Farming Lord of Crossing

Chapter 170 169. Praise (seeking subscription, monthly ticket, recommendation ticket)

Tony's wonderful story soon reached the ears of Bru, the governor, and Willy, the scholar who originally compiled the stories of the lord's great achievements.Knowing the importance of public opinion, the Willie scholar immediately came to Bruce. Although Bruce still doesn't quite understand the power of public opinion, there is no doubt that the things that the lord has explained must be done well.

The two who came to an agreement appeared at the Ear of Wheat Tavern the next evening, when the troubadour was telling the story of Chief Loth's Slayer in his inflected and contagious voice:

"~~ Just like that, after the Lord Mayor let the cavalry break through, he charged forward resolutely with his sword in hand, where the most ferocious kobold chieftain and a dozen first-order kobold warriors were waiting He, you must know that the kobold chief is a second-tier kobold warrior!"

"Do you know how powerful the second-tier kobold warriors are?"

"Let me tell you! The power of the second-level kobold fighters is so strong that they can smash the wheat ear tavern more than one meter into the ground with just an axe. If you were the ones on the battlefield at that time, would you dare to rush over? Do you dare to face him?" To the murderous kobold warchief?"

Everyone looked up at the tall and sturdy wheat ear tavern, which was more than 200 square meters in size and two or three meters high. Imagining the terrifying scene of smashing it into the ground with an axe, they shuddered, and then heard the song of the troubadour Everyone who asked the question shook their heads to express their daring.

"At that time, our mayor rushed up bravely, fearlessly, and resolutely to protect the villagers. He wanted to exchange his life for the safety of the village~~~"

Bruce and Willie followed the bard's guidance to look at the Ear of Wheat Tavern unknowingly just now, and when they came back to their senses, they looked at each other, and they both saw surprises in each other's eyes. This is a talent.

Scholar Willie blushed a little. After all, compared to the self-proud legendary stories he wrote a few days ago, the stories of the troubadours are a hundred times more exciting and attractive, and they can also be easily told by ordinary people. .

At the end of the story, the sound of the piano fell, and the applause from the scene could overturn the roof of the wheat ear tavern nearby, followed by the wonderful sound of "jingle dong lang" copper coins colliding.

With the help of two tall guards, Bruce and Willie struggled to push through the crowd and came to the troubadour: "Hello, Mr. Tony!"

In recent years, basically all the policies and plans in Stan Town have been implemented by Bruce himself. Therefore, Bruce, who is humble, pragmatic and capable, is very popular among the lower-level citizens.The audience didn't rush away when they saw that it was the political officer who appeared, or they distanced themselves and kept silent, ready to see what the political officer would do with this outsider?

Yes, although the townspeople like to hear this man who is both dirty and elegant play beautiful tunes and tell wonderful legends, he is an outsider to the townspeople of Stan.

An outsider who would give up and drive out of town as soon as there was a problem.

The discerning guard immediately introduced to the bard: "This is Mr. Bruce, the administrative officer of Stanland, and this is Mr. Willie, the scholar."

The troubadour took off his top hat with a hole in it and bowed to salute as usual: "Good afternoon, distinguished political officer and scholar."

With a faint smile on Bruce's thin face, he praised: "Mr. Tony, isn't it? Your story is very exciting, I like it very much. I wonder if I can take a little time for you. There are some things that I need to talk to you alone. "

"Of course, your will is my rule." The troubadour said solemnly, then hesitated and pointed to the crowd outside, Bruce nodded knowingly and walked into the tavern: "We are waiting in the tavern you!"

Then Willy's voice sounded in the tavern: "Lu Bu, find us a quiet place, and bring us some fine wine and delicious food from your collection."

Standing in the setting sun, the troubadour bent down again to salute the crowd and said with a smile: "It seems that the political officer wants to talk to me, so I can't hear the story tonight. Sorry my friends, let's talk tomorrow Goodbye!" As he said, Tony walked into the tavern carrying a heavy wooden box and a harp under the loud farewell of the crowd like a big star.

After a while, Tony's room has been converted into a box by the hard-working proprietress, the desk has been dragged to the door, the barrel and toilet have been cleared out, and three chairs can barely be squeezed out of the room, two of which already have owners. It was Bruce, the political officer, and Willie, the scholar.

There is no way, such a tavern does not have such elegant things as boxes. In order to entertain the political officer and not affect the business of the tavern, the proprietress took out the best room of the tavern as a matter of course.

At this time, there were fluffy white bread, boiled lamb, slightly charred steak and purple wine on the desk, which made Tony swallow hard, because the unpleasantness of the room being broken into disappeared completely. clean.

"Mr. Tony, please sit down!" Bruce reached out to fill the wooden glass in front of the only vacant seat with purple wine.

Tony took off his top hat and put it on the wooden box at his feet. He said thank you and sat down on the chair. He gently picked up the wine and sniffed it fascinatedly. Then he reluctantly put down the glass and looked at Bruce seriously. He asked: "Is there anything you want me to do, Mr. Political Officer? If it is said that I did not tell the story of Mr. Lord according to the script you gave me, I can refund the commission you gave me in full."

Blue was also amazed at Tony's performance, he was obviously greedy for the food and wine in front of him, yet he was able to resist the temptation.

Willie shook his head and asked with a smile, "You compiled the story you just told, Mr. Tony?"

"Yes!" The smart Tony roughly guessed the purpose of the two people's visit. He immediately relaxed his body and held his head up, and said proudly: "I repaired it based on the legendary story you gave and the local people in the tavern. Made it up, it seems to be very popular with everyone at present. There should be nothing wrong with me doing this, right?" Finally, the troubadour asked tentatively.

Bruce looked at the naughty guy in front of him with a funny face, and said straight to the point: "Your story is really good. So, I want to buy your story, can I?" Tried and tested guys go around.

"Of course, as long as the price is reasonable, everything can be sold." Tony changed his comfortable posture, leaning his back on the back of the chair comfortably and said, "Including me!"

"Huh?!" Bruce was taken aback when he heard this, and then began to think quickly.

From the words of the troubadour, it is not difficult to see that he has the idea of ​​selling himself to the Stan collar, that is, he wants to work in the Stan collar.

In fact, from his story, it can be seen that Tony is a talented person, and public opinion is really not good at promoting himself and Wiley scholars. It should be the most appropriate to leave this matter to the person in front of him.

But rashly appointing an outsider, what if he has some bad intentions for Stein?Moreover, the troubadours are not keen on traveling around to see different scenery, meet different people, and collect different stories. How could they suddenly want to stay in Stanland, which is still in the early stages of construction?

(End of this chapter)