"this……"
Mag really didn't know how to describe it.
Snails are all kinds of strange and look similar, but in fact there are also many that are very different.
But it's a good thing that Amy has a thirst for knowledge. As a father, of course, he must satisfy her curiosity.
"System, I need some strange knowledge." Mag said in his heart.
“There are many types of snails, most of which are toxic and inedible. However, the species of snails that are edible on earth, such as French snails, garden snails, and agate snails, are not known to exist on the Norland continent.
The French snail shell is spherical, with a thick shell, a yellowish-brown surface, shiny, and multiple dark-brown bands..."
After some systematic indoctrination.
"The strange knowledge has increased again." Mag absorbed it for a while, and then began to relay it to Amy.
Amy listened carefully, and after a while, she asked: "The poisonous snails cannot be eaten, but the non-poisonous snails can be eaten. I will give the snails to the ugly duckling first. If the ugly duckling is fine, then there is no Poison can be eaten by snails, right?”
The ugly duckling, who was squatting aside and staring eagerly at the soup dumplings on Amy's plate, stared, stood up quickly, and slowly backed away.
There's something wrong with you!
"It sounds reasonable, but it's actually not the case." Mag smiled and shook his head, "There is a big difference between not dying after eating it, and being able to cook it into a delicious dish. difference.
For example, we will not die if we eat the leaves of the big tree at the door, but the leaves cannot be used as ingredients to make delicious food. "
Amy listened carefully.
"The same is true for snails. It may not be toxic, but it tastes terrible, or it has a taste that is difficult to eat. Such snails cannot be called edible snails," Mag continued.
"That's it..." Amy nodded thoughtfully, took a bite of the bun, and felt a little distressed: "Then where should I find edible snails?"
Mag looked at Amy and frowned slightly, then relaxed quickly. He knew that the little guy must have received a new system task, and it must be related to finding edible snails.
"This is such a useless system." Mag complained in his mind, and then asked in his mind: "System, I want to order a French snail."
"No." The system replied simply and quickly.
"Other edible snails will also work," Mag continued.
"Please do not try to interfere with the tasks issued by other systems. This is not conducive to the system's training of the host." The system warned.
"I am helping Amy adjust her system. There is no such thing as being adjusted by the system." McGonagall said leisurely.
"Please be a human being..."
"Just tell me whether to sell it or not. I have a lot of money today. As long as it is an edible snail, for 100 copper coins each, I will buy it for you without hesitation." Mag said arrogantly.
"The host has not yet obtained the permission to open this ingredient, please continue to work hard! Or add more!" the system said seriously.
"101, no more." Mag said decisively.
"As long as it's edible, a 101 copper coin, right?" the system confirmed.
"right."
"Ding! 101 copper coins deducted successfully!"
"Host, please go to the backyard immediately. There is a tawny snail at the root of the third osmanthus tree. It is non-toxic and edible." The system's cheerful voice sounded.
grass!
Mag's expression suddenly froze. He had just vowed that the snails in the backyard must not be eaten, but now he wanted to take Amy to the backyard to find edible snails?
This slap in the face was like a tornado, and it made him uncomfortable for a while.
He even wondered whether the system had deliberately placed the snail in the backyard.
"We solemnly remind the host that it is a living snail and is moving slowly. If the snail disappears because the host is too late to catch it, this system has nothing to do with it," the system reminded.
"Father, do you know?" Amy looked at Mag for help, staring at him with her big cute eyes.
"Okay, I can't refuse." Mag sighed inwardly, put down the knife in his hand, stood up and said with a smile: "Let's go to the backyard and have a look first, maybe there is one there."
Amy slurped up the soup in the shallow plate, but did not move her feet. Instead, she raised her head and looked at Mag in confusion: "But... didn't you just say that the snails in the backyard must not be eaten?"
"Um..." Mag's expression was slightly embarrassed. Sure enough, sometimes he still couldn't say enough.
However, Mag quickly recovered his smile and indifference, nodded slightly and said, "Well, I think I was hasty just now. I should check it on the spot to be sure. Maybe there are new snails here today."
"That's right. Father is really strict." Amy nodded, reached out with her little hand to grab two of Amy's fingers, and happily followed Mag to the backyard.
The backyard of the tavern is not big, just a small flower garden. Irina renovated it a few days ago. She added a magic cover for heat preservation and planted some flowers and plants. The original three osmanthus trees were retained.
As soon as I opened the door, the fragrance of flowers wafted in, which was quite refreshing.
The temperature is comfortable, there are flowers and plants, and there are naturally no shortage of all kinds of small insects and animals.
As soon as Mag went out, he saw three small snails hanging in the damp corner of the wall.
"There!" Amy also noticed the three snails. She quickly stepped forward and squatted down to observe them for a while, then looked back at Mag, "Father, they look like they are all edible."
"It obviously doesn't match the characteristics I just mentioned, okay?!" Mag walked forward and looked at the three ordinary snails, which were greasy and scary, and quickly shook his head: "No, they can't be eaten, we Keep looking for them, they will usually hide at the roots of trees."
"Okay, I'll let you go for now." Amy said to the three snails, then ran to the three osmanthus trees and started looking for them seriously.
"Ah this?"
Mag had already noticed the huge tawny snail at the root of the third osmanthus tree. It was almost the size of an adult's palm. It was translucent tawny and round, like a conch.
"Wow! What a big snail!"
Amy also noticed the snail and trotted over and squatted down.
The snail seemed to sense the danger and turned crazily to climb up the tree trunk.
"Want to run?" Amy slapped it down.
The snail retracted all its tentacles into its shell with a swish.
"Father, can this snail be eaten?" Amy held the big snail in her hands and looked at Mag expectantly. This was the biggest snail she had ever seen.
"Well, this should be an edible snail." Mag nodded. This snail looked similar to the French snail in terms of size and appearance. It must be the snail the system mentioned.
"This is a snail. The meat is sour and poisonous. You can't eat it." Irina appeared at the door at some point, leaning lazily on the door frame and looking at the snail in Amy's hand.
