industrial lord

Chapter 603 They are angels
"Sir, the road is this way."

One by one, smiling young men stopped Zopel, Ziker and Krom, with flattering smiles on their faces.

The local merchants finally waited until the Wesson army walked out of the camp.

If you dare to do business with the army, you must first not be afraid of death. None of the soldiers have a good temper, and being killed is a common thing.

Therefore, there are always a few military merchants leading the way near the military camps, with local merchants responsible for supplying goods and the military merchants making money from the bold ones.

However, Wesson’s army seemed to have no interest in drinking and having fun, and many of them went directly to the city of Lacobriga.

The locals in the city were panicked and there was chaos.

When Zopel and his companions entered the city, they saw that there were almost no pedestrians on the streets. They asked in surprise, "Is the city observing fast today? Why are there so few people?"

Zikel also said: "Yes, some stores are closed."

Krom was a Black Forest mercenary before joining the Wesson Army, and he knows more than these two young men.

He shook his head and said, "People here are afraid of us robbing them."

Zikel suddenly realized.

Zopel scratched his head and said, "Why should we rob them?"

Crome said with emotion: "You don't know that soldiers and bandits have been inseparable since ancient times."

"When I was a mercenary in my youth, I basically robbed whatever I could find, and I was also required to leave half of the grain in the employer's territory."

"Not to mention women, sometimes little boys can't escape either."

Qi Keer also said: "Yes, in the past, every family in our village had a cave to hide food, and the village also had a cave to hide women."

Zopel was still young when he left his hometown due to a flood more than ten years ago. He only remembered that his family had to guard against a big thief who is now a member of parliament. He was not very familiar with these things.

There was finally a shop open on the street that sold pottery. The owner was sleeping on the counter, still reeking of alcohol.

Apparently, he drank too much last night and fell asleep as soon as he opened the door in the morning. He did not receive the news that the army had entered the city, so he did not close the door.

The store sells bottles and jars with patterns of bulls, sea fish and dancing girls on them, which are quite unique to the three guests.

It is natural to buy some local specialties when traveling abroad. Krom often mentioned the tapestries and vases he bought in Constantinople. These specialties are not just the goods themselves, but also a testimony to the history of the buyer.

"Bang bang bang!"

Chrome patted the counter and the boss woke up in a daze.

He pointed at a ceramic vase and asked the owner in his half-baked local dialect: "How much is that?"

The boss rubbed his eyes and said, "Every piece on the shelf behind me is 5 copper bulls, the shelf opposite me has 10 copper bulls, and the shelf inside has 15 copper bulls."

The copper plates here are printed with bull head patterns, so they are all called bronze bulls.

Not many people can calculate money nowadays, so it is best to calculate in multiples of five.

After asking the prices, the three of them began to choose, some for themselves and some as gifts for relatives and friends. They picked a lot.

There was no reason for the ships that brought them here to return empty-handed and at a loss, so they all went to nearby ports to load cargo, with the Principality of Wessen's own ships carrying some mail.

The greatest achievement along the way is that we have established a mature route based on the military postal system.

Lulu negotiated terms with the maritime overlords in the inland sea. The Dawn Chamber of Commerce would only follow this route, mainly transporting logistics for the Wessen Army, and would not extend its reach to other places.

When they finished choosing, they found that the boss had fallen asleep sitting there again.

Krom shook his head, slapped him awake again, counted the money and paid the bill.

As the three of them left with their bags, Zopel kept complaining, "The people here are so stingy. They charge extra for the plastic bags." Krom shook his head and said, "You can't say that. These plastic bags were shipped from the Principality of Wessen. The shipping cost is not cheap."

"Hey, that stall in front is pretty good."

The roadside stall in front of them was selling pottery handicrafts with people and animals. When the stall was first set up, the owner was curious why there was no one on the street today.

When the three men walked up to the stall, the boss was so frightened that he had no strength in his legs and fell to the ground.

Krom continued to ask the price in half-baked words, and the boss's ten fingers trembled as he stretched out his hands.

They didn't say much. Even Zopel, who was the best at learning foreign languages, couldn't say anything to comfort them. He could only say less and make fewer mistakes.

The three of them picked out some more things, paid the money and left.

Their purchase was seen by others, and soon after they left, people surrounded the boss and kept asking him questions.

The same thing happened simultaneously in different places in the city. The merchants found that the soldiers of Wesson's army were polite and courteous, and they paid honestly when buying things, so they began to grow bolder.

It didn't take Zopel and his companions long to walk around and arrive near the dock. They found a restaurant frequented by businessmen to have lunch. There were a few fish painted on the restaurant's sign.

They chatted with the restaurant owner for a while, but couldn't understand the names of the local dishes, so Krom took out a local silver coin and stuffed it into the owner's hand.

"that is all!"

“Serve so much food!”

"No more and there won't be any more!"

Zopel said with a smile: "In Grandma Casper's restaurant, we often meet foreigners who don't speak the language. Many people just order from the top of the menu."

Krom said: "I heard that restaurant is very famous and expensive. I hope I can save enough money to take my family there once when I go back."

Zopel said: "You can get a discount if you mention my name."

As a few people were chatting, the boss started serving the dishes.

They waited for all the dishes to be served before they started eating, but the dishes kept coming.

There are shrimps fried with olive oil and minced garlic, boiled octopus tentacles sprinkled with spices, grilled squid rings, small fish pickled in vinegar, fried cakes made with a mixture of chickpea flour and dried shrimp, grilled crab legs, shellfish soaked in wine, fish sausages and seafood rice, etc. There are more than a dozen dishes in total.

Zikel's mouth twitched and he said, "It seems we can't finish it."

Zopel smiled wryly and said, "This is by the sea, so the seafood is very cheap."

Krom was a little scratching his head, because seafood in the Principality of Wessen was very expensive, so as a squad leader, he planned to treat the two soldiers to a good meal, but now it seemed too good to be true.

He said to Zopel, "Go to the street and see if there is anyone you know and invite them to come and eat together."

This is the only way, otherwise it will be wasted if we can’t finish it.

Fortunately, it was dinner time, and Zopel completed the task brilliantly.

A group of female air force soldiers happened to pass by, and when Zopel invited them, he was thought to have ulterior motives.

So Zopel betrayed the squad leader, saying that he ordered too much food and couldn't finish it.

At the same time, shops in the city began to open after a period of panic, and more people appeared on the streets.

That night, a group of local bosses gathered in the bar and talked about what had happened that day.

"They are not devils, they are clearly angels!" One boss couldn't help but sigh, "They are all talented, they speak well, they pay well, and they don't steal things. I really like doing business with them."

(End of this chapter)