Judging from the market, the Banshee Castle ruled by the Phils family is indeed a strong enemy. Compared with other towns, the market here is more dynamic, the business circulation is more frequent, and the residents' lives are more promising. Even at the bottom of society, at least they have a reputation.
Eat food.
Walking on the streets of the market and wandering around the shops, you can clearly feel the benefits of active business. According to the 'siphon effect', the materials and people in the North are converging towards the Banshee Castle. Little Phils, who is presiding over the current situation
He was called a 'vampire' by everyone.
Although in Zhou Qingfeng's opinion, the circulation here is not large enough, the efficiency is low, and the prices of goods are extremely expensive. But in the eyes of others, it is completely different, and it can be called prosperous.
"Monsieur Dantès."
Zhou Qingfeng walked around the streets, but was still dissatisfied with the amount of purchases. Suddenly he heard someone calling him and looked around. Several people across the street were greeting him - they were the young apprentices he had met at Roma's house.
"Hello, Bobby. Ah..., Schultz, Raman, you are here too. These are..., can you introduce them?" Zhou Qingfeng stepped forward very familiarly.
Respond and laugh and chat with these peers.
The other party was also shopping with their servants, and the things they purchased were all ordinary magic materials, mostly related to alchemy. Schultz, the leader, introduced each other and winked at the other people.
The other young people suddenly became more enthusiastic. Zhou Qingfeng felt that maybe he was too generous last time and was regarded as a traitor. He quickly asked: "Aren't you going to take lessons from Master Roma?"
Several young people immediately complained, 'One lesson costs five gold coins', 'Master Rom has officially joined the wizard group of Banshee Castle', 'I'm afraid he doesn't have time to teach us anymore', 'Other official wizards' courses are more expensive'
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After listening to a few words, Zhou Qingfeng confirmed that these young people in front of him came from the middle class with "good family backgrounds, but not good enough". Compared with Roma, who could afford a class of one hundred gold coins, they could only attend a class of five gold coins.
Very difficult.
Wizards are an extremely elite group, and their number has always been rare. For example, there are only a dozen wizards in Cold Wind City, and even such a small number of people are divided into eight schools. Fabbro is among them, and he is considered to be the 'chief alchemist'.
The wizard group in Banshee Castle is more powerful, but there are only more than thirty official wizards. In comparison, there are hundreds of guards in the city and more than one hundred and fifty official knights.
Under the official wizards, there are also a large number of ordinary people who want to become wizards but are unable to do so. These people may not have the qualifications, but they are limited by financial resources and cannot obtain expensive knowledge - wizards are a closed group, proud and exclusive.
Zhou Qingfeng has been providing cheap knowledge in Harmony Village, but no matter how hard he tries, he cannot create a middle class out of thin air. The frustrated young people in front of him provide him with another idea... Talent
Introduction.
"It's noon, have you eaten?" Zhou Qingfeng likes to let people take advantage of him. "I'm just hungry. How about we find a place to sit down and chat slowly?"
Several young people suddenly laughed from ear to ear, and one of them even had a stomach growl on the spot and made a rumble of hunger. They were actually much worse off than Zhou Qingfeng had guessed - many of them had no money to eat in order to study.
Northland is very poor, but the cost of living is extremely high.
Seeing the philanthropic Uncle Zhou, these young people felt as if they had seen a savior. They were full of resentment and distress, and were weak to speak. In the blink of an eye, they all happily led the way, leading the 'big money' to the market.
's tavern.
Zhou Qingfeng didn't understand when he saw this posture. He simply asked: "Is anyone else willing to come for dinner? I like to make friends the most. If you have other friends to introduce me to you, I will be the happiest.
of."
"Really?" someone asked in surprise, "You can call as many as you want? I have a few friends staying in a nearby hotel. They... they haven't eaten yet."
Is it so miserable?
Those who go out to study these days are definitely not the common people at the bottom. Will they not even have enough to eat?
Zhou Qingfeng really overestimated the financial ability of these foreign apprentices. But after he let the words out, there was no reason to take them back, so he nodded and smiled: "You can come as many as you like, I'll take care of the food."
"Then I'll call someone later." The person who spoke turned around and ran away. He was afraid that Zhou Qingfeng would regret it, and shouted loudly: "Please wait a moment, I'll be right back."
Zhou Qingfeng laughed and found that several people next to him also had thoughtful expressions. He suddenly felt that something was wrong in his heart...
Sure enough, someone else asked: "Your Excellency Dantès, can I also call a few friends? They are all very good young people. Everyone comes to the Banshee Castle to find a job and want to make some money to make friends with the upper class.
of nobility.
It's just that the current situation is bad, and the Northland is a bit chaotic. The nobles who originally liked to open salons and hold parties have turned their attention to other aspects."
A war is about to begin, and only people like Rom who can bring immediate benefits can be popular. A group of "waste" who can't do anything and have to lose money will naturally not be welcomed.
Zhou Qingfeng suddenly asked seriously: "How many people are like you?"
"There are always dozens," someone said.
This number was immediately refuted, "There are more than a few dozen. I know more than this number. The total number of people must be hundreds, maybe even more."
When the number 'hundreds' was mentioned, some people stared, fearing to scare away the 'big money' who was paying. Zhou Qingfeng also shook his head slightly, "If there are hundreds of people, it would be really troublesome. The tavern on this street will definitely not be able to seat them."
Hahaha..., everyone can only use laughter to cover up their embarrassment. After all, their group is currently in the situation of "uncle doesn't care, grandma doesn't love", running around but not even able to eat.
"No matter how many there are, let's take over the tavern first. Let the owner of the tavern bring all the food and drinks to the table. I'll treat you to a meal first."
When Zhou Qingfeng led his team, he always focused on gathering people's hearts first. Now eating is what people want. When he said he wanted to book the tavern, several young people finally felt relieved. They also expressed their willingness to invite friends and attract more people.
People come to eat.
In the end, only Zhou Qingfeng walked into the tavern first, took out a dozen gold coins and said that he wanted to reserve the place, and that he would be free to bring drinks, food, and so on.
The owner of the tavern was a sturdy half-orc. He asked Zhou Qingfeng who he wanted to invite to the table for dinner. When he learned that the guests were all young people studying who were too poor to eat, he sneered...
"Those guys can't do heavy work just by showing off, and they won't be appreciated by the nobles in the city. What's the use of inviting them to dinner? They'll definitely be in trouble."
Zhou Qingfeng sat down in front of the bar carelessly, grinning happily at the orc's ugly head, "With your wisdom, if you could figure this problem out, you wouldn't stay here to manage a bar.
What a rare opportunity this is. At any other time, how could this group of people crowd in for me to choose from? There are more than a hundred intellectuals, and it is enough for one-tenth of them to come with me. I will lose more money on this meal today.