Knight of the Light

Judging from the market, the Banshee Fortress ruled by the Phils family is indeed a rival. Compared to other cities and towns, the bazaars here are more dynamic, trade is more frequent, and residents' lives are more promising. Even if it is the bottom of the society, there is something to eat.

Strolling on the streets of the market and lingering in the shops and merchants can clearly feel the benefits of commercial activity. According to the 'siphon effect', the goods and personnel of the North are gathering towards the Banshee Fortress. Little Phils, who is in charge of the current situation, was scolded as a 'vampire' by various families.

Although in Zhou Qingfeng's view, the circulation here is not large enough, the efficiency is low, and the price of goods is particularly expensive. But in the eyes of others, it is completely different, and it has already been called prosperous.

"Mr. Dontes."

Zhou Qingfeng strolled around the street and was not satisfied with the purchase volume. Suddenly I heard someone calling him, searching with his eyes, and several people on the opposite side were greeting him the young apprentices who had met at Roma's house.

"Hello, Bobby. Ah, Schultz, Raman, you are also here. Can these guys introduce you?" Zhou Qingfeng came forward very familiarly and responded with laughter to these peers.

Several of the other people also took their servants shopping, watching what they purchased, all ordinary magic materials, mostly related to alchemy. Leading Schultz introduced each other and winked at others.

Several other young people were immediately more enthusiastic. Zhou Qingfeng felt that he was too generous in his previous shots and was seen by Kaizi. He hurriedly asked, "Don't you go to Master Roma for a lesson?"

A few young people complained immediately, 'Five gold coins in one class',' Master Roma has officially joined the Sorcerer's Wizarding League ',' I'm afraid he won't have time to teach us `` other formal wizards' courses are more expensive ' .

After listening a few words, Zhou Qingfeng confirmed that these young people are from the middle class of ‘good family, but not good enough’. Compared with Roma, who can listen to a hundred gold coins a class, they are very difficult to listen to hardware coins.

Wizards are an extremely prominent group, and they have always been scarce. For example, there are only a dozen sorcerers in Cold Wind City, so there are still eight schools. Fabro is among the first to be a "Alchemy Chief".

The Sorcerer's Wizardry is more powerful, but there are more than 30 formal wizards. In comparison, there are hundreds of guards in the city and more than 150 formal knights.

Under the formal wizard, there are a large number of ordinary people who are eager to become wizards but not available. These people are not necessarily unqualified, but are limited by their financial resources and difficult to 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 can't become a middle class from nothing. The frustrated young people at the moment provided him with another idea, talent introduction.

"It's noon, have you eaten?" Zhou Qingfeng likes to let people take advantage of himself. "I'm just hungry. Why don't you find a place to sit down and talk slowly?"

Several young people couldn't stop laughing, and one of them even murmured on the spot, making hungry bellies. They are actually more miserable than Zhou Qingfeng guessed. In order to study, many people have no money to eat.

The North is poor, but the cost of living is extremely high.

When meeting Uncle Zhou with good charity, a few young people were just like seeing a savior. They had complaints and distress in their stomachs, they were speechless, and all of them took the lead with joy in a blink of an eye and took the ‘big money’ to the best pub in the market.

When Zhou Qingfeng looked at this posture, where would he not understand? He simply asked: "Are there anyone else willing to come to dinner? I like to make friends the most. If you are introduced to me by other friends, I am most happy."

"Really?" Someone asked in surprise. "How many can you call? I have a few friends who live in a nearby hotel. They, they haven't eaten yet."

As for being so miserable?

Those who come out to study this year must not be civilians at the bottom, and they ca n’t even eat?

Zhou Qingfeng really overestimated the financial ability of these foreign apprentices. But he let out the words, naturally there was no reason to take it back, so he nodded and smiled, "I can do as much as I want."

"I'll call someone when I wait." The one who spoke turned away and ran away. He was afraid of Zhou Qingfeng's remorse, and shouted, "You'll wait a little, I'll be right back."

When Zhou Qingfeng laughed, he noticed that several people beside him also showed thoughtful expressions. He suddenly felt bad.

Sure enough, someone asked: "Sir Tangtais, can I call some 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 a good society. Aristocracy.

It's just that fortunes are bad now, and the Northland is a bit chaotic. The aristocrats who originally liked to hold salons and parties have turned their attention to other aspects. "

War is about to begin, and only people like Roma who can bring immediate benefits will be welcome. A group of ‘waste wood’ who ca n’t do anything and lose money is naturally not to be seen.

Zhou Qingfeng suddenly asked, "How many people like you?"

"Dozens are always there," someone said.

This number was immediately refuted, "More than a few dozen, I know more than this number. The total number must be hundreds, maybe more."

When you say "hundreds", some people are glaring, for fear of scaring away the "big money" paid. Zhou Qingfeng also shook his head slightly. "The words of hundreds of people are really troublesome. The pubs on this street must not be able to sit."

Hahaha, everyone can only use laughter to cover up the embarrassment. After all, this group of them is currently in a state of "no pain, no love", and they can't even eat a meal when they run around.

"No matter how much, let's wrap this pub down first. Let the owner of the pub bring the food and drink to the table. I'll invite you to a meal before talking."

Zhou Qingfeng led the team, and always talked about first. Eating now is what people want. When he said that he would pack the tavern, a few young people finally calmed down. They also expressed their willingness to call friends and friends and draw more people to eat.

In the end, only Zhou Qingfeng walked into the tavern first, took out a dozen gold coins and said that he would reserve the table.

The owner of the tavern is a mighty half-orc, and asked who would Zhou Qingfeng invite for a private dinner? It was learned that the visitors were young people who were so poor that they had no food to eat.

"Those guys can't do heavy work with a shelf, nor can they get the appreciation of the aristocracy in the city. What's the use of asking them to eat, they must have died."

Zhou Qingfeng sidled in front of the bar and grinned at the half-orc's ugly head, "If your wisdom can figure this out, you won't stay here to manage a bar.

What a rare opportunity. How can this group of people crowd up for me to choose when I change? More than a hundred intellectuals, one tenth is enough to follow me. The more I lose in this meal today, the more I earn in the future. "