Starting Today, I'll Work as a City Lord.

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Chapter 2: Nobles and mice. ([-] more for customization)

It was getting late and the wind was biting cold. It was already night time in Golden Harvest City, King Yi of the Flanders Empire.

It gets dark very early in the winter, and it's already dark after four o'clock in the afternoon.

There were no people on the street anymore, they were all hiding at home waiting for a new day, and no one wanted to go out to find evidence now.

In the dim tavern, the hemp rope was looking for the target, and his two eyes kept staring at all kinds of people on the table.

He spotted a nobleman who was drinking alone, and pretended to walk over casually. "Boom!"

Hemp rope placed the bottle of wine in his hand in front of the other party's table, and sat down pretending to be drunk, his whole body crooked.

The nobleman looked up at the hemp rope sitting opposite, frowned and said, "Who are you, don't you see anyone here? Get out of here."

The hemp rope ignored the other party, and Kai muttered to himself on the table, "This is really great news!

The nobleman frowned. He was disgusted by the drinking commoner opposite him, but he was very curious about the great news from the other party's mouth. After all, most noblemen would care about this aspect.

The hemp rope lay on 18's face and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, pretending to be drinking and responding, "The Han Dynasty... will come again soon.

The expression on the nobleman's face improved slightly, and he asked curiously, "Is what you said true?"

"It's absolutely true...and the goods this time... are quite a lot." Hemp rope drunk magnetic acid responded.

The nobleman sat up straight and asked, "Really? Do you know when they will arrive?"

"The hemp rope began to hang the other party's appetite, deliberately pretending to fall asleep, without saying anything.

The noble was a little nervous, and asked again and again, "Don't go to sleep, tell me before you go to sleep."

The hemp rope shook the other party several times, and slowly said, "I don't know......

But soon, but it may not come. "

"Not coming? Why not? We all buy their goods, aren't they selling well?" the nobleman asked suspiciously.

He was a little nervous when he heard that the caravan from the Han Dynasty might not come. Ever since he bought those goods, he has fallen in love with them completely, and he doesn't like the goods of the Flanders Empire at all.

...." The hemp rope is still the same, pretending to be drunk, ignoring the other party at all, and even sleeping in a different way.

The noble could not sit still at this time, tossing and turning, he came to the side of the hemp rope, shook him all the time, and said, "Get up, finish talking before going to sleep."

...." Hemp rope didn't pay attention to the other party, still closed his eyes tightly, making instructions from time to time.

The nobleman knew the opponent's tricks very well, and the smell of alcohol on his body was just a little bit, and the information he gave was so direct to the point, it didn't look like a drunk person.Then there is only one possibility, the other party is a mouse, entrusted to spread the news, and the other party's current appearance is just asking for gold coins.

He took out a silver coin from his pocket, which was considered a heavy investment, and then said in a deep voice, "Can you tell me now?

Hemp rope slowly opened his eyes, picked up the silver coin with a smile on his face, "Thank you for your generosity.

The aristocrat rolled his eyes at the other party and said, "If you fart, let me know when they will come."

The hemp rope looked around, and deliberately lowered his voice and said, "Spring will come next year, but it may not come."

"Didn't you say that you didn't say it?" The noble said unhappily, and stretched out his hand to grab the silver coin back, very angry at why he believed the mouse's words.The hemp rope turned around to avoid it, and said, "My lord, don't be in a hurry, wait until I finish talking!"

"Tell me quickly, I hope it will be worthwhile news." The noble said with a displeased face.Ma Sheng took a sip of his wine and said, "If there is a port where you can park a shopping mall, it's another matter."

"A port? Black Pearl Harbor can berth merchant ships. This is not the first time they have come." The nobleman was puzzled.

Hemp Rope shook his head and said, "It's not the same, the Black Pearl Harbor is quite a distance from Jinsui City, if there is a port in Jinsui City, it will be different, and it will be more convenient for them to carry goods.

"Is that so..." the nobleman frowned and fell into thought.

"And this port is only used to dock merchant ships of the Han Dynasty. In this way, all their merchant ships will come over, and the quantity of goods will also increase. You can also buy a lot of them, instead of quickly disappearing like now. "The hemp rope understands where the weakness of the nobility is.

The nobleman nodded thoughtfully, and said, "What you said makes sense, but building a port in Jinsui City is not an easy task, and it won't be completed in a while."

"It doesn't matter, the Han Dynasty will send people to repair it, but it needs the consent of His Majesty the King." Hemp rope explained.

"I will find a way to unite some nobles to discuss this with His Majesty, but the Han Dynasty will not have any goods for a long time?" The nobles do not want this to be the case 403.

Ma Sheng shook his head and said, "No, as long as His Majesty the King agrees to build a trading port exclusively for the Han Dynasty, they will ship some of the goods first."

"Great, if this is really the case, this matter cannot be delayed." The noble said excitedly.

Ma Sheng blinked his eyes and said, "It's just that this matter is not easy to complete. If there are more of you, it might be easier."

He wanted to see that instead of talking about it for a long time, it would be faster to persuade some nobles to go for a walk. Their appeal and connections are good, and they can do things more efficiently.

"It's not difficult. Many of my friends like the goods of the Han Dynasty, and they are also happy to build a port." The nobleman said seriously.

"I'm bringing this news here, and I'll leave everything to you." The hemp rope said flatteringly.

The nobleman gave the other party a disdainful look, gulped down a few mouthfuls of ale and left.

Hemp rope looked at the back of the other party leaving, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and muttered to himself, "This is the fifth one in the past few days, it seems that persuading nobles is easier than imagined!"

"Second update, (V). Please customize, please support."

Chapter 3: Disputes in the palace. ([-] more for customization)

The cold wind was blowing, and it slapped the pedestrians' faces in bursts. Their faces were flushed from the cold, and their noses were damaged.

In Leah City, the capital of the Larson Elf Empire, the number of people on the street began to increase gradually.

For nothing else, it was the gardener Xiao Nai who came to Larson with Princess Jill some time ago, and he secretly spread the news everywhere, and the reason was the same as that of the Flanders Empire.