Flea Street, located in the northeast corner of Targoviste, is bustling and not touched at all, and it is more appropriate to describe it as dirty and messy.

Of course, this refers to Flea Street in the sun, which becomes another world when the sun goes down.

Illegal bars, skin and meat trade, stolen dens, killer hiring, on a night in Flea Street, these can only be considered small businesses.

And the most attractive are the life-and-death fights and slave auctions.

Life and death fighting, as the name suggests, must die one before the battle will end.

Slave auctions, slaves on the stand, are all the best of the slaves.

Beautiful slave girls, strong slave warriors, all of them were of the highest rank in the whole of Wallachia.

As for the buyers, there are rich merchants and big nobles, they don't care whether the transaction is legal or not, they only consider whether they can satisfy their own desires.

At this moment, the sun is still high in the sky, and Flea Street is in a dormant state, and there are not even a few pedestrians.

At this time, the most prosperous place in Targoviste is the old Mork Street, next to the Harvest Square.

The whole street is paved with regular stones, and on both sides of the street, there are large-scale shops.

In front of these shops, small stalls are set up to display their products and attract pedestrians.

Six well-dressed youths were wandering the streets, slightly different from the other pedestrians.

Others walk down Old Mork Street, and the main points of attention are either delicate tableware or expensive furs, in short, something that looks gorgeous.

And these young people, with different tastes, always like to look at some gadgets on the street.

If you look closely, it doesn't seem accurate to say that, there is a guy who always smirks, and it seems that everything is fresh.

The six young people, naturally, are Tsepeš and his party, the guy who always likes to giggle, of course, is Mirsa.

As for Miss Gina, she also changed into men's clothes, and even if others look at her, they can recognize her as a woman.

After lunch, they sent Bogdan away, and left the Palace of Kurtea as they had agreed yesterday.

It can only be said that in the core area of the city, the security is not bad, and everything is calm after two hours of slipping down.

I haven't encountered any such things as fighting, bullying and dominating the market.

In this regard, Tsepes was quite pleased, and every monarch hoped that there would be peace under his rule.

"It's boring, it's boring!"

Fortunately for the others, there was a Vladis in the team who was looking for excitement and was very unhappy that nothing was happening.

Vladis spoke in a loud voice, causing several people around him to look sideways.

Most people didn't take it to heart, but there were a few guys who made a small calculation.

Sizar, a native of Targovistey, spends his days squatting in bustling areas, looking for rich young people like Vradis.

No matter what the era, there is no shortage of wealthy people looking for excitement, and Sizar offers this service.

He observed for a while, then walked over and took the initiative to talk:

"Young man, what are you talking about?"

Although Sizar's clothes are ordinary, they are quite clean and tidy, and coupled with the Targoviste accent, it is not easy to arouse the disgust of others.

Vladis looked him up and down, and said casually:

"It's boring to do anything, I'm tired of walking around the streets."

"Indeed, this is the case in the core area, where even beggars are not allowed to beg."

Sizar was sure that the young men in front of him were his prey, so he continued the conversation.

At the same time, his words attracted the attention of Cepes.

"Will beggars still be restricted?"

The whitewashed peace is never the real peace, and Cepes wants to see the real side.

"A few of you, at first glance, are the sons and daughters of rich families, and you usually only stay in the core area, where do you know the outside world."

The dress of the Tepes people can be regarded as elegant, but it is not gorgeous.

And among them, there is also a Mirsa, who is extremely low-ranking to everyone, with this guy, all aristocratic temperament is gone.

Therefore, Sizar's position for them is only a rich son and a young lady, and it is a big deal that they are the children of some small aristocratic families.

It is precisely because of this positioning that he dares to take the people of Cepes as prey.

Otherwise, if you borrow a few of his courage, you won't dare to talk to Cepes.

In this way, the current scene is indeed not very real.

Now that you know this, can you take us to some interesting places? ”

Listening to his words, Tsepeš didn't think too much, it was a little dark, he hadn't experienced it himself, and he would never think about it.

"Yes, take us to interesting places, and as long as we are satisfied, we will pay you well."

Vladis immediately responded, coming out without looking for some excitement, how can he be worthy of himself.

Sizar concealed the joy in his heart, and said in a normal tone:

"A silver coin, give the money first, and I'll take you there.

I can guarantee that you will never forget the places I took you. ”

"Let's go."

A silver coin popped out of Cepes's fingers, and the group followed Sizar towards the northeast corner of the city.

When the sun was setting in the west, the group came to Flea Street.

The cluttered streets, the untidy floors, and the smell of urine in the air all tell people where this is.

In fact, it doesn't take to reach Flea Street to see a different side of the city.

Of course, on the whole, it is not too unbearable, except for a dozen beggars, the simple residents are still hardworking and kind.

"You guys follow me closely, but don't get lost, it's very messy here, don't blame me for any accidents."

Seeing that Cepes and the others were looking around, Sizar reminded him loudly, and he couldn't help but feel that he was a good person.

Walking through the flea street, about a hundred meters away, an old hall appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

The exterior wall of the hall has long been mottled, and I don't know if it's feces or mud.

At the door of the hall, there were two gatekeepers in heavy clothes, and Sizar leaned into their ears, not knowing what to say.

Then, the two gatekeepers looked at Tsepes and the others for a while, and then they got out of the way and let them in.

Inside the hall, the main body of the building is still old, but it is clearly carefully arranged and cleaned.

"What is this place?"

After observing the circle, Vladis was the first to ask.

"This is the place to trade high-end goods."

Sizar had a smug smile on his face, and his whole state was completely different from when they first met.

Tsepes sensed that something was wrong, but Vladis, who had little social experience, said with some dissatisfaction:

"What's so interesting about trading items, haven't you seen the world before!?"

"Trust me, it's going to be fun and unforgettable."

"What's trading here?" Vladis asked.

"Premium goods."

"What high-end goods?"

"You guys, hahahahaha!"

There is no longer any concealment, and the handsome rich children will always be the highest quality goods in the slave auction.