Starting Today, I’ll Work as a City Lord

He has already begun to be interested in the Han Dynasty, but the thought that the round-trip waterway will take more than four months makes him a little daunted.

Leaving aside the dangers of the sea route, the time alone is inappropriate. After leaving, what should the family do? It would be very immature to do so.

It seems that we must first find out what kind of place this Han Dynasty is.

"Let's make plans after May Day." Lannister said to himself slightly. After he left the bank, he walked towards the big market, followed by many knights and attendants. He wanted to see if he could find some goods related to the Han Dynasty from the big market.

Although the last sale was in summer, half a year has passed since now, but I still want to try my luck. It is inevitable that some merchants will resell the goods they bought before. "Tap Tat Tat...

It took Elf Earl more than ten minutes to arrive at the big market. Because of the winter, the big market looked particularly sluggish, and not many stores were open.

-Hey, the city of Leah in winter looks really special... Lannister shrugged.

"My lord, there aren't many stores open here. Do you want to go back to the house? It's cold outside." Dill asked concerned.

He was one of the knights sent out with the Elf Earl, and he was also the personal guard of the Elf Earl.

Lannister shook his head slightly, and said, "Since everyone is here, let's take a look."

"Yes, my lord." Dill nodded.

Uncle Elf tightened his cloak and stepped into the big market. The muddy ground and the smell made him frowned unconsciously. Dill directly covered his nose, and said with an ugly face, "My lord, why is the smell here still so difficult to ask?

"Well, let's go if you don't get anything out of shopping for a while." Lannister didn't want to stay here any longer.

Although the smell is very familiar and I have smelled it since I was a child, it still makes people feel nauseous.

"Yes, my lord." Dill followed behind respectfully.

The Elf Earl looked around and found that only a few shops were selling some food, and the rest of the shops were closed.

A few minutes later, he wandered to a small stall and found that there were things on it that he had never seen before, so he stopped and looked at the things in front of the stall with his green eyes.

The master of the status looked up at the Elf Earl, saw ten nobles, and greeted them with a smile, "My lord, would you like to buy some, these are from the Han Dynasty."

"Things from the Han Dynasty?" Lannister raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Yes, my lord, the things from the Han Dynasty are very good, you will definitely not go wrong if you buy them." The stall owner said repeatedly.

Lannister cleared his throat and questioned, - have you been to the Han Dynasty?

"My lord, I haven't been there." The master of the realm shook his head and said.

"Since you haven't been there, how do you know that you bought something from the Han Dynasty?

This unwarranted swearing can sometimes kill you. " Lannister said coldly.

This is a large part of the reason why he doesn't like merchants. It makes people feel very uncomfortable to open and shut his mouth that what he sells is the best.

"My lord, although I have never been to the Han Dynasty, these goods were brought by the merchants over there for sale. Anyone who knows about them will definitely like these goods. I never lie." The owner of the mirror faced The Elf Earl's question was calm, as if what he said was true. Lannister was a little surprised by the other party's confidence, and said lightly, "Okay, let me see if your goods are really what you said. so good."

The main reason is that he remembered the words of the staff of the bank, and now he just met someone who sold Han Dynasty goods, so he could understand-two

"no problem.

The stall owner nodded with a smile, holding a small glass bottle, and introduced, "My lord, please take a look at this perfume first, Larson doesn't have such a thing."

"I've heard of that."

Lannister took the perfume, and after pushing the cork away, a scent rushed over his face. He woke up and said in surprise, "This smell. It smells so good!

That’s right, my lord, this perfume is one of the best in the Han Dynasty. I have no money at home, so I have to sell it, otherwise I would be reluctant to sell it.

The stall owner seemed aggrieved.

Lannister regained his senses, fearing that the smell of the perfume would dissipate, he hurriedly replaced the cork and asked, "How do you use the water?

Master Jing took the perfume, pushed aside the cork, and said, "My lord, give me your perfume."

.."

The Elf Earl looked suspicious, but he still stretched out his hand. The booth owner turned the Elf Earl's hand to the palm side, and poured a little perfume on the other's wrist.

The stall owner plugged the cork, touched his wrists, tapped behind his ears, and explained, "My lord, if you do as I do, the fragrance will last for a long time, and your body will also be fragrant 2.8..

Although Lannister felt that the other party's behavior was very strange, he still followed suit. It was obvious that the smell would not be so strong. On the contrary, the smell was light and pleasant.

He looked at the bottle of perfume in surprise and asked, "I bought this perfume, how much is it?"

The stall owner smiled and said, "My lord, I need five gold coins."

Lannister was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect what the staff said was true, but the taste was a little bit high. But thinking that there are no merchants from the Han Dynasty, he nodded and agreed.

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Chapter 1603: Wizard. (1 more for customization)

A faint ray of sunlight was projected from the clouds. It was a cloudy day in Marche City today, and the sky was full of dark clouds.

This kind of weather makes people a little breathless, and there are still no people on the street.

Those who come and go are those who are forced by life and do not have enough food before winter. They are just looking for temporary jobs when they come out at this time.

Since there is no snow in the Torola Orc Empire, some people still come out to look for work during the day, and there will be buckwheat porridge to drink every day after cooking, which is also a way of life for those who have no food at home.

There are still people laying roads on the avenue in Marche City. To be precise, it should be renovation. This work has been going on since autumn, and there is no progress at all.

The avenue is still muddy, with miscellaneous gravel, domestic garbage, etc., and what's more disgusting is that there is defecation everywhere.

"What a waste of effort." Peterson wondered.

He is an aborigine of Ma Ge City, a monkey clan orc, and he is over fifty years old. His graying reddish-brown hair speaks for itself. His body looks very thin, and he has been half hunched over.

He is a well-known wizard in Marshall City, he can show all kinds of strange phenomena, many people will find the monkey family to manage people when they are sick or not going well.

Let him help drive away good luck, and pray for good health and smooth things by the way.

Petersen blinked his brown braids, Qing muttered to himself, "Without suitable materials, no matter how much you renovate, it's just a waste of time and money...

He shook his head lightly and left, but he didn't have much thought to see people refurbish the avenue, and he had to rush back to the store. step on the road....

Half an hour later, he returned to the entrance of the store in the central city area, where he worked every day, and where he received prayers from others every day. The store is not very big, it was left to him by his grandfather before, and their family has been engaged in the profession of wizards for generations.

The furnishings in the store are also very simple, nothing is hung on the walls, but paintings are messed up, there are all kinds of graffiti, a set of tables and chairs in the middle, a wooden shelf by the wall, and many small boxes on it.

There are also strange plants, stones, and some bottles and jars piled up in the corners. There are many ropes across the ceiling, and pieces of long cloth are hung on the ropes. Look at the mess.

Item squeak!

He unlocked the complicated lock, opened the door and walked into the dark storefront, lit the candles on the table, and the faint candles made the atmosphere of the whole scene very strange.