Chapter 233 The Dwarf Visitors Arrive One After Another (1/2)

Chapter 233 Dwarf Visitors Arrived in Succession

Aaron changed into clean clothes and stood in front of a mirror to simply fix his hair.

It was the first time he met such a hospitable person as Bilbo Baggins. Although this guest room was relatively small, it was well-equipped and not much worse than the master bedroom.

Most importantly, Bilbo did not intend to charge money, and the reason was very simple: taking money from a child with impaired memory would make his conscience uneasy.

Aaron put all his current property on the table, ten gold coins.

In this world, gold coins are hard currency. He planned to leave two when he left, as a thank you for Bilbo's care.

Then he closed the door, gently bolted it, and drew the curtains, leaving no gaps.

After ensuring sufficient privacy, he began to carve summoning magic circles on the floor.

The white magic circle emitted a faint light, but soon returned to calm.

"Is it true that we can't summon Abe?" Aaron frowned slightly, "Special magical creatures from another world can't be summoned, but ordinary animals from this world should be able to be summoned. It's just that it's hard to say whether they will be obedient or not."

"Gaius." There was a knock on the door, followed by Bilbo's voice, "Come out for dinner."

"I'll be right there."

Aaron came out of the guest room and saw two fried grass carps on the dining table, still emitting hot steam.

"Here are the seasonings. You can add salt and pepper according to your taste." Bilbo pushed the seasoning bowl to Aaron, and after a moment of hesitation, he said, "If you don't like fish, there are cheese, fruits, vegetables, bread and various meats in the food cabinet."

"That's good enough. I'm not that hypocritical.

But I'd be very happy if there was wine."

"Wine?" Bilbo paused, then shook his head and said, "You can't drink. You're too young."

"I've told you not to treat me like a child. I may not be worse than you in terms of alcohol tolerance."

"That won't work either."

"The host is the guest." Aaron spread his hands helplessly. He just wanted to drink some wine to celebrate his first day in the other world. Why is it so difficult!

Dinglingling!

Bilbo had just put on his napkin and sprinkled a handful of salt on the fried fish when the doorbell rang.

"I'll go open the door."

Aaron stood up and walked towards the door. When the door opened, he saw a shiny light bulb... or to be more precise, a bald head under the candlelight.

This middle-aged man was a little taller than Bilbo, without pointed ears and thick soles. He was initially judged to be a dwarf.

The dwarf was surprised for a moment when he saw Aaron, and then bowed respectfully, "Dwalin, at your service."

Aaron:......

What's going on?

Dwarf etiquette? But isn't 'at your service' an exaggeration?

"Uh... wait a minute." Aaron turned around, "Mr. Baggins, do you know a dwarf named Dwalin?"

Bilbo walked to the door, looked up and down at the dusty Dwalin, and his expression became a little strange.

"Do we know each other?"

"No." Dwalin said directly, and then walked into Bag End on his own.

"Bilbo, I personally think it's a rash decision to let strangers into the house."

"I think so too, but you opened the door."

Aaron's mouth twitched slightly, it made sense, I was speechless.

"Where is it, little brother, this way?" Dwalin asked while taking off his cloak.

"Where is it?" Bilbo asked puzzled.

"Dinner." Dwalin threw his cloak to Bilbo, "He said there would be food, and there would be a lot of it."

"He said?" Bilbo looked confused, "Who said that?"

"You don't have to guess, it was Gandalf." Aaron pointed to the door, on which there was a blue fluorescent pattern, "This is probably the mark."

Bilbo blinked, "Why did he do that?"

"This is dinner!" Dwalin's rough voice came from the house, "I'm so hungry, I'll be rude for now."

"I don't know why he did that, but I know that robbers won't say hello to you before robbing your house."

When the two walked to the dining table, Bilbo's fish had been half eaten by Dwalin, and even the side dishes were not spared.

As soon as he set his eyes on the plate opposite, Aaron immediately sat back in his seat and poked his dinner with a fork.

Dwalin was embarrassed to fight with a child for food, so he picked up the remaining half of the fish and bit off the fish head in one bite.

"This is delicious. Do you have more?"

"What?" Bilbo was stunned for a moment before realizing that the other party was not full. "Yes."

He took a plate full of bread from another table, but the moment he handed it over, he left one for himself.

"Help yourself."

Dwalin was not polite at all. He grabbed the bread and stuffed it into his mouth, leaving crumbs all over the floor.

"It's just that I didn't expect there would be visitors." Bilbo said.

"Then you probably have to be prepared." Aaron reminded him reluctantly, "Remember what Gandalf said?

'I'm looking for a partner for adventure', 'I'll go inform others'.

If I'm not mistaken, there will be a lot of people coming tonight, and your house will be very lively.

And after Mr. Dwalin came in, he said: He said there would be a lot of food here.

It's not difficult to judge that these people are probably hungry."

As soon as the voice fell, the doorbell rang again.

Bilbo was a little confused. It seemed inappropriate to open the door, but if he didn't open the door...

Dwalin glanced at Bilbo with his eyes slanted, "The doorbell is ringing."

Gulu!

It seemed even more inappropriate not to open the door.

Bilbo swallowed his saliva and gave Aaron a look for help.

He didn't know why he asked a teenager for help, but he was really at a loss now.

"Don't look at me like that. It's your turn to open the door this time." Aaron made a gesture of invitation. "If you had listened to my advice earlier and went out to hide for two days, it would have been fine. But now you can only open the door."

Bilbo nodded with some frustration and walked towards the door again.

"Kid." Dwalin looked at Aaron, "I need to confirm your name."

"Gaius, Aaron Gaius." Aaron ate his dinner calmly, "Remember this name, it will leave a legend in this world."

"Heh!" Dwalin raised an appreciative smile at the corner of his mouth, "I'm waiting."

"Balin, at your service."

A dwarf with white hair and beard stood at the door. He was not young, but he was still strong and looked very energetic.

"Good evening." Bilbo said.

"Yes, it is very good." Balin looked up at the night sky, "Although I think it will rain."

"Am I late?"

"Uh...you are the second one to come."

"Then I am not late." Balin walked into Bag End and saw Dwalin eating, and laughed heartily, "Good evening, brother."

Dwalin also laughed when he saw his old acquaintance, "My God, you are fatter and shorter than the last time we met."

"Only fatter, not shorter." Balin laughed, "I am still smarter than you."

The two made friendly eye contact, and after approaching, they bumped their heads against each other's foreheads, and then laughed at the same time. This may be a special way of communication between friends.

"Sorry, sorry, I don't mean to disturb you.

But did you find the wrong place?"

"Alas!" Aaron sighed, "Bilbo, unless you tear down the door of your house now, they really didn't find the wrong place."

Bilbo pursed his lips and didn't know what to say.

Dwalin and Balin, two old friends, were talking to each other, but they ended up in the kitchen.

"Have you eaten yet?"

"No."

"What is this?"

"I don't know, cheese, but it's blue and full of mold."

......

When Bilbo saw them unscrewing their wine barrels, he couldn't help but feel anxious, "It's not that I'm not hospitable, Hobbits are very hospitable, but I want to get to know my guests first.

In fact, I don't know you at all, I don't want to be rude, but I have to say... I'm sorry."

The two dwarves who were chatting and automatically ignoring Bilbo fell silent at the same time and looked at him.

"I accept your apology." Balin smiled and nodded, then looked at Dwalin, "Fill me up with wine, don't be stingy."

At this time, the doorbell rang again.

Aaron put down his knife and fork, "I'll open the door for you this time!"

"Oh! Thank you." Bilbo really needed to slow down and didn't want to be stimulated again.

The door opened, and two younger dwarves stood outside the door, but compared to the first two, they brought more heavyweights.

"Fili."

"Kili"

"At your service."

"Welcome, please come in."

"You must be Mr. Gaius." Kili said with some curiosity, "Gandalf didn't tell us your age, it's really surprising."

Aaron's mouth twitched slightly. He thought that only Bilbo was involved in the adventure team, but he didn't expect Gandalf to not leave him behind.

Damn it, it's too much. You didn't let me go even though I lost my memory.

"Yes, it's me, Aaron Gaius." Aaron forced a smile, "Excuse me, what is the plan of that old immortal Gandalf, no, what is his plan?"

"I'll tell you when he comes." Fili said, "Is Mr. Baggins here?"

"He is entertaining Dwalin and Balin."

"Thank God, it seems we are not late." Qili walked into the room with a little excitement, and hung several weapons he brought on Aaron's shoulders.

Fili took off the sword on his back and put it in Aaron's hand, "Be careful, I just asked someone to sharpen it."

Aaron raised his eyebrows and pulled the sword out a few inches, "Wow, the quality is good, but the person you hired is not so professional. There is a very, very small gap on the blade of this sword."

"You know this?" Fili was a little surprised.

"My ancestors were blacksmiths." Aaron smiled and put the sword into the scabbard, "I suggest you change to a better one. Although this gap looks harmless, it will be a fatal flaw when encountering a sharper weapon."

Hearing this, Fili nodded silently.

It's not that he doesn't want to change, he just doesn't have the money.

"Don't step on it, that's my mother's box." Bilbo came over and stopped Qili from rubbing the mud on his shoes with his mother's box.

"Fili, Kili, come and help."

Dwalin put his arm around Kili and pulled him to the dining room, and Fili followed him.

The four dwarves were not in a hurry to reminisce, but to tidy up the room.

"Put this in the corridor so that everyone can come in." The elder Balin commanded.

"How many people are coming?" Bilbo asked with some fatigue.

"Prepare for the worst." Aaron patted his shoulder, "For example, fill this room.

But one thing I can be sure of is that all the people who come are dwarves, except Gandalf."

As soon as the voice fell, the doorbell rang again.

"Should I open the door this time?" Aaron put Fili and Kili's weapons in the corner of the wall, and was about to walk to the door, when Bilbo cut in front of him.

He was furious and cursed as he walked.

"No one is home, go bother others, there are already too many dwarves here.

Which idiot came up with this joke, haha, it's really tasteless."

Bilbo pulled the door open with force, ready to let the dwarves outside see the anger of an honest man.

However, as soon as the door opened, a bunch of dwarves fell in uncontrollably from the door.

"Ouch!"

"Get up, fat guy."

Silently comparing the number of people, Bilbo swallowed the words on his lips very sincerely.

At this time, a pair of blue pupils appeared in front of the two people, and Gandalf was bending over to look into Bag End.

"Gandalf." Bilbo looked at him angrily.

Aaron gave a typical fake smile, "Grey Wizard, I think we need an explanation."

"There will be an explanation, but before that, can the owner of this cave entertain the guests from afar?" Gandalf smiled embarrassedly, "After all, I organized this adventure with great difficulty."

"We have no objection to you organizing the adventure, but why do you have to meet at Mr. Bilbo Baggins's house?

It's okay to meet at Mr. Baggins's house, but why didn't you tell us in advance? We are not mentally prepared at all.

Of course, these are not a big deal. For the hospitable Hobbits, it will be over in a few days, as long as you don't add us to the adventure list."

"This..." Gandalf hesitated for a moment, "I will abide by your own wishes. It's up to you to decide whether to go or not."

Aaron breathed a sigh of relief and then Then he looked at Bilbo on the side, "Mr. Baggins, I can only help you gain some initiative, but you still have to do what you should do."

"I understand." Bilbo looked at the dwarves who gathered in the room where Dwalin was one after another, and said tiredly: "The Hobbits will entertain these visitors well."

"No, you don't understand. You have to be prepared for heavy bleeding. They will probably hold a banquet in your house.

If possible, I hope you can help me fill a bottle of wine, because if nothing unexpected happens, the barrel will be emptied soon."

"Children can't drink." Bilbo said bluntly, and then reacted, "It's not that serious!"

"It's always good to make more preparations." Aaron said with some sympathy, "I suggest you take a pen and paper to record your losses, and then ask Gandalf for reimbursement. To some extent, he is the culprit."

Gandalf:......