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The full name of Lord Viscount Cook didn't know, but he knew that Lord Viscount liked to call him, Lord Locke, Viscount Locke's territory is not small, but not too large. It only has a few thousand acres of land and several square kilometers of forests around it. And below the castle is a river, which is a bit exaggerated, and it is a stream that is wronged again.

The riverbed of this small river is very wide. Cook knows that it was washed out when the flood broke out in summer. The river bank is a piece of farmland. The main grain in the farmland is oats, similar to the oats on the earth. The oats are not yet mature, so there are almost no people in the farmland.

Cook and Old Hill walked through the woods by the farmland familiarly, and walked through the woods and came directly to the river. Several woodcutters in the woods saw Cook and Old Hill greeting Old Hill intimately.

"Old Hill, are you going down the river again?"

"Little Cook is getting older and older. When will I go to my house to have a drink?"

"Haha, you guys are busy with our father and son to go and have a look." Old Hill replied intimately, but after turning around, he ordered Cook: "The guy who asked you to drink just now has a daughter. He is a good person, but the reputation is not very good. Our family must not have that kind of woman, do you know?"

"I know, father." What does Cook have to do with it? The entire Viscount's subordinates are less than 2,000, and only a few hundred families. You should know that Cool Cook's company on Earth has more than these people working every day. Cook's memory is the best. The daughter of the woodcutter who just called to drink is said to be doing some business in the tavern in the town.

The town is only allowed to be established by the rank of Earl, and the Viscount is a village. There are not only taverns, but also blacksmith shops, as well as tailor shops, and various shops, because only when the Count can they be allowed to be made of grain for sale. The winemaking, empire and the Principality are strictly managed. Of course, the same is true for iron tools. The only iron tools in Cook's family are a pot, and a kitchen knife that is transformed with an abandoned horseshoe. As for the controlled knives, it is impossible to own it, because the iron pot is still the property of Lord Viscount.

"Father, you are waiting on the shore, I'll catch fish." Cook was so excited that he was about to rush in when he saw the river.

"Nonsense, this is the territory of the God of Water, we need to pray first." However, Old Hill grabbed Cook because the people here believed in various gods, and the river was the jurisdiction of the God of Water. However, Cook understood it very well, because there were many gods on the ancient earth.

Cook had to crawl on the ground with his father and pray. Cook thought there was no reason to talk back to his father for such a small matter. As soon as the prayer was finished, Cook rushed into the river.

"Cook, slow down, slow down, how many people didn't drown in the river that summer?" Old Hill followed behind with a bag and told loudly.

"Father, don't you know my water quality?" Cook said while taking off his clothes. In fact, the river is not very wide, only ten meters long, but the riverbed is concave, with a depth of about 3 meters in the middle. The most important thing is that there are a large number of pebbles in the middle. The big one is as big as half a house, so the small one is not mentioned. There are gaps between the pebbles and pebbles, and there are a lot of moss on the pebbles, so it is very slippery. If you accidentally get your feet stuck in, of course, you can only report it to the Water God.

"Okay, you go down." Old Hill was still very pleased with this son. Since the coming-of-age ceremony, his son has become more and more sensible. The only bad thing is that he introduced several girls who looked down on him.

Cook's fish-catching tools are very simple. They are made of wood harpoons. Fishing nets are generally not available because the price of fishing nets is very expensive and it is not the business of Lord Viscount. If it is damaged, it will be a lot of money. Moreover, the fishing nets are kept by Lord Viscount's general custody and not by Old Hill.

Cook looked around and saw that there was no one, just stripped naked on a big rock by the river. Then he tried the water and patted it with water. If he didn't do this, the temperature inside the water would be easy to cramp. The river was a little better because the water flowed, and the temperature of the upper and lower water layers was almost no different. In ponds, cofferdams, and reservoirs, because the water almost didn't flow, the temperature below seemed to be hot on the surface, and the temperature below was only a few degrees. Therefore, there were particularly many people dying in these places, because the huge temperature difference caused the body to cramp, which led to imbalance in movements and the probability of death was very high.

"Puu!" Cook slapped for a while, feeling his body adapt to the temperature of the water, and jumped in at once.

"Yes, this kid's movements are becoming more and more standard." Old Hill nodded with relief when he looked at Cook's skillful movements in the water. However, Old Hill was not idle either, but wandered around the riverbed to see if there were any unlucky guys approaching the riverbed.

After Cook got into the water, he did not swim towards the center of the river because there were almost no fish there. Such river fish generally live in the cracks of stones where the water flows are not very fast by the river bed. Because the water flow in the middle of the river is relatively fast, it consumes a lot of energy for the fish and has no food.

Cook opened his eyes at the bottom of the water. For some reason, Cook saw black and white scenes every time he went into the water. Cook suspected that the pressure of the water pressed the visual nerves and caused color blindness. However, after several times, Cook realized that there was no big problem at all. In fact, this was a good thing for Cook.

Because most of the fish in such rivers are carnivorous fish, the skin color of these fish is imaginative and the color of pebbles in the rivers, but it is not easy to escape under Cook's color blindness.

"The long-bearded sticky fish is so big." Cook, who swam slowly, discovered the target. The long-bearded sticky fish is a very long beard and has a lot of mucus on the body. The meat is very delicious. Of course, people here usually use it to make dried fish, so they waste such good materials. As for the name of the fish, people here can't call it the scientific name at all. It is said that only the aristocratic schools in the city have this knowledge.

Cook slowly stretched his head out of the water, changed his breath, then placed the wooden fork on a stone by the river, and wrapped a circle of sackcloth straps around his hands, and then Cook dived down again.

In fact, this type of protective colored fish is Cook's favorite, because as long as you don't stare at it, these guys will be arrogant and think that their protective color is amazing. So Cook slowly passed by the long-bearded sticky fish hidden in the crack of the stone. Cook took a casual look and guessed that there was only this exit in the crack.

The long-bearded sticky fish stared at Cook without blinking. Seeing that Cook was about to leave the warning waters, the long-bearded sticky fish blinked his eyes. But just this time, the long-bearded sticky fish found a black shadow attacking, and the long-bearded sticky fish instinctively shrank, but unfortunately, a pair of rough hands directly stuck the head of the long-bearded sticky fish. Such a fish head is big and small, and can only be grabbed by the head. If it is stuck, it will slip away in an instant.

"Haha, good thing!" Because Cook's hand had linen, the mucus could not play a big role in Cook's hand. Cook looked at the big guy weighing more than two pounds, and rushed out of the water and shouted at Old Hill.

"Good thing, Cook, Lord Viscount is here to hunt, but I'm not here to pay homage to Lord Viscount." But Cook then found that there were a few people around Old Hill, all riding horses, one of them was wearing gorgeous hunting suits, and the few people around him were fully armed. The bright sword made Cook dizzy.

"Cook pays homage to Lord Viscount." Cook quickly walked around the other side of the big stone, wrapped himself in clothes, and rushed over with the sticky fish that kept shaking its tail.

"Yes, Old Hill, your son is very skilled, and this long-bearded sticky fish is the best ingredient." Lord Locke also dismounted and looked at the sticky fish in Cook's hand, exclaiming.

"Thank you for your praise from Viscount. Little Cook has advanced to the first-level guard, so I'm going to see what fresh fish is sent to Viscount. Thank you for your trust." Old Hill replied humbly. In fact, the civilians and nobles here are directly harmonious, unlike some novels, which of course this refers to civilians. The treatment of slaves is different, because both the empire and the principality attach great importance to civilians. For example, civilians can choose to be the one who leads the people at will. This trick is very poisonous. Some small nobles have to be stripped of their titles because they do not have enough people.

"Haha, Old Hill, your son is good, Kuifu, let the escort department bring Cook and the first-level guard who will be promoted this year. Let's test the talented bloodline." Viscount Rock still attaches great importance to Old Hill. You must know that fisherman is not owned by any noble, and if Cook enters the escort department, then Old Hill will not be able to leave.

"Yes! Sir!" Kuifu was a man next to Dumai Viscount who carried a two-meter-long big sword on his back. Cook knew that this was Dumai Viscount's guard leader and Captain Kuifu.

"Thank you, Lord Viscount." Cook has also heard of bloodline tests. It is said that this is a mandatory test, but only those recommended by the nobles can test it. The test seems to be free, but Cook knows that Lord Viscount values ​​his father, not himself.

"Cook, come on." Viscount Rock took Cook's trophy away.

"Father, who is this Viscount Rock?" Cook pointed to his arm because there was a scar on Viscount Rock's arm.

"Haha, Viscount Locke is a military title, not a title bought with money. Viscount Locke killed two knights in an imperial battle five years ago and was said to have saved a magician, so he was granted the title by the Principality." Old Hill explained with a smile.

"Magic?" This is the first time Cook heard of a magician.

"Well, magician, a very powerful existence. Okay, little Cook, let's catch it again. We still have to go to Captain Kuff's place." Old Hill seemed very afraid of the magician, but just casually told Cook to catch fish again.

"Oh!" Cook had no choice but to go, but Cook was already concerned about the magician.
Chapter completed!