There was only one oil lamp lit in the dark room. Four or five heads crowded together, unpacking all the large and small bags piled in the corner, and sorting them into categories again.
Zhou Qingfeng stood at the door and asked, "Would you like to light a few more lights for you? It's too dark."
No, no, no..., several people in the room quickly shook their heads and refused. The fat man among them said: "It doesn't need to be too bright, it doesn't need to be too bright, our eyes can see clearly, and we have long been accustomed to such a dark environment. Hugo
Just go and do your business, don't worry about us."
"It's so dark and you can see clearly, no wonder you are all short-sighted." Seeing that he couldn't help, Uncle Zhou muttered and left.
No one was watching, and the few people in the room felt more relaxed. Tambos lowered his voice and said: "Hurry up, this batch of goods must be cleaned up tonight. I will send someone to send it away tomorrow, and ensure that everyone earns at least five
One hundred gold coins.”
The other world uses a precious metal currency system. The value of one gold coin is similar to the British pound in the early industrial revolution. If you can have an income of fifty gold coins a year, you are a wealthy family. If you can get an inheritance of five hundred gold coins, you will have no worries about food and drink for the rest of your life.
The annual income of the top nobles is often only tens of thousands of gold coins, and the treasury of smaller principalities may not have millions of gold coins.
Wizards are a profession that relies heavily on funds and resources, but the normal annual income of a wizard apprentice is difficult to exceed one hundred gold coins. If you can earn five hundred gold coins in one breath, it will be a huge sum for several people in the room.
An attractive sum of money.
During the sorting process, the apprentices were excited and sighed at the same time. The fat man grabbed a handful of ash from a jar, twisted it lightly with his fingers, and sighed: "This handful of good devil dust can be sold for five in Cold Wind City."
When gold coins are shipped to the south, the price will be multiplied by ten."
The so-called ‘devil dust’ refers to the ashes of the Minotaur.
Someone came over to take a look, but shook his head and said: "Multiply by ten? This was the price so many years ago. You underestimate those profiteers in the magic shop. They might multiply it by twenty and sell it at thirty. There is no way in the south.
There is no such thing as devil dust.”
The fat man put the 'Devil Dust' in his hand back into the jar, and a lot of sparkling white dust scattered with a slap. He quickly held his breath, but still inhaled a little, his face immediately turned red, and he let out a low growl, getting fat.
The body expands again.
The people in the room were frightened and fled quickly, and Tambos even grabbed a staff and pointed it at the fat man.
After a long time, the fat man returned to normal, but his eyes were bright red. He fearfully wiped off the white ash on his hands, then quickly covered and sealed the jar, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, "This devil's dust...
It’s so effective.”
Tempos also breathed a sigh of relief, put down his staff and said: "Because it is not mixed with flour, it is very pure. Please be careful, these are top-quality goods that we have not used in the past."
The fat man put away the devil dust, but took a closer look at the jar, and said in frustration: "Not only are the materials here good, but even the jars containing the materials are good. This is obviously a white porcelain jar used by elves.
Worth five gold coins."
Several people in the room were very unhappy when he said this. Some of them were holding torn carpets, some were spreading out ropes made of fine silk fabrics, and some were holding two broken statues and wanted to put them back together - the more they looked at
The more angry you are.
Too many things were wasted.
"You said, where did you get this from the elven ruins?" The fat man couldn't help but ask.
The others were lost in thought, and only Tambos whispered: "According to my teacher's description, the Silver Leaf City of the Elf has existed for thousands of years. It has a large area and a very complex internal environment. It cannot be accomplished with just a few hundred people."
excavated.
Once the news spreads, adventurers from all over the North will swarm here. At that time, we won't even think about getting involved, and even our teachers won't get much benefit. So let's make the money in front of us first.
, don’t think too much about other things.”
Everyone thought about it and nodded.
Only the fat man sighed: "I'm really curious, what did Silver Leaf City look like originally? Where did that Victor Hugo come from? How did he know the location of the ruins? Our teacher asked
I haven’t found it for decades.”
Everyone became even more silent, and Tambos booed repeatedly, signaling the fat man to stop talking nonsense. However, a deep sneer sounded at the door of the room, and a terrifying monster's head poked in.
Several wizard apprentices were immediately frightened, but they had nowhere to escape. The fat man was squatting at the door, but he was so frightened by the monster that he fell to the ground and kicked his legs repeatedly. Only Tambos pretended to be calm and shouted.
"Don't panic, this is Sir Hugo's horse."
horse?
Is there such a scary horse?
But this horse with a monster head took the initiative to speak: "What are you talking about? It seems interesting. Talk to me, I like to chat with people the most."
Everyone was sluggish and their heartbeats were pounding. Even the fat man didn't speak and his face was pale.
"Hey, don't be afraid. I just look a little scary, but I'm not bad at all." Ma put his monster head into the house.
Everyone could clearly see that it was an undead soul with only skeletons left, and they felt oppressed and had trouble breathing.
"Jiying, please get out, you are too scary like this." Tambos recognized the monster in front of him, but he could only persuade him, "If you want to chat, you can chat outside."
"You are so cowardly." 'Jiying' muttered, "The humans I saw back then were not as cowardly as you. Regardless of whether they were good or evil, they were all very vicious."
The fat man was still paralyzed on the ground and asked tremblingly: "You..., are you a devil? You can actually talk?"
"To be exact, he's a half-demon." 'Shiying' emphasized angrily: "Otherwise I wouldn't be able to appear in the main material world. Didn't you just ask where these things come from? I know. Do you want to ask?
I?"
The fat man wondered for a long time, then turned to look at his companions. The others were still in fear and still did not dare to speak, but they all used their eyes to signal the fat man to continue asking. Everyone was curious and wanted to know some secrets.
"Your Excellency, please solve the riddle for us." The fat man swallowed his saliva and slowly got up. He was very careful, wishing he could move a stool for 'Jiying' to sit down and talk slowly.
"These things were obtained from the elves' prison. It is not an ordinary prison, but was specially prepared to imprison demons decades ago. Victor Hugo, my current master, discovered it not long ago.
I was locked inside.
Do you know? My master didn’t understand at all. He only picked out some useful items and moved them away. There are many good things in that prison, because it was used to imprison demons. To build it, the elves spent a lot of money.
Less.
I feel that you should not only give benefits to the master, but also give me some benefits. If I am happy, maybe I will tell you the location of the elf prison, and my master probably doesn’t care about the underground ruins anyway."
As soon as the words "Quick Shadow" were said, the eyes of several wizard apprentices in the room lit up and they held their breaths. Only Tambos was a little calmer. He coughed heavily and rushed to say: "Everyone, calm down, this is a
Undead and half-demon, it is inherently evil."
With this reminder, everyone just woke up and immediately expressed great doubts about the words of 'Jiying'. But the skeleton war horse said 'Hey', "Don't be like this, I'm not that bad, I have a master now, it's just
I just want to save some pocket money.
I know you don’t quite believe me. But it doesn’t matter, someone will definitely be interested in my information. If you change your mind, you can come to me privately.”
'Jiying' took a few glances and found that no one in the room was talking, and felt a little discouraged.
"Okay, I know there's some estrangement between us. There's some movement on the other side of the village wall. It's probably those evil cultists who haven't given up yet, so I have to help. By the way, please don't tell my master about me saving money. He's sure
You’ll be unhappy.”
After "Jiying" finished speaking, he shook his head and walked away.
The room full of wizard apprentices were left looking at each other in confusion.
The fat man asked Tempos, "Who is Victor Hugo? He can actually tame such a terrifying half-demon as a mount? This is incredible. And what underground ruins does it talk about? We really
Don’t you want to ask clearly?”
Tempos was also speechless, and it took him a long time to reply: "Victor Hugo's origins are mysterious, and everything about him is unpredictable. As for the elf prison, don't let this rumor leak out, first make the money in front of you.