin, so it was obviously not suitable as a gift.

Secondly, there were many people in the village who were selling cows. Mr. Laconven, the master of Polly, had very good cows. The price would be higher than the rest of the people, but he could handle everything appropriately. If it was a customer who was not short of money and was afraid of trouble, then there was no doubt that he was the best choice.

As for the previous client, Mr. Plante showed the stubbornness and cunning of an old Englishman. He was tight-lipped about any information about the customer, claiming that this was the quality a seller should have.

However, Plante still talked a lot about the female giant Fredtanya. He even mentioned that when they were repairing the church in the town last month, she even came to help without asking for any compensation. She only let the villagers treat her a meal.

Needless to say, Fang Linyan went to the owner of Polly: Mr. Laconwen. A deal was quickly made between them.

Fang Linyan paid a Galleon, and Mr. Laconven would take care of the rest – 3 cows and 100 kilograms of alfalfa would be delivered to Ms. Fredtanya’s house.

Soon, Fang Linyan, who was waiting at the entrance of the village, saw Parrot Polly again.

It flew ahead and led the way, and a four-wheeled cart full of alfalfa was behind it. There was a big bag on the cart. 3 cows were tied to the back of the cart and were forcibly dragged forward…

The cart seemed to be cast with magic. It would always follow Polly automatically. Fang Linyan suddenly felt that it was not a bad thing not to buy Plante’s cows.

TL: Will it be Goat?