After Maxing out all Classes

Robb made her turn her back to him, and then gently lifted her golden hair with her hands, revealing a white and pink neck, which was so charming that people couldn’t help it Wanting to kiss, he used very gentle movements to help Lillian put on the amethyst necklace, and then asked her to stand a few meters away.

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

Robb sighed: “Lillian, you are so cute.”

The townspeople next to them all nodded together, like robots, no one said what Robb just said. When the words were questioned, Lillian bowed his head shyly: “Such a precious necklace is not something that someone of my status can wear. The master should keep it and give it to his wife in the future.”

“I’m a single dog who yearns for freedom, madam, this thing, I’m afraid it will take more than ten or twenty years.” Robb spread his hands and said: “Don’t panic at all! This chain is yours from today, don’t worry. Pushing three and resisting four.”

Lillian blushed and silently accepted the necklace.

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

Lillian was stunned by the sudden attack, and he did not dodge at all, and the townspeople next to him were also startled, not knowing what the priest was doing all of a sudden.

Johnny cry out in surprise: “Don’t!”

However, just as he exclaimed, the necklace around Lillian’s neck suddenly lit up. The purple rays of light actually formed a purple mirror in front of Lillian. Robb’s fireball hit the mirror, then bounced back with a hoot and hit Robb’s face.

With a “hong” sound, the fireball exploded, hitting Robb covered in dirt.

Lillian: “…”

The townspeople: “What the hell is going on?”

The only person who can hurt Robb in this world is probably He was on his own. This fireball completely wiped out one-tenth of his own HP, which was 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.

Lillian 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, Lillian, I’ll add a king’s blessing to you in the future, and you can tear all mages with your hands.”

Lillian looked confused: “Meow meow?”

Robb said: “I was wrong, you are a hobby and peaceful girl, so you won’t tear anyone up, your chain We only need to use its appearance effect, what kind of magic reflection, we don’t need it.”

Lillian then relaxed: “Huh, I thought the master wanted me to go to war, but I won’t. Fight.”

Robb gave her a thumbs up: “Keep it up, that’s fine.”

Chapter 99 Sugar Technique

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 they are different as farmers. The planting cycle of crops is It’s too long, and you have to choose the season, and you can’t settle down in a blink of an eye like a miner.

Although they helped Robb harvest a piece of sugar beet on the top of the mountain today, they did some work, but they themselves knew that helping people to harvest crops is not a big job, and Robb was happy for them If they are unhappy, they have nothing to say if they are not paid, after all, they are still eating the relief potatoes given by Robb.

And their own fields are still in the stage of wasteland reclamation. 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.

Robb can tell by the look of these guys that they have “no love”, how can this work? 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 that.

Robb put on a sympathetic, gentle and kind expression, and said to the farmers: “Don’t panic, I know you lack confidence in your future life, but I promise you will feel life tomorrow. I’ve reached Peak, and I’m about to pass on a god-like skill to you. After you learn it, you’ll 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 hurriedly approached and stood respectfully with their hands down, posing a 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, use Wash it as fast as you can, and bring it to me.”

The farmers hurried to wash the beets.

Robb instructed to Lillian: “Go get a cauldron, and linen.”

Lillian took orders and came out with a very big cauldron in no time. , that’s right, it’s the cauldron she used to cook the miscellaneous stew.

She knew that Robb hated dashi 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 Lillian a king’s blessing, said with a smile: “Go and fill the cauldron with half of the water and set it on the fire.”

Lillian took the order , the cauldron half filled with water boiled on the water.

This is completely the “gesturing” of Dazadou, Lillian 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 talked about the stew.

Seeing that the farmers brought the washed beets, Robb immediately instructed: “Cut the beets into shreds, then throw them into a large pot and cook.”

The farmers thought to themselves : Is the priest making beet bisque? Aiya, 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.

The beets are stewed in a big pot.

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

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Simmer, simmer, keep simmering, simmering and simmering, until the beets have been boiled to a pulp, and Robb ordered: “Take out the beet dregs in the pot, wrap them in linen cloth, Then squeeze hard to squeeze out all the water in it and pour it back into the pot.”

The farmers were a little confused, and one farmer finally couldn’t help but asked: “Father, if you put the beets The water in the slag is squeezed out, and the slag becomes completely uneatable, and the taste is very bad.”

“I didn’t tell you to eat the slag.” Robb said with a smile: ” Save the drained beet pulp to feed the pigs.”

Farmers: “…”

What a waste of food! The farmer has an old saying that he wants to vomit, but no one dares to vomit. Only really strong, he took the beet dregs out of the pot, wrapped it in linen, and squeezed it hard, and the water of the beet dregs was squeezed out. , pour it back into the pot.

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

Robb felt sorry 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, stirring repeatedly in the pot. “

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

The fire under the cauldron is still boiling the water in the pot, 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 uniformly evaporated.

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

Stir, stir, stir, until 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. No longer sweet water, but a dark brown syrup.

The syrup is very thick and sticky, and of course it is difficult to stir.

Robb smiled and said to the peasant woman: “Okay! You can stop.”

The peasant woman stopped her hand obediently, Robb blew out the fire with a magic, and then , picked up a copper spoon, reached into the pot, and spooned a spoonful of syrup from the bottom of the pot.