Kiel led people to distribute firewood as fuel. No logging was carried out today, and the loggers in the refugee team were all at a loss. At this time, when they saw the dry firewood sent by the town that could be used directly, they sat down on the ground in frustration.
"Don't worry, the people in the town will provide the fuel for these two days, and you just have a rest. Of course, if someone can't spare, go to Priest Batar and try to help and share some work."
Keel saw that the loggers were low in morale, so he came over and spoke loudly.
"Knight Kiel, we are all rough people, farming and logging is okay, so why can't we help the priest?"
There was a loud response from the leader of the loggerheads.
Kiel smiled and pointed to the open space that was barely considered a camp and said: "Why can't you help? Dig a cesspit, build a plank to cover the excretion, and even borrow a weapon from a friend with a weapon to practice some simple martial arts in combat. , All of these can be done at leisure. You eat the most, but the work you do is less dangerous, and you still don’t think of a way to exercise more, so what are you doing idle.”
When they heard that they wanted to do this, they didn't want to do it, so they tried to make excuses one after another, and finally wasted their energy with harmless wrestling.
Keir reluctantly admitted this, and took the initiative to ignore that someone was using this seemingly poor level of competition to open the bet. To be honest, there are not many things that can be used as gambling funds in the hands of young refugees. Everyone has no money. The few coins left were found when armed people searched the bandit's lair. Those people have obviously been with other people, including logging Hands, ordinary people are distinguished.
Therefore, the lumberjacks can only bet on the god-given grain seeds to fill their stomachs.
Everyone has more or less of this thing in their hands, and because Priest Batar rewards a lot every day, everyone can't even finish it.
To be honest, the level of wrestling wrestling of loggers is really limited, and Keir only took a few glances before turning his head away from paying attention. If he leaves the field, he will go to the field one by one, and all the loggers will not want him to move.
Kiel saw that nothing was going on in the open space, so he approached Priest Batar and told him about the invitation of the large chamber of commerce that manages the area to attend the banquet.
He also showed the invitation to the other party, but Priest Batar didn't take it and checked it: "This invitation has the power blessed by other priests of the Church of God, so I won't touch it."
"Oh?" Hearing that, Keir turned over the invitation in his hand a few times, but didn't see anything.
"Kiel, you can feel the power of the God of Saturn because you have the seeds and power of the God of Saturn in your body. You didn't have much contact with the Church of the God of Wealth before, right?"
As Priest Batar said, he gestured for the torso of his body.
"I fought side by side with the priests of the Church of the God of Wealth when I crossed the Strange Wind Grassland before, so I don't know much about it."
"There is a magic spell on the invitation card that can make people feel a little bit happier after touching it. Yes, it is exactly what you think. It is decorated with gold on the front of the invitation card."
Kiel rubbed the logo of the chamber of commerce made of gold with his thumb. He felt that it could make people happy, but not all of it was due to some kind of magic.
He told this to the priest, and the young Batar priest looked helpless: "Although gold is indeed a precious metal, the real treasure is the food that can fill the stomach. I hope you can understand this truth."
"Yes, yes, they are all treasures, both are treasures, gold and food, two precious treasures that people cannot do without, ah, things that are indispensable in life."
Kiel said with a laugh, and Priest Batar was even more helpless.
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Joking for a while, Keir had never been invited to a banquet in another world before. Baron Kendall passed by Pine Needle Town temporarily to attend the dinner of the Gurov Knight, and he did not formally accept the invitation, but paid a temporary visit.
So he communicated with Priest Batar in terms of dressing and possible conversation, and received guidance.
As a young priest trained by the local diocese, Priest Batar has received church guidance in this area since he was a child. Of course, you know the dress code and rules when participating.
"What you wear is very important. If you still wear this worn metal armor like this, it obviously means that you don't want to communicate with the other party. Putting on light clothes means that you value and trust the inviter, which is convenient. carry out communication and cooperation.”
The priest gave simple instructions, but he frowned and then said: "I think it's best for you to put on your armor and go. Dorne Town is a deep ravine full of desires. You can't even make a sound when you fall."
"Is it."
Keir didn't think so, but he was quite confident in his ability at this time. Besides, the armor is not placed in other places, but in the lady's dream. For outsiders, it is only a blink of an eye for him to go in and change into a suit of armor.
"It's not good to eat and drink while wearing armor. I'd better wear ordinary clothes."
The priest rolled his eyes when he heard Kiel's words. He himself did not have the means and methods to restrain the Kiel warriors. Even the two of them had the same mission, which was pointed out by the gods. As the main contributor, the Kiel warriors provided Just provide assistance.
Therefore, according to what Keir said, the other party wanted to go to the banquet, and he was not dressed like he was armed. Although he was upset, he couldn't say anything.
"Hey, you can figure it out for yourself, but pay attention to the attitude of the other party. Tonight, I will make the armed people be more vigilant."
Keel narrowed his eyes and nodded in agreement.
After a while, the bright yellow sun gradually approached the north-south mountains on the west side of Dorne Town. Although it was located on a small plain, due to the blocking of the mountains on the west side, the dusk of Dorne Town did not come from the mountains. What a difference.
The refugees have long been used to it, so the fires were lit early one by one, and people sat around the fire, laughing and laughing, or weeping while stroking the bag of ashes of their dead companions.
Those who were hungry had cooked meals early on, and boiled thick barley porridge that they couldn't bother to eat.
The hardships suffered at the Baishi City Wall Checkpoint a few days ago made most refugees never forget that period of starvation.
Therefore, even if the cooked wheat porridge has no specific taste, at most sprinkled with salt, they all feel that this food is very delicious. But the bird had already faded out of Keir's mouth.
He returned to his carriage, pretended to be tinkering for a while, and then changed into clothes in the newly erected dome tent. When he came out, his body had already changed a lot.
The close and direct subordinates sitting nearby all looked at Knight Kiel in surprise. Many of them saw that the knight was wearing thick and heavy armor all day long, with no gaps on his body.
But at this time, Keir put on his best clothes, which actually made these young people feel strange.
Keel seemed to have scrubbed his body, his hair was slightly damp, and he combed it back to make it tidy. On the body, I changed into a northern winter clothes that the locals looked at strangely.
Here Kiel has removed the warm lining inside the clothes, which is barely suitable for spring wear at this time, and a soft half-body armor with black metal scales is added inside, which is not as protective as the ones he wore before. That hard cowhide armor.
Around his neck was hung a strange small wooden sculpture, black, which seemed to be a bird.
And his belt is an exquisite cowhide belt. On the left side of his waist is still a long sword for hunting, while on the right side are two daggers. One is a magic dagger they have seen before, and the other is a small curved blade dagger decorated with gold, which looks very delicate, not a local style.
Or rather, not the style of dagger weapon most Imperial settlers originally came from.
The trousers are similar to the clothes. Keel went to wear the warm fur trousers inside, and only the trousers on the outside are used for decoration, so it won’t look stuffy in this season.
Shoes, Keel didn't wear any combat boots, or hard cowhide leather armor boots. He fought so many bandits before, and to be honest, he also picked them up. No, he seized a few pairs of high-end leather boots that looked comfortable and fit in size.
Kiel also wore an extra cloak, although it was just a common item, but he couldn't let Kiel wear a wolf fur cloak in spring, right? The skin disease must not be covered up that night.
Keir walked around a few times in front of his direct subordinates who usually talked a lot, letting them look around, and then asked, "How is it? This body?"
The young people were basically from farming households. When Knight Kiel asked, they didn't know how to answer, so they shook their heads.
"no?"
Kyle asked in surprise.
"No no no no, Sir Knight, you ask us, and everyone doesn't know how to answer you. Anyway, it looks good."
When one person said that, the others nodded as well.
Keir rolled his eyes and felt that he had asked the wrong person, so he ran to the front of the open space, intending to ask someone else.
When they met patrolling armed people on the road, they didn't even recognize Kiel's identity for the first time, and asked him who he was. As a result, when Keir opened his mouth, they were all surprised and froze in place.
When I came to the sales fair where the robbers' trophies were sold, most of the supplies here had been moved from the middle to the side for storage, and there were only a few boxes of goods that looked like no one wanted them, which was quite pitiful.
Mr. Barford, the middle-aged businessman who was in charge of the sale, was standing next to these boxes of goods. According to Keel’s previous explanation, he called the chattering businessmen around and announced: “It seems that everyone has already selected The harvest I want, then, according to what the Kiel knight explained before, the price of the last few boxes of goods will be reduced by 30% from the original price. Is there any merchant who wants to get them all? "
There was a lot of discussion among the people around, but no one actually came up to answer the conversation. Come on, the merchants who came to the sale are not the first-timers in business. Don't they know what can be obtained and what is profitable. These boxes of things are really hard to sell, especially in today's world, it is too troublesome to hold them in your hands.
If the trade lines in various places are unblocked, you can try to collect them all and find a way to sell them to newcomers or distant towns, maybe you can exchange them for investment.
But now it is absolutely impossible.
But just as Mr. Barford sighed and was about to announce the end of today's sale, a middle-aged steward who hadn't spoken yet and looked very anxious just now came out.
"I want 50% off these things!"
Mr. Barford didn't know that the person who made the move at this time was Raul Bindt, the shop steward who had a stake in the loot sale.
"50% off? This price."
Mr. Barford hesitated. To be honest, the 30% discount was already the minimum that the knights gave. No matter how low the price is, they might as well bring their own things. Anyway, there are two vacant carriages, and there is still plenty of room for loading.
"I have cash! Check it out, how many coins do they need?"
The steward, Raul, pursed his lips tightly and kept a straight face, not letting any of his emotions leak out. There are some cunning and smart businessmen around. Although these people are not very good at guessing things like loot sales contracts, many of them are not fools. If you find someone to inquire afterward, those who are interested can learn from him and the friends he called. Guess in action that they are related to the interests of this sale.
This is not a very good thing for him to continue to hang out in the local area in the future, and it will affect his reputation.
"Well, in terms of coins, it's barely okay."
Mr. Barford scratched his head and looked at Priest Batar, who waved his hand to signal him to deal with it himself.
So, Mr. Barford nodded: "Okay then, let me do the math for you, these things. These three boxes are small boot nails, inferior animal hair, and old blood-stained clothes."
"In cash, because there are quite a few of them, there are two silver coins and thirty-five copper coins."
Hearing the quotation, Manager Raul was quite reluctant, but he still took out two silver coins and thirty-five copper coins from his purse and inner pocket of his clothes.
After getting the money, Mr. Barford counted the money correctly, then pushed the three wooden boxes together, and signaled the 'taken advantage' buyer to find someone to take it away.
Then, he waved his arms and excitedly said to the surrounding merchants: "Then, thank you all, thank you for your generosity, because of your kindness and noble character, the money and materials exchanged in this transaction, It will be used on these hundreds of refugees. Thank you, thank you!"
As Mr. Barford spoke, tears welled up in his eyes. I don't know if it was because of his emotions, or because this transaction made him show his value and brought him a chance to turn around.
Listening to Mr. Barford's compliments to the businessmen around him, Priest Batar covered his face with his hands. He really didn't want to hear these beautiful words full of unconscionable words, and he didn't want to see the dozens of people in front of him buy low and sell high. A cunning businessman who has dozens of times the harvest of farmers.
It was dark in front of his eyes, but Kiel, who had changed his clothes, walked over. Kiel didn't care about the loot sale behind him.
Of course, money is not important to these hundreds of people. The key is that the various materials they can use in the future are what they need most now.
"How? My body?"
Kiel lifted the cloak behind him a little proudly, and then put his hands on his hips to show the priest.
Priest Batar clasped his head and uttered a few voices: "Is there no better clothes? Although the clothes have a northern style, aren't they a bit too simple? Kiel , how much did you pay for this suit of clothes?"
"I made it? I bought it. I bought it in our store in the rich area of Kendall City. I think it's not bad. There was an extra layer of insulation. Isn't it spring, so I went there."
Priest Batar was speechless: "Warrior Kiel, generally speaking, I mean, generally speaking, the clothes bought are rarely worn to formal banquet venues. Your clothes, although There are some northern styles that are rare in the local area, but when others look at the fabrics of the clothes, they can tell that they are only made of ordinary cloth. If you are like this, you might as well wear armor.”
Keel twisted the fabric of the clothes with his hands in embarrassment. In fact, his pursuit of the functionality of the clothes is far stronger than the pursuit of the wearing value of the clothes. He thinks the clothes are pretty good. Although they are not tailor-made and the fabrics are only ordinary fabrics that have been simply printed and dyed, they are at least handmade.
In the previous life, basically everyone’s clothes were processed on the assembly line~www.mtlnovel.com~ The higher-end clothes are only made of better fabrics, but they are actually made by small-scale division of labor. Unlike here in another world, the clothes are all It is sewn stitch by stitch by the shop itself or hired tailors.
It's all handmade! It's all art!
Ahem, well, a tailor who is not skilled enough can hardly be called art.
"Then what should I do? It's getting dark, and I don't want to lose face in front of those big chamber of commerce managers. How about I still wear the hard cowhide full-coverage armor I used to wear? Well, no, the local security guards on the other side A suit of armor is quite good, but this one is not good enough."
Priest Batal's eyes lit up at this time: "Keir, maybe you can go to the rescued businessmen and let them think of a way. At least, they can point out the shortcomings of your body!"
Keir clenched his fist and smashed it: "Yes, I'll go right away."
Afterwards, Kiel hurried back from the front of the clearing to the middle of the clearing. The rescued merchants were all in the middle, because they couldn't integrate into the ranks of other people, so they had to stay closer to Kiel.
As soon as Kiel passed by, he expressed his intention to come. At this time, the rescued businessmen were eating, and they all looked up when they heard Kiel's knight's words.
Over the past few days, some bankrupt businessmen who had lost all hope before are in a much better state now. Although they can't compare with Mr. Barford who is full of energy, they are not as broken as they were before.
The old businessman who was teaching the boy was the first to respond to Knight Kiel's call for help, and after walking over, he looked up and down the knight's clothes.
The old man murmured a few words in a low voice, then looked at the knight and asked, "Master Knight, your financial situation didn't seem to be very good before?"