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Walking to the window of the luxury carriage, Steward Bruce bent down, lowered his head and said respectfully and softly, "Miss Demi, the three-star adventurer has come, he stayed behind the caravan to protect the safety of the rear. "

After speaking, Steward Bruce carefully took out the thick leather contract and handed it over.

Whoops!

A slender white hand opened the silk curtain embellished with pearls and jade, pinched the corner of the contract, and retracted it, followed by a somewhat impatient girl's voice:

"Since that's the case, why don't you leave quickly?"

"Yes, yes, this is the way to go, this is the way to go."

Steward Bruce nodded again and again, then quickly turned around and ran to the front of the caravan. After a while, the long caravan set off with the shouts of the guys.

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"Vulgar and annoying."

boom!

The people in the luxury carriage slammed the windows shut, and immediately, the shouts of the caravan guys were cut off.

"Father is also true, he has to let me go with these vulgar low-class people."

Wearing a cumbersome and gorgeous pearl and jade dress, the girlish Demi sat puffed up on the soft chair, her pretty face with light makeup was full of complaints. Hair, this is her little gesture when she is in a bad mood.

"Lord Viscount is doing this for your safety, miss!"

There is a lot of space in the carriage, and the expensive furnishings are all available. It can be called an RV in another world, but it is not only Miss Demi, but also a blond young woman in a simple long dress. She is sitting On the soft chair opposite Demi, observe the gem in her hand.

Hearing Demi's complaint, the blond woman smiled, put down the gem, and comforted Demi with a soft voice, then stretched out her palm and said:

"Miss, please show me the contract."

"What's so good about this thing? Could it be that those inferior people will fool me?" Even so, Demi still held the corner of the thick-skinned contract and handed it over.

"Miss's safety is the most important thing, this can't be sloppy."

The blond woman's voice was very soft, and when she heard it, it gave people a great impression, and only she could comfort the annoyed Demi.

"It's safe, safe, and safe. My father can send the Knights of the Mist to **** me. Wouldn't it be safer that way?"

Demi pouted and complained in a low voice. She didn't understand why her father, who had always loved her, didn't send the entire Mist Knights to **** her, but only sent a deputy commander and a dozen elite cavalry.

The Misty Viscount is different from the Bluestone Viscount. The Misty Viscounts of the past dynasties valued their territory very much. They did not allocate much land to their knights, but formed a Misty Knights, and painted them for the bronze-level knights who joined it. A piece of cake that is difficult to achieve, only outstanding contributions can be made a knight of the Viscounty of the Mist, with land, population and surname.

As for the criteria for this outstanding contribution?

All interpretation rights belong to Viscount Mist.

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"Uncle John, are we just following behind?"

The scarred carriage followed the caravan, which made Parr a little dissatisfied. The scenery in front of him was obscured by the long caravan, and he couldn't see anything.

"We are responsible for protecting the security behind the caravan."

John leaned lazily at the door of the carriage, how could he have any intention of protecting the caravan!

"That's it!"

Parr thought for a while, got out of the carriage, climbed onto the flat roof, and looked into the distance. He was instantly attracted by the shiny carriage in the center of the convoy, and then he looked down at his carriage.

"emmm..."

There is no comparison at all, even when the carriage is still in good condition, the two are not on the same level at all.

"This caravan is really long."

Shaking his head, he stopped comparing the quality of the carriage, and Pal continued to look far into the distance. The talented bright pupil gave him an excellent vision. In addition, the weather was rarely sunny today, there were no clouds, and the light was excellent, so Pal Seeing the end of the carriage, he was bored and stood on the roof and counted the number of caravan carriages.

"One, two, three... One hundred and one."

A whole hundred fully loaded carriages and a luxury carriage.

"Uncle John, are these carriages filled with fine charcoal?" Parr asked loudly, sitting on the roof.

John leaned lazily at the door of the carriage and replied casually:

"Of course not. Fine charcoal is not easy to burn. The Viscount Mist produces a limited amount of charcoal a year. Only a small part of this caravan is fine charcoal. , there should be several carriages with travelers."

The road from the Viscounty of the Mist to Qinghe Town can be regarded as a major trade route to Luminescent City, so there are caravans from all over the Viscounty of the Mist as a transit point, and there are various things sold in the city of the Mist.

As for the carriages with travelers, it was because someone was going to Qinghe Town or Lui City, but it was not safe to walk alone, and there was not enough money to hire adventurers, so they paid some fare to follow the caravan. This is also the mainland. The most common way of travel for ordinary travelers.

…

Half a day passed like this, and because it was still in the Viscounty of the Mist, there was no accident.

In the evening, the caravan stopped in a large open space on the side of the road. The reason was that the load was so heavy that it was impossible for the packhorses to travel overnight.

So every evening, the caravan would stop to find a place to rest.

There are many places for caravans to rest on the business road leading to Qinghe Town from the Misty Viscount. They are all cleaned up by the coming and going caravans during the rest. Over the years, every resting place has become There is a large clearing where only weeds grow.

Tonight, the misty caravan found such a large open space.

Because it is the most frequent time for caravans on this commercial road recently, there are not only fog caravans, but also other caravans to rest here. One of the caravans, like the foggy chamber of commerce, goes to Qinghe Town and Luminescence City. A caravan is a caravan returning from Qinghe Town.

This is very lively. After the Misty Chamber of Commerce is stationed in the open space and the night watchmen are arranged, the people in the caravan who have nothing to do will walk out of the station and trade in the open space between the three caravan stations. .

"Uncle John, what are they doing?"

Parr, who was seeing such a scene for the first time, couldn't help but ask.

"It's just some private transactions."

John responded casually, then jumped out of the carriage, squinted and glanced around, the corners of his mouth raised, and walked to the open space between the three teams, where there were already quite a few stalls set up.

"Wait for me."

Pal chased after him. He also wanted to look at the stalls in this other world to see if he could find a leak like the protagonist in the novel in his previous life.

"Go, go, don't follow me."

However, today's John didn't want Parr to follow him, so he also gave Parr two gold coins to play by himself, telling him to come back later if he could.

"Mysterious."

Pal scratched his head while grasping the two gold coins, and watched John walk towards the open space, but turned and walked towards a carriage with red lanterns in the middle.

…

"Let's see if we can find a leak."

Parr excitedly ran to the place where the stall was set up. At this moment, looking at the environment where people came and went, he actually had a feeling of visiting a temple fair. I really miss it!

"…"

Although the place where the stalls are set up is very quiet, the stall owners will not shout loudly, and will only introduce their goods in a low voice when guests come.

As Parr walked along the way, his short stature gave him a little advantage, at least he could move through the crowd smoothly. As he walked, he looked at the goods on the stall over and over again.

It can be regarded as an eye-opener. There are beautiful handicrafts, jewelry and so on, and all kinds of food, but most of them are dry goods, fresh ones are not easy to store, and there are all kinds of spices, but there are not many.

After seeing the spices, Par stopped and asked the stall owner for a long time, annoyed the stall owner if he wanted it.

"I said boy, are you going to buy it or not?"

"Buy it! Give me a copy of the ones I asked just now."

"Yo! I can't tell, your kid is quite rich."

The spice stall owner gave Parr a surprised look, then stretched out his palm and said:

"I don't want to cheat on you, kid. The spices you want add up to one silver coin and seven copper coins. I'll give you a fraction, and one silver coin will do."

"Is it so expensive? Can it be cheaper?"

Pal still wanted to bargain, but the stall owner waved his hand impatiently and said, "I have all shipped from the central part of the kingdom. If I sell it in Qinghe Town, the price will at least double, and you're still too expensive. Hurry up if you don't buy it, don't stop me from doing business."

"…"

Pal continued to bargain, but the stall owner just wouldn't let go.

"Okay! I'll give you the money."

In the end, Parr still paid the money, and the stall owner didn't talk nonsense. He quickly packed the spice in a small bag and handed it to him.

Par took the spice with his left hand, and then put it in his pocket. In fact, he put it in the space in his palm. UU reading www.uukanshu.com Carrying things on his body will increase the load. Putting it in the space in the palm is different, a little bit. There is no weight, so you are not afraid of losing it.

"With these, Spicy Tutu must be more delicious." After recalling the taste of his previous life, Par wiped his saliva and continued to visit the stall.

Travel is boring, only food can cure bad mood.

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While wandering around, Pal found that a booth was crowded with people, including caravan guys, travelers and adventurers. Unlike the quietness of other booths, cheers or wailing erupted from time to time.

"What is this selling?"

Out of curiosity, Parr walked over. With his own advantages, he saw the needle and squeezed to the front, took a closer look, and grinned.

"Is this the gambling stone of another world?"

This is a booth that sells stones. The stones sold are not big, the largest is the size of a human head, and the smallest is only the size of a fingernail.

All kinds of stones were placed on a sackcloth and divided into two piles. One pile was shiny and uncut and polished gems, and the other pile was gray and looked like ordinary pebbles.

Most of the people surrounding the booth were paying attention to the second pile of stones. Pal listened to the conversations of the people around him. He knew in his heart that the second pile of stones were the rough stones dug out of the gem mine. There may be gems in them, and they were very cheap. , the largest one is fifty copper coins.

People gathered around here just to be lively and curious. Some people couldn't help but be curious to pay money to open the stone. They cheered loudly when they drove to the gemstone, because they made money, and cried loudly because they didn't open anything because they lost a few meals.

But the overall atmosphere is still good. After all, these stones are not precious rough gems.

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