Wolf King

The south section of Valentin’s lower city has not changed much compared with two years ago.

At least for the Myers family.

Mr. Myers-this honorary name only a few people will call, most people will only call him old Myers at random-own a barely passable street-side family hotel, the owner, cleaners, security guards and cooks are him, His wife does the room service, the washerwoman and the kitchen worker.

This kind of family hotel in the poorest and most chaotic area of ​​Xiacheng District basically can't make much money. Even the most stingy southern businessman will not be willing to live in his cheap hotel. After all, no one would want their vehicles in the caravan to lose a few heads the next day, or they would be stolen through a window and stole one or two clothes or even purses when they slept until midnight.

As for those northern merchants who are more willing to spend money, and the well-known adventurers, they will never come. The Nancheng area has neither a wine nor a woman that can attract them. The environment is comparable to that of Midtown. It is even more different, even with the other three districts of Xiacheng District.

To sum up, the hotel in the Mr. Myers hotel receives the most guests, and it is actually the same batch of customers as those wandering rogues on the street-to be precise, his six rooms are basically protected by groups The yayos were packaged, and when the yayos received the guests, it was when Mr. Myers was doing business.

This situation started two years ago.

The more than one hundred brothers of the Thieves Brotherhood often swayed on the street. They were first stripped and lying on the street, and they were captured by the newly appointed master of the city to repair the road; Feel eaten up and eaten up, and the women who were originally controlled by the Brotherhood are also free.

Street and cheap overnight places like Mr. Miles’ hotel are naturally popular.

Every day from noon to four in the afternoon, this is the most leisure time of the family hotel. The guests who stayed overnight yesterday had already checked out and most of the tourists were not ready to go out on the streets.

Mr. Miles moved a chair and sat at the door of his hotel. While smoking a pipe, he squinted at the crowded new house across the street.

"It's a rare thing. There can be so many new houses in Nancheng all at once. Look at the thick and good wood, a family can't get it without spending dozens of silver coins."

The old shopkeeper in the grocery store next door also moved a bench and smoked. Looking at Miles's eyes, the old shopkeeper who was uneasy was sour: "The mud legs from the countryside really hit the luck. , But I still say that, this kind of thing will definitely not grow, what good thing is to be able to be with the orcs? I can’t go back to the sea one year."

Mr. Myers smiled grumpily. He knew why his old neighbor was so resentful... When the orcs recruited the workers two years ago, the son of the old shopkeeper also wanted to sign up and was strongly suppressed by the old shopkeeper. Down, the old man who seeks stability does not want his son to take risks, and wants to see if the wharf can make money from the orcs and bring it back.

Last year, when the gang wharf returned with their money, celebrated and built a new house, the son of the old shop owner gave his father a lot of looks; it was not until the old police owner arrested them all after they were all taken away by the city police. Jiner came and accused his son of not understanding human affairs and shortsightedness.

No one expected that the wharf coolies were only released after half a winter. They were still alive and kicking, and the city police chief actually paid a sum of money for the mud legs from the country (in fact, Lamia lost Money)... This is really shocking, the whole Xiacheng district has lost its eyes.

This year, the same group returned home from abroad with joy and happily buying wood and building a house. A few days later, dozens of new houses exuded wood fragrance.

The old shopkeeper’s son looked up enviously and asked others to work for eight months a year but get a ten-month salary, as well as various bonuses and subsidies. Those who did a very good job came back with gold coins. Yes... So I came home and lay down to now, and I still refuse to talk to the old shopkeeper.

Listening to the chatter of the old shopkeeper in his ear, Mr. Miles took a slow breath, and couldn't help thinking of his wife's complaint last night...

The Mary who was lying at home waiting to die can now return dozens of silver coins in a healthy way to spend the winter. Not only did she build a new house for her family, but she also raised the poor family to obesity; not to mention the original The mother and daughter of Xelda and Maggie, controlled by the Brotherhood of Thieves, are said to have saved several gold coins in the last two years (those who do not return to winter have extra winter subsidies).

The wife who didn’t sign up at the time was extremely envious, complaining that Miles should not keep her at home as a washerwoman, and missed the opportunity to make money, which made Miles a little bit hard to say-the wife was so thin The boneless Mary and the unlucky Shelda mother and daughter had no good words, and they laughed at their failure to throw their lives outside.

"Even if I'm willing to hire a laundryman and let her go to work with Shelda's mother and daughter, what's the use? Others are still missing people... There are so many good things in the world waiting for people to divide." There was one sentence without a word, and Mr. Miles thought so.

The workers of the “MSG Factory” and “Wool Spinning Factory” can earn a basic salary of five silver coins per month. For each additional year of work, one silver coin is provided, and there are various bonuses. This kind of income is not even in the midtown area. It’s more common, not to mention the downtown area — the hardest and hardest washerwoman earns two or three silver coins a month.

Since this work place provided to the Youyings, the daily income is only dozens of copper coins, and the income that can reach one silver coin (50 copper coins) is considered to be good luck that day...and also to pay various expenses, Thirty percent of the harvest must also be paid to the municipal police chief.

While chatting, some old shop owners privately referred to as "mud legs from the country". The former dock coolies came to this side with a smile, and the destination was the old neighbor's grocery store.

The old shopkeeper quickly put on a warm smiley face and got up to say: "Isn't this Sam, what do I need to buy?"

When I was a docker, I didn’t see any great Sam. When I went to the "MSG Factory", it was said that he was appreciated by the orcs, what kind of worker representative, and vaguely became the core of the crowd. He listened to what he said; the old shopkeeper privately slaughtered himself, and apparently did not dare to ignore Sam.

Sam came with his little daughter in hand, and the dirty little ghost head was wearing a thick, clean new dress at this time. That kind of good material is not like the kind of goods that poor ghosts in the lower city can wear. The old shopkeeper Just glanced over and felt hot in my heart, half jealous, half complaining-if the son sees it, he has to tell the young grandson that he doesn't have a good dress so far.

Sam nodded at the old shopkeeper with a smile, and put his daughter on the ground: "Go pick it, baby, whatever dad buys it for you, no more than one silver coin!"

"Dad is the best!" The little girl rushed into the store with cheers, sweeping her eyes on the shelves shining brightly.

Myers, who was sitting next to the cigarette, quietly glanced at the old shopkeeper... Although his face was still smiling, his face was not very good.

"The mud legs from the countryside can give the young daughter such generous money, and it seems to stimulate the old neighbor." Myers spit out the smoke ring and thought slowly...The person in Nancheng, even if it is Those of them who are locals with street-level residences, whose children are not wearing old clothes that have been sewed, repaired and modified.

"The world has changed!" Myers sighed.

Sam and some MSG factory workers were laughing and standing at the door of the grocery store and chatting. At first glance, they found the empty family hotel in the daytime of the Myers family. Sam moved his heart and moved his foot here. He looked at it more carefully. The more spacious facade of the hotel.

"Good day, Sam." Out of courtesy, Mr. Myers greeted with a smile.

"Good day, old Myers. I'm taking the liberty to say that I didn't realize that your store is really good until now." Sam replied with a smile, naturally pulling over the bench where the old shopkeeper had just sat, sitting on Myers. Side to side, "Only you have a hotel on this road, and it is so clean and beautiful, the business is definitely very good."

Mrs. Myers likes to complain, but it is indeed very diligent. Even if the drunkard guests brought back by the nightingale vomit everywhere in the shop, they will surely be spotlessly cleaned the next morning.

"It's just barely mixing up." Mr. Miles nodded with a smile.

After a few words with each other, Myers gradually became puzzled... Sam's family has moved to Valentine for more than ten years. He has been watching Sam grow up. Has Sam been so generous and dignified before? Although it was just a polite greeting, it made him feel like Sam who was the identity of the old man he had seen.

After inquiring about the operation of the Myers hotel, Sam had an idea in his heart and smiled: "Want to discuss something with you, old Myers, if it is convenient, we want to rent the facade of your hotel, only at noon. At this time in the afternoon, before dusk, when some guests come to the door, we will pack up and leave. On the premise of not disturbing your guests, if we rent daily, we hope it is a silver coin. What do you think?"

Myers froze for a moment, thinking that he had auditory hallucinations, and could not help saying: "What are you talking about?"

"This is the case. Our employers and grassland tribes are renting facade houses around the city. It is best to have a street-like, clean and fresh store like yours." Sam explained with a smile, "Because the sales are quite cheap. People's livelihood supplies are not very profitable, and they only do business during the day. If you can only rent during the day, it is most suitable. Of course, although you can rest assured, the grassland tribes also attach great importance to cleanliness and hygiene, and will never take your home. The facade is a mess."

Myers' eyes fell unconsciously on Sam's hand... These were the hands of a standard laborer, with thick bones and thick calluses, but the nails were trimmed short, and there was indeed no mud in the nail seams.

It’s not just nails, it’s refreshing and clean everywhere else on Sam’s body—the hair is cut into short, flat heads, and there is no dandruff or greasiness in the stubble; inside is wearing a clean white cotton turtleneck pullover, outside A thick linen jacket was put on, there were no stains on the pants, and the trousers were all refreshing and refreshing, and there was no such thing as muddy ideas.

Myers was a little trance, if Sam was indeed wearing more ordinary materials, he couldn't help but wonder if it wasn't that he saw him grow up from a teenager to a younger resident of the Lower City, but regarded him as a rich family. Butler, deacon.

Settled, Mr. Myers put down his pipe and sat upright, seriously: "When is the rent for one silver coin a day?"

"Naturally, after signing the contract, you pay for the rent on the same day." Sam smiled.

Sam took the time to come back to accompany her daughter and talked about an extremely suitable facade for the Fire Department. Sam felt no need to say. Send the daughter home, take the coworkers to the person in charge of the female worker, contact each other's found facades, and avoid multiple visits to cause someone to raise the rent, the workers representatives of the factories on both sides rushed together The grassroots chief reports.

Before opening the door to do business, it is necessary to do market research and arrange retail outlets, and it is necessary to arrange in accordance with market demand. This is Xiao Yun's advice, and the grassroot patriarch is undoubtedly a very good student; the facade of the worker representatives Marked on the map, the grassroots chiefs said: "Xicheng District has more people engaged in low-end physical intensive labor, and their purchase demand tends to be cheap, convenient, and fast. Hot bone soup that can be matched with food should be prepared more. When you open the store, you can also greet the nearby food vendors to get closer to us, so that customers can buy it easily."

"Nancheng is mostly residents, and two or two heavy pork strips increase the supply."

"There are many merchants in Beicheng and Xicheng, and there are many handicraftsmen. Rabbit meat with relatively little fat is sold in these two stores as much as possible."

"Okay, let's split up now! Interested in signing up for the district store responsible for yourself!"

The elder brother Edward of the Cavaliers was recognized as a man, and immediately raised his hand: "Grassroot Patriarch, my younger brother Veen and I are in charge of the store in Nancheng, our brothers have worked as slums in the slums, and understand this kind of poverty and chaos overall Area."

The Cavaliers were originally members of the Hannah regiment. Isaac was encouraged and supported by Xiao Yun, preparing to take another path that is different from traditional adventurers. Although Hannah was not optimistic but was willing to support this little brother, she adjusted the people in the two adventurer teams- —Knights and brothers likewise have “great ideals” transferred to Isaac. The dwarf Arnold in the Isaac regiment and some people who are not suitable for too complicated careers are transferred to Hannah’s regiment.

The Cavaliers brothers responded first, and others followed, and within a few minutes they arranged the responsible personnel, sent their respective personnel to investigate the store address, signed a contract with the host family, prepared the necessary supplies, etc...

one day later.

The Myers and his wife got up early in the morning and vigorously cleaned the facade, and even washed the floor with water several times, eagerly waiting for the "Golden Lord" to come to the door.

After nine o'clock in the morning, a line came from across the street...

"It’s been a while since I started to disturb you for a while, Old Myers, Mrs. Myers." Sam headed into the store to shake hands with the owner and couple and greet the people who came with him halfway, "This is Cavalier Edward, this is Edward. 'S younger brother, Cavalier Wien, this is Ms. Snow from the Snow Wolf tribe, and this is Mr. Harris from the Snake tribe. These four are responsible for the operation of our five stores in Nancheng District. These will come when there is any trouble. deal with."

The Cavaliers sold well, and the Myers and Mrs. shouted to the master nervously and enthusiastically, when they introduced Ms. Snow (the partner of Lan Guo) of the Snow Wolf tribe...the owner and husband were a little stunned; they came to Harris and smiled. When greeting, Mrs. Myers squeezed her mouth tightly to control that there was no exclamation.

Snowflake is extremely sensitive to numbers and extremely talented in arithmetic. He has been the chief financial officer of the Fire Department for a long time (failed in literacy, partial). This time, the grassroots patriarch took the trade team to "explore" Valentine, and naturally took the Dinghaishen needle.

Anyway, Harris is also a ranger from the Minstrel Association. The chaotic area of ​​South City naturally needs him to shake the scene.

After the four heads of Nancheng greeted the Myers and his wife friendly, they left a group of people and took a large team to continue to the next one.

Sam also stayed and greeted the table and chair counter, put the meat case, and set the pot on fire.

The bone soup stewed the night before was boiled, and the two or two heavy pork strips with wide fingers were neatly placed on the scrubbed meat case, and the No. 1 store in Nancheng was officially opened.

"Five copper coins for pork, three tablespoons for broth and copper coins! You can buy two or two as long as four copper coins!"

It is not possible to cut the whole pig's meat into strips of meat for sale. The more complicated bits and pieces are chopped into meat foam, which is cheaper to sell.

When Sam stood on the street and shouted like this, the first to come was the workers and family members of the MSG factory and the woolen mill-the cafeteria where the workers eat on the grassland, Valentin, could not be eaten anymore, and then came back. In a few days, his mouth was so bland that he had waited for the butcher to open.

The workers' families came to the door in a lively way, and people who lived more on the street and had a little more money in their hands also curiously gathered around... Well, there were more onlookers, and few paid for it. Who made the Snow Werewolves stand behind the meat case of the Fire Department?

Orcs are not uncommon in Valentine, but few Orcs are as horrible as Snow Werewolves! Look at that arm, which is thicker than other people's thighs. If the words make people unhappy, wouldn't it be fatal to slap them?

The snow werewolf standing behind the meat stall saw so many people coming around but didn’t buy it. He greeted: “Would you like to buy meat? The meat strips are delicious, the meat foam is cheaper than the meat strips, and there are delicious and hot bones. soup!"

The crowd looked at each other, and many people turned their attention to the cauldron next to the meat case... The oily broth boiling in the pot and the aroma coming out were indeed very tempting. Many people just stood here for this purpose Pot soup; but I really have to go forward and buy it...really, those two werewolves look terrible!

Nan Feng, a 22-year-old cub that was the same year as Xiao Yun, couldn't help running to help the grassroots patriarch, um... Although he was the same age, he was twice as strong as Xiao Yun overall...

Nanfeng, who has been doing business for several years in the wizard port, is much more flexible than another little partner. When he saw many people staring at the soup pot, he greeted the little partner who took the spoon to exchange with him. He walked behind the soup pot and picked up the spoon. Scoop up a spoonful of soup: "Come and buy, you can buy three spoonfuls of such a big bone broth for a copper coin! Added salt and ginger, as well as star anise and fennel, full of aroma, rich meat, and drinking More than smelling incense!"

The onlookers made gurgling swallows, but still no one stepped forward, just staring at the workers of the woolen mills and MSG factories squeezing into the onlookers, or paying for meat, or taking their own pots , Big bowl of soup...

The Myers and his wife sat in the corner of the shop silently watching the orcs doing business.

The few human races in the shop are all Nancheng residents, plus the snow werewolf (grassroots chief) who signed the contract yesterday was very friendly and left a good impression on them. They adapted to Nanfeng and another for a while. After the snow werewolves were too strong, they were not so nervous at the moment.

"We haven't eaten today yet. How about buying some broth and bread with them?" Mrs. Miles swallowed and whispered to her husband.

Mr. Miles's stomach has been rumbling for a long time, and his eyes haven't drifted down to the soup pot. It's just that the people who buy things from the Snow Werewolves are those who work for them. , Lowered his voice to the wife and said, "Wait, Jennifer, wait."

Mrs. Myers was a little dissatisfied and whispered a few words, but did not force her husband... It was really Nanfeng and another snow werewolf who were terribly strong, and their appearance was not as kind as the snow wolf who came yesterday.

"Huh...I said why is it so lively...Mrs. Myers, don't you do your hotel?"

A Youying, who still had inferior cosmetics on her face, came in from the back and was taken aback by the excitement in the store and carefully moved closer to the Myers and his wife hiding in the corner.

"I still did it, just rented them to do business during the day." Mrs. Myers explained softly. "Don't just lean over and walk through the back door for a while. These Snow Werewolves are the people who killed the Brotherhood of Thieves two years ago. You Remember?"

You Ying nodded in fear, and was ready to leave through the back door.

At this moment, the female worker Winnie of the wool spinning factory squeezed into the crowd with a pot and greeted the south wind behind the soup pot: "Hi, south wind, bring me the pot soup."

"Good Winnie!" Nanfeng borrowed the pot and filled the soup briskly, "Is three spoons enough?"

"Here are three copper coins, until they are full. My guests are here, and my relatives are here." Winnie smiled. "Five pieces of meat come."

Another snow werewolf took the prepared straw rope and skewered the meat. Nanfeng also filled the soup with a pot. Winnie paid the money and said to Nanfeng: "Do you want to go back to the pier tonight, if you are convenient, you can come to my house Overnight, Nanfeng, I'll brush your hair."

"Okay, I'm coming!" Nanfeng was happy.

"Remember to come!" Winnie urged and left with the pot in hand.

You Ying, who had not yet left the back door, stared at Winnie's back in surprise, and looked at Mrs. Myers incredulously: "So, isn't that Winnie?"

"Yeah." Mrs. Myers nodded, a little sourly. "It took half a silver coin to blink without blinking. Also, she didn't know how many silver coins she needed in her beautiful dress. This little money naturally doesn't What is it... It used to be a sloshing person on the street, but now it looks like a lady from somewhere."

Myers secretly pulled the wife's waistband: "You can speak quietly."

"I was wrong. What did Winnie look like when he was begging for life under the Brotherhood? We haven't seen it before." Mrs. Myers was not convinced, and her voice was more subtle.

You Ying stared blankly ahead... she was also controlled by the Brotherhood of Thieves like Winnie and Maggie, but at that time Maggie’s mother, Shelda, could only think of taking away her daughter, and Winnie. They are more sympathetic.

"She had a really good life..." The young warrior, who was also very young, whispered with envy in her eyes, "Isn't Maggie not better than Winnie?"

Mrs. Miles rolled her eyes, approaching the roaming warrior, with a slight rush of tone: "Speaking of it, you seem to have a good relationship with Winnie?"

You Ying nodded reluctantly, and shook her head again: "In the beginning, there was indeed a deal. After being divided into different prostitutes, I saw less."

"It's always known, not like we can't talk to them." Mrs. Myers looked at them eagerly. "Last year, they were watched by the adventurers. We didn't have the opportunity to contact. Isn't there so many things now, then They should go to Winnie to chat and greet her current situation. After all, you are little sisters!"

You Ying didn't make a noise, but subconsciously grasped her skirt, which was barely covered with patches of the same color cloth. There was no thieves brotherhood, no business in the flesh and meat, and a young tour like her. Yingying can barely make a dozen silver coins every month, but... this line of food can be eaten for a few more years.

Thinking of the thrilling big change two years ago, You Ying couldn't help but regret... I knew that I should deal with Maggie more, maybe Maggie's mother Shelda could remember the name at that time.

Mr. Miles ignored the wife's abacus, and his eyes followed Sam who was standing outside to solicit guests.

After the shop specialized in the business of Youying, he sent his son to the country to study carpentry. At this time, he looked at Sam who had changed his temperament in just two years, and his mind was also revitalized.

"Why didn't you dare to let your son follow you two years ago? At that time, he was also 19 years old... Alas, it was really influenced by the old shopkeeper in the grocery store next door. When I got up, I thought what Longtan Tiger Cave was."

Mr. Myers turned his thoughts in his head and sighed softly... The Snow Werewolves did look terrible, but in fact they did nothing to other people, but instead they knocked down the Brotherhood and everyone who made life difficult for everyone Don't pay a lesser protection fee-at that time, how could you be so obsessed and feel that the Snow Werewolf is not good?

On the grassland, the female dormitory of the Ministry of Fire.

"Wrong, Maggie!" Shearda, who was remembered, slapped her daughter Maggie's hand in dissatisfaction. "You can't stack up like this, you need to stack up one by one and slowly poke the needle a little bit, like this Only a rich sense of hierarchy can be poked. You see, the river you poked is not like it at all."

The big river that was lying on the edge of the kang and flicking its tail comfortably, enjoying the combing, looked lazily: "It's good, Shelda, it looks like me already."

"No, no, Dahe, I'm too used to them, but I can't let them bring the technique up." Shelda shook her head again and again and handed the half-finished wolf felt statue pierced by her daughter to Dahe. "Look, the wolf face is used. Heart, this part of the body fools against it and destroys your gods."

"Will it?" Dahe looked left and right and still didn't think there was a problem. "It's almost there. Anyway, it's the handicrafts sold to St. Bridge in bulk. Others can't see anything wrong."

"It's just about others, this is your felt statue of Dahe, you can't carelessly." Shelda seriously.

"Yes, how can Dahe's felt like deal with it casually." The women workers around her nodded in agreement.

Dahe squinted his eyes, and enjoyed the feeling of the stars holding the moon...

The autumn figure is lighter and is lying on the kang to receive the hair. Seeing the enthusiastic attitude of the female workers around Dahe, she was so angry and funny: "Dahe felt like this is so troublesome, just do less and do more of others. Just so little manpower, don't mess around."

"It's okay for the ball, we will stay up late to start work, to ensure that we will not make a mistake." The women workers hesitated.

Qiu couldn't help crying and glared at Dahe angrily.

It was Carlisle's letter to sell the wolf hair combed from the Snow Wolf tribe. The mosquitoes in the southern countries were flooding. When Carlisle came to the grassland, he saw the mosquitoes to avoid the snow werewolf flying.

Xiao Yun read Carlisle’s letter and went to the female worker’s dormitory for two days. He was shocked to find that the tribe’s hair really had a magical mosquito-repellent effect. Thrall, who lives alone, is not as keen to help the snow werewolf as the female workers...Ya even cautiously kept a distance from the snow wolf!

It's not a wolf if you don't make money, Xiao Yun immediately overthrows the idea of ​​a mosquito repellent bag, and lets female workers learn to poke the wolf felt-good-looking, double the price!

The author has something to say: PS:

Regarding the economic development and force of the Ministry of Fire.

What Xiao Yun strives to build is the image of the grassland people who love peace, diligent creation, fair trading, and openness and openness. Naturally, they must do enough work in this area.

Of course, it is not feasible to have no force in the economy, but the economy can be high-profile, and the force must be low-key... The survival space of each race is not the modern people playing the circle of friends, and there is no reason to say that when fitness has achieved results, the photos show off.

The quiet Mimi’s expanded warrior team, quiet Mimi’s increased forging process, steel production (reinforced steel is used to build houses), quiet Mimi’s increased grain production base, and the cat clan master group under preparation are the foundations of force. ~

The self-training team is well-trained. At the same time, it absorbs human talents and creates an environment in which internal talents can easily come forward (such as Xia and Yali can also be used by the tribe), and builds its own team into high-density and high-quality steel plates. It's more emboldened when you hit a stone~!