Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Little Tyrant Doesn't Want to Meet with a Bad End
Apocalypse Gacha
I, The Dragon Overlord
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Weird Live Broadcast: I Can Deduce Endlessly
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Is It Too Late to Leave the Chat Group?
My Iyashikei Game
Chapter 870: Killing me Gently
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 358- Labour is the most valuable
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Chapter 59 - Dekan Doesn't Hold Back
Is It Too Late to Leave the Chat Group?
Book 06 Chapter 002.2: Noble Phantasm: Ancestor, Save Me! Part 2
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Book 07 Chapter 158: Cardinal Position
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 690 - Astonishing Ruined Temple
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 627: Murder Case
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 357- Rip off
Zhan Long
Bramble Bear King
Zhan Long
Bramble Sword
Zhan Long
Sword Tempest
Zhan Long
Creating a skill
Zhan Long
Xiao Yao takes on the world
Zhan Long
Nine main classes
Zhan Long
Meeting the goddess again
Zhan Long
Soaring Grasshopper
Zhan Long
Legendary Driving God
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 10 - No One Can Level Up Faster Than Me
Old John was extremely elated. In this age of scarcity, cutlery was a pointless luxury for most.
Their use was restricted to the tables of nobles and royalty. And even in those cases, some of their poorer members would share their silverware. For the commoners, however, their hands would more than suffice for their meals.
Although black bread was coarse, difficult to eat, and at times mixed with sawdust, it was quite nutritious. And people could rely on it to fill the bulk of their dietary needs. Moreover, for some strange reason, the inhabitants of San Soliel could generally expect to live to 60 years old if they didn’t pass away violently.
The dwarves of San Soliel possessed impressive skills when it came to crafting metal equipment. But even among them, only the most talented would pay attention to the aesthetics of their creations. Most focused on enhancing the quality of the materials they worked with and bestowing magical attributes to the end results.
Thus, delicate tableware of the kind that Old John received was something that few would bother to spend time crafting. Consequently, fine cutlery was worth more than its weight in gold.
Earth’s industrialized economies, however, had mastered the art of mass production. By standardizing production, they could match the skill of the dwarves on a consistent basis.
By giving away the fork, Louie was basically throwing away a luxury that only the highest class of nobles could enjoy.
“My dears, look at what I have brought back!”
Old John returned home and first put the bags of flour and meat on the table. Then he called over his wife and children. He carefully put the wooden box on the table and opened it.
“Oh… Gods… this is a dinner fork?! Such a fine dinner fork. John, tell me honestly, where did you get it?”
John’s wife covered his mouth. She was excited at first but soon revealed a frightened look. She was afraid that John had gone through illegal means to get it.
Although their new lord was extremely generous, his punishments were equally harsh. In Dragon City, any crime
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