Son of the Olden Days

The dark calendar year of 719, the second week of the second month of spring Lei Yaori, warm wind.

"I hope there will be cool rain in the desert and bright flowers in the marshes."

"I hope everyone can hear a beautiful story before going to bed. Everyone can cross the sea of ​​misery and go ashore with hope. I hope every story will be happy, hope... yeah! Hate!"

Beth was standing in front of the window of the merit and coin exchange point, watching the people coming and going on the street. With his hands on his chin, his mouth was humming a brisk song, his slightly swaying Chuoyue figure was suddenly hugged from behind.

"What do you want to eat tonight?" Saul bit her earlobe and pulled it a few times.

"As long as the lord made it by himself, I like it." Beth raised her head and rubbed Thor with her cheek.

"Eat anything? Yes, anyway, I will sell you when I gain weight. Many people like fat maids." Saul laughed.

"Then I can only cry sadly." Beth stroked her hand around her waist, shaking with Thor's arms.

Recently, Beth has left the work of the material distribution point to take charge of the coin and merit exchange. I thought it would be very hard and busy, but unexpectedly it was much deserted than expected. It seems that most people in the territory have retained their merits, which is a good thing.

After warming with Bess for a while, Thor walked on the street of the territory, responding to the greetings of the people passing by.

This is what Thor does every day, through observation to determine what needs attention and improvement in the territory.

Today's street can finally be truly called a street, no longer a muddy dirt road, but a neat stone slab. However, these roads will have to be renovated and widened when the carriage in the territory is speeding.

Pushing open the door of a shop, a series of welcoming bells rang.

"Lord Lord." The old tailor who was hanging up his clothes greeted him.

"Is the life here still used to it? How's the business?" Saul waved his hand.

The old tailor looked very gentleman, his fitted dress was spotlessly clean, his eyes were awkward, and he had single-sided glasses hung on a thin chain. He is not an aboriginal in the territory, but has only recently brought his family to settle in the Freedom City.

"With the asylum of Lord Lord, life is very good, the folk customs here are also very kind, and the business is also good."

"Business will get better and better. At present, you are the first and only high-end clothing store in the territory. To seize this business opportunity, it will not be so easy to compete with more people in the future." Sol smiled , And then took out his black coat.

"Can I make this dress? It must be the same." Saul shook his black coat away, which was a bit old.

The old tailor took the coat in his hand and looked closely at the fabric and workmanship, and quickly came to a conclusion.

"It's okay, the color and style are okay, but the similar fabric may not be available. I propose to use more high-end and durable fabrics."

"Well, don't be too gorgeous. I want four. The number of pockets of the clothes should be the same. What's the price?" Sol asked.

"This... if you have four pieces, you only need to get it a week later, and it doesn't cost much," the old tailor replied.

"You're welcome, it's as much as you want." Sol smiled and stretched out his hand, spreading a large number of silver coins on the counter.

"It's too much, too much Lord Lord, or it won't be finished like this..."

"Dingling bell..." The door of the clothing store was pushed open, and two shiitake mushrooms rushed in.

"Ha, I've been staring at you for several days. If Raz hadn't been sharp-eyed, you would have almost passed you." Linda held her hand.

"You won, it sounds like I'm going to reckless, you pick it yourself." Thor waved to Linda and Raz.

"No need to pick, I want this one." Linda pointed to a dress hung on the wall. Obviously she hadn't stopped to hang around in this new store. It seemed that even the goal was clear.

"I suggest you make it to order so that the size fits your body, and help them make a set. Also, there is a temporary task, I will get your sister Beth's size quietly in a while, well done. There are rewards." Sol released the task.

Linda and Raz nodded desperately when they heard that there was a reward for the task.

"Brother Saul, can I ask for an extra hat?" Raz asked quietly.

"No problem, pick what you like." Sol paid quickly and finally escaped the surveillance of the two small mushrooms.

Pushing open the door of a new store next to him, he unexpectedly encountered another shiitake mushroom.

Entering the store, Saul was stunned subconsciously, swept his eyes back and forth a few times, and even exited the store as a whole, looking up at the book-like door emblem on the door. This is actually a library! interesting!

This is the fun of patrolling the territory, inadvertently there are always many new things that even oneself have not noticed.

Shamia was wearing a white square top cloth hat, stepping on a ladder in front of the bookcase, using a cloth duster to sweep the dust from the books, and then a suspicious figure rushed into the shop.

Their family only came to this territory a week ago to settle down. Their mother ran a flower shop, and the library was left to her by her father.

The guy who rushed in looked good dressed, and he looked good, but he didn't feel like he was a thief. He walked in and looked around, then exited like a lunatic, and then opened the door and came in again, don't break my door.

Do you want to call the patrol on the street? Shamia was still struggling, but unexpectedly this guy screamed first.

"Come on, where's the patrol team?" Sol opened the door and shouted to the street.

What is he calling for? Isn't it because you want to rob? Salmia was bluffed. No, he called the patrol team.

Soon, a patrol member ran over.

"My lord, what is your order?" the patrol member asked carefully.

"Who does this shop? Oh, I mean who brought it here. If people are there, let him come here to see me." Saul smiled and waved his hand.

Samia was shocked and covered her mouth on the ladder, and almost couldn't stand firmly. Is this the lord of this territory?

James had just completed the settlement and handover procedures of a farmer, and was suddenly summoned, which made him extremely nervous, because it is said that this time it was the sole summon of the lord. I seem to have done nothing wrong, right? It seems...no?

When the patrol team arrived at the door of the library, James realized what was going on.

This is a mother and daughter. The mother runs the flower shop and the daughter runs the library. From the perspective of interest, flowers and books, unlike those of cobblers, do not seem to bring any real benefits to the territory.

When he contacted the family, James hesitated, but in order to realize his watch dream as soon as possible, he finally bit the bullet and received high rewards in accordance with the standards of the merchant's settlement. It seems that he has happened now.

"The lord... Your lord..." Looking at the figure in front of the bookshelf, James froze, sweating on his forehead.

Sol closed the book in his hand and put it back on the shelf, stumbled along the way, how long had he not had a chance to calm down and read a book. Turning his head to look at James, Saul was a little strange.

"What are you nervous about? I asked you to tell you that you did a good job, a good job!" Saul patted him on the shoulder.

"Yes, my lord, next time I... eh? My lord, you said I did a good job?" James suddenly looked up in shock.

"Yes, the territory is under development, and I can't consider many details one by one. I never thought of things like flower shops and libraries before. You did a good job and supplemented my shortcomings."

"Like flowers, although the decorative meaning is greater than the meaning of the goods, it can make a place of suffering become more beautiful. As for books, the value of them is even greater. It is impossible to say that it is too much to change destiny. I live in a monastery. During those days I had to read books every day."

Saul felt a little emotional about the past, and suddenly a cloth bag appeared in his hand and handed it to James.

"This is a hundred silver coins. It is my personal reward. From now on, I will work hard to change my life."

"Thank you Lord Lord, but...can you not...that...clock..." James took it in his hands with trepidation and joy, but he spoke a little bit.

He originally wanted to say whether he could avoid this reward and replace it with a watch, but suddenly realized that for a watch 900 silver coins, this reward was obviously far from enough. And there was a young girl who was staring at this side, making him blush.

Saul smiled slightly and took out a clock he was using.

"I've used this for a while, but it's not too old. If you don't dislike it, let's use it. The clocks in the domain are not too magical, just to let some goblins have something to do, and the high price is just to kill. Someone outside."

"Thank you, my lord!" James bent down deeply, took the clock in his hand and stroked it lovingly, which was used by the lord.

After returning to the street, James realized that he was still carrying the hundred silver coins, **** it! Why did I forget to return the silver coins to Lord Lord? Will he leave a greedy impression? James was entangled with his own gains and losses.

library? Reading more books can change your destiny?

James secretly made up his mind to do things more attentively in the future, read more books when he had time, and keep up with Lord Lord's pace.

In the bookstore, Shamia stood on a ladder, looking at Saul suspiciously.

"Are you really a lord?"

This tone is a little shiitake mushroom that is not afraid of himself, it should be because they are about the same age, Sol summed up the reason. This is also good news, at least it shows that he is young and full of charm, and Sol immediately found his position accurately.

"Do you have an opinion?" Saul tilted his head and smiled.

"I'm Salmia."

"Oh."

"I opened this library."

"Oh."

"Then I ran here to open a shop to support your territory, are there any rewards?"

"Yes, three words."

"Which three words?" Shamia blinked.

"Think beautifully!" Saul tilted his head and smiled, then raised the book in his hand.

"I'll take this book back to read it, and I will visit you often in the future."

When Samia jumped off the ladder to chase to the door, she was almost hit in the face by the closed door panel.

"Damn fellow, you only want to be beautiful, and there are books that can't be borrowed. What about the lord? Can the lord bully the civilians without giving money? Come and blow your dog head next time!" Samia stomped Feet, vent to the silent door.

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