Old-time musicians

The journey "hire fee" of 50 pounds is interesting.

This allows Tioleon to teach for about 0-15 minutes, depending on the students' talents and their own mood.

Fan Ning kept playing with the extraordinary strings in his hand, doing some numerical conversions in his mind.

However, he must admit that Luna's weekly expenses of 2 pounds and more than three-digit personal savings are already a large amount for ordinary people.

In particular, I noticed that she was just a little girl of eleven or twelve years old who was not engaged in production. I noticed that this was just extra pocket money on top of the basic necessities of life.

In the industrially developed city of Tioline, ordinary workers only receive 4-5 pounds a month when their energy is at their peak.

But it depends on how to compare.

If she is a wealthy businessman or aristocratic class, Fan Ning can think of some examples, then her annual expenses are less than one hundred pounds, which is obviously not considered favored by her elders.

Luna found that the other party had been looking at her playfully, and his expression began to look hesitant again.

She couldn't help but emphasize: "The period of 50 pounds is only until reaching Tia City, and this does not include the cost of clothing, food, housing and transportation along the way... Well, it's not that it can't be more. If you have any concerns or requests, please let me know. That’s it.”

"A sincere courtesy is in line with my worth."

Fan Ning restrained her expression, but what she said made her overjoyed.

Tiya City is also the destination for Fan Ning to investigate the old organist's medical treatment experience. It is a good way to prepare by contacting some people and objects along the caravan and collecting the information needed.

"Then, lead the way." He turned and walked away.

"Ah! That's great!" The little girl opened her silver skirt, walked and ran, and got in front of him. She opened the delicate black umbrella in her hand to block the burning of her pale cheeks from the scorching sun.

"So what's the duty of 50 pounds?" Fan Ning strode towards the town.

"Responsibility?" Luna looked back at him holding an umbrella, "Mr. Scheler, you are not a knight, a guard, a coachman or a hired man."

"No specific work schedule?"

"Of course not! You just need to follow the caravan and do some random things to gather inspiration as usual. Theoretically, during the rest of the caravan, you can move freely in the town."

"Is that so?"

"Of course! But this time you will be leaving tomorrow. I personally suggest you change your clothes, eat some food, and rest up first."

"You can share your personal thoughts and desires." Fan Ning looked at the palm trees in the distance. "The premise is that you have it and it is related to me."

The figure blocked by the black umbrella in front was a little slower.

"If possible, I would like to get some guidance. This may be a bit difficult, but a little patient communication will do."

The little girl kicked the hermit crab shell on the beach with her feet: "I imagined that I could learn singing, guitar, music theory and improvisation. I envy those who can express their feelings in advanced ways, express their emotions, and even leave traces in the world. People...even if we don't talk about these, their mysterious life experiences and wandering experiences, their knowledgeable talents and romantic love stories are all fascinating..."

"But you know, even if it is targeted teaching or dedication, whether the taught person can obtain enlightenment depends on talent, and every time they are playing, singing or studying, I can only listen from a distance, they I don’t have time to care about a ‘lost person’. After all, art is such a thing. Even those talented people I envy will often doubt that they have no talent..."

When Fan Ning heard this, he secretly sighed that the "music education system" in the southern continent was even more mysterious than that in the northern continent.

In terms of the form of education, I am afraid that in addition to demonstration and listening, it is also imitation of experience, which is all supported by the inspiration and talent of the learner. In comparison, Tioline's academic stuff is considered to be at the forefront of the times.

"What day is it now?" But he didn't say much and changed the question.

"About 5 o'clock in the afternoon on July 27, Mr. Scheele." Luna reported the date and time.

A whole week has passed?

Fan Ning realized that this was another chaotic dream reflection.

It should have been less than a few hours since I actually returned to the waking world, and I was just slightly hungry. If I had really been lying on the beach in summer for so many days, my body's hunger and lack of water would have already exceeded the limit, and besides, I didn't Maybe no one has ever discovered it.

I just don’t know what the situation is like on the northern continent.

Under the watchful eyes of a dozen employees who were sitting on the ground, Luna led Fanning through the rows of palm trees bordering the beach.

Behind the guardrail is a large square in Port Baqueriso. In a simple cargo shed made of straw and cloth, there are more than twenty caravans parked.

Many hired workers and coachmen were sitting on the ground waving straw fans and leaning on the carriage. There were straight guards standing on the horns at several places, with revolvers or short-barreled shotguns deliberately exposed at their waists.

The sun was still scorching after 5 o'clock, and the smell of charcoal ash wafting up mixed with the salty sea breeze behind. Apart from these watchers, almost everyone else who could be seen around the square was hiding in the shade of trees or under parasols to enjoy the cool air. sip.

Almost all eyes were focused on the two people under the scorching sun.

The two of them climbed onto the wooden viewing platform of a cafe and walked under the awning.

Luna put away her small umbrella and introduced the main family members in the caravan one by one.

"Father, brother, and two sisters, this is the new guest I invited, Mr. Scheler, the troubadour."

The first one to stand up was the little girl's brother.

This is a sturdy young man wearing a loose light-colored shirt. He is about the same age as he used to be. He seemed to be taking a nap at his desk.

Fan Ning smelled the smell of alcohol coming towards his face and found that he was seriously swaying.

But this man was very polite. He held Fan Ning's hand enthusiastically, said his name was "Troy", and said, "I need more care from now on." But then he added a sentence that made Fan Ning feel puzzled. words.

"Mr. Feeley, you still lost 12 cups of tequila in last night's bet and haven't cashed it yet."

Then with a plop, he fell straight onto the horizontal wooden viewing platform.

Fan Ning found a hint of embarrassment in Luna's eyes.

Had he known that "Fili" was the name of another apprentice bard in the caravan, he might have responded with embarrassment in equal measure.

Instead of being confused now.

The fat middle-aged man was not surprised, and the dozen or so men and women on other seats were also very calm. They called the two attendants to drag the drunken Trowa to another shady place and put a kiss on his nose. Put a few grains of something like spices.

"Oh, Luna, no one cares about your friendship with homeless people."

Then Chretien, the vice president of the Chamber of Commerce in Mising City, sat casually and spoke.

"It is a generous trait to offer water to a foreigner, but as you are at least a member of the Chretien family, it is necessary to understand that a bard and a tramp are not the same thing."

They all spoke Lange.

Luna immediately emphasized: "Mr. Scheler is a troubadour."

"My sister, your Janus language makes me want to step on someone." A young and beautiful girl stood up.

Her clothes are exquisite and gorgeous. Under the thin and material clothes are tight and slender thighs. A shiny revolver is attached to her waist. Her eyes under the sun visor flash and smile:

"Let me tell you quietly, it is not easy to confuse troubadours with tramps. For example, they should at least have a good musical instrument on them."