Header Background Image
    The best wuxia web novel site
    Chapter Index

    December 13th, early morning.

    For the monkeys at the Stealing Fruit Monkey Training Ground, this year's first snowfall arrived alongside new members. The monkeys that Lord Gort had ordered to be purchased hadn't arrived yet, but three pregnant female monkeys had already given birth to four baby monkeys, one of which was a set of twins.

    Perhaps Flower Town truly is a place blessed by the glory of knights, as all four baby monkeys survived.

    They were just in time to witness Flower Town's first snowfall, accompanied by howling northern winds.

    "Squeak! Squeak!"

    The monkey troop celebrated the arrival of the snow in their own language. When the snow fell, the fragrant coconut trees would stop growing, and the fragrant coconuts would no longer ripen—a fact they knew well from their constant thievery. The cessation of ripening also meant that they could take the winter off from work.

    Unfortunately,

    such thoughts were laughable. Early in the morning, the overseer Giggs brought out fake fragrant coconuts and began the daily training routine.

    "Lord Gort will bring in more monkeys, and when that happens, these stealing fruit monkeys will serve as role models for the newcomers. Therefore, everyone, train hard and make the stealing fruit monkeys exemplary!" Giggs shouted loudly, enjoying his authority on the training ground.

    The other fruit farmers had to listen to him.

    "I can't train my female monkey today; she needs to feed her babies."

    "Then you'll shovel snow."

    "Why shovel snow? Every year we don't shovel snow and just stay inside. That's much better," said a fruit farmer nonchalantly.

    Giggs immediately retorted, "Straighten your attitude. Advisor Gort has already announced that all farms and workshops must clear the snow from their entrances and work areas, and after that, clear the nearby roads too! You fool, do you dare disobey the advisor's orders?"

    The fruit farmer dared not disobey, but he grumbled at Giggs, "Why didn't you tell me earlier? If you had, I wouldn't have let the snow pile up in the training ground!"

    Despite his complaints, he obediently fetched a broom he had made himself and started sweeping the snow.

    As it had only snowed overnight, the accumulation wasn't thick and could be cleared with a broom.

    Just like the Stealing Fruit Monkey Training Ground, as soon as dawn broke, the entire Flower Town began a massive snow-clearing operation. Patrol teams beat drums and gongs, urging the serfs to get up and clear the snow, prioritizing the roads to prevent delays in carriage travel and construction projects.

    This winter was destined to be anything but peaceful.

    In the castle and administrative offices, multiple meetings had been held to plan the construction projects for the winter.

    ...

    "Ahh!"

    Stretching lazily, Liszt was reluctant to leave his bed.

    The snow had started falling last night, and the temperature had dropped to the point where thick clothing was necessary. He had already covered himself with a cotton quilt. While Earth Knights naturally resist cold, no one would foolishly endure freezing temperatures without the comfort of a warm blanket.

    Still, he summoned the willpower to resist the cozy bed and got up to open the door.

    Outside, a male servant and a female servant were already waiting.

    Thomas, the male servant, was there to help him dress, while the female servant was responsible for cleaning the room.

    "Good morning, sir," Thomas said, holding a leather armor set.

    Little Lily, carrying a bucket, a hand duster, and a mop, bowed to Liszt: "Good morning, sir."

    "Good morning."

    Liszt had grown accustomed to having someone help him dress. After carefully grooming himself in front of the mirror, he hurriedly left the bedroom to walk his dog.

    Before stepping outside, he heard "oooh" and "oooh" sounds. It was the Thorns Ridge little fairy Jie La, flying out of the insect house and following him out.

    Liszt smiled and patted Jie La's head: "Jie La, I'll show you the snow."

    "Oooh!" Jie La, with wide eyes, was eager and excited. This was its first encounter with snow since its birth.

    Upon leaving the castle, it flew around excitedly, occasionally touching the snow on the ground, trees, and windows.

    "Woof woof!"

    Hiddleston stood at the entrance of its doghouse, barking excitedly. It was also experiencing snow for the first time. However, it had probably seen enough snow last night and was now excited because it knew it could play freely with Liszt.

    Unleashing Hiddleston from its chain,

    the beast, trained as a guard dog, dashed out into the snowy field, shaking its tail wildly and playing in the snow.

    Plop!

    A small snowball hit Hiddleston on the head. Jie La, mimicking Liszt, had formed a snowball and thrown it. But its hands were too small, making the snowball tiny and ineffective against Hiddleston.

    Seeing Hiddleston ignore it, Jie La became furious and raised its hand to scatter seeds.

    However, Liszt sensed its emotions through telepathy and immediately stopped it: "Jie La, play in the snow, don't scatter seeds randomly."

    With this mischievous spirit, it might be best to take it to Thorns Ridge to plant trees.

    Then, he formed a large snowball and threw it forcefully, hitting Hiddleston squarely on the forehead. Hiddleston was momentarily stunned, looking around but unable to identify who had thrown the snowball. A few seconds later, it lost interest and started rolling in the snow again.

    The snow was thin, so when it rolled, it melted, revealing the alfalfa grass beneath.

    It seemed to be rolling in the snow, but in reality, it was rolling in grass.

    Though childish behavior, considering it was less than a year old, such immaturity was understandable.

    Leaving Hiddleston and Jie La to play in the snow, Liszt began his daily morning training. As the saying goes, a day's plan starts in the morning, and a life's plan depends on diligence. Refining one's martial arts is a painstaking process. To become a flying sky knight and achieve sainthood with a sword requires diligent effort.

    Having completed his aura cultivation class, Liszt returned to the castle for a bath and changed into formal noble attire.

    He had the servants move the dining table next to the window, where he leisurely enjoyed his breakfast while watching them shovel snow. This serene countryside ambiance was something he could never have experienced before his transmigration, of course, the bustling charm of modern civilization was also something this backward world could not replicate.

    Sometimes, he would ask himself, if given a choice now, would he go back to his original life or stay as a noble?

    In the first two months after arriving in Flower Town, he would have chosen to go back.

    Now, he would choose to stay without hesitation, continuing his unfinished dream of riding a dragon.

    "Just a bit nostalgic for soy milk and fried dough sticks, congee and buns... Wait, why haven't I asked Mrs. A and the baker Renard to 'invent' buns?"

    Both are wheat flour-based foods, yet there is more than just bread.

    Steamed buns, dumplings, flower rolls, jiaozi, wontons, noodles, pancakes, fried dough sticks, tangyuan, shumai, and ramen are all common wheat flour dishes. Although Liszt originally came from the south and did not often eat wheat flour foods, eating bread every day made him realize that dumplings and buns suited his taste better.

    Realizing this, he couldn’t help but recall the classic lines from Sister Xianglin.

    "I am truly foolish, really..."

    /bk

    0 Comments

    Note