Above The Sky

"Bring it to you!"

It is said to give, but the action of the hand is to grab - how can the herb collectors not know the price of Supor Mian powder? If that small packet is really sleeping powder, then at least it's a big business with dozens of thaler silver coins!

The thaler silver coin, also known as the big silver coin, is the main currency issued by the empire. In addition to the thaler, there are also small silver coins, also known as bysen coins, which are the common local currency of the five southwestern provinces of the empire.

When the currency value was stable, one thaler was equal to twelve small silver coins, and most people could not afford to use the thaler at all, even small silver coins were not often used, so there were fenny coppers and ten tops below them. A small silver coin.

A small silver coin can buy a pound of beef offal at a normal price, and a pfennig can buy a large loaf of brown bread.

"Make a lot of money!"

Thinking of this, seeing the arrival of the medicine, the breath of the herb collector became heavier.

Dozens of talers, on top of his three-year total income, have to be lucky not to eat or drink, not to be stung by insects, not to suffer from miasma and not to get sick!

This thing is not very valuable to the natives, but it is very rare for the imperial people.

Of course, the herbalist didn't notice the slightly raised corners of Ian's mouth.

- The plan went well.

Everyone was attracted by the fire, and the stab wounds that his teacher made on himself was enough to deceive everyone. Hilliard is obviously a master who is extremely proficient in fighting, and the wounds imitated are like real fighting. As it was pierced by someone in the middle, no flaws could be seen at all.

Not to mention, the ability to control muscles, the so-called knife injury is just a broken skin.

Next, show some money, even if the herb collector doesn't take the initiative, Ian will sprinkle a little sleep powder himself, so that everyone around will find out, this will naturally remind them that it is carried by the indigenous people.

The sleeping powder in his hand was only one-third of the original bag of sleeping powder, and he used another third to deal with Orsenna and the natives, and the rest was enough for himself and Hilliard to 'recover'. You can survive without a job.

After all, if this thing is not precious, it is impossible to trap Orsenna and become the eyeliner of the natives in the city.

And that may be snatched away, one-third of the sleeping powder that is scattered, just rationalizes everything, and draws all eyes away, leaving people without energy and attention, tools and tools to think about fire and other loopholes bait.

On the second day, the incident will be turned over, and the most dangerous moment has already passed in the competition for sleep fans.

However, just when Ian was going to let the herbalist take away the sleeping powder in his hand.

Sai Nan on the other side was angry.

This guy Brin, who usually grabs some flowers and plants from the natives, dares to grab the little Ian he saved from the sea of ​​fire? !

——If you didn't do it yourself, it's your turn? !

Although Sai Nan was not really rescued, the fisherman clearly put himself in this position, and the actions of the herb collector did not give him any face at all.

"You bastard!" He raised his hand, ready to punch.

"You cheap stinky boy, take your hands back!"

But without waiting for a beat, Sai Nan, who had just raised his hand, punched the herb collector in the face.

From the street behind, an angry rebuke exploded, and the familiar voice immediately made the herb collectors who wanted to grab it terrified to withdraw.

"Elder Pude is here!" There was an exclamation on the side of the road.

Ian also raised his head in surprise and looked at the street next to him.

Following the heavy footsteps in a hurry, several pharmacists in the port, as well as the elder Bai Zhimin who arrived at the first time arrived.

Elder Pude is not similar to the gray-haired, dying old man in the usual sense. This short and stocky, seventy-year-old man of only 1.6 meters has a pair of thick thick eyebrows and a large gray beard.

"What are you doing?!"

With a little dwarf blood, he has a loud voice, and when he walks on short legs, he looks like a tiger.

He strode forward, raised his finger and pointed at the herb collector and scolded, "Steal from the child's hand? Huh? Take from your own siblings?"

"I just want to see what it is, so as not to be in danger..." The herb collector stepped back and waved his hand, and he was terrified and wanted to argue hard.

But obviously, this is of no use.

Elder Purd came to Ian, who looked ignorant, and guarded the boy behind him.

Immediately afterwards, he stretched out his hand and slapped the herb collector who was still explaining.

call! This slap brought out the wind, and it was not the strength that the old man should have. He directly beat the herb collector to the ground, and his legs fell to the ground. The whole person was obviously stunned.

But even so, the herbalist who was slapped could only bear it, and he didn't even dare to have any dissatisfaction. After forcing the repeated apology from the star who was rushing in front of him, he was disheartened and covered in the gloating or contemptuous eyes of everyone. The face left quickly.

"What happened, how did the Orsenna house catch fire? Did he set his pants on fire when he roasted his legs?"

Taking advantage of this power, the old man widened his eyes, looked around the scene, and learned the general situation from other people.

"no!"

"Elder, listen to me, it's an aboriginal..."

"Osenna looks like a man this time..."

For a time, everyone started talking, which led to the roar and rebuke of Elder Pude, and after everyone was quiet, he asked individually how the situation was at that time.

This time, the answer was much more coherent.

After that, he also asked Ian, and got the same answer as everyone else. The elder had already thought about it: "Indigenous people? So it is, it seems that the request for pure sacrifice has driven these **** ghosts crazy, and they actually hit us with their ideas!"

Bai Zhimin is an ethnic group with a strong sense of family. Most of them gather in big cities in the heart of the empire in the model of aristocratic families and surname villages, or they gather into villages and towns themselves. Internal affairs.

This branch of Port Harrison, stripped of their surnames, lands and all their wealth for political reasons, was dispatched from the imperial capital to this coastal port south of the Bison Mountains.

In fact, most of the residents of all port immigration areas in the south of the Baisen Mountains are like this, either by exiled officials or by exiled families.

"Good boy, you did a good job tonight. It should be your trophy, your trophy. The family doesn't have a surname, but it can't be without rules."

To appease Ian, who was no longer crying, but still a little scared, Elder Pude picked up Alan who was sleeping soundly.

After scrutinizing the meeting, he couldn't help frowning: "Oh... God damn it! I did smoke a lot of sleeping cigarettes, and these bastards didn't plan to bring back a normal child!"

Looking at Ailan's eyelids and smelling his hair, the experienced Pude elders can fully distinguish the traces and smells of Supor Flower Sleeping Powder. What Ian said is true. It seems that for the sake of purity, this group of savage indigenous people Really well prepared.

Immediately afterwards, Elder Pude looked sideways at the injuries on 'Osenna' who was being treated by the doctor.

Needless to say, the stab wounds, those natives were really ruthless.

What Pude was quite surprised at was actually the courage of 'Osenna': "It's really hard for Orsenna, a gloomy guy who usually does not make a sound, to have the courage to endure such a serious knife wound. Die four natives... If there is no distortion, with this talent and willpower, maybe he can really become a sublime."

"Of course, it's also possible that it's sucking mushrooms too much. I don't know if it's true or false?"

Elder Pude has a lot of prejudice against Orsenna, but since this man has completed his duty to protect his blood relatives, he will not speculate too maliciously: "I underestimate your courage... It seems that sometimes, people really You have to force it to see your true nature.”

"Speaking of which, did this kid get stronger?"