In the quiet tavern, only the owner was left alone and dozing off with his cheeks, seeing this, Santiago tiptoed to the counter to steal a bottle of wine, and then sneaked into the private room with Zheng Fei. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Closing the door of the private room, Zheng Fei glared at him with disdain.

"You are not short of money now, is it necessary to steal this inferior wine?"

Santiago waved his finger and grinned.

"Hehe, you don't understand, what I bought is not the same as what I stolen, stealing wine reminds me of my former self, and it is very fragrant!"

Zheng Feiyu raised his eyebrows slightly, it seemed that it was the first time that he felt that the words of the strong man were reasonable, as the so-called unobtainable will always be in turmoil, and for people, memories are always the most beautiful.

The city guard was indeed much more sober, but he still remembered what he was here for.

"Hey, where's my compensation?!" he blew his beard and glared, slapping the table in anger.

Santiago's temper came up in an instant, and he was about to beat him with a wine bottle, but was stopped by Zheng Fei, but the guard officer was still frightened.

"You want three hundred gold coins, right?" Zheng Fei sat down in front of him and raised five fingers.

This imitation made the guard officer suddenly red-faced, embarrassed.

"Three hundred, give it to me, I'll rush back to the camp. ”

"Don't worry, tell me first, what do you want so much money for?"

The guard officer scoffed.

"Drink and drink girls, and do whatever you want. ”

"Don't you want to make more money and live the life of a rich man?" Zheng Fei lured him down the road.

"What...... What do you mean?" apparently, the appetite of the guard officer was aroused.

As the commander of the city guard, his annual salary was eight hundred silver coins, which was a lot compared to the low-level porters, but in front of the merchants who were better mixed, it was not enough at all.

One of the embarrassing things is that he can't be corrupt, even if he guards the choke point in and out of Istanbul.

Because, the city is the direct territory of the duke, and for places like the city gate, the duke will send his cronies to directly supervise it.

So his income is actually not as good as those officers on the beach, even if his status is much higher.

"You answer me first, do you want more money?" Zheng Fei continued to induce and beckoned to Santiago, who muttered and took out a large backpack and took out three small bags of gold coins, a hundred.

The earnings of the guard officer for several years, were put on the table.

"Oh my God......" The guard couldn't help but reach for it, but Santiago grabbed his wrist tightly.

"Don't think about it, it's not yours yet. ”

The guard officer stared at the money bag in a tangled manner, desperately eager to take it for himself, but judging from the current situation, it seems that this group of "Diao Min" does not intend to give in easily.

He closed his eyes and opened them, retracted his greed, coughed dryly, and ordered, "Give me the money, I'm going back to set up the city defenses." ”

Zheng Fei took the three money bags in front of him and smiled.

"You answer me first, do you want more money?"

“...... What the hell do you mean?"

Zheng Fei got up, dragged Santiago's big backpack, and poured out all the gold coin bags inside, there were dozens of them, that is, thousands of gold coins.

Unable to suppress his excitement any longer, the guard officer stood up sharply, propped up his hands on the table, and stared straight at the bag full of gold coins on the table, which was his salary for decades!

"...... The same officer, why are you so rich?" in addition to unwillingness, there was also a little grievance in his tone.

Why, these are the three words he says most often after every drink.

I think that in North Africa, he was also a hero with great achievements, praised by the soldiers in the army, but after being transferred back to Istanbul, because the hussar status was more humble than other arms, he became an inconspicuous city defense officer, which sounds like a big official, but in the end he is a city guard, as for the safety of the city, it is protected by the elite troops of the Duke and the lord's lineage.

An officer sitting in a prominent position can keep getting a lot of oil and water, and in less than half a year, he can become a fat rat with a mouth full of oil, and a little pocket money is enough for him to live for ten years.

He often asked, "Why?!" Those people are far worse than me, isn't it because Lao Tzu is a light cavalry!

Discrimination against the ranks of the armed forces is as disgusting as racism.

After being unwilling, he cast a hateful look at Zheng Fei and gritted his teeth.

"Hey, are you an artillery or a navy?"

"Heavy cavalry, transferred back from the Tripoli battlefield, ready to fight Romania. ”

"Heavy cavalry?" the guard officer did not understand, and wondered, "How can the heavy cavalry be so rich?"

Zheng Fei smiled meaningfully, bowing his head under the dim oil lamp.

"That's what I'm going to discuss with you. ”

"What's the matter?"

"My money comes from selling things. ”

"It can't be, sell arms, right?" The guard officer's fingers moved, and he subconsciously raised his vigilance, staring closely at Zheng Fei's eyes.

After pondering for a moment, Zheng Fei nodded calmly.

"That's right, you guessed it. ”

"How dare you take the ...... of the Ottoman Empire"

Syllable!

Before he could finish speaking, Santiago picked up his arm and slapped him hard, and the crisp sound hurt just to hear it.

The pale cheeks soon turned red, and five huge finger prints appeared, which were very conspicuous.

The guard officer choked back halfway through his words, covering his face and saying nothing, he was thinking that since this person dared to beat himself, it must be not small compared to the beginning, and it was better not to be strong, and he had to swallow as much anger as he wanted.

Suddenly, he thought of something and quickly looked up at Zheng Fei.

"Aren't you heavy cavalry, what do you have to sell?war horses?sabers?shields?"

Whether it is light cavalry or heavy cavalry, or sword and shield soldiers that are about to become obsolete, equipment is not worth much, and cold weapons are non-consumables, and there is no reason to go to the commander to replenish them after selling them.

Artillery is different, there are countless reasons that can be concocted, such as a large number of shells used up in the exercise, the artillery was scrapped, and so on.

"Who said we were selling our own equipment?" Zheng Fei smirked evilly and took out a folded piece of parchment from his arms.

A map of the city of Istanbul was provided by Brad's friend, the tavern owner.

Anyway, the tavern owner is really magical, and he can get everything like Doraemon, not only military uniforms and maps, but also a lot of information about the city.

He spread the map flat and pointed to a spot as the guard officer watched in amazement.

"The artillery unit is stationed in the northeast corner of Istanbul, and we can get a batch of artillery out at night and transport it outside the city to find an opportunity to sell it. ”

"Are you crazy?!" the guard officer whispered.

Although he was very indignant, Zheng Fei could still see that he was shaken, otherwise he would not have drunk, but yelled.

In fact, Zheng Fei had no interest in stealing artillery at all, he was just looking for an excuse to go out of the city overnight. (To be continued.) )