"Mr. Sauron, are you free to come and sit at my house this afternoon?"
"Thank you madam for your kindness."
"But my motorcade is waiting for me to go back. This trip is passing through the town of Mirant because we need to go to Waterdeep City to do some things."
“Because time is tight, I can’t stay too long in the town.”
"Ah! That's such a pity."
"Yes."
"Mr. Sauron, this is for you."
"If you come back and pass by the town of Mirante, don't forget to visit me. I'm very curious about what Mr. Sauron saw along the way."
"sure!"
He sniffed the slightly fragrant note in his hand.
There is a line of beautiful alien writing written on it.
Although he has inherited the knowledge from his predecessor, Sauron is still a little unfamiliar with otherworldly writing, but fortunately he can barely recognize it.
Mirante Town-Champs-Elysees-No. 1314.
This is the meaning of the line on the note.
It is not difficult to tell from the name that this is the house number of a house.
"What a nice house number!" Zoro thought as he leaned on the carriage.
Recalling the invitation Debra extended to herself after the group left Celia's bakery.
Speak the truth.
Zoro was indeed a little flattered that such a beautiful woman suddenly invited him to her home when they met for the first time.
Have some tea!
Let’s chat!
Something wonderful happens again.
Zoro fantasized with some longing.
This is something he has never encountered since he was an adult.
If it weren't for all the trivial matters, and Kahn and his party were still waiting for him to return, he might not have actually agreed to this tempting invitation.
have no choice.
With pain and regret, Sauron had no choice but to decline this tempting invitation.
But before leaving, he also had to be polite.
After paying for the bread, he took the three of them back to the convoy.
have to say.
The cost this time really exceeded Sauron's expectations.
When he took out the few bills from his pocket, his expression changed even though he looked different.
But the pain in my heart was unbearable.
Three pieces of bread and three special packaging boxes cost Sauron three gold coins and seventy-five silver coins.
Four gold coins were exchanged for a small bag of twenty-five silver coins.
Three loaves of bread were worth seventy-five silver coins.
The remaining three gold coins are all the price of the box.
Zoro didn't know what to complain about because of the expensive packaging fee, but the other party took the initiative to give him a small discount for his own sake.
Sure enough, these days, whether it’s an alien world or a blue star.
In addition to going bankrupt, few businessmen will engage in loss-making business.
At first, Sauron thought he was hallucinating when he heard such a high price.
But he really didn't expect that a small box was worth one gold coin.
Although the box is indeed a bit small and special, it is certainly the kind of thing that can be used as a packing box and can be mass-produced.
The function is special but also limited.
This made Sauron scream in his heart when he took out the money.
But his things had already been packed for him, and Zoro was not the kind of person who would go back on his word, so he could only obediently take out the few notes in his pocket.
On this trip, he brought a total of five gold coins and eighteen silver coins.
Counting the one silver coin given to Kahn.
Now Sauron only has one gold coin and forty-two silver coins left in cash.
Among them, the gold coins are the cash inheritance left by Sauron's predecessor, and the silver coins are the unexpected wealth he got in Leicester Castle.
The fact is indeed what Sauron thought.
Just as Zoro's body swayed forward with the carriage.
In a small town that is getting smaller in the distance behind you, there is a bakery on an unknown road.
Second floor.
Crunch...creep...
As the door opened, a clear female voice suddenly sounded, her words full of surprise.
"Ah! Mother-in-law, you are back."
An old woman with curly and slightly dry silver hair walked into the girl's room, carrying a cane as thick as a baby's arm.
Although the old woman's face looks a bit old.
But the movements are still neat.
Pink sheets.
Pink wooden bed.
Pink walls.
The room now is full of girly style.
When she saw the visitor, Kanina, who was still lying on the bed with her legs raised and rocking back and forth, jumped up from the bed.
Like a baby swallow returning home.
The girl flew into the old woman's arms.
"Oh, mother-in-law, I miss Kanina so much."
Feeling the cuteness in her arms, Celia's serious face also showed a rare smile.
The wrinkled old hand stroked the girl's silky hair all the way to her back, then gently lifted it up and ran it down again.
This cycle repeats.
His eyes were full of love for the girl.
Although Celia, who is one hundred and fifty years old this year, has no blood relationship with the girl in front of her.
But from the moment he took the little girl home, the connection between the two could no longer be separated by anyone.
That is the bond called family love.
"Canina, pack up, we are ready to leave here."
"leave?"
"Yes, get out of here!"
"Mother-in-law, why did you leave?"
Leaving the old woman's arms, Kanina looked at Celia with doubts in her eyes. Having lived in the small town of Mirante since she was a child, she never thought that one day she would leave here.
"Look, Kanina just made a big deal."
Said,
Kanina opened her delicate palms in front of the old woman's eyes, and four shiny gold coins were lying on them in an orderly manner.
"oh?"
This time Celia became a little more interested.
There were things in the store that she knew very well.
Although these magic breads with special effects look good, they are not enough for magic potions.
Very few people come to your store to buy these flashy things.
therefore,
Those high-priced breads in the window rarely sell a few in a year.
On the contrary, the special biscuits that Celia had never cared about were selling like crazy.
Like today, Kanina was able to earn four gold coins from a single business, which is considered a rare big deal in the past six months.
so,
Celia became curious about what the customers who came to the store bought.
"Canina, what did he buy today?"
"Three pieces of "Canina's Sleep Assistant"!"
Kanina stretched out three fingers towards the old woman with some pride.
"Is there anything else?"
"Canina's sleep assistant" Celia knows what's going on.
It was a tasteless bread that she accidentally made during a solo experiment after teaching the little girl how to make special bread.
The most expensive one is an extract called sleep grass.
The price is relatively low. You only need one gold coin to buy a jar of extract with a capacity of about one liter.
To make a piece of bread, only one milliliter of extract is enough.
However, the unit price of this kind of bread is only twenty-five silver coins, and the total price of three yuan and seventy-five silver coins is far from enough for four gold coins.