Conquer Another World From the Beginning of the Game

Chapter Ninety Two

Lowell monitors this appearance really resembles aristocratic youth, but how the temperament and aura look like whether the suspicious face is Charlie Rex... It doesn't matter to the white-robed priest of the Lieyang Church.

The important thing is that the Nightmare Butcher is sitting less than two meters away from him. Not only can he not see the signs of a mental breakdown, but he is also full of energy and full of energy. It is estimated that there will be no problem with a day trip to the Sacred Land of the Sun....

People have to bow their heads when they are in a tiger's mouth.

The white-robed priest lowered his head, and Yang Qiu's side was convenient...He could move around freely in Inadri City.

It’s been a long time since his wanted warrants have been hanging all over the world. If it weren’t for the Church of the Sun to get rid of like dog-skin plasters, he could actually appear publicly in many places-this is the place where the caster is comfortable and greedy. The bounty person has been dead for generations and is still at ease.

Not to be called out of identity, this Yang Qiu, a high-level spellcaster's card, is still very convenient to move in the human city... In less than an hour, he and Rowell became the leader of Inner. A guest of Lord Adela III.

According to Yang Qiu’s self-determining standard, the spiritual power must be at least one thousand sixteen. If the player can use the appraisal technique to see the white-robed priests of the sixth-level boss... They are all worshipped under Yang Qiu’s personality charm. "Persuading" an Adela III whose mental power is worse than the average player's level and is less than thirty is as easy as a child's play.

Yang Qiu took out the list of transactions with the seal of the Lord of the City, claiming that Master Charlie Rex, who was a Rhine, could not allow the Lord of Westem to commit such brutal atrocities to desecrate the gold coin lady in the Rhine Kingdom. The lord of the Inner Deli is required to support Master Rex in launching a territorial war against Baron Nahaha; if Adela III refuses, he will accompany Master Rex to the royal city to find a noble who is willing to support.

The collar of Westem is also in the jurisdiction of the collar of Innerd. Although the baron huhhaha has just shamed Adela III, he has benefited from Adela III’s business in the dark. People; instead of someone else coming to the door with this "criminal evidence" to threaten, Adela III must tie up such a person who knows no good or bad, throw it into the coal, dig the coal to the death, and if he is dead, he has to get the body back for processing and sell. Use it as a wall hanging.

But the one who came to the door was a high-level spellcaster, and an illegitimate son of a nobleman who had the ability to actually control the Westem collar overnight, and only waited for a change of name on the document to officially take up the post... Adela III Passive.

If only the latter is the case, Adela III can also control the situation. The illegitimate child of the resource can also raise a strong army comparable to the Bartles family raised for several generations.

It happened that a high-level spellcaster came, which was simply a punch to Adela III’s weakness...

The biggest shortcoming of the Bartles family is that they did not cultivate family spellcasters!

It stands to reason that emerging aristocrats who have passed on for more than three generations will find ways to collect talented children and adolescents for training. After decades of work, they will be able to raise at least one or two family spellcasters.

Many rural aristocrats squatting in remote places raise similar adopted children or adoptive sons, such as those big families that have been handed down for hundreds of years and have deep roots and luxuriant branches, and can even support high-level spellcasters.

However... the Bartles family who became the lord, strictly speaking, has only sat for four generations in the lord position.

Their family really started more than a hundred years ago, when Adela I tried all means to get the Inner Deli fief, their family became lord for several generations, and only a few manors handed down by their ancestors were the masters.

When Adela I, the great-grandfather of the III, became the lord of Innerdli, Innerdril was not as prosperous as it is now... The active horse thieves in the Sorensen Mountains will come back every few years, and the locals simply can’t save them. How many family backgrounds have you started?

The great-grandfather and grandfather of the two generations worked hard and desperately to withhold tax to raise their troops. After the formation of the city defense army, the horse thieves group that took the Innard as a free supply point was slightly curbed.

By the time of the third generation's father, Inadrii really became a land trading hub.

The third generation's father sent him to study in the King City, hoping that his son could find talented apprentices of the poor in the King City, where the elites gather and gather talents from all over the country...

Naihe III was only obsessed with the colorful world of the royal city, and didn't care much about his old father's expectations. When his father passed away unexpectedly, he was urgently called back to take over. Not only did he empty-handed, but after taking office, he shook his nose and eyes at the adopted sons whom his old father had "collected" during his lifetime. If it weren't for the old housekeeper's persuasion, he might have sent him away. Lost……

In short... the Bartles family has no available ready-made spellcasters, only a few apprentices who have to squeeze resources to train for decades, and it is estimated that the grandson of the third generation can benefit from the mage towers in other people's territories.

The third world had a fat face and humiliated lips, but he still had to tremble to accept the list of "criminals"-I'm sorry, Baron, anyway, your own territory is lost, your man I also stabbed such a big basket for this uncle, and such important things have fallen into the hands of others... If this uncle does not trouble you, even if it is worthy of me and my father, I have received so many years of worship from you!

Here, when Yang Qiu dragged the unloved Rowell to take the Westham Territory by accident, on the other side, Hal, who also had an unlovable face, also led his brother. He babbled and rode four tricycles to the market in Westham.

I thought that taking care of the prisoners was already the lower limit for their former Sorenson thieves to be "humiliated", but I didn't expect that their lower limit was not yet complete... The cub species of Rex sent the task of guarding the prisoners to the undead. , The three of them were sent to be street vendors.

"I knew how to bring the brothers out." Tuttle sighed up to the sky. If there were no brothers held hostage in the town of exile, they would run away without saying a word.

Tuttle thought that these products would be sold to local merchants at once, but he never expected that Rex's **** would force them to retail themselves...

The townspeople’s market in Westham is actually a relatively wide street in the Xicheng District.

Before the expansion of Westham 40 years ago, this street named "Martin Street" was the real commercial street in Westham-a 12-meter-wide road that can accommodate three carriages in parallel is flanked by locals. Residents agree on a customary place to set up stalls. They are occupied by vegetable vendors from two to five in the afternoon on weekdays. Farmers who have to go to work in the morning when the sun is not big will pick up vegetables for sale in the town during this time and buy some salt by the way. Black bread cloth head woven bags and the like go back.

On the weekends, grocers from Inner Deli, farmers from all directions, and people from the manor will gather on this street. Commodities from cows, horses, pigs and sheep to needles can be seen on this street.

Of course, the red light district of Westham has become a local feature. This Martin Street is still very lively at certain times. After all, both the townspeople and the villagers need to supplement their daily necessities, especially the three types of life: salt, soybean oil and butter. Necessities, that is, you need to add some new products every week-the unit prices of these three products are too expensive, even the townsfolk can only buy them in small quantities multiple times.

Today is not a weekend. The people who go to the market in the town are mainly farmers. At two o'clock in the afternoon, the sun is not as big as it was at noon. There are groups of farmers in nearby villages carrying baskets and carrying baskets. Come up to town.

To a certain extent, the prosperity of the red light district also affects the lives of nearby villagers. On the one hand, local prices are affected, and the money in the hands of farmers is becoming less and less; on the other hand, seasonal fruits, fresh vegetables, and hand-made Tools such as woven bamboo baskets, and even rabbits with wild fruit sets picked from the mountains, are better sold than when the red light district did not show up.

This group of farmers, either picking vegetables or carrying wild products, walked along the town’s roads talking and laughing, talking about what to buy when they sold out, and who brought home scissor and sickle to find someone in the town. Craftsmen give it a go

When these people were a hundred meters away from the town gate... they found many people around the town gate.

These people are either carrying burdens and carrying baskets like them, or pushing things like wooden wheel trolleys. They are obviously farmers who enter the town and sell vegetables just like them.

"Why is it blocked at the door and not going in for business?" a thin farmer with a back full of mountain products said strangely.

"Isn't it because the town gate is collecting money today?"

"No, I haven't heard of going to the market for so many years to pay for the city."

"Yeah, yeah, don't let us go in and sell vegetables, what do the people in town eat?"

Suspiciously, farmers who were a hundred meters away saw someone squeezing out of the crowded crowd. Their burdens were empty, and the people seemed panicked. They squeezed out without turning their heads.

This shocked the farmers who were still on the road in the town, and they all stopped in place, not daring to move on.

"Something was robbed, and no money was given?" The thin farmer who backed his back took a breath.

"No, no, so many people are still around, there are people who grab things and don't pay, why don't they leave?" Another farmer carrying a load of goods nervously said.

As if to confirm the farmer’s guess, the person who came out of the empty load... did not immediately run away, but stopped outside the crowd, turned around, and tiptoed to look inside...

The few farmers who had just arrived looked at each other, confused.

Their village is not far from the town, and they will have to walk for more than an hour to go out under the big sun. If they are allowed to give up buying and selling in the town and turn around and go home... they will definitely not be reconciled.

After hesitating, the farmers decided to go over and see the situation first...There are so many people at the gate of the town, Guangtian, there are people who rob them and don't pay them. Wouldn't they run around? With so many people, can all of them be stopped?

This group of farmers nervously walked the last one hundred meters and got to the outside of the crowd on the third and third floors. Before they could find someone to inquire about the situation, they heard a very vigorous and a little impatient inside. The man’s voice: "A copper coin per catty for thirty-two catties of cabbage is equal to thirty-two copper coins? Three coins for ten copper coins and two coins for one copper coin, don’t you know how to count them?"

"Plus this eleven catty pumpkin, it's thirty-six copper coins!"

"Pumpkins are always a copper coin and two catties, or three catties! Don't mess around! If you don't like you to pick them into the market and sell them, we won't accept them!"

"Enough green peppers! Don't have green peppers!"

"Take the tomatoes over there and weigh them!"

"No more vegetables! Enough vegetables!"

The shouting man's voice was very impolite and impolite, and it sounded like he was going to hit someone... But the farmers who had just arrived were really relieved.

Some big bosses in the town occasionally collect vegetables at the entrance of the town like this, and the farmers who sell vegetables do prefer to sell vegetables to these wealthy people... Although they are very rude and rude, they don’t pick and choose. Fourth, it’s easy to pay. You don’t buy small greens like the townspeople and you always have to pick up a few leaves.

Among the goods brought, there were varieties other than green peppers and vegetables, and they all joined the crowd blocking the town... There were a few clever and energetic people who tried to squeeze inside despite the complaints of people next to them.

The thin farmer who carried a back of the mountain products squeezed into the front row under the annoyed gaze of many people... and then he was dumbfounded.

The owner of the collection did not block the door. The place they bought was actually on the side of the town gate, leaving a large open space.

The peasant women of the ten miles and eight towns blocked the town gate, but they refused to enter the town from the vacant land. The reason is... among the group of purchasers, there are many skeleton frames that can move freely under the sun!

It's not the kind of dead human skeleton that is exposed occasionally when the tomb is washed away by the flood, and can't move but only puts that scary skeleton, but the living skeleton that can move and jump like a human!

The thin farmer who had just struggled to squeeze forward saw two skeletons "diligently" moving the carrots sold to them by a vegetable farmer to the tricycle parked nearby...

The skinny farmer opened his mouth wide and watched the weird scene blankly. It took him a long time to regain his senses and swallowed.

He is now in a strange state of separation, wanting not to say anything, turning his head and rushing to the house, and wanting to stay and see the rare split...

Waiting in advance to buy directly at the gate of the town is indeed more efficient than walking slowly in the market, but within half an hour, the five tricycles brought out by Mia and Ban filled the entire three carts of dishes.

"These are enough for today." Ban Da said to Mia after taking a look at the dishes in the alighting bucket.

Mia, who was in charge of paying the money, wiped her sweat and said, "Then let's go to the market first." After a pause, she waved at the farmers blocking the town gate, "I have enough food for today. , We will come back tomorrow, everyone enter the town by yourself, don't block the door."

Before that, Mia said that she can’t spend a long time telling these farmers that Tarantan’s undead are good undead and will never hurt them, but she is still carrying the task assigned by Rex at the moment. There is no idle time to delay, hello With a sound, the undead with the class and help left.

The purchasing team turned into the alley and walked towards the market in Xicheng District. They walked far away and stood at the entrance of the town. They couldn’t see it. A group of farmers and peasant women who had been watching the rare "buzzed" all kinds of things. accent……

Many of them will enter the town to sell vegetables the next day. When did Westham change, and even the undead that had only been heard in the rumors appeared? !

These undead still mix with people and buy their food!

The skinny farmer who got into the front row smoothly and caught up with the load of the tricycle and sold most of his mountain products, fussed, surprised and triumphantly ran to the back to find his own villager, screaming and shouting: "You don't Knowing how scary those skeletons in clothes and armor are, I was scared to death when I approached my back! They can speak, but they don’t understand, it’s all KABAKABA’s voice!"

"They really gave you money?" The villager curiously asked.

"Yes." The skinny farmer proudly showed the copper coins he had just collected to his companions. "Look, the wild plums I picked on the mountain in the morning have been exchanged for the money."

Seeing the money, the villagers were all envious:

"How can those bitter plums change so much? These people are so generous."

"I knew I had squeezed in too. The eggplants in my house are grown well, and they might even harvest them."

"Is it true that they said that the sky is still here?"

The farmers talked and talked, exclaiming, and took back the thoughts of hurriedly going home after watching the excitement, and moved in groups towards the market in Xicheng District...

There are undead swaying everywhere in the town, which is really scary.

But since these undead don't harm the living, they will pay for things...then there are undead.

After all, the selected vegetables are still for sale, and the family still needs to purchase daily necessities; if the oil tank is empty, it is a big deal to eat a few vegetarian meals, and the salt jar is empty...

For the bottom towns and villagers, there is nothing more embarrassing than living.

The skinny farmer and the villagers from the same village came to the market and found that the market was much deserted than before. There were only small shops on the whole street that were open for the whole family if they didn’t open it all day, and the big bread that usually the shop assistants were particularly arrogant. Stores, large ready-made clothing stores, large grain stores... are all closed.

Not only are there few shops open, but there are also fewer pedestrians... In the past, there were a lot fewer townspeople who came early to buy the freshest vegetables when they arrived at the market.

Such a deserted scene has caused a group of farmers who are used to going to the market to worry...If you have sold out vegetables, you need to purchase, and those who have not sold have to be sold. With so few people, can you still do business?

Even more frightening... the farmers also saw the group of people who had bought vegetables not long ago tearing down the door of a grain store.

The farmers who were scattered all over the street instinctively... quickly hug each other, like they are blocking the gate of the town.

After the store door was demolished, a distance of several tens of meters, the farmers in Baotuan heard screams that did not sound like human voices...

The sharp-eyed farmer also saw someone turning out from the window of the grain shop, screaming and fleeing into the alley...

The farmers cling together more closely, and their eyes widened even more.

Then...the undead who frightened to death entered the shop, pulled out the old couple who had not escaped, and moved the big name of the grain shop and the flour bag to the door of the shop, weighed it on the street, paid for it, and put the whole bag out. Flour loading...

This weird purchasing team took more than two hundred catties of flour, and they all went to the door of the next store and knocked on the door to open the door. The old couple who got a small bag of coins were still standing in a daze...

When the three Hal brothers brought four tricycles to the market with their noses not noses or faces, the purchasing team had just left, and the lively market in the past has recovered about 40% of its vitality-although the farmers who sell vegetables, open the door Both the shops and the townspeople buying were less than half or more, at least not as deserted as the rest of the town.

I found a place where the ground was relatively dry and there was less trash and stopped. Jerome, the knight instructor, the youngest of the three of them, took the initiative to shake the waterproof tent cloth in the dribble, and flattened the tricycle on the side of the street. The goods in the store are moved down and placed in categories.

Rex, who knows what products the people at the bottom are easily attracted to, arranged for them to bring out the first batch of products to sell... It was two carts of cloth, a cart of plastic cups and bowls, colorful sewing boxes, plastic buttons, plastic rain boots, etc. Groceries, mainly plastic products, and a cart of towels.

Not to mention the groceries towels, the large and large rolls that are printed with various gorgeous patterns, dense and thick yarns are particularly eye-catching (super in line with the rural aesthetics). The manufacturers clear the inventory (the average backlog is more than five years). When they came out, whether they were townspeople, farmers, or shopkeepers who opened their doors, their eyes were straight...

The leader of the textile industry in Nabalun is the Kenyan Empire. At least 30% of urban residents in the entire continent must have textiles from the Kenyan Empire at home.

Why don't the other 70% of urban residents and the larger rural population use it?

Because I can't afford it.

Poor road engineering infrastructure has increased the cost of land transportation by at least five times that of sea transportation. Printed shirts that ordinary citizens can afford in the Kenyan Empire are shipped to inland countries at least ten times the price.

Not to mention it’s in Westham. Even in Inner Dali, only the people living in the wealthy area can afford to wear this kind of cloth with fine weaving, bright colors and complicated and exquisite patterns. The clothes...Most people can only wear rough plain linen.

Hal and Tuttle, the two elders with good backgrounds, will never help. People can stay where they are, all for worrying about what happened after the bugging and being caught by Yang... In case the goods are robbed, the book is wrong or something, that **** Yang will definitely put the bill on them.

Jerome, who was sweating the tally, didn't dare to expect them to make a move. Seeing that the goods were set up, no one came up to ask for the price. They all hid away and paid attention, so he had to take the initiative to follow Rex's request. Propagating solicitation: "The new lord's special supply for Westem's new goods, all came to see, all the daily necessities are super cheap, the brand new calico only costs ten copper coins per meter——"

Before he had finished shouting out what Rex had prescribed, he only felt a flower in his eyes.

A woman who originally bought small green vegetables across the street moved to the front of the stall like a flash, which was absolutely beyond the limit of ordinary people's movement.

"More, how much?" This woman who should be just an ordinary housewife from the face, carrying a vegetable basket, staring at Jerome feverishly behind the stall, "Sir, what is the price of one meter of this cloth? Can you say it again? Do you repeat it?"

Jerome, who is relatively transparent in the mentor NPC, who relies on a big beard to hide his true age and avoids being underestimated, is also from the bottom.

Although Yang was asked to be a knight instructor, Jerome was not actually a knight-before he was driven off the street by his original master, he was just a knight attendant.

It sounds good, but it is actually serving as a servant before and after the decent knight. When the master is on the battlefield, he needs to help carry the armor and weapons. If the master loses the battle, he will take his life to cover the master's retreat.

A knight will often have multiple servants, and will not really bring all the servants into regular knights... Which servant is older and has enough qualifications, and the knight is not willing to add an opponent to compete with him If you have a job, you will be blasted away with excuses and replaced by a more obedient little boy.

In short... Jerome knows the sufferings of the world, and he knows exactly what these unbelievably cheap and unbelievably high-quality goods mean to ordinary people.

"Ten copper coins a meter, madam." Jerome slowed down and said patiently, "The one-sided printing is thicker, and the double-sided printing is thinner. They are all ten copper coins one meter."

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