In the early morning, the village was very clean inside and outside, with no trace of blood or anything left. Fichet and I didn't pay too much attention to the outcome of Sunset and his men, although their screams continued.
All night, but I don't want to know how he died. Because I also want to turn this place into a stronghold, I left a few members in the village.
We released the remaining slaves, but Lily never went to the Dark City with them. I looked at her, and my mood began to turn bad. If I hadn't hugged you last night, I wouldn't have bothered to care about your death!
"Anyway, my best friends are gone, if you don't want me." She hugged Abu tightly and said, "You might as well make me into a wine glass."
"I mean Cohen." Fichet said to me: "Just take her with you. That way, we don't have to hire a maid when we get to Wampu."
Hearing her talk about the wine glass, my heart ached for no reason. I nodded and took her on the road. Before setting off, I kindly reminded her that if she didn't loosen her grip, poor Abu would die.
He's about to die of anger.
On the third day, we arrived in Wanpu.
Wanpu! This is Wanpu!
A group of us stood on a hill outside Wanpu City and looked carefully at this emerging city. It is not very big. More than half of the city is composed of densely packed small houses built next to the port. One strip looks pretty good.
The wide streets clearly divide the city into two parts, making the houses with small gardens on the inland side very conspicuous.
"Is this our money jar?" I have to admit that Wanpu is a little different from what I imagined.
"I'm sure it's a Vamp!" said Fichet, "but it's up to you whether it will become your money pot..."
I know how to kill people and set fires, but to make money... I feel uncomfortable, I have a headache, my stomach hurts, I want to lie down, I want to roll on the ground and moan... By the way, I also want to say bad words.
"Master..." Lily looked at my face carefully: "Can I speak?"
"Aren't you talking now?" I looked at her angrily. I really couldn't say bad words to her: "Also, don't call me master, you can call me young master or young master!"
"Yes, Master." She said, "I think you are not familiar with this place...but I have been here before."
"Really? Come and listen."
"That's it, I...when I wasn't sold..." She lowered her head and said, "I've always been here with my good friends."
Fichet came over and patted Lily on the shoulder, but couldn't say anything.
"This way...speak slowly!" I looked up at the sky: "If you are sad, Fichet and I will lend you a shoulder to lean on."
Lily smiled and pointed at Wanpu to explain to us. Only then did we realize that this small city in my territory is actually an out-and-out commercial city. Every day, there are dozens of ships at the port.
The cargo ships above are docked, and all kinds of transactions are in full swing... There are so many people of all kinds, and all kinds of religions are overflowing... However, because there is no official management, the city is relatively chaotic.
"It looks very interesting..." I said, "This way we can fish in troubled waters, hehe..."
"What are you laughing at?" Fichet asked me.
"It's nothing, I'm just a little excited to have so much business to do..." I thought for a while: "Let's do it one day at a time and one in the dark!"
"What is one light and one dark?"
"Tell Darkness to send a city lord over!" I made up my mind: "Bring two hundred soldiers and scrape the land to collect taxes..."
"Think about it, how much can you collect in one moment?" Fichet said: "What use are two hundred soldiers?"
"The city lord is just a cover!" I think my smile must have been exaggerated, because Fichet even frowned: "I want to turn Wanpu into the largest smuggling port on the mainland!"
"smuggling?"
"Yes!" I said, "Let's smuggle!"
"Oh my God..." Fichet held his head: "You actually include me in this? Then what am I doing here? Am I not the one poaching my own family?"
"Either you smuggle with me, or you ask your father to give me money."
"I'm afraid of you!" Fichet said painfully: "I think I'd better smuggle it."
After entering the city, we first found a hotel to stay in. Members of the Guards disguised as mercenaries also stayed in, but they were not so lucky. I immediately sent many people out. Before occupying a city, wasn't it?
Should the small countryside around the city be cleaned up first?
"If there's anything like bathing in the sunset, don't let me know." I made a gesture on my neck with my hand.
After a day of rest, Fichet and I walked around the streets to see what business was available. Of course, Lily followed us with Abu in her arms.
Because we thought that we might appear in some social occasions, we are now businessmen. I am now Mr. Turner, Fichet is now Mr. Phil, and Lily is now... I think she should be called Lily.
After walking around for a long time, my feet were sore, but I still didn’t see any business that looked particularly profitable, so I decided to buy Lily one or two sets of clothes. She always wore inappropriate clothes that would make me look like I
Very tasteless.
But to my surprise, there is not a single suitable ready-made clothing store on the streets here at the dock! Why do people here like to buy pieces of cotton, piles of needlework, and baskets of scissors to go home and make clothes? Mom
Yes! Why is pepper sold in big bags here?
"Master..." Lily approached me and said, "This is wholesale..."
"Yes, young master, Abu seems to have seen a store selling clothes!" Abu in Lily's arms sent me a message: "It's on that wide street..."
With a dark face, I turned left and right on the only wide street in the city, and finally saw the legendary clothing store.
"Lily, you choose it yourself!" I immediately sat down on the chair specially prepared for customers in the store: "Master, I am tired."
"Oh..." Lily hugged Abu and looked around in the store.
I rubbed my miserable calves and began to look at this rather small store.
It should be said that the owner of this store is very good at business, which can be seen from the constant flow of customers in the store. The layout of the store is also well-organized, and all kinds of men's and women's clothes are hung by the owner in just the right place. Not only does it not look messy, but it also looks stylish.
It makes you feel very pleasing to the eye.
What surprised me even more is that next to each piece of clothing, whether it is formal banquet wear or casual wear, or men's or women's wear, there are more than two sets of matching tassels, laces, buttons and other accessories for people to choose from. This kind of design
The business methods are really clever.
"Sir!" A clerk put a glass of water on the small table next to me: "Please drink water."
I picked up the water glass and took a sip. A light mint coolness lingered in my throat for a long time.
With such a good reception, no wonder there is such a good business! Look at the clothes of several clerks in the store. I didn’t expect that they can make such a profit by selling clothes. I admire the owner of this store so much that I almost fall in love with him. I don’t know.
What kind of old fox is this boss?
"Master!" Lily called me: "I have chosen!"
"Really?" I walked over and stood next to her: "Let me see."
It can be seen that Lily wanted to save me money, so she only chose a casual dress that seemed to be relatively cheap, without tassels and lace decorations. The light blue fabric with white floral flowers looked fresh and simple.
"Just this one?" I asked her, and Lily nodded seriously.
"Hey!" I waved to a clerk: "You, just you! Come here."
"Yes, sir!" The clerk came over and said, "How can I help you?"
"I want two pieces of this style!" I picked along the wall: "I also want two pieces of this style, this..."
"I'm sorry, sir!" the clerk said to me: "We only have one piece of each style of clothes here, and this style has just been sold. You see, there is a sold mark on it."
"Ah?" I was very dissatisfied: "One piece? Has it been sold? Do you know how to do business?"
"I'm sorry, sir!" The clerk's head was already sweating: "I'm really sorry."
"Call your boss out!"
"this……"
"Go and call!"
Lily was frightened and stood behind me and gently pulled my sleeves. Fichet still sat down and drank his mint water seriously, with an expression that showed he didn't recognize me.
"Excuse me, sir!" A voice sounded behind me: "I am the boss here."
This sound is not very like an old fox, it is as clear and sweet as the sound of wind chimes.
I turned around and looked at the boss. Sure enough, she was not an old fox. To be precise, the boss was more like a vixen. She was very young, about the same age as Lily, and under her bright red hair like flames, she had a pair of wild eyes.
Her eyes are full of youth, and her whole body exudes the aura of youth. Although she can be regarded as an extremely beautiful woman, I am very unhappy with her arrogant demeanor.
"Boss?" I smiled contemptuously: "A cat and a dog should also have a name."
"Sir, please watch your words!" She raised her head and glared at me: "Since your property allows you to enter my store, you should behave like a gentleman!"
"Gentleman? I'm sorry!" I said, "I'm just an ordinary businessman!"
"What a disappointment!" she said. "Are there just some country bumpkins left in Wampu?"
"I disappoint you, Miss!" I said, "I am a country bumpkin, but now, I want to buy these clothes!"
"Okay!" she said, "We will be responsible for packing it for you and delivering it to your residence. Please pay a total of 150 silver coins for three pieces of clothing, or you can pay 15 gold coins. We refuse to accept copper coins."
"Fifteen gold coins? You go grab it!" This joke was too big. Years ago, when my poor Lily was sold, the price tag was just over one gold coin.
"We don't rob, we only sell clothes. If you don't want to buy or can't pay, please hang the clothes back on the wall."
"Fifteen gold coins for three pieces of clothing, what a robbery!"
"These three pieces of clothing are made by the best tailors in mainland China, so they are more expensive!" She explained to me in a leisurely manner: "In addition, plus shipping costs, the decoration fee of our store...and, because of you
It’s not that nobles can’t enjoy the discount in our store, so the total is fifteen gold coins, and if it’s one penny less, you can’t even buy it.”
"How much does it cost for a noble?"
"Four and a half gold coins, but an ordinary businessman like you should know that you can't enjoy this discount!"
"Okay! I'll buy it!" I gritted my teeth and put my hand into my pocket: "You will pay the price!"
"You don't need to worry." She tossed her hair, took her clothes and left.
Fichet choked on the water at this time and was coughing very hard.
"Smelly woman! Dead woman!" I kicked things in the room to vent my anger.
"Stop kicking!" Fichet sat on the only intact chair: "Speaking of which, you are not very embarrassed."
"It's not embarrassing!" I kicked the bedpost again: "What else can I do to be embarrassed?"
"It doesn't matter!" Fichet said: "Just think of a way to embarrass her too!"
"Yes! Why didn't I think of that?" I immediately put the black cloak on myself, pulled Fichet and went downstairs.
"Wait a minute! Wait a minute! My Mr. Turner!" said Fishette. "What do you want to do?"
"Oh! My dear Mr. Phil, I think since you have agreed to smuggle with me." I turned back to Fichet and said, "You don't mind doing some robbery to warm up before smuggling, right?"
"Wait a minute, I didn't mean to embarrass her!"
"It's up to you. If I go alone, it will be robbing money and people. If you go with me, I can consider giving up one of them."
"I think it's better if I go with you."
"I didn't force you!"
"Yes, yes, you agreed to take me there only after my repeated insistence."
"Then let's go..."
The business in the vixen shop was so good that we waited until nightfall before she got into a white luxury carriage and left. The carriage, pulled by two white horses, had eye-catching aristocratic symbols on it, and even the uniform of the driver
All trimmed with silver.
"Hey..." I pinched my fingers one by one and made a "snap" sound: "You stinky woman..."
The white carriage drove towards the residential area on the edge of the city. Fichet and I followed slowly on horseback. I knew that we had to go through a long slope from here to the residential area, and there was not even a street light there.
Hehehehe... I can give her coachman a hard slap first, then drag her out of the carriage and smear her proud hair and face with mud. It must be the smelliest kind, and also
If you want to rip her clothes off, you have to do it in the most thorough way, right! If you want to scold her with dirty words, you have to do it in the most rude way...
The carriage has reached the bottom of the slope. This section of the road is very dark, and the lights of the two horse lanterns on the carriage are also dim. The coachman slowed down, and I glanced at Fichet, ready to rush up and stop the carriage. I even thought about it.
Okay, now what to say in the first sentence.
No one could have imagined that at this moment, the carriage stopped on its own, and a deliberately low voice came from the front of the carriage.
"Robbery! Don't move!"
This sentence was said coldly, professionally, and shockingly. But I am sure that this sentence was not said by me or Fichet. We are still ten horses away from the carriage!
In the darkness of the night, I finally saw two people, one tall and one short, standing in front of the carriage, wearing hats and covering their faces, the daggers in their hands shone with cold light, um... not good, I met a colleague,
Would you like to go over and say hello first?
"Sit tight and don't move!" the short robber said to the driver very fiercely: "We just want to get something..."
It seemed that the coachman was frightened. Not only did he not move, he didn't even say a word.
"I knew you bastards were rich!" The tall robber walked towards the carriage: "Sit in such a beautiful carriage..."
Hmm... This guy can also use foul language. I wonder if he will stop by to patronize Fichet and me after robbing this stinky woman?
"Well..." Fichet asked me in a low voice: "Do we want to help?"
"Which side can I help?"
"You!" Fichet said: "Of course you are helping the lady."
"Bah! I won't help..."
"If she is killed by these two guys first." Fichet advised me: "Then your chance of revenge will be gone..."
"Tch, if you want to help, you have to wait a while!" I said: "We have to help at the most dangerous moment, so that she will be so grateful that she will throw herself into her arms and give me fifteen gold coins and be responsible for our future clothes..."
The tall robber had already walked to the car door. He took a deep breath and said to the short robber: "Damn it! It smells so good...I'm sure there's a girl inside..."
"You idiot!" the short man scolded: "Hurry up and do it!"
On the one hand, I was excited that someone would embarrass this stinky woman, but on the other hand, I felt that she should only be robbed by me, which was very contradictory... At this time, the tall man smiled sinisterly, and his left hand had already touched the car door handle...
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You stinky woman, you should scream in the carriage! Otherwise, how can I save my dignity and save you? (To be continued)