Hill looked at the store with great satisfaction.
After scanning the entire store, this impressive lady ran directly to the jewelry cabinet, looking at the dignified, elegant and dazzling jewelry with bright eyes.
She was extremely satisfied with this feast of magnificent gems and exquisite craftsmanship, and happily swept away all the expensive jewelry.
Hill was really happy. Players all paid their bills with non-attributed crystals. By sending these back, they could support their own elemental elves for many years.
Hill sat on the sofa, happily drinking juice.
Maybe you should practice making some jewelry yourself?
He thought about it for a while, and finally remembered the painful history of being scolded by his mother because of his strange color matching.
Not everyone only likes black and white. Most people who claim that they only like black and white are representatives of crippled hands and lame eyes.
It’s better not to harm money. It’s good to make some money.
Hill watched the lady leave happily, thinking with satisfaction.
The bald man sat over and said, "Mr. Hill! We want 100 sets of store cores! If possible, we will want them again in the future!"
Hill was a little surprised: "You can open so many stores?"
The bald man finally told the truth: "One is Black and White Road. They plan to go to the north to get some territories. There must be a grocery store, right?
And there are always a few people in our own gang who study alchemy.
Although it may not be valuable, I still want to sell something to compensate for the consumption.
Another one, hehe, William is going to sell the store in Guodu!"
Hill was suddenly startled: "Is it from Keslot? So fast?"
"Yes, William said, Obastian will be left to the royal family of Salar!
Keslot is ours.
We will all be active in the capital from now on, and the arena will be opened there.
In the shops around the arena, William plans to sell us undead.
We can only save our merits and keep waiting!
Everything at William's place has to be exchanged for merit. If Mr. Hill hadn't come here, we wouldn't have bought anything good for more than a month."
Hill was a little hesitant. Didn't William plan to start selling the house immediately?
Although it is also bought with money, according to the consistent rules of this world, the royal family takes over the shops in the royal capital first, and then the big nobles, the great mages, and then the small nobles and professionals continue to divide them.
Will William plan to cancel the aristocratic area as well?
But you can’t say for sure!
William can do it without leaving any face to the nobles!
He might even decide that the one with the highest price will get it instead of the one with the highest status.
Should the nobles who don’t want to bow to him continue to stay in Obastian?
If you can't keep up with his pace, it will slowly disappear with time.
It is definitely impossible for Osbatian's temple area to move into Keslot, and those nobles who refuse to give up the glory of the nobility will not be unable to survive.
After all, gold obsidian mines still exist.
There are only two legendary mages left in the big magic tower. I don’t know what will happen to it in the future?
The low-level mages in the magic tower all have to follow the king, and no one will stay there.
It is impossible for anyone to rebel, after all, William left a huge space-time church in Obastian!
William is a man of sharp means, no one will doubt him now!
Hill thought about it and felt calm again. He only needed to inform Fran. Fran had arranged for someone to be in Kerslot, and he could arrive immediately after receiving the notice.
Hill himself does not need to buy a store in the royal capital. Obastian's matter has nothing to do with him. If there is any big event, Fran will tell him.
Hill said to the bald head: "More than a hundred, it's worth Adrian's action.
I will notify him tonight and he will deliver the goods directly."
The bald head asked hesitantly: "Can I go get it if it's ready?"
How long does it take to make 100 pieces? Will Master Flan make them at the same time and sell them?"
Hill realized that these guys wanted a monopoly.
I couldn't help but laugh: "Master Flan has no desire to make such small money.
When Adrian took the order, he also arranged for the alchemists in the territory to do it.
No matter what, I have to hand over all your goods before doing anything else."
The bald head smiled happily: "Great! They can't find other alchemists, so they have to spend their meritorious service or become a waiter in the shop themselves!"
He stood up and said goodbye to Hill politely, and joined the clan leaders in the store.
Hill watched him dancing and laughing loudly, and everyone else happily joined in.
Sure enough, no matter which world, the joys and sorrows of these gang leaders are the same. As long as something bad happens to the rival gang, that is their happiness.
Sri suddenly walked up to him: "Sir, I have received a message that you must reply to."
Hill gave him a confused look, turned around and walked upstairs.
The communicator on the study room flashed, and Hill stepped forward to hold it. William's voice came from inside: "Hello, Baron Bolaño. I am William.
Today I received an application from a woman from the undead. She is a jewelry designer in that world.
She would like to be able to use your jewelry designs.
Is it your design? It looks familiar to me."
Hill was speechless for a long time. He was so caught off guard by the horse's fall. He tried to stay calm and said, "My mother did it all. I'm not very proficient in this area."
A low voice came from the other side of the communicator that made him breathe a sigh of relief: "Master Frank's daughter, Melanie?
Sure enough, is it the result of reading too many romance novels?
If you don't become a good mage, you'll marry a stupid nobleman."
Hill tried his best to calmly ask: "Your Majesty the King?"
"Ah, it's nothing. As your mother's design, I will give you half of the income.
The rest is my agent’s commission!”
Hill thought for a while: "Please allow me to dedicate everything to you, His Majesty the King!
This income is given by the undead for your sake and has nothing to do with me."
"Not at all! Didn't your mother say anything?"
“These jewelry items were all bought by my mother from the bottom of the box and have never been worn.
My mother doesn't like to talk much.
I keep everything she wore!
Mages will basically not wear these styles of jewelry, they are useless."
"So you haven't worn it?" William whispered, "It would be great if I had worn it, then I could communicate with her. No nobles in any world are like those in novels."
Hill was really glad that this was a conversation through a communicator, otherwise his pounding heart would have revealed the truth.
"Needless to say, this money will be used as a gift for my old friend's children."
"Old friend?" Hill was a little confused.
"Ah! I've said a few words before, but it's a pity that your mother was carried away by love, the result of reading too many aristocratic novels.
It is best for innocent and ignorant girls not to read that kind of novel.
If you are simple-minded and take it seriously, this is what happened to your mother.
Educate your children well in the future."
William cut off contact, and Hill fell into the chair weakly.
What did William do before?
Why do everyone in the West know about royal jewelry?
Moreover, rich lady, can you just use it? Why do you need to apply for copyright?
After thinking a lot and being careful, I finally failed in the hands of a jewelry designer.
Hill didn't think William believed in him, so he would have to be observed for a while.
The scary thing is that there is a God in the sky!
The tragic rollover left Hill lying on the table in pain and unable to move for a long time.
Sure enough, being greedy will lead to being struck by lightning!
Hill encouraged himself, he must cheer up. If you grit your teeth and don't let go, you can always get over it.
Hill was put directly into the belly of Melanie, who almost had a miscarriage, and was born in the second year after William was reincarnated.
No matter how much William knows, he can't even know how many months the fetus is conscious, right?
He glanced at his communicator: This bitch, William, is using his divine power indiscriminately. How can he still speak with confidence after his communicator has been hacked!
He spoke in a low tone and told Sri to contact Liszt.
"gentlemen?"
"Contact Grandpa immediately!"
"Okay, sir!" Liszt, who seemed to feel a sense of crisis, immediately contacted Frank.
"Hill, what happened again?" Adrian's voice came over, "I have asked Diamonte to inform the teacher. He will be here soon."
Fran came over very quickly, almost instantly: "What's wrong?"
"Grandpa, can you use divine power to directly connect to our communicator?"
"William? In Salar, he can basically do anything."
Fran said helplessly, "Why did he suddenly hack into your communication device?
He represents a god, so he shouldn't be so rude."
"Uncle Adrian, remember those horrible pieces of jewelry my mother had in the warehouse?
You said her brain must be burned out."
"Remember, what's wrong? It's just a pile of useless gems!"
"Some undead people liked the appearance and thought it looked good, so they applied to William to use it in their world."
"Are there gems without elemental power in the world of the undead?" Adrian said keenly, "It seems that the non-attributed crystals may also come from that world."
Fran asked: “Do they think the jewelry made by Melanie looks good?
So Melanie only wants to look good?"
Hill felt that Frank was a little confused, so he quickly continued: "William said that he would give me half of the income from the jewelry drawings as a gift for the children of old friends. Do they know each other?"
"I'm sure we know each other, and we probably don't have any friendship.
Melanie likes to play in the palace." Fran was a little sad, "I don't know who she knows.
As an unmarried prince, William still attracted much attention in the court.
If Melanie had more contact with him, someone would definitely tell me."
"They are about the same age, so they may have noticed. After all, Melanie is really beautiful," Adrian said.
"William said that my mother was naive and ignorant and had read too many chivalric novels." Hill couldn't help but say.
"It can be seen that smart men, no matter how beautiful a woman is, are not that easy to fall in love with." Frank concluded, "At most, you just see someone you know in the past and pay attention to it, so there is no need to worry.
Hill, just keep the money I give you. It won’t be much anyway.”
"Okay, Grandpa." Hill finally calmed down.
Fortunately, he came out just to travel, so no one would find it strange even if he was far away from Salar.
Fran said: "When you leave Hefa Saldo, William's hand may not be able to reach you.
The one in heaven will not be idle and help him monitor you.
But you still have to be on guard that if something happens, he will contact you through the Kingdom of God."
He finally said: "William said he was an old friend of your mother's just to give him an excuse to contact you casually. Even if he contacts you again in the future, it can be said that he cares about his old friend's children.
Don't worry too much, you don't have any secrets to tell here.
There is nothing you know that God does not know.
If you have anything to do in the future, please continue to communicate and don’t get in the way.”
"Yes, grandpa." Hill replied readily.
It seems that his answer was correct. In the eyes of the mages, the appearance of jewelry is not important and it is definitely not valuable.
Hill breathed out a sigh of relief.
He suddenly remembered and said quickly: "The Undead said that William might sell the store in advance, and they were already saving money.
I think William may not leave room for the great nobles, so grandpa should pay attention to the notices he sent."
Fran was a little surprised: "William really doesn't take the nobles seriously!
His thoughts are already in sync with the gods, right?
I understand, Adrian goes to contact the people in Keslot every day."
"Okay, teacher."
Hill continued: "Uncle Adrian, Perfect Bald has ordered 100 sets of store cores. Do you have time to do it?"
"Of course!
To open a store? The response was pretty quick.
But there are so many undead people, why can’t we sell them ourselves?”
"The people they come to this world are all professionals. Not many of them are willing to sell their own goods, right?" Hill said.
"That's true. Although it doesn't look like it has any dignity, it still has a bit of professional self-esteem!
100, no problem."
"The bald man said he would go there often to receive goods and open the store early."
"Okay, I understand. Just arrange the alchemists who are coming."
Hill cut off the communication and rubbed his hair fiercely.
I really got carried away! I have to be more careful in the future.
I'll open a shop for another day tomorrow, then go to Kersloot, stay there for two days, and then leave as soon as possible.
It's easy to make big mistakes if you have a guilty conscience, so it's better to avoid it.
Sri looked at the dejected Hill and asked cautiously: "Sir, do you want to see today's income?"
"No, Sirui." Hill said, leaning on his forehead, "I'll just sell it tomorrow.
When receiving the goods, remember to keep as many non-attributed crystals as possible, and use the ones we brought out first."
"Yes, sir." Sri looked sideways at him, "Sir, do you want to go to bed early?"
Hill shook his head: "I'm going to take a bath and then meditate. There are too many things today. I definitely won't be able to sleep."
Fortunately, my store is configured as an intermediate magic tower, and even gods cannot see inside.
The only liaison that can be linked, Hill cannot give up.
Just endure it!
Either it's a complete overturn, or it's a cover-up.
After meditating all night, Hill woke up the next morning and completely calmed down.
In the morning, I still leaned against the window, watching Cohen fight against the sky.
During the day, I went to the store to observe the undead.
In the evening, Baldhead brought a group of people to say goodbye and asked Hill how to leave tomorrow.
Hill smiled and said: "My carriage cannot store the storage ring, so I can only walk by myself.
But it’s fast, walking along the outside of the Great Wall, you can get there in an hour.”
The bald head clicked his tongue in envy: "Then we'll see you in Kerslot. We'll also take the teleportation array there in the next few days."
Hill smiled and nodded.
After a speechless night, Hill got up early the next morning and packed up the store.
The puppet horse was hitched to the carriage again, which returned to the shape of a carriage.
Horse hooves rang, Hill closed his eyes and tried to sit relaxed, waiting for the unknown trip to Kerslot.
This chapter has been completed!