Chapter 603 They are angels
“Sir, the road is this way.”
Smiling young people stopped Zobel, Zickel and Krom , with a pleasing smile on his face.
The local businessmen finally waited until the Wesson Army men walked out of the military camp.
If you dare to do business with the army, you must first not be afraid of death. None of the military men have a good temper, and being killed is a common occurrence.
Therefore, there are several military merchants leading the way near the military camp. Local merchants are responsible for supplying goods, and the military merchants make bold money.
It’s just that Wesson’s army didn’t seem interested in drinking and having fun, and many of them went directly to La Cobriga.
The locals in the city were all panicked.
When Zobel and others entered the city, they saw almost no people on the street and said strangely: "Are you observing fast in the city today? Why are there so few people?"
Zikr He also said: "That's right, some stores are closed."
Crom was a Black Forest mercenary before joining Wesson's army and knew more than these two young men.
He shook his head and said: "People here are afraid of us robbing."
Zikr suddenly realized.
Zobel scratched his head and said: "Why should we rob them?"
Chrom said with emotion: "You don't know, since ancient times, soldiers and bandits have been indistinguishable. Home.”
"When I was a mercenary when I was young, I basically robbed wherever I went, and there was a rule of leaving half of the food in the employer's territory."
"Not to mention women, Sometimes little boys can’t escape.”
Zikr also said: “Yes, every family in our village used to have a cave to hide food, and there was also a cave to hide women.”< br>
Zobel was still young when he left his hometown due to floods more than ten years ago. He only remembered that his family had to guard against a certain big thief who was now a member of the House of Representatives. He was not very familiar with these things.
Finally there was a shop open on the street, selling ceramic products. The owner was sleeping on the counter, still smelling of alcohol.
Obviously, he drank too much last night and fell asleep when he opened the door in the morning. He didn't get the news that the army had entered the city, so he didn't close the door.
The store sells bottles and jars with patterns such as bulls, sea fish and dancing girls, which are quite unique to the three customers.
It is natural to go out and buy some specialties and return home. Crom often mentioned the tapestries and vases he bought in Constantbul. Such specialties are not only the goods themselves, but also the testimony of the buyer's history.
“Bang, bang, bang!”
Chrom patted the counter, and the boss woke up in a daze.
He pointed to a pottery vase and asked the boss in half-baked local dialect: "That one, how much does it cost?"
The boss rubbed his eyes and said: "Every item on the shelf behind me is 5 copper bulls. , there are 10 copper bulls on the opposite shelf, and 15 copper bulls on the inner shelf.”
The copper plates here have a bull head pattern printed on them, so they are all called copper bulls.
Not many people can calculate money clearly nowadays, so it is best to calculate it in multiples of five.
After asking about the price, the three of them started to choose. They chose many for themselves and as gifts for relatives and friends.
There was no reason for the ships that brought them to return empty and at a loss. They were all loaded at nearby ports. Among them, the Wesson Principality's own ships had to load some mail.
The biggest achievement along the way is the establishment of a mature route based on the military mail system.
Lilu has negotiated terms with the maritime overlords in the inner sea. The Dawn Chamber of Commerce will only take this route, mainly to transport the logistics of the Wesen Army, and will not extend its hands to other places.
When they finished picking, they found that the boss was sitting there and fell asleep again.
Chrom shook his head, slapped him awake again, counted the money and settled the bill.
When the three of them left with large and small bags, Zobel kept complaining: "The people here are so stingy. They actually charge extra for plastic bags." Crom shook his head and said, "You can't say that. These plastic bags come from Wei." The shipping fee from the Sen Principality is not cheap.”
“Hey, that stall in front is good.”
The roadside stall in front of them sells ceramic crafts. There were people and animals, and the stall had just started to be set up, and the boss was wondering why there was no one on the street today.
The three of them walked to the stall. The boss’s feet were so frightened that he lost strength and fell to the ground.
Crom continued to ask the price in half-baked words, and the boss shook his fingers when he stretched out his hands.
They didn't say much. Even Zobel, who is the best at learning foreign languages, can't say anything comforting yet, so he can only say as little as possible and make fewer mistakes.
The three of them picked some more things, paid them and left.
People watched their shopping. Not long after they left, people immediately gathered around and asked the boss endless questions.
The same thing happened in different places in the city at the same time. The merchants found that the soldiers of Weisen Army were polite and courteous, and paid them truthfully when buying things, and they began to become bolder.
It didn't take much time for Zopel and others to walk around and arrived near the pier. They found a restaurant frequented by businessmen for lunch. There were several fish painted on the restaurant's sign.
They chatted with the restaurant owner for a while, but they couldn't understand the names of the local dishes, so Crom took out a local silver coin and stuffed it into the boss's hand.
“That’s all!”
“So much food!”
“Any more and there will be none!”
Zobel said with a smile: "In Grandma Casper's restaurant, we often meet foreigners who don't understand the language. Many people simply order from the top to the bottom of the menu."
Krom said : "I heard that the restaurant is very famous and expensive. I hope I can raise enough money to take my family there when I go back."
Zobel said: "You can give me a discount by telling me your name. ”
While several people were chatting, the boss started to serve the food.
They waited for the dishes to be served before starting to eat, but as a result, there were more and more dishes.
There are sea shrimps stir-fried with olive oil and minced garlic, poached octopus tentacles sprinkled with spices, grilled squid rings, vinegar-pickled fish, fried pancakes mixed with chickpea flour and dried shrimps, charcoal-grilled crab legs, and wine-soaked clams. Categories, fish sausages, paella, etc., there are more than a dozen kinds.
Zikkel twitched the corners of his mouth and said: "We can't seem to finish eating."
Zobel said with a wry smile: "This is the seaside, so seafood is very cheap."
Chrom was scratching his head a little, because the seafood in the Principality of Wesson is very expensive, so as the squad leader, he planned to treat the two soldiers to a good meal. Now it seems that it is too good.
He said to Zobel: "Go to the street to see if there are any acquaintances, and invite them to eat together."
That’s all it can do, otherwise it will be wasted if you can’t finish it.
Fortunately, it was lunch time, and Zobel completed the task brilliantly.
There happened to be a group of female air force soldiers passing by, and when Zobel invited them, he was regarded as having evil intentions.
So Zobel betrayed the monitor, saying that he ordered too many dishes and couldn't finish them.
At the same time, shops in the city began to open their doors after being frightened, and there were more and more people on the street.
That night, a group of local bosses gathered in the bar and talked about today's events.
“They are not devils, they are clearly angels!” A boss couldn’t help but exclaimed, “They are all talented people, they speak nicely, they give enough money, they don’t steal anything, I really like working with them. Doing business”
(End of this chapter)