You call this the god of etiquette?

Chapter 14 Neighbors
Take out the key, insert it into the door lock, and turn it lightly.

squeak-

A musty smell spread over the surface.

I haven't been back for almost half a month, and the cracks in the roof are probably due to the rain leaking several times.

Iger looked at the floor, and sure enough, he found scattered black mold spots.

He frowned, secretly thinking that it would take a long time to clean it up at night.

Looking around at all the furniture in the house: a dusty bed, a blackened wooden cabinet, and a table with crippled legs, he found nothing changed, so he settled down.

He rented this house at a monthly rent of 38 coppers, and the landlord's name was Rand Raven.

The assets under his name include the three outer residential blocks of "Talek" headed by Leighton Street.

Is a very powerful businessman.

He is also the younger brother of the mayor, Gadry Raven.

It is said that it is the property of the mayor's brother, but in fact it is a guard of the town who comes to collect the rent every month.

I don't know whether the captain of the guard tried to figure out the mayor's mind and offered to flatter the mayor, or Rand Raven went to the mayor to ask for it.

In short, the days of rent collection every month are a flurry of chaos, and the captain of the guard always tries his best to report the damage to the furniture, so as to ask the mayor's brother for credit.

The tenants were therefore obliged to take good care of the furniture, which was little better than rags, and to tidy it up if necessary, in order to remain in Leighton Street.

It's not a treasured place, but at least it's not like Li Gang Street, three streets away, where gangs are rampant.

The guards occasionally come here to hang around when they patrol the town.

If it was really in a place like Ligang Street, no parents would trust their children to play on the street.

Iggy went around the small room a few more times to make sure that there was no damage, and there were no traces of others breaking in, so he was relieved.

He put the fur on the ground first, then opened the cabinet, took out the cleanest looking shirt from the stacked clothes inside, and began to change the clothes on his body.

He took a bath by the way when he spent the night by the Nalchik River. Although he was really cold, he at least washed away the bad smell accumulated on his body after not taking a bath for many days.

But the coat stained with wolf blood is not so easy to deal with.

In order to avoid trouble, he washed the leather jacket and put it in the fur.

If it is really checked by the guards, it can also be said that the fur has not been cleaned and stained.

He walked all the way into the town in his own inner liner, and the flaxen shirt naturally got a lot of dirt in the dust.

After changing his clothes, Yige picked up the fur on the ground again.

When he pushed open the door and went outside, he saw the little girl next door sitting at the door of the next room, looking at him curiously.

Iger knew her name, Mary Drake, the second daughter of the Drake family next door.

No one in Leighton Street was rich, and the Drakes were no exception.

Her long black hair with a hint of yellow and those thin arms and legs make it hard to believe that she is an adult.

Seeing that Ige noticed her, Mary didn't continue to hide because of shyness, and walked out of the house directly.

"Ige, why haven't you been home recently?"

Every morning, the men in the neighborhood start from home to hunt near the Nalchik River. If they are going to work in a factory, they can start later. But basically, the men in the neighborhood leave soon after the sun rises. clean up.

Only the old and the weak, women and children are left to look after the house or do odd jobs at home.

At the same time, since the big guys live next to each other, they can basically hear the movement of going out and entering the door clearly.

It is not uncommon for people to go out for a long time in order to hunt in farther places, but it is really unusual for Yige to live alone and dare to go out for so long.

Although the neighbors in the neighborhood are basically clear about each other's family background and know that they are people who can't save money, but in case they encounter people from outside or have dirty hands and feet, fancy small furniture or even rummaging through boxes and cabinets to destroy it, it will definitely be fine. Make days a mess.

Ige knew what Mali meant, and smiled gently: "I crossed the river to go hunting before."

As he said that, he lifted the bundle of fur beside him so that Mary could see it more clearly.

Mary widened her eyes, staring intently at the fur in Yige's hand.

She is the daughter of the Orion family, and she can tell at a glance that the bundle of leather is in good condition.

Although she only recognized the top few Xiangyue rabbit skins, she reckoned that a bundle of furs of this quality would be worth at least 200 copper.

That's two silver coins!

My heart was burning, and I felt that the "priest" in front of me was acting weird, and praying to gods he had never heard of in the room from time to time, and suddenly became much more pleasing to the eye.

If the guards who came to patrol hadn't verified it with the priest of the God of Fertile Earth in the town, saying that Yige was indeed not praying to the evil god, this strange man would have been arrested long ago.

But now, it was the vicissitudes of life of such an ostracized man that suddenly exuded a masculine charm.

Yi Ge keenly captured Ma Li's changes.

He knew it, and wasn't surprised at all.

However, he didn't feel that Mary was ugly because of this.

Who doesn't love money?
At least Mary's family knew clearly that they had been away for so long, and they hadn't thought about his house.

At least there are some bottom lines.

Since entering the city, he has never concealed his "hunting harvest".

On the one hand, it was because it couldn't be covered up in the first place.

After all, it doesn't make much sense to keep the fur in his hands, and if he wants to sell it, unless he is willing to accept a very low price and sell it to a traveling merchant, he will have to go to the city to find a shop anyway.

On the other hand, many people on the outskirts of the town knew him and knew that he had no money. If he used the money he got from Guabrak rashly, it would inevitably attract the attention of interested people.

It would be different if the furs were sold first.

The source of the money was explained, and many things became logical.

It has happened more than once in "Talek" to go hunting and occasionally have a good harvest.

"Are you?" Mary asked subconsciously, wanting to ask Ige why he was hunting and harvesting so many furs.

Suddenly, he realized that asking such a question was a bit too offensive, so he stopped talking.

Yige didn't care, and smiled lightly: "I got the fur from Daxue Mountain."

"Great Snow Mountain?!" Mary asked back in disbelief, "It's so cold there, and there are trolls, so how can you go hunting?"

"And you're only alone."

Yige replied unhurriedly: "The Great Snow Mountain is indeed dangerous. I was lucky to get so many skins this time."

"Oh, that's it." Mary's eyes flickered, she clearly didn't believe Yige's words.

Yige knew that in the face of huge gains, whatever he said might be thought of as "wanting to hide a good hunting spot", so he didn't intend to persuade him any more, but just added two last sentences before leaving:
"The hunters in the past didn't go to the Daxue Mountain, and they didn't even go to the north of the cemetery. There is a reason for them."

"Don't be too greedy."

Mary didn't say much, but her gaze followed Yige who had left, and she suddenly felt that this man seemed to be coming back from a long trip, and her depression and paranoia were swept away.

His indifferent look moved her a little.

(End of this chapter)