Southside

As the capital city of the southern border, Delhi is extremely large.

If Limburg, as a frontier trading city, has surpassed most European cities in the Middle Ages and even the Renaissance on earth, then Delhi is almost close to the size of the capital of ancient Chinese dynasties.

There is no magnificence and magnificence of the White City, but there is a prosperity and prosperity that the White City does not have, the square walls are tall and long, they protect the city behind them, the moat is wide and turbulent, the canal dug separately brings almost infinite water to the moat, and there are several city walls outside the main city wall irregularly, which guard the various peripheral areas, but the developed commerce and trade, so that the theoretical blank space between the city walls is also full of mobile markets and dense buildings.

The dragon river runs directly through the city, with countless bridges spanning it, and on top of it is an endless stream of porters and caravans, the overall layout of the city is relatively flat, and only in the center of the Grand Duke's Mansion does it maintain the majestic and tall architecture of Middle-earth, and from a distance, a huge palace with a rather exotic style stands majestically, and in the neat and flat city around it, he undoubtedly represents the entire city of Delhi and becomes a landmark.

At this time, the city of Derry seemed to maintain the same normalcy as in the past years, workers and merchants got up early and began to run for a day's livelihood, and the gates were only closed for a very short time before opening early, although the closure was not long, but countless caravans were still crowded outside the city anxiously waiting to enter the city.

The South absorbed the economic essence of the entire God-given Land, and Delhi, in turn, absorbed the economic essence of the entire South, where capitalism even began to emerge, and this is also the area where the control of the church is weakest.

Orson followed his father and looked at the city gate in the distance, hoping that the city gate would be opened sooner so that his goods could be sold for a good price in time, but the gate that used to be quite punctual had not been opened for a long time, and Orson looked at the city tower, and the soldiers seemed to be looking into the distance, waiting for something.

What are they waiting for? Orson naturally knows, not only Orson knows, but the merchants of Delhi all know that they hate the soldiers and nobles who help outsiders in the city towers, but they are helpless, and the status of the merchants in the south may be a little higher, but it is only on a par with the peasants, and the merchants seem to have maintained the label of unearned in ancient times.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, all the people in front of you get out of the way!"

Finally, there was an extremely rude push behind Aosen, and Aosen knew that the person who had been waiting on the city tower had appeared!

The caravan waiting in line behind them was driven to both sides of the road at this time to make way for a caravan that had just arrived behind them, which of course broke the rules, but for the nobles, are the rules for themselves and others?

Orson looked back, a huge caravan appeared on the avenue, the scale of the caravan was very large, at a glance there was no end in sight, the cart dragged by the horse was endless, on it was pressed extremely thick goods, the sides of the caravan were covered with guards, they were wearing strong clothes, wearing one or two pieces of leather armor, looking around, from time to time there would be one or two horse guards in the same clothes running by, the raised horses' hooves, there was no intention of giving way to passers-by!

"Damn, it's these garrison merchants again, why don't they have to queue up to be the first to enter the city?"

Many businessmen whispered complaining after seeing this scene, everyone knows that those who lead the city have business opportunities, and they can eat the best business opportunities of the day, and it is unceremonious to say that the advanced ones make money first.

This is also why so many caravans came to line up so early, waiting to enter the city, but it seems that this previous rule has been broken recently, only after the garrison merchants came, they relied on duty-free and exquisite products, quickly swept the entire Delhi city, and these garrison merchants did not know where the money and doors came from, but they were able to successfully bribe the city gate officials, so that they could enter the city first, and the local merchants who were not as good as the garrison merchants were naturally even more injured.

"Open the gates, open the gates!"

With the loud announcement from the city tower, the originally closed city gate opened, and the merchants who had been waiting for a long time immediately crowded inside, but the guards at the city gate rudely pushed them away:

"Stand back, all stand back, the merchants of the garrison are advanced!"

Under the intimidation of the guards after revealing their weapons, the crowd retreated in fear, while the merchants of the garrison forcefully squeezed through the ranks and entered the city.

After all the merchants in the garrison entered the city, the guards reluctantly began to guide the caravan in, they were very careful and careful to check the caravan's vouchers and goods, anyway, how to delay the time and how to come, they will naturally be very concerned, because their commander is at this time with the leader of the garrison caravan to get a benefit of dividends, this dividend is floating, the caravan earns more, they will share more, the caravan earns less, they will share less, naturally, they will do everything possible to make the garrison caravan earn more money.

The Chamber of Commerce where Aosen's father belonged knew this, but they couldn't give a higher profit to the city gate officials, because under the tax exemption, the local merchants could not give a price lower than the price of goods in the garrison no matter what, naturally, they couldn't earn the wealth of the garrison, if they were really willing to spend money more than anyone else, then the merchants in the garrison would probably wake up laughing in their dreams.

Orson looked at the garrison caravan swaggering into the city viciously, and spat on the ground fiercely:

"Father, haven't the people from the Chamber of Commerce discussed it yet? No matter how it continues, the whole of Delhi will be the merchants of these garrisons!"

Aosen's father shook his head helplessly:

"It's difficult, there seem to be some people in the Chamber of Commerce who are unwilling to give up the interests in hand, and as for using some special means, you have also seen the guards of those caravans, ordinary robbers can't beat them at all, and the bandits who can beat them don't have the courage to follow... Forehead... Against the Horn Castle!"

Aosen's father was hesitant and did not finish his sentence, he did not want to mention the name of that person here, the person who had a great reputation among the people of the heaven-given land.

Orson didn't continue to complain, just quietly waiting to enter the city, but in the process of waiting, Orson asked in great confusion:

"I don't understand, father, if the Son of God is merciful, why doesn't the Son of God give us a way to live?"

Aosen's question was met with a sigh from his father, he touched his forehead, and said uncertainly:

"Perhaps, it's because we pay taxes for Duke Vulture again, not for him~"

...

The sky is starting to get dark, although there will be no curfew in Delhi, but in the evening, they rush to the morning market, and the goods they bring are not suitable for selling at night, and if they continue to wait, they will miss the time to go out of the city, and if they go out of the city tomorrow, this tax will be doubled.

Ao Sen sat in front of his stall, silently eating the food in his hand, a ceramic jar, full of cans of wheat and rice, this kind of food from the garrison Yin Na's extremely delicious taste conquered almost everyone, of course, the cheap price and the huge quantity that circulated in the garrison, so that their appearance rate was far higher than the original bread or other types of food.

The rice is scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and this kind of fruit and vegetable plant is combined with the usual eggs, but the texture is extraordinarily delicious, and if you eat it with rice, the slightly sweet rice grains are particularly evocative.

Especially for the small merchant class like Orsin, the combination of eggs and tomatoes is really a delicious and affordable choice, Orson himself ate the first bite of this food, and fell in love with him completely, almost every time the merchant will let his mother make such a can, as dry food on the road, of course, they generally only run for one day, and there are only two meals outside.

"Alright, Orson, let's pack up, let's go back!"

Aosen's father squatted on the ground like an old farmer and looked at the goods in front of him with a sad face, these wood products from the east have always been the goods that Delhi people love before, but now, almost no one cares, Aosen and his son still understand this very well, because whether it is quality or price, the products in the garrison are much cheaper, and they naturally can't compare.

Orson didn't think about going directly to the north to buy goods, but the same goods, the merchants of the garrison can almost all the way unimpeded, and they can be sent to all parts of the heaven-sent land without paying any taxes, and they, the local merchants, also need to bear extremely heavy taxes, even if they are successfully delivered to Delhi, the price will definitely not be cheap, otherwise they will really not be able to earn any money.

Orson quickly finished the bowl of rice in two bites, crouched down and began to help his father clean up, but halfway through it, a shadow obscured the afterglow of the setting sun in front of them.

"Old Aosen, what's the matter, aren't you going to go with your brother?"

A fat businessman who looked extraordinarily gorgeously dressed and had a ruddy face stood in front of the Orson father and son with a grin.

Old Orson raised his head and glanced at him, smiling as best he could:

"Isn't this Jerry's brother? Why, you sold out so early?"

Jerry smiled and touched his big belly:

"Thanks to the protection of the Son of God, it was sold out at noon, didn't I just have a good drink with my companions at noon, and I'm going back to the hotel!"

"Hehe, it's selling really fast, but it's just going to the city a little earlier than us!"

Orson sneered rather dissatisfied when he saw the fat man, who knew that Jerry was not only not angry, but quite proud:

"Haha, isn't this the reason why my brother left my hometown and immigrated to the garrison? Don't say it, you also know the situation of my family, but I have only run two times in the past, and I have earned the income of the previous year, I am going to go back tomorrow, hurry up and run once this year!"

When the father and son saw Fat Jerry's smug expression, their hearts were itchy!