Facing the curious and cautious gazes, Keir stared back with his eyes wide open. Those people, regardless of their age, were like frightened birds, and hurriedly lowered their heads.
With a snort, Keel carefully fastened the rein in his hand to the wooden post at the door of the shop.
The wooden post on which the horses were parked looked seldom used, dusty and dirty.
Xueyasite also put down the saddle of the young girl who was riding the same horse, and whispered something to the other party. The girl nodded, turned around and walked quickly into the bean shop.
"Keir, let's part now. It's still early in the morning. I'll go to the tavern where the guards often go, and at night, I'll go to the tavern where people from all walks of life go. Then I may not come back tonight, haha , please don’t worry about me, I’ve been to this place before, and it’s actually very friendly to foreigners.”
"As long as you have money in your pocket!" Finally, he said a witty remark, and Xueyaster, who was in his thirties, waved his hand like a few years younger, urging the horse to go to another street.
Keel shrugged. He just didn't like this place. He felt that the people here were too divided, and they were not as affectionate and concealed as other places.
The people who live here are very different.
There are debtors with negative net worth, poor people living in places like birdcages and honeycombs, and ordinary people who are addicted to gambling at first glance, or ordinary people with one or two dirty money.
These miserable people accounted for at least half of the town's population.
In addition, people who rely on various shops for their livelihoods, as well as people from chambers of commerce, account for the other half. However, they worked hard to provide various services and labors for the very few 'big shots'.
Although Keir didn't care about it, he didn't like it.
A thug who didn't look very strong walked out of a shop selling beans. This person probably had a bit of power in the eyes of others. He might have even killed people before. He was a bandit who didn't want to rob to survive, but At this time, the thug came over cautiously, stood next to the blood licking grass, bent down and whispered to Kiel who was looking over, "My lord, I will guard the horses for you."
Keir nodded, stopped talking, and walked into the shop.
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'Surplus Bean Pods', a store that specializes in selling all kinds of beans and grains, has a door that is similar to other nearby stores, or in other words, similar to most of the stores in Dorne Town.
There is a thick wooden door at the entrance of the shop, which is now open for people to enter and exit. At the same time, the gate is not too big, and the mud brick and wood form the same thick wall, which looks very solid at first glance.
There is no window at the main entrance of the store, but there is a double-layered roof for ventilation and lighting on the top of the house. The wooden window between the two roofs is controlled by a rope, and can be opened by pulling it to ensure ventilation and lighting during the day.
At night, the wooden window can be closed by pulling the rope again, so as to prevent the shop from being stolen from the top.
Except for the thug who just walked out of the shop to help him watch the horse, as soon as Kiel entered the store, apart from a few customers who were still picking beans and grains, there were more shop assistants and thugs with their arms folded.
And behind the original wooden counter, the owner of the store disappeared, and Ms. Feneya, who had just entered not long ago, was not here either.
Following the eyes of some people, a wooden door leading to other rooms behind the shop was watched nervously by those people.
Obviously, the guys and thugs in the shop were not in the mood to work anymore, and they were all caught by a certain action of Ms. Feneya who came in one step earlier? To attract all minds.
Then they noticed Kiel who was wearing thick full-cover metal armor one by one. Kiel didn't wear a helmet, so his young face was exposed outside. Everyone dared not act rashly.
Not even one came up to ask Keel what he was doing.
It's just too substandard.
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Keir didn't care either, he walked around in the shop made of wooden boards, like other customers who came in to buy beans, carefully distinguishing all kinds of beans.
In the rectangular shop, the middle of the shop is filled with buckets of beans of all kinds.
Green, red, brown, black, white, blue. Among them, Keel could barely make out the white and yellowish chickpeas, and the green **** of fresh green peas.
Most of the others were sun-dried beans, and Keel hadn't seen much of them.
Randomly picked up a grain, looked at it on the finger, crushed it, Keel was very bored.
Seeing Kiel crushing the beans like this secretly, the thugs and guys around trembled, but no one dared to say anything. And several other customers in the store were also noticing that Kiel, a soldier who shouldn't appear in an ordinary grain store, was also startled, clutching their purses tightly, and quickly ran from the store door up.
Keir just stared at each other with other people in the store.
Whoever is stared at by him will quickly stiffen his hands and feet, and shrink back to the wall of the shop. It seems that only the seemingly solid walls of the shop can make them feel safe.
There were obviously eight people in the shop, excluding Keel, but the atmosphere seemed to be that Keel surrounded the eight of them by himself.
Fortunately, this suffocating and awkward atmosphere soon ended.
The door of the store leading to the resting room at the back was opened, and Ms. Feneya came out with her only remaining girl and another tall, thin middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man had a neat slender beard and looked like a shrewd man. As soon as he went out, he noticed an extra armored soldier in the shop.
While he was sizing up Kiel, Ms. Feneya walked up to Kiel and waved her hands to summon the shop assistants and the thugs in charge of security: "Come here, come here, I have something to announce."
At this time, these thugs and guys walked over against the wall while looking at the owner of the shop.
Although the tall and thin middle-aged man usually manages the food store, everyone knows that the real owner of the store is actually Ms. Feneya.
And every time Ms. Feneya came to Dorne Town to inspect the shops every time, she would distribute some small gifts to those who worked hard among them.
The thug might be presented with a brand new self-defense knife, and the buddy a new cloth suit.
It's not cheap for their salaries.
Moreover, most of the thugs vaguely knew that behind this Ms. Feneya was Barney the Mountain Wolf, a well-known bandit gang leader on the trade road.
Basically, the shops in Dorne Town all have background backgrounds of one kind or another. After all, you can’t afford to open a shop without background background support, right?
But the 'surplus pods' grain store, which backs it up, is exceptionally tough.
Everyone was there, and the only one left was still outside the shop to help Knight Kiel watch the horse, and at this moment he was also looking into the shop.
Ms. Feneya walked up to Kiel, stood a little step back, faced Kiel to these people, and then said: "Everyone, this is Knight Joe Kiel. Although he is young, he is already a young man. Very powerful, a powerful knight."
Hearing that the young man Keel was a knight, everyone who had already guessed was still whispering, only the middle-aged manager of the original shop had a bad face.
Madame Feneja continued.
"This knight-lord is leading hundreds of young refugees at this moment, looking for a safe settlement where they can escape the chaotic period. Those refugees originally migrated westward to escape the chaotic people, but because of the deliberate obstruction of the Baishi city wall checkpoint, many of them They are all stuck there. Now, as a knight, the knight of Kiel, who has a noble character, is taking over this responsibility."
What she said was inexplicable. Many people didn't understand what Ms. Feneya meant, and whispered in their mouths: "It's better to live here."
"Shit, this rotten place is really coming, it's hard to leave."
"That's right, it's better to find a place to continue to be a bandit. It seems that being a bandit is good in the world now?"
Those twittering words did not affect Ms. Feneya. The middle-aged steward, who already knew what the lady was going to say, clenched his fists, glanced at Ms. Feneya with cold eyes, and muttered some unpleasant words in his mouth.
"When Knight Keil led the team past my hotel, my friend Barney and I were here." Here, Barney's name is accented, although others may sound like it is a reminder to them, but Keel knows that this In the accent, it is estimated that gnashing of teeth is indispensable, so the accent is pronounced.
"My friend and I agreed that the actions of the Knights of Kiel were a great act of kindness, which can be praised by all who know about it. We discussed it and provided a sum of supplies and a small armament Hand it over to Lord Knight and the refugees under his command. Of course, this is not enough, far from enough."
Speaking of this, Ms. Feneya showed a full smile with superb acting skills, like a gorgeous flower blooming: "Fortunately, I still have a shop in Dorne Town that specializes in selling beans and grains. The empty refugees are just in need. These beans can fill the stomach to fill the stomach. So, I decided here to donate some of the cash used for transactions in the store, as well as all the beans in stock, to Joe Keel Knight for free! To support His noble act of kindness!"
After finishing speaking, Ms. Feneya raised her hands high in great joy, and excitedly smashed the news like a stone thrown by a trebuchet into the ears of the stunned buddies and thugs who were stunned by the outrageous news.
"Is it true, boss, that all the beans in the store are donated?"
"How about running the store?"
"But Barney the mountain wolf knows, so it's not a problem, right?"
"What shall we do? The shop money and beans are gone."
The middle-aged, tall and thin steward with a bad face stretched out his hand to press down. He had a high prestige among the men and thugs, so it was just a simple movement, and the others stopped complaining.
After he coughed lightly, he glanced at Kiel in secret, and then said in a hoarse voice: "Since it is the boss's decision, and the boss himself has come, you guys, what's the use of talking about it? Besides, Feneya, you must have arranged for the next job of the big guy, right? After all, it’s not good to have a shop empty, one day’s less money is one day’s loss.”
He then said maliciously: "It's just that the reputation accumulated by the store over the years is gone. It's a pity. If you want to change the operation of the store in the future, you and I will explain it to the Chamber of Commerce. After all, the grain store is indispensable in the town. part of the
Ms. Feneya narrowed her eyes, and said with a smile: "Of course I know, there will naturally be a series of plans in the future. To be honest, selling beans or something is really not worthy of my identity. A lady in the town At our banquets, I'm always embarrassed to explain why my shop is selling beans instead of pretty things."
The guys and the thugs couldn't get in on what the two bosses said, so they had to **** up their ears and listen carefully to what they said.
Vaguely, the words were somewhat **** for tat.
"Now, everyone. Raul, go and get the store management contract, I'm useful."
The middle-aged steward narrowed his eyes: "Why do you want this? What are you going to do?"
"I don't need to tell you. Barney knows what I'm going to do. Would you like to ask him? Huh? Do you dare?"
"There's nothing you dare to do." Having said that, the middle-aged steward's tone suddenly became low, and he still cursed in a low voice and went back to the back room to get the hidden store business contract.
This contract represents the store owner's permanent right to operate the store within the area of the land.
It is something like a land deed issued to the owner of the shop after the Dorn Town Chamber of Commerce jointly establishes a circle around the center of the town and a shop around it, after collecting money.
Because this piece of land belonged to a certain nobleman, and the great nobleman leased the land use right of Dorne Town and its surroundings to the Union of Chambers of Commerce, and the Union of Chambers of Commerce established a set of management systems after establishing the initial town and issued operation and use contracts.
Because the land belonged to the nobles, this thing like a shop title deed could only exist as a business contract.
"Guys, you all go out and contact me with empty carriages and sacks of beans, a lot! Before the end of this afternoon, I will transport all the beans in the store to the open space where refugees live outside the town."
"And you, my old fellows." This time, Ms. Feneja said to the thugs: "You take out the sacks in the shop first, fill them with beans now, and move. These I don't want to see Douzi again for a day."
"Yes, ma'am."
Everyone responded, and then began to get busy.
I was a little bit reluctant at first, but after I got to work, I couldn't take care of those.
The store clerks ran out of the store and went to the nearby chamber of commerce to rent a carriage and buy bundles of packed sacks from the grocery store.
They are all shops on the same street, so you don't even need a deposit. With face and trust, you can use it first and pay later. Especially in these days of depression, other shops and chambers of commerce are eager to have something to do.
The thugs in the store rolled up the sleeves of their sackcloth clothes, showing their stronger arms, and moved out the existing sacks in the store from a familiar place, and then used a large wooden shovel to shovel all the beans stored in the wooden barrels outside. After filling the bag, tie the bag repeatedly with string.
With a click, the dagger cut off the excess rope, and a bag of beans was ready.
Madame Feneja signaled to her girl to take out all the cash in the cash box in the store.
"Knight Kiel, here, it's agreed, everything in the store is yours."
Ms. Feneya whispered close to Kiel's ear.
Keir didn't say a word before, but now he chuckled lightly, took the small cash box without embarrassment, opened it for a look, and then closed it.
"Give me everything, can you keep these people safe? They won't eat you after they know the truth?"
The two were very close and spoke softly. The other thugs in the same room could not hear what they were saying.
Ms. Feneya also whispered: "Oh, I feel sorry for me at this time. When I asked for conditions, I didn't consider me, a poor person. How should I live in the future?"
"Just kidding, that's what I'm asking, don't take it seriously. I know you must have a way, or prepare it later? Let me guess, are there other shops in Dorne Town? Or have a deposit in a certain chamber of commerce Money guaranteed to survive?"
The lady's face didn't change. It seems that Keir may or may not have guessed the answer correctly.
"Don't worry, Knight Kiel, since I agreed, I will feed your greed. The condition of the agreement is the agreement. You don't have to worry about me, those stupid men, after they turn their anger on me Before, I would give them a new goal and try my best for it."
Keir knew what the other party was relying on, he didn't point it out, but said: "Am I also one of the stupid men?"
"No, you're not a man, if you ask me, you're a boy."
"snort."
Keir got angry, and he turned away, folded his arms and said nothing.
There was only Ms. Feneya's hearty laughter behind her: "Knight Kiel, thank you, thank you very much. A Fresnel rose that used to rely on others to grow will grow and bloom alone in the future. Instead of withering in the dark In the crypt cave."
Keel exhaled through his nose: "I just hope that this rose will not get used to using its thorns to stab every passerby who is stared at by it."
"It can't be said for sure, beautiful flowers, there will always be men approaching them unconsciously, oh hehehe."
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After a while, the tall and thin middle-aged steward came over with a stinky face. He first noticed that the cash box in the shop was placed at the feet of Knight Kiel, but he didn't dare to say anything about it, so he could only signal with his eyes What's the matter with Ms. Feneya.
After receiving the business contract in the account book, Ms. Feneya explained something in a low voice. Although the middle-aged manager was reluctant, she still pouted and accepted it. UU reading www. uukanshu.com
"You take this useless account book, we won't be dealing in food in the future. Come two people and go out with me."
After Ms. Feneya finished speaking, she took the girl under her hand and went out with two more burly thugs. The middle-aged manager wanted to chase after her and ask Ms. Feneya what she was going to do with the business contract.
But the lady said: "You take care of the knight." She blocked her back.
Keir snorted and waved to the middle-aged steward: "Find me a sturdy chair, I want to sit and rest."
"Yes, yes, my lord. I'll get you a chair."
The other party moved a seemingly solid wooden chair, but Kiel stepped on it directly, and the wooden chair was crushed with one foot.
"Didn't you hear that? Sturdy! Chair!"
Kiel looked at him with a frown. After being stared at by the knight, the middle-aged steward immediately sweated and replied with trembling teeth, "Understood, I understand."
Then he searched around stiffly, and finally turned out a wooden barrel.
"Master Knight, although it is not a chair, this thing must be strong and sturdy! Please, please use this."
Keir gave the other party a blank look, then pulled the empty barrel over, lifted his cloak and sat down.
He picked up the cash box in the store, opened it, and casually counted the various coins in the cash box.
"What are you looking at? Come and help!"
After being scolded by the young man Kiel, the tall and thin middle-aged businessman had no choice but to come over and help the knight timidly take out the cash box and coins that he originally managed and owned, sorting them out by category.
Kiel knew what Ms. Feneya was going to do, and he held back the middle-aged manager who might guess and make trouble, as a help, saving things from trouble.