Businessman Larkin brought He Boqiang to the door of a canvas tent, and lifted up the tent to make it look like a huge warehouse.
Large wooden boxes were piled up one after another, and many of them had labels with different words on the sides.
There was an unsealed wooden box at the door. He Boqiang took a look inside and saw a large leg bone lying on the bottom of the box. The leg bone was covered with black magic patterns. Those black magic patterns seemed to possess
Like some kind of vitality, it was slowly crawling on the leg bones. He Boqiang felt dizzy just by looking at it.
"This is a temporary warehouse for storing low-level magic materials. I will let someone put a wooden bed here."
Businessman Larkin said to He Boqiang.
"You will live here from now on and temporarily help me guard the warehouse here. What you have to do every day is to count the materials collected. From time to time, there will be carriages transporting these materials to Handanar County."
He Boqiang nodded.
The interior space of this tent was much larger than it looked on the outside, and there was a faint smell of grease floating in the tent. He Boqiang crossed the pile of wooden boxes and walked to the end of the tent to find that it was filled with swords and shields. Almost all of them were
It is the standard weapon in the military camp. I didn't expect that such a small caravan would have so many military supplies stored in it.
He Boqiang couldn't help but pick up a knight's shield from the weapon rack, held it in front of his chest and swung it with his hand, making a series of dull sounds.
There is a row of thick round-handled Roman swords on the weapon rack. The bronze handles are engraved with some simple patterns, but these patterns should be decorations. He Boqiang can't feel the dizziness on the patterns on the black-striped magic skin. The Roman swords
The edge of the blade is only less than three feet, but it is extremely thick.
He Boqiang stretched out his hand to hold the heavy Roman sword and took it off the weapon rack. He Boqiang felt that his movements were extremely smooth, especially at the moment when he held the sword hilt, he seemed to have a long-lost feeling, and he performed it skillfully and smoothly.
Jian Hua Lai inserted the Roman sword back into the weapon rack effortlessly.
"Do you like these weapons?" Larkin asked, staring at He Boqiang, as if he had discovered a treasure, his eyes became very bright.
He Boqiang nodded.
Then his eyes fell on other weapon racks. In addition to a row of Roman swords, there were also several dark-edged daggers in this tent. The handles of the daggers were made of brown leather, which would be very comfortable to hold.
In addition, near the main pillar in the middle of the tent, there are more than a dozen Paglio spears, which are all-metal spears. Only heavy armored infantry can use these heavy weapons.
Larkin seemed to trust Surdak and was not worried that He Boqiang would keep tabs on himself while living in this tent filled with weapons and magic materials.
Larkin then asked: "Then do you know how to maintain these weapons? Just take them out and wipe them regularly and apply some animal grease on the blades."
As he spoke, he took out a greasy rag and wiped it vigorously on a Roman sword, as if he was giving an example to He Boqiang.
He Boqiang took the greasy rag and did not wipe the Roman sword like Larkin did. Instead, he picked up a strip-shaped sharpening stone from the tray of the weapon rack. He first rubbed it skillfully on the edge of the blade before using the oil rag.
Wipe it carefully on the edge of the sword.
Larkin glanced at He Boqiang with satisfaction, patted his shoulder hard and said, "Very good, you will be responsible for the maintenance of weapons from now on."
The warehouse was filled with the musty smell of rotten bones. Larkin did not want to stay inside for too long, so he took He Boqiang out of the tent and said at the door of the tent:
"Oh, by the way, we have two meals a day. You can choose to bring the food back here to eat, or you can eat together with everyone. As for the salary, it will be settled according to the fifteen silver coins per week. If you behave
If you are outstanding, I will give you an appropriate salary increase. If you want to do it, try it first."
Apparently Larkin was looking for Suldak's face and was not that mean to He Boqiang.
A weekly salary of fifteen silver coins is considered an upper-middle-level salary for the civilian class in the Green Empire, but for a war zone like Handanar County, this salary is still low. This should be He Boqiang's salary during his probation period.
, there should be a possibility of slight improvement in the future.
After explaining this, Larkin merged into the crowd of people in this commercial street and chatted very familiarly with the two warriors wearing mail armor.
And He Boqiang squatted down at the door of this tent, looking at the bustling crowds in the simple street market, his mind filled with confusion about the future.
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In front of the stall in the camp were a knight's light shield, two daggers, three Roman swords and a Pagolio spear. Gabi squatted behind the stall and yawned boredly, holding two copper plates in his hand.
Throwing it up and down, even if soldiers passed by Gabi, Gabi would not sell the goods in front of the stall to those soldiers, just waiting for someone to stop on his own initiative.
The standard weapons and equipment in the military camp are the property of Count Mond Goss. Even if some weapons and equipment are damaged in the battle, soldiers can go to the logistics office to replace them, but only if there is a valid reason.
However, there is some gap between standard weapons and these high-quality weapons. If you think the standard saber is too light, the Roman sword shaped like a mallet is a good choice. After looking for a long time, no one came up to ask about the price. Larkin didn't seem to care much.
The street stall's business was good or bad, and Gabby, who was standing in front of the street stall, looked nonchalant.
He Boqiang felt that Larkin did not expect to make any money from this stall.
The strong man Ulysses appeared to be very honest after suffering a loss at the hands of He Boqiang, and got into the tent to sleep without saying a word.
The curly-haired boy Gabi turned around and waved to He Boqiang. He Boqiang walked to the stall and imitated Gabi's posture and squatted behind the stall. In addition to weapons, there were also some whetstones and other things on the stall.
Next to him, there are two pieces of black-grained skin the size of a child's palm and a few dark egg-shaped stones.
He Boqiang picked up a black stone the size of an egg.
"These are magic cores."
Gabby pointed to his head, with a strange smile on his face and said: "It was dug out of the evil spirit's brain, but it's a bit small. They don't believe there is a magic crystal inside. In fact, it only contains magic crystals."
The crystal ones are the most valuable. In fact, buying a magic core is like gambling. If you can get the magic crystal stone out of it, you will make a profit. Otherwise, you will just buy a worthless piece of rotten stone."
Gabby scratched his hay-like curly hair, pointed to a pile of smaller magic cores on the stall, and said, "The one here costs fifty silver coins."
He pointed to another pile of magic cores as big as fists and said: "The ones here are more expensive, about one gold coin each. Many people in the military camp like to bet on this."
Hearing what Gabby said, He Boqiang felt that buying magic cores was almost the same as betting on jade.
As if by magic, Gabby took out a piece of beef jerky from nowhere, stuffed it into He Boqiang's hand, threw another piece of beef jerky into his mouth, and said to He Boqiang: "I hope you don't mind what happened just now.
Ulysses has no bad intentions, he just enjoys wrestling with others."
He simply sat behind the street stall and introduced to He Boqiang, "Actually, our daily work is very simple. I am responsible for looking after the street stall, and Ulysses has to keep vigil at night. There have not been many wars recently. Only after we win the war, we will be very happy."
busy."
Gabby has a few brown freckles on his cheekbones, a high nose bridge, but is a bit thin. Like Larkin, he always talks endlessly when he starts talking: "I don't think you are from Bena..."