Werther had no choice but to break into a cold sweat. He felt extremely embarrassed at this moment. He really didn't expect that roasted sweet potatoes in this world would be so expensive. He turned his head and looked at the people lining up behind him. Sure enough, they were all dressed in gorgeous clothes and accompanied by two or three servants.
"Guests, the people who come to me to buy roasted sweet potatoes are all very wealthy people. They come from all over Notland just to buy half a roasted sweet potato. Of course, some of them come from neighboring countries."
The shop owner explained, "If you go to other roasted sweet potato shops, you might be able to buy a roasted sweet potato for a few copper coins, but you can't do that here."
"A few copper coins are very expensive..." Werther muttered quietly.
"What are you talking about, guest?" The shopkeeper raised his eyebrows in surprise, "A rare food like sweet potato is already very cheap for a few copper coins, but it doesn't taste good when baked."
"If there are so few sweet potatoes, why do you have so many sweet potatoes here?" Werther asked curiously.
"Guest, didn't you see it said on the window of my house that we only sell them twice a year? In fact, I don't have many sweet potatoes here."
"Oh I see."
"Guest, do you still want to buy it? If you don't want to buy it, don't block here and affect the guests behind you."
"Ah, sorry!" Werther's face turned red, he awkwardly put the money on the table back into his pocket, sighed, and moved a few steps to the side with Wile.
The guest at the back immediately stepped forward, the tip of his nose was red from the cold, and he kept rubbing his hands. Despite the cold, his tone was still excited: "I brought enough money this time, give me two roasted sweet potatoes."
"
As he spoke, he placed the shining gold coins on the table.
The shopkeeper said in surprise: "I'll get it for you, guest."
Wile pulled Witte's sleeve and whispered softly: "Your Highness, let's leave quickly. It's too embarrassing here. Look, there are a few people behind us laughing at us."
"Later, I want to see what his roasted sweet potatoes look like."
Soon, the shopkeeper and his helper fetched four and a half pieces of roasted sweet potatoes, which totaled exactly two pieces. They were wrapped in clean paper bags and carefully handed to the guest and his servant.
When Werther saw the roasted sweet potato, his eyes lit up and he opened his mouth unconsciously. Wile followed his eyes curiously and opened his eyes unconsciously.
Then where is the roasted sweet potato? It is a super luxurious roasted sweet potato! From a distance, it looks no different from ordinary roasted sweet potatoes at first glance, but up close you can see the rich ingredients inside.
The complete tan outer skin seems to have not been baked, and the soft and waxy orange-yellow part is wrapped inside. There are several holes in it, which are filled with cheese, and other ingredients that cannot be seen. Cheese
During the roasting process, the sweet potatoes and other ingredients seem to penetrate into the softened sweet potatoes, making them even more delicious.
It can be seen that the orange parts were dug out first, and after adding some ingredients, they were roasted separately and then put into the outer skin. This method was indeed different from what he imagined.
"It smells really good, Your Highness. In addition to sweet potatoes and cheese, there are other unfamiliar smells, like the smell of flowers and the smell of barbecue." Wile held onto Witte's shoulders, his nose twitched, and his saliva flowed accidentally.
Come down.
Werther quickly jumped to the side and said: "Be careful with your saliva, this dress was just washed by Lina for me."
"I know, Your Highness." Wile touched his sleeve and wiped his mouth, still smiling, "Why don't you ask the shop owner what the other ingredients are?
We will do the same when we go back."
When the shop owner heard this, he immediately said: "I can't tell you that I still hope to make money with this formula."
"Well, we can't afford so much money now, so we can only wait until later." Witte spread his hands, closed his eyes again and shook his head, "Come with me to the front and have a look."
"Yes, Your Highness."
The two of them walked towards the carriage.
Witte whispered: "Night Town has just become my territory. Maybe there are people from Duke Dark here, so I can't let others guess my identity yet. Don't call me Your Highness."
"Got it, Werther." Wile easily went to the tree trunk and untied the rope.
"Hey, there's no need to call me by my name." Werther helplessly broke into a cold sweat, "And it's easy to be recognized this way. After all, many people know that the eldest prince of Notland is called Werther."
"Don't worry, there are many people with this name. Among the people I know, there are two people named Werther. Besides, it seems very affectionate when I call you this, doesn't it?"
"Well, what you said makes sense."
"Let's go quickly, Werther!"
"I know, don't pronounce my name so deliberately!"
Werther got into the carriage and Wile drove around Night Town.
I saw all the scenery of this small town along the way. It was indeed between Dawn Town and Nightstone Town. Although it was not very simple, it was not prosperous either.
There are many shops on the street, including bread workshops, cheese workshops, weaving workshops, taverns, clothing stores, etc., but most of them are ordinary in decoration, which is a little better than the shops in Daybreak Town.
Compared with the goods in Daybreak Town, the prices are similar, but some items are more exquisite and slightly more expensive.
After looking at a street, I found that the shop with the most customers was the roasted sweet potato shop, but it probably only did this for a few days a year.
"Witt, look, there is a dress in the clothing store, it looks very suitable for me!" Wile stopped the carriage slowly and stared at the clothes inside intently.
"Hmm, what kind of clothes are they?" Werther opened the curtains and looked in the direction of his finger. There was a set of purple and orange horizontal striped clothes hanging on the inner wall of the clothing store. The lower body looked like petals.
pants and a green hooded cloak.
"Huh?" Werther couldn't help but gasped, "Are you sure this suit suits you?"
"Of course, look at that hat, how beautiful it is." Wile held the reins with one hand and curled up the other gently, placing it on the front of his neck, with stars in his eyes.
Werther continued to sweat coldly and narrowed his eyes: "But servants in the castle can't dress like this, right? Moreover, these clothes don't look like the clothes they usually wear. Instead, they look like clothes worn at a masquerade party."
"Then wait until that time to wear it. If there is no chance to attend the masquerade party, I can wear it in the bedroom by myself, even as pajamas."
"That's it..." Werther twitched the corner of his mouth helplessly, "Then go ahead and buy it, I'll be waiting for you."
"But, Werther, I didn't bring any money." Wiler jumped out and looked at Werther sitting in the car with a smile, "I usually take care of your daily life. Not only do I have to help you with many things, but also
I clean your room and do some things for Uncle Tom in my spare time. I have never asked you for anything."
"Well, it's really time for me to give you some gifts. This one
Consider the clothes a gift from me." Werther understood what he meant and jumped off the carriage, "But I don't know if the money I brought is enough. If it's not enough, then..."
"Just give it on credit first."
Before Werther could say the words "Can't buy it," Wile said quickly.
"Well, if I pay on credit, my identity will be easily exposed. I've said it before, it's best not to expose your identity during this period."
"Then I'll pledge this cloak of yours. Anyway, it won't be too cold for you to sit in the carriage." Wile showed a cute smile and kept rubbing Werther's shoulders.
Werther looked at Wile's expression and felt even colder.
When he arrived at the store, he pointed to the suit and asked expressionlessly: "Excuse me, how much does that suit cost?"
The shopkeeper raised his head in surprise, looked at the two teenagers in front of him for a while, and said, "It's written under the clothes."
Werther took a closer look, and sure enough it was written in tiny characters below: The clothes were originally sold for ten silver coins, but because they couldn't be sold, they are now sold for two silver coins.
"Great, I happen to have two silver coins! No need to mortgage the cloak for this guy." Werther took out his wallet, took out the silver coins, and put them on the table, "Wrap them up for us."
"Oh, I'll go and wrap it up for you now. Guest, please wait a moment." The shopkeeper still looked stunned.
When he was sorting out the suit, he thought to himself, this suit has been there for three years and has not been sold. If I had known that someone would like this suit so much today, I would have continued to buy it for ten silver coins. Now
What a shame, woo woo~
"Guest, please take it." The shopkeeper handed the package to Witte, "If you really like this type of clothes, you can leave your name and address. If my store still carries this kind of clothes, I will find someone to come to my store."
Tell you."
"No need." Wile answered first with a smile on his face, "This is enough. I will cherish it."
He snatched the clothes from Werther's hands, hugged them happily, walked to the front of the carriage, and put them away carefully.
The two rode the carriage forward again, and when they arrived at the second street, they found that it was almost the same as before, except that there was an additional jewelry store. Different from the jewelry store in Yeshi Town, the decoration of this store looked more like a small workshop.
The jewelry displayed outside is very beautiful, but the price written next to it is very cheap, mostly less than one silver coin.
There are also many customers in this shop, almost all of whom are women. From this, it can be seen that Yemu Town is still better than Dawn Town. After all, there are such shops here, but there are almost none in Dawn Town.
"Well, Werther, would you make more money if you sold the jewelry here?" Wile said.
"I don't think the shopkeepers here will buy those expensive jewelry."
"I was wondering if I should buy her a gift." Wile looked at the jewelry there shyly, thinking about the maid at Nightstone Manor, and asked again.
"Well, I still have a little money here. I don't know if it's enough for you to buy jewelry." Werther said.
"Forget it, I'd better buy it with my own money, so that I can show my sincerity." Wile continued to drive the carriage.
Werther suddenly shouted: "Wile, stop, this place is so weird!"
"Huh? If you stopped for being weird, shouldn't you run away quickly?"
"I am now the lord here, so I have to figure it out."
Werther opened the curtains and stared at a closed workshop in front of him.