Lord of Secrets - Chapter 101 100. Argument about Poetry
“Then how do you get this certification?” Terarim had some guesses about the next answer, but still asked.
“Of course you have to pay, and you need to pay a 5% transaction fee.” The other party said in a calm tone.
Before Te Alim could ask a question, he continued: “But Mr. Rabbit has provided us with a safe and fair trading environment, so that we don’t have to worry about being murdered by various designs.”
That’s still dark…Talimu lowered his hood and said:
“Thank you for informing me.”
Then he was about to leave. At this time, the other party said gently: “Tonight’s meeting is about to end. Seeing that you are so popular, I will buy you the potion at a cheaper price. It only costs 45 grams.”
“I don’t make much money anymore.”
If Telarim hadn’t been a “pharmacist” himself and knew some of the main ingredients of the medicine, he would have almost believed him.
This is simply too much money… Terarim suddenly couldn’t help but said:
“Night, you are so dark!
“The soft candy is beating and warm,
“Hey, it’s drooling,
“My palms are stained with black ink.
“The breeze blowing outside the window,
“The black cloth strips quietly moved away,
“So it’s always daytime!”
The merchant selling the potion looked at Telarim as if he were a fool, and then said:
“Not for sale today. Elsky once said: ‘Only fools cannot communicate with him.'”
Terarim sighed and said: “You don’t understand. Poetry does not lie in words, but in connotation. As long as there is connotation, everyone is a poet.”
Seeing that the other party really packed up his things and left, Telarim muttered in a low voice: “The people in the Kingdom of Crete really have no taste.”
Then, he continued: “The article “Lonely Night” I saw last time has no connotation at all. What does it mean to ‘touch you before I can sleep’? It is really vulgar, and does it mean that you have to sleep underground?”
Although the voice was low, the businessman could still hear it clearly, and then he cursed: “Don’t let me know who you are, you damn Bichi, you are definitely the Jack Sheep of Felosa, stupid and low-level, How is it possible to understand the greatness of it?”
“Unlike you, you can get married at the age of 16. What a terrible law. We, men of Crete, are working hard at this time to contribute to the prosperity of Crete. This poem is the most true portrayal of us!”
Terarim was very dissatisfied with the other party’s behavior of insulting his taste in poetry, and then said: “Only the kind like ‘Oh my god, you are so big’ can be called poetry. This kind of has a broad heart and wants to fly dreams. His determination is beyond your comprehension.”
“If it hadn’t been for this gathering, believe it or not, I would have punched you out, stuffed it into your mouth, and made you feel that awful feeling!” the businessman cursed.
The quarrel between the two began to attract the attention of the remaining people. Even though this was in the Kingdom of Crete, no one stepped forward to support the potion merchant, and certainly had no intention of supporting Terarim.
After all, they are all extraordinary beings, and most of them don’t care about these things. Furthermore, this place is not far from Felosa, and there are quite a few people from Felosa inside. Making trouble and challenging the authority of the assembly host are not easy to deal with.
“It’s really vulgar!” Telarim replied calmly.
After saying that, Terarim turned around and left. The medicine merchant did not stop him, but just said loudly: “If you have the guts, don’t buy my medicine!”
Feeling the other party’s anger, Telarim left calmly. From beginning to end, his mood did not fluctuate much.
What should we have for today’s supper? After leaving the gathering, Telarim suddenly felt a little hungry. He thought for a while, and then whispered:
“Still a little rabbit!”
After thinking about the choice of midnight snack, he sang happily: “Little rabbit, white and white!
“Put your ears up!
“Take up branches and green vegetables,
“Turn and turn and get into the hole!”
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At 7 o’clock in the morning on Tuesday, August 21, Ayesha got up on time in a villa in Ravich District.
She has gradually adapted to life in Vimofrei. Her leisure time is reading books, and she doesn’t want to let herself be idle.
Looking at herself in the mirror, Ayesha finished washing and arranging her hair, then went to the living room and picked up one of the newspapers.
—”Yuri Kingdom Monthly”
At this time, the housekeeper Clezi came up with a letter. Ayesha, a history student at Wisdom University, immediately noticed the envelope with a strong Southern Continent style atmosphere.
The top of the envelope is off-white, and the seal is black. Added with red ink, it is full of the Southern Continent’s belief in death worship.
A letter from the Southern Continent… Ayesha quickly put down the newspaper, stood up, and took the envelope from Clezi’s hand.
Clezi was stunned for a moment, then showed a professional smile, then bent down and excused himself.
Picking off the ink pad with her hands, Ayesha opened the envelope and saw the folded letter paper inside. She slowly took it out and opened it carefully.
“Beautiful Ayesha:”
Seeing the beginning of the letter, the corners of Ayesha’s mouth curled up slightly, and she continued reading:
“I have arrived in the Southern Continent and am now in Lierli, the capital of the Kingdom of Yuri. I’m sorry for not writing to you in time.
“This place is much worse than Vimo Frey, especially the public security, which is terrible. However, I just caught a dirty rat that wanted to steal my things, and then I met the police here.”
Reading Ubemo’s letter, Ayesha was a little worried. Although the thief was caught, the public security in Lierli was so chaotic that a murderer might appear at any time.
She remembered the nightmare in Baifeng City. Although it had been a while and she had forgotten it on the surface, it was still hidden deep in her heart and could not be forgotten.
“Lal, I hope you can bless Belmode down there… I have lost you, and I can’t lose him again. He is my only relative now.” Ayesha whispered softly with a trace of sadness in her eyes.
…
“You know what? He looks just like those pigs who only know how to eat all day. I doubt if he will ‘grunt’ a few times when he walks.”
Seeing this, the sadness in Ayesha’s eyes slowly faded, revealing a smile.
“…”
Unicorn?…Ayesha remembered the description of unicorns. It is a magical creature that lives in the forest and is hard to find. Many poets have left poems about unicorns.
Gently putting away the envelope, Ayesha put it in the small cabinet in the room and slowly locked it.
…
At 7:30 in the morning, Ubemo opened the back door of the villa and planned to take a walk in the public garden behind. He saw the wife of the builder Smith walking a snow-white medium-sized dog Samoyed, which is one of the most popular dog breeds among the people of the South Continent.
Originated from the North Continent, after generations of hybridization, they have adapted to the heat of the South Continent. The white fur can effectively isolate the sun and speed up the heat dissipation of the body. Because of the different skin color from the people of the South Continent and the frequent smiles on their faces, they love this white dog.
He immediately greeted:
“Good morning, Mrs. Smith!”
Mrs. Smith is in her 40s, with short flaxen hair cut to her ears and a pair of soft brown eyes. Her skin is not as rough and loose as other Yuri women of the same age, but it still cannot hide the traces of time, and has the gentleness of a Ferosa housewife.
Mrs. Smith stopped, pulled Samoyed, showed a gentle smile, and said: “Good morning, Mr. Amonra!”
“Does Mrs. Smith often walk the dog here?” Ubemo asked casually.
“Of course, I don’t like to go out on weekdays, so I can only take Xiaolai for a walk in this garden, and this little guy likes it very much.” Mrs. Smith replied with a smile.
This garden is not too big or too small. It takes about 10 minutes to walk through the garden slowly. To be honest, with this garden, Ubemo felt that Curtis 5000 Berries was sold too cheaply.
“This garden is indeed a beautiful place! Taking a walk when you are free can make you feel happy all day long.” Ubemo said.
He didn’t lie about this. There are tall puff trees here. This is a tree species with a dense canopy that can cover more than 10 meters around. In the hot Yuri Kingdom, it can block the sun and provide shade.
Moreover, this garden has well-designed walkways, dome-shaped pavilions, small ponds…
Moreover, the reasonable distribution of trees and other small buildings allows convection to form a comfortable breeze here.
It is no wonder that Hammers like to live here in retirement.
Hearing what Ubemo said, Mrs. Smith squinted her eyes slightly and smiled, “I’m glad you can say that. This is the best gift my husband gave me.”
“Is this designed and built by Mr. Smith?” Ubemo asked in surprise.
Mrs. Smith nodded, and then said, “Speaking of which, the house where Mr. Amon Ra lives is also designed by my husband!”
“He knows that I prefer quietness, so the houses around here are all villas, so that they won’t be too dense.”
Ubemo felt that he had cut a bargain at the time and took this house from Curtis.
“Madam, you have a husband who loves you, bless you.” Ubemo prayed to Mrs. Smith with both hands.
Because he didn’t know the other party’s beliefs, Ubemo used this common way of prayer to hope that the gods in people’s imagination would bless them.
Hearing this, Mrs. Smith put her hands together and smiled, “I also wish you to find a girl to spend your life with!”
“Oh, thank you for your blessing, but is this topic a common topic among you elders? Hammos also mentioned this to me yesterday.” Ubemo said jokingly.
Mrs. Smith smiled and then said, “Because we are old, we know what you need better!”
Writing about Samoyed, this is a species that is afraid of heat, what should I do? I can only make it up, the name is different, the habits are different…←_←