The Extraordinary Earl

It's summer now, and the autumn harvest is still some time away.

During this period, food will become scarce, because the food harvested in last autumn has almost been consumed.

But under normal circumstances, there will be no problem, because the nobles are not that stupid. They will reserve some food and wait for it to be released at this time.

In addition, there are private food stores in the city.

I am sure I can survive this summer and reach the autumn harvest safely.

Then it’s a cycle of reincarnation year after year.

But there was a problem in the Silver Wing Viscounty today.

The entire Silver Wing Viscounty consists of a main city and several towns. Silver Wing City has a population of 40,000 to 50,000, which is about the same size as Kaiyue City.

In this city, the Silver Wing family has direct-operated grain and salt stores. There are four stores in total, located in the southeast and northwest of the city.

In addition, there are many private shops that only sell grain or salt.

First, there were problems with private stores.

Barden.

An ordinary resident of Silver Wing City, his family has been in the salt and oil business for generations. He owns two shops and two clerks on a street in Silver Wing City.

There is nothing wrong with the oil at this moment, but there is something wrong with the salt.

The business model in this world is a bit magical, because small shops do not have the ability to purchase goods independently. Bulk commodities such as grain and salt will be transported by large merchants.

For example, there is a nearby grain merchant who regularly delivers a batch of grain to the Silver Wing Territory and delivers it to small merchants in the territory.

Earn a certain price difference.

The only nearby territory that can produce salt is the Earl of Windsor.

At this moment, the salt in Barden's shop has almost been sold. Under normal circumstances, the Earl of Windsor's caravan would arrive three days ago, but this time it has not arrived yet.

"Old Kuka, there is really no salt left to sell." Badeng shook his head and sent away a regular customer who came to buy salt with a little apology.

Then Barden looked back at the empty barrel.

There were only a few grains of salt left in the mountain of coarse salt that used to be piled up.

Badeng no longer planned to sell this salt grain. Even a small businessman would be a little shrewd. He felt that something was wrong. It was better to keep this salt grain at home and eat it at home.

Because he felt something was wrong, Baden also felt that something should be done. Otherwise, if there was no salt to sell, the turnover of their shop would drop by half.

He has a wife and three children, one of whom was sent to the home of an old knight with the intention of making the child a civilian knight.

If the store's business drops by half, the family's life will be tight.

Badeng was very worried. He finally stayed up until evening, quickly closed the shop, sent away the two clerks, and trotted to a house at the corner of the street.

The door was open and Barden walked in.

Entering the room on the right side of the house is the living room, which is now full of people. They are all food and salt merchants in the city.

Small cities also have small city circles. There are only a few merchants who make food and salt. Everyone gets along well with each other. They get together from time to time and sometimes help each other.

The owner of this family is called Cabuno.

Cabuno is a descendant of a noble family. Because of this status, he is familiar with the dignitaries in the city.

He vaguely became the leader of grain and salt merchants.

"Mr. Cabuno, is there something wrong with the salt well at the Earl of Windsor's side? Why hasn't the salt been delivered yet?" Barden asked Cabuno after entering the door.

"I sent people to inquire about it. There is a problem with the production of the salt well. When will production be resumed? Your Excellency the Count's officials did not give a clear statement."

Mr. Cabuno said worriedly.

"What should we do? The salt in our Silver Wing Viscounty has always been provided by the salt well of His Excellency the Earl of Windsor. If there is no salt, where can we find a supplier now?"

Badeng said anxiously.

"Not only the Silver Wing Viscounty, but also the Earl of Windsor's salt well has a problem, and several surrounding territories have no salt," said a businessman.

"Not to mention salt, there is even no food. The food in the viscounty has always been supplied by "Mr. Kino's" caravan, but the caravan did not come today. Although we have stored some food, we can't survive for a few days. "

A grain merchant sighed.

"What? There's no food left?" Baden was shocked. This was the first time he heard the news.

Mr. Cabuno, who also runs the grain and salt business, frowned, stood up from his seat, and paced: "I always feel that something is wrong about this matter. It seems that someone is targeting our Silver Wing Viscounty."

Mr. Cabuno has already sent people to investigate. Although there are problems in the territories of several big nobles around Yanba, the food problem only occurs in the Silver Wing Viscounty.

It was as if a pair of invisible hands had cut off the salt and food supply of Silver Wing Viscounty.

"No, I have to go to the city lord's mansion to inquire about the situation." Cabuno couldn't sit still after thinking about it. He asked the businessmen to stay here, and he went to the city lord's mansion with a servant.

And it wasn't just them who had problems, the Viscount's business also had big problems.

The Viscount's various businesses in the territory, including grain, salt, clothing, cloth and other family businesses, were all entrusted to the management of a man named Thor.

Thor comes from the Golden City and is a greedy man.

But Viscount Silver Wing trusted Thor very much and handed over the family business to Thor.

Thor's office is in a house in the city. In addition to Thor, there are several assistants. But Thor didn't come to work today, so one of Thor's assistants came to Thor's home.

Thor is not alone. He has a wife and children, and lives in a villa area in the city.

"Mr. Thor, Mr. Thor." Thor's assistant came to the villa and knocked on the door, calling softly. He shouted for a while, but there was no sound in the villa.

In addition, it was only evening now, but the villa was completely dark.

Thor's assistant felt something wasn't right.

At this time Thor's assistant discovered that a window in the villa was not closed tightly.

Thor is a businessman trusted by Viscount Silver Wing. If he breaks into his villa without permission, he will definitely be in trouble.

But Thor's assistant hesitated and went to the window. After opening the window, Thor's assistant climbed over the window and stepped into the villa.

Then Thor's assistant immediately collapsed.

He once came to Thor's villa, which was very luxuriously furnished. But now the villa is empty, and the expensive furniture looks as clean as if it had been licked by a dog.

"Something big must have happened." Thor's assistant turned pale, then rolled out of the villa and ran towards Viscount Silver Wing's castle.