"Your Majesty, do you know what you are talking about? These are three hundred people, and you want each of them to randomly take something as a gift?"
"So what, there are only three hundred people. I want to know what they like, and then I can prepare goods to sell in Aztlan..."
"There have to be some restrictions, right?" Amy was about to burst into tears. "If they each want a house, will you buy it for them too?"
"House? They won't go that far..."
"Then what if each of them wants a fur coat? What if they want a luxurious carriage? Ah? Your Majesty, you always complain that you have no money. Why do you always spend money so carelessly..."
"Then what should I do?" Ella was anxious, "If I go back on what I said, it will damage my image! Maybe they won't treat me as an envoy of God!"
"There is nothing you can do, leave it to me to deal with the aftermath!"
Amy raised her head and saw that the group of Aztlan people had surrounded the farmer. They were pointing at the cart and asking the farmer various questions. The farmer
I was confused and stood there, not knowing what to do. After a while, I remembered to take out a carrot from the car and asked: "You... want to buy a carrot?"
"They want to buy your stroller." Amy walked up and explained.
"Small cart? If you don't want to sell it, I still need to use it to transport goods..."
The farmer pushed the cart away, but the group of Aztlan people were still staring at the four small rolling wheels from a distance, with reluctance written all over their faces.
Amy asked: "Do you like this stroller so much?"
Many Aztlan people nodded.
"Okay, you don't need to go to the market. The King of Sweden is always generous, so she decided to give one to each of you..."
"Trolley?"
"Wheels, with axles!"
In this way, each of the three hundred Aztlan people was given a wheel. They held the axle in one hand and spun the wheel with the other hand, with surprise written all over their faces.
"Okay, that's it!" Amy said proudly, "Only three hundred wheels were used!"
"Amy... I asked them to go to the market to see what goods are popular with them." Ella reminded in a low voice, "You can't let me carry a ship full of wheels to Aztlan to exchange for gold, right?"
"Um...Is this...really?"
So these Aztlan people still have to be allowed to shop freely on the streets.
"Look, this is carrot, this is cabbage, this is herring!" Amy hurriedly introduced the Aztlan people, speaking loudly for fear that they wouldn't hear, "This is milk, this is cheese
, this is rye bread, and the specialty mead! You all like wine, right? Would you like a bottle of this?"
"I think these things should be introduced at the dinner table." An Aztlan man looked at Amy and said, "The angel is so generous and wants to give us gifts. It would be a bit disrespectful if we only choose to eat."
"Hmm... quite shrewd."
Amy was a little frustrated.
"Amy, why do you keep introducing food?"
"If it's just food, the most we can do is treat them to a meal!" Amy said anxiously, "But if they can continue walking, wouldn't they have to go to the chamber of commerce that sells high-end clothing and jewelry?"
However, the group of Aztlan people stopped in time, surrounded a stall curiously, and pointed.
It was a blacksmith shop. On the red-hot forge, a shirtless blacksmith was hammering a piece of iron into the shape of a sword. Behind him were hung all kinds of weapons.
, and a complete set of armor.
This group of Aztlans had already seen iron weapons in England and had a full understanding of their toughness and sharpness. They were all warriors. Now that they saw someone demonstrating the making of these weapons on site, how could they possibly move them?
Open your eyes.
"I learned about this material in England." Tesosomoc, lying on the stretcher, explained to the Aztlan people, "This thing is called iron, and it grows on a wild creature called a horse.
Similar to their fur. People on this continent raise horses and strip the iron from their bodies to make tools. And those things called horses are controlled by them with magic spells. Although they are livestock, they are like human slaves.
Be obedient and be used by them to pull carts and drive on the road."
The Aztlan people were very surprised when they heard this. Then, they pointed at the iron armor in unison and looked back at Ella, with longing eyes in their eyes.
Ella suddenly felt a chill coming from her wallet; "Gu... Oh no, three hundred pairs of armors are very expensive!"
"Your Majesty, leave it to me!"
Without saying a word, Amy separated from the people blocking the blacksmith shop and slapped the table with great momentum:
"Boss, the King of Sweden is treating you today. I will give each of these three hundred people a pair..."
"Armor?"
"Scissors! The sharper they are sharpened, the better!"
So each of the Aztlan people got another pair of scissors. They held the scissors in one hand and turned the wheel with the other, dancing and beaming with joy.
"Your Majesty, is that done?" Amy said, "They seem to prefer some basic tools, so they just bring various tools as cargo!"
"Hmm..." Ella tilted her chin in thought, "I always feel that the goods are too single."
There was a sound of horse hoofbeats, and Tesosomok shouted excitedly: "Look, this is the wild horse with iron that I mentioned!"
The group of Aztlans raised their heads when they heard the sound, and saw a dozen half-man and half-horse creatures walking towards them. Their expressions changed greatly, and they hid behind Ella one after another. However, they heard that they were all carried away.
Tesosomok scolded angrily: "Why are you running? This is not a monster. The people above are on horses, ride! They used magic to tame these animals and let them work like slaves. I was just supposed to
Has it been explained clearly?"
But those Aztlan people still hid behind Ella and did not dare to come out.
"What are you doing?"
The cavalryman walking in the front pulled the horse rope and slowly came to Ella. He took off his helmet, revealing a head of golden hair.
"'Harald the Hair King'?" Ella recognized the lord, "You are not in your Norway, why did you come to my Gotland again?"
"A rare white bear appeared in my territory. I chased it for more than ten days, and unknowingly crossed the border to Sweden." Harald smiled heartily, "I thought we were already there, so why not walk a little further?
, come and take a dip in your public bathhouse in Gotland, maybe you can meet some other lords."
As he spoke, he looked at the Aztlan people behind Ella - each of them held a pair of scissors, looked at Harald cautiously, and at the same time held up a wheel to protect their chests like a shield.
forward.
"King of Sweden, what are these people with feathers on their heads?" Harald couldn't understand. "Your newly trained special forces? Are they used for wartime haircuts on the battlefield?"
"They are students who come here to study from a remote country." Amy deliberately concealed the relevant information about Aztlan and asked instead, "Harald, you are from the Pirate Kingdom. What are the local specialties?
