Noble Emblem

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The sun is shining, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant.

Almost back home, Sarao felt that everything around her was so comfortable and pleasant. Everything at home is better than what's outside, whether it's flowers, plants, insects, birds, or even the cow dung in the rice fields on the roadside, the smell is much better than in other places.

As the daughter of a traveling merchant, Sarao followed her father around since she was a child. Although she is only seventeen years old now, she has already visited at least eight countries.

She has been a member of the caravan since she was eight years old, responsible for accounting and logistics management. Now nine years have passed. Her reputation in the caravan is as high as that of her father, and she is the real second-in-command in the caravan.

Every time a layman does business, the caravan will travel for about a year, then return to his hometown, rest for two months, and set off again.

ah! My hometown, Tonggu City, I will be back soon. Mom and brother, you must be okay.

Sarao sat on top of the goods, greedily looking at the scenery on both sides of the road. Every wanderer who has been away from home for a long time can smell the smell of hometown on the way home. They can rely on this smell to know how far they are from home.

The name of this caravan is ‘Solo’s Blue Star Flower’, yes, it is named after Sarao. This is the owner of the caravan, Sarao's father. When his daughter was born, he happily changed the original ordinary caravan name to the current one, which sounds quite artistic.

Opposite Sarao, there was a young man sitting. He threw four apples and performed his acrobatics, which made Sarao chuckle.

Sarau is a pretty cute woman, not very pretty, but lively and naughty. In the caravan, it is very popular among young men. Many people often learned a lot of tricks to make her happy, but even so, Shaluo never said who she liked, and she always loved herself. Although she loved to laugh, she never showed any affection towards any man. Any ambiguity.

Seeing her admirers across from her performing acrobatics, Sarao's heart flew back home. She didn't know if her younger brother was still so naughty, or if her mother had become fat again... Sarao always felt very anxious when she thought about things at home. happy.

Just when she was happiest, the entire caravan stopped.

There are more than 20 donkeys in this caravan. When they move forward in a straight line on the road, the distance between the front and the end of the caravan is a bit far, so generally speaking, the people at the end of the caravan will not know what is happening in front of them. matter.

And during the journey, anything that can make the caravan stop is mostly a good thing.

Almost everyone picked up weapons. They looked ahead seriously. Because they were a little far away, they could vaguely see that the donkey cart in front seemed to be blocked by something.

Sara put her right hand into her clothes and grasped the dagger tightly. Then she jumped out of the truck and trotted towards the front of the caravan.

As she got closer to the front of the team, Sarao felt that the atmosphere in front was not serious. She walked a few more steps and discovered that although the caravan was blocked, it was not because of robbers. But someone is negotiating with his father.

Just on the road in front of the caravan, there is a stone house. On the stone wall of the house, the words "Toll Station" are written in Holevan.

And from the stone house, there was a magical light path blocking the road. Sara came closer and heard that in the stone house, a man wearing white background and gold trim, who looked like a priest, was talking to his father: "The road was repaired by our temple, so we naturally have the right to charge road maintenance fees. Ordinary We don’t charge for pedestrians, but we have to charge for horse-drawn carriages and donkey carts carrying goods. After all, the things you carry in your cart are very heavy and will cause some damage to the road surface. We are responsible for maintenance, which also requires money."

"Then can we not pay the fee? After all, it is not easy for us to make some money." The owner of the caravan, Sarao's father, bargained and asked: "How about we pay less."

"If you want to go on the road, you have to pay, two copper coins for a horse." The priest in the stone house said impatiently: "It's okay if you don't pay. It turns out that the road is right next to it. You can go from there." Walk over there.”

Sara looked along the pastor's hand and found that there was indeed a road on the left. She vaguely remembered that when they left a year ago, they did come out of this side road. At that time, many people used this road, but now, the grass on this road has grown almost as tall as a human being. There is only a khaki path in the middle, which can only be passed by individuals, and it is impossible for donkey carts to pass.

Then Sarao saw her father hand over the money with heartache.

Their caravan consisted of twenty-four donkey carts, which meant that my father paid forty-eight copper coins. It's not a lot of money, but being close to your hometown and being slapped like this would make anyone feel a little unhappy.

Sara was relieved when she saw that it was not a robbery by robbers. She jumped onto the donkey cart closest to her and sat down.

The priest in the stone house made a strange gesture, and the blue magic light pillar blocking the road disappeared, and the caravan continued on its way.

After the donkey cart that Sara was sitting in drove past the stone house, she suddenly discovered that in front of her was a gray stone avenue. From her personal perspective, this flat stone avenue could be driven for at least ten years side by side. A donkey cart!

Everyone in the caravan looked at this road and collectively lost their voice. After a long while, Sarao sighed: "What a big deal, no wonder every donkey cart has to be charged. If it were me, I would have to at least triple the price. City Lord Glinton, when did you do this?" Got money."

From a businessman's point of view, building such an exaggerated road definitely costs a lot of money. It would be impossible to recover the cost of this road just by charging two copper coins per carriage, at least not within fifty years.

The donkey cart drove on the flat stone road. The previous swaying feeling was gone, and the speed was much faster.

Soon the caravan arrived at the Tonggu City Gate, where there was an endless stream of people.

While the caravan was waiting to enter the city for inspection, Sarao always felt that the people coming in and out of the city gate seemed a little different from what he had remembered before. But she couldn't tell what the difference was. After a while, several city guards responsible for checking the safety of the goods checked the donkey cart and then let it go without expression.

After entering the city gate, Sarau and the caravan were once again surprised, because the roads in the entire city had been repaired. The black and white gridded stone streets gave people a beautiful look. The most important thing is that Sarao can hardly see any garbage on the streets. The whole city is surprisingly clean.

clean?

Sara clapped her hands suddenly. She finally knew why she felt something was wrong... Almost everyone in Tonggu City was very clean, even if they were wearing shabby clothes, they were well washed.

What happened in Tonggu City this year?

In the past, in Tonggu City, except for the wealthy areas, traces of defecation and defecation could be seen everywhere, but now, they are replaced by beautiful stone avenues, and many places have been repaired. She remembered that there was a slum on the right side of the city gate. As long as she passed there, she could see many small mud houses, and the disgusting smell of feces and urine rushed out.

But when she passed there just now, she only saw clean stone paths and neat and beautiful white stone houses.

Even the slums have changed. What has happened in Tonggu City in the past year, and what have they missed?

The caravan entered the trade market in the city center, and soon acquaintances came over and cleared away their goods. There were only three carts of flint left, no one wanted them.

In the past, flint was easy to sell, so why is it that no one wants it now? When Sara asked about it, it turned out that not long ago, the city lord Glinton discovered a valley rich in flint more than 30 kilometers away from the city. Therefore, the price of flint in Tonggu City has been greatly reduced, and the caravan's three carts of flint cannot be sold.

Although there are some regrets, Sarao is not difficult to love. This is how business is done, there are profits and losses. This time they have been doing business for more than a year and have made a lot of money. The loss of three cars of flint is nothing to them.

After leaving the donkey cart with an old customer and paying the wages to the caravan employees, Sarao and her father returned home eager to return.

Although Sarao and her father have made a lot of money over the years, they still have no prominent status, so they can only live in a civilian area.

After returning home, Sarao first expressed her longing for each other with her ecstatic mother. After a long time, she gave way to her father and allowed him to hide aside to be intimate with her mother.

Then she searched the whole house but didn't see her brother, thinking he went out to play again. I muttered dissatisfiedly, and then I saw that my brother's room was quite messy, so I started to help him clean it.

After she finished tidying up the room, it was already dark. When she left the room, she happened to see her brother coming back from outside.

The younger brother seemed very happy to see his sister. If it were in the past, he would definitely rush over, pick up her and spin her around hard, but this time he seemed very steady. He just smiled happily and said: "Sister, you are back!"

In this regard, Sarao was a little disappointed, thinking that her brother had grown up and understood the difference between men and women.

Then she saw her brother holding a book in his hand, and she was extremely curious: "Harris, you actually read a book? Did your mother hire a writing teacher for you?"

Harris raised the book in his hand and said proudly: "Sister, I am now a junior student at Waking College. Let alone words, I am already a professional now."

Sarao chuckled: "A naughty monkey like you? A professional? You have to find someone more reliable to talk big."

Harris stretched out his right hand unhurriedly. After a while, an orange fireball flipped in his hand, exuding the light of moxibustion heat.