Chapter 16 is free. Is there such a good thing?

Chapter 16 is free. Is there such a good thing?

"No need to go through so much trouble, Naslin, you live quite far away from here, I can take a rest and then go find the night watchman to get it myself," said Harold.

"It's no trouble. My residence is quite far from here, but Brother Amir lives nearby. He is also a forest ranger. Since he lives next to the scholars' residence, he has a lot of useful things there. Wait, I can bring you something else besides the hand warmers," Nasrin said and ran out without waiting for Harold's response.

It's really so enthusiastic.

Harold smiled and shook his head, touched the pocket cake in his hand, felt that it had been warmed up, and began to eat it in small bites.

Now he had nothing to do except eating, so he ate slowly, which was a rare occurrence, chewing every bite carefully. He tasted the cabbage, potatoes, tomatoes, as well as the barbecue and eggs. Due to the low temperature, the sauce inside had solidified, but it was still very delicious.

Harold could taste the flavor of pepper, but could not recognize anything else. The people of Xumi like to mix various spices, and they especially like to use pepper. There are almost no dishes here without pepper. Pepper in Xumi is like masala in India.

When Harold had almost finished eating the cake, Nasrin appeared in his sight. She was holding a leather bag in her hand, and it seemed that she had brought a lot of things with her.

"Why are you eating cold biscuits?" Nasrin came up and hit Harold on the shoulder. "I even brought you a heating tool, but you finished it so quickly."

"It's okay, I think it tastes good cold, too."

Harold shrank his neck.

How could she be so strong? She was indeed a forest ranger, and she was totally different from a weak academic like him.

Naslin was dissatisfied: "It's not a question of whether it tastes good or not. Have you seen the one I gave you?"

Harold: "The Rainforest Survival Manual?"

Naslin nodded: "There is one rule in it, don't eat raw or cold food, don't eat rotten food, it's easy to get dysentery in the rain forest.

If you get sick and have no medicine, you will be trapped in the rain forest for several days. If you are lucky, we can pick you up. If you are unlucky, you may die in the rain forest... Hey, why did I give you the cold cake directly..."

"It's okay, I warmed myself up and it's not too cold," said Harold.

"You'll regret it when you get a stomachache," Nasrin sighed. "You guys who come to the rain forest for the first time are always like this. You think you're in good health and dare to eat and drink anything. But in the end, you just add to our workload."

Although Naslin said this, she still took out a small velvet bag from her bag and handed it to Harold: "Here, take this and warm your stomach first. Maybe it can heat up the food in your stomach through your belly."

"It's so warm," Haroldt took the small wool bag, and his cold hands instantly warmed up. He warmed his hands and put the bag against his left cheek, warming it up then his right cheek.

"But be careful when you hold it while sleeping. Don't press it under your body. The bladder used to fill it with hot water is the urinary bladder of a pack animal, which cannot bear the weight of your whole body," said Nasrin as she picked up firewood and started a fire outside the tent.

"I'm burning some fragrant wood and herbs that can repel insects. It might be a little smoky, but you have to bear with it. If you don't light it, you'll be sucked dry by mosquitoes tonight."

After Naslin lit the fire, she took out a fan and fanned it vigorously to make the fire burn more vigorously. Harold soon smelled the bad smell that Naslin mentioned, which was a bit like the smell of toon wood.

Not to mention, it's quite intoxicating and seems to have the effect of refreshing the mind. He is much more sober now.

"Why are you up? Didn't you want to go to sleep?" Nasrin asked in surprise when she saw Harold stand up and sit next to her.

"I've rested for a while, and I'm not so tired anymore. I'll come and help," Haroldt took out the Rainforest Survival Manual, "Is this how it is?"

Harold fanned hard twice, but the smoke choked his eyes and made them sore.

"That's not the case! Watch my movements..." Naslin demonstrated to Harold, "Or, it would be better if you roll up the book and use it as a blowpipe."

In fact, the fire had already started and no fuel was needed, but Naslin still taught Harold carefully. She felt that these techniques would be useful to him when he wanted to make a fire in the future.

Harold: "Is this correct?"

"Yes, that's it."

"Cough cough..." Harold inhaled a mouthful of thick smoke and started coughing.

Nasrin: "Don't inhale! Blow, blow!"

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"You learn quickly! You must be an excellent student in the Order Academy!" Nasrin touched Harold's head and praised him, "Congratulations on your graduation, Harold. From now on, you will know how to make a fire correctly. Tomorrow I will teach you how to put out a fire. This is also one of the necessary skills for living in the rainforest."

"Congratulations on my graduation - does my hair feel good?" Harold patted the top of his head.

Is it really that nice to touch?

One week after coming to this world, he had already been touched on the head by Kavi and Nasrin. Although he was only 15 years old in this body, he did not look like a little boy. He was only half a head shorter than the 18-year-old Kavi.

I haven't measured his height, but it's definitely over 1.7 meters. His face is not at all cute, so why do people always like to touch his head?

"Yes," Naslin said with a savoring smile, "I didn't expect it to be so soft before I touched it. I want to rub it more, but if you resist, forget it."

"Okay, let you touch it," Harold lowered his head.

"Huh?" Naslin didn't expect Harold to do such a thing.

"Just consider it as a thank you for helping me today. Go ahead and touch it, just this once. After you're done I want to ask you a few questions," Harold said with a smile.

"So this is a bribe? You're not trying to do anything bad, are you?" Nasrin said jokingly, her hand already reaching out to Haroldt's beautiful silver hair and ruffling out his little whorls.

Harold said as he endured Nasrin's abuse: "If it is managed well, it is not a bad thing."

Hearing this answer, Nasrin immediately became alert and the hand that was touching Harold's hair dropped.

Forest rangers usually pay more attention to scholars from the Council of the Order. On the one hand, they are scholars from the Council of the Order. If they disappear in the rainforest without explanation, it will be difficult for the Council of the Order to explain.

On the one hand, there are always a small number of scholars who secretly do things that harm animals and plants and destroy the rainforest ecology for the sake of research. This month, she caught a scholar who tried to capture rare birds. When she caught him, the scholar had already dissected nearly twenty gray-blue umbrella-finches, and his workbench was simply disgusting.

And Harold.

Nasrin looked at the young scholar again. After all, they had known each other for a while, so she felt that Harold was not the kind of crazy scholar. But why did he say that?

Harold: "Have you finished touching? Then I have a question, Naslin-san!"

"Here!" Naslin sat up straight unconsciously.

Harold pointed to a field not far away and said, "Question: Is the rent of the field here expensive?"

"The bad thing you mentioned is just about renting land?" Naslin's tense nerves immediately relaxed, and at the same time she began to regret it.

What kind of bad thing is this? Is he saying this on purpose to divert her attention?

What a cunning scholar! The silver hair was soft, like the hair of a forest rabbit, and it felt really good to touch. She wanted to touch it for a while longer.

"But if not managed properly, farming in the rainforest will indeed cause soil erosion or environmental pollution," Harold argued.

"You're right. I'm glad you have this awareness. Initially, the fields in the village were reclaimed by the villagers to grow vegetables. At that time, there were no forest rangers, so if people wanted land, they just cut down a piece of tree and set it on fire. At that time, there were many fields in the city, and the rainforest environment was also severely damaged.

But later, with the emergence of the profession of forest ranger, villagers also realized that reclaiming fields at will would damage the rainforest ecology. In addition, many villagers found that they still preferred to eat fresh mushrooms and wild vegetables grown in the rainforest, so many idle fields turned back into forest land," said Nasrin, looking at several idle plots of land in the distance.

"The fields there have been idle for a long time. We had agreed with the villagers to replant vegetation on them. If the area of ​​land you want is not very large, you should be able to use it for free as long as you discuss it with the owner of the field," said Nasrin.

Harold was no longer sleepy after hearing this: Free? There is such a good thing in the world? !