Chapter 310 Preparation
This winter seems to be colder than previous years. In previous years, it was 15 or 16 degrees at noon when the Chinese New Year was approaching. Today, it is only 12 or 13 degrees, followed by a longer period of sunny weather. weather.
Almost every village within a hundred miles is busy. Men are slaughtering animals, cutting meat and mixing it into puree. Peasant women are hanging stuffed sausages on racks. Children are holding branches to drive away bugs and take advantage of the opportunity. Do more when the weather is good, and earn an extra piece of clothing or a pair of shoes for your family.
From time to time, horse-drawn carriages and donkey carts came to various villages. The stewards of the chamber of commerce asked if anyone had ordered the sausages in the village. If no one had ordered the sausages yet and the quality was good, then they would sign a contract.
Garcia's disguise as a steward had just left a village. The village chief laughed unbridled after seeing her carriage go away, and the people in the village also showed bright smiles.
The cost of sausages has been reduced this year, the output has increased several times, and the price is much lower than in previous years, but this silly girl doesn't know and gives it at the price of the previous two years.
The village chief's son ran to the hut next to the grain drying field to solve the problem. When he came out, he accidentally fell and knocked down a small tree that was planted just two days ago.
After leaving the village, Garcia's carriage walked between two lemon orchards. It was the time for the orchards to rest, and the surroundings were quiet.
A carriage came oncoming. The coachman greeted them according to their own rules, and then turned the carriage to both sides.
The road between the orchards is wide enough for two cars to pass by.
There was a middle-aged man in Garcia's carriage. He looked like the most fashionable chamber of commerce steward in the city. He was wearing a "gentleman's suit," which was an improved version of the suit invented by Frederick.
The middle-aged man handed a ring to Garcia.
Garcia confirmed the ring and held it in her hand, then shook her head five times.
The secret codes matched, and the middle-aged man asked: "Have you bought the pig trotters?"
He is a professional messenger who only knows how to find specific people according to the boss's instructions. He asked questions and then took them back, without knowing the meaning of the secret words used.
Sometimes there is more than one such messenger. Afterwards, the person in the middle runs away and cannot be found, and the clue is lost.
For this reason, in order to avoid distortion of the message during transmission, the secret words are mostly simple.
Garcia replied: "No."
She didn't know what the "pig's trotters" represented, but she knew the order of the questions. Now it was like memorizing the test paper and only holding it An answer sheet for the questions.
The messenger asked again: "Is the pig's trotter a front leg or a hind leg, the left or the right?"
Garcia replied: "The hind leg, the left one."
As the questions and answers were answered, the carriage walked half a circle around the orchard, and another carriage came from the opposite direction, its bell ringing particularly loudly.
Garcia sat alone in the carriage, closing her eyes and thinking seriously.
I reported everything ready, and the news from over there was that everything was proceeding as usual.
She felt a little uneasy. After all, the target of the assassination was not a small family, but Mafia, who became a legend on Xiliji Island and spoke the truth.
Among their families, Mafia is a living legend. She took revenge alone, fell in love with the sword master, used ruthless means to regain the family property in less than ten years, and continued to expand. Stories such as Garcia's are often talked about. You can recite it backwards by yourself.
Garcia sighed. She didn’t want to be an enemy of such a person, but her hand was stretched too far. She tried to buy a title from the Kingdom of Sardinia and became a common person in the sun and night of Citrus Island. of rulers.
Power abhors a vacuum.
This island is the royal territory of the Kingdom of Sardinia, but the royal family left too many blood debts when they conquered here a hundred years ago. They have always had limited control over the island and can only collect taxes and taxes through a tax package system. Recruit mercenaries.
On the surface, the task of administrative officials is only to supervise taxation, and administrative power is divided among large and small families.
All the royal family wanted was money and an army. Giving a title to a general tax collector was not a problem. Mafia took a fancy to this. The small family is willing to comply as before, but what Mafia wants is submission, which breaks the bottom line of each family.
Garcia is not worried about retaliation afterwards. According to the tradition here, Richard Nall is just an outsider and is not qualified to participate in "family affairs". If he insists on participating, he will only offend the locals. People are disgusted, even Katie can only go home alone and cannot come back with Wesson's army, so there is nothing to be afraid of.
Besides survival, what is even more exciting is profit.
In a family, once the head of the family dies, the family is basically broken up.
When a whale falls, everything comes into being, and the same is true for families.
Garcia wandered around outside for a long time, going to several villages and pretending to buy sausages. At dusk, she returned to her residence wearing the maid clothes she had left with a few kilograms of sausages.
She called Milly in her room to change her clothes, and asked at the same time: "What did he do today?"
Milly replied: "He played cards with us and lost. I have to take off my clothes.”
“The tailor came this afternoon and his clothes can be made tomorrow.”
Garcia just nodded slightly.
After changing clothes, the old man who had watched Frederick send the female workers away on the first day came over.
Garcia asked him: "How are you prepared?"
The old man replied respectfully: "Mother, the dagger has been coated with poison."
Garcia clicked nodded.
The most important part of this operation has to be done by oneself, outsiders are just a cover to attract attention.
You have to have a complete set when it comes to acting, and outsiders have to use it well. The more you are ready to start acting, the more you have to meet his requirements.
Garcia took a deep breath. Thinking of what happened at night these days, her face and neck suddenly turned red. She subconsciously turned her head to see if the sun had set outside.
The next afternoon, Garcia attended a salon as a bodyguard and officially appeared in the circle.
Garcia is domineering in her own territory, but she is not popular outside. Those parents who are much stronger than her do not take her seriously at all.
Frederick noticed that there were quite a lot of conflicts between these people in the past. There were several exchanges of words during the conversation, but when it reached a certain level, someone would come out to smooth things over, and both sides would use the ladder to get down.
They are not giving face to the people trying to smooth things over, but they don’t dare to cause trouble here.
As if watching a play, Frederick stood quietly behind Garcia, like a real bodyguard.
Other bodyguards were also looking at him, and many of them had a trace of contempt on their faces, thinking that he was just a pretty boy.
Frederick didn't care and responded with a warm smile.
Three days later, the party hosted by Mafia began.
On the carriage, Garcia once again gave serious instructions: "Remember, when you dance with Talhofer, lead her to where I am, and I will pick you up."
Frederick said calmly: "I remember it. You must also remember that the money and the leaving ship are ready."
(End of this chapter)