A blue elf, with its right toe down, its left leg curled up and hooked back, and thin lines on its transparent wings, but if you look closely, you can see the fairy's delicate side face, which seems to hold its heart with its eyes slightly closed.

"Wow, what a beautiful necklace." Anne looked at the pendant in front of her, her eyes seemed to be shining, no matter what era, women are particularly fond of decoration, not to mention that this may be the only glass pendant in this world.

"This is made by Marcus from the glass produced in our territory, how about it, how much do you think it is worth?" Bruce sat contentedly in his chair, knowing how attractive luxury was for aristocrats.

"I don't know, but it should be expensive!" Anne was a little flattered by Bruce's question, and she said with a blushing face.

"This kind of elaborate glazed decoration should be sold for at least five hundred silver coins to be cost-effective." Bruce laughed, and though it was only one of many glass products to him, and it cost nothing more than a little glass sand and charcoal, it was undoubtedly the most outstanding commodity for those who did not understand the mystery, and it was a priceless thing.

Just as Anne was shocked that this small ornament was worth five hundred silver coins, the door was pushed open and Mavis walked in, and she saw the beautiful ornament at a glance, and immediately screamed and pounced.

"Wow, what a nice decoration, is this for me?" Mavis's eyes were full of longing, she wanted to grab the necklace, but Bruce preemptively lifted it, and her hateful height made her unable to hook on her tiptoes, so she could only stare at Bruce angrily.

"It's not something you can have as a maid." Bruce said to Mavis.

"Oh, not for a maid." It was obvious that Mavis was wrong about what Bruce meant, and she threw a wink at Bruce, but Bruce ignored it and took the pendant into his arms.

"This is an important commodity, and old Kevin will take it with other goods to the courts of other nobles." Bruce touched his chin and said to Mavis.

"It's really stingy, a little ghost who doesn't know women at all, hehe, it seems that it's because I've never tasted a woman!" Mavis didn't give up teasing Bruce, but Bruce didn't have the heart to put it on now, the expansion of the territory and with the migration of the people, the consumption of materials and money in the warehouse was very fast, and winter was coming, when winter came, the consumption of materials would be more than double the usual.

Bruce ordered Kevin Sr. and White to be summoned to his lord's house, which was now the exclusive merchant of Greater Greenton, and in a short time Kevin Sr. had already owned a house of his own in Glynton, although it was made of wood, but as a wandering battlefield merchant, it was a place to call home.

"Look, we have our own fireplace." Old Kevin grinned, revealing his blackened, sparse teeth, and stood triumphantly by the fireplace, showing off to Young White.

Having a fireplace in a house is a must, the climate of the continent is cold and damp, and ordinary serfs can only dig a pond in their homes, but this pond is inefficient and easy to cause safety hazards, and wealthy merchants and nobles will ask craftsmen to help them build fireplaces, fireplaces with chimneys, which can exhaust a large number of harmful gases from the roof.

And the fireplace has a high combustion efficiency, in addition to heating, you can also cook, so the fireplace is generally placed in the living room location, and having a living room is the expectation of all the lower class people in this era.

"But I hate the merchants." White, who was sitting on the stool, said dissatisfiedly that he no longer liked to bow his head and bend for the sake of begging.

"Hate traders? What kind of bastard are you talking about, we're businessmen, aren't we? Old Kevin was stunned for a moment, he looked at White in surprise, he never thought that White would say such a thing, through the merchants they have accumulated wealth, so that they can afford to live in a house that was unimaginable when they used to eat and sleep in the open, have a fireplace that some people can't expect in their lifetime, and even walk in the lord's court.

"I want to join the Glinton Legion, I want to be a warrior." White stood up, and he said loudly to Kevin Sr. with some excitement.

"When, being a soldier, are you crazy?" Old Kevin's lips trembled, he didn't believe that this little slippery head would have plans to become a soldier anyway, and they didn't see much of the bloody scenes on the battlefield? Those poor wounded soldiers who fell on the muddy ground, begging for mercy, died worthless and dignified.

"Yes, I want to be a soldier, a soldier of the Grington Legion." White didn't care, what he saw was that every day the soldiers of the Glinton Legion, the uniform training, many girls in the territory, would look at these majestic warriors with envy, Bruce led the Glinton Legion to victory, and as a Glinton Legionnaire The various honors and treatments that White received also made White envious.

"You, you'd better stuff your head into a bucket and clear your head with cold water." The corners of Kevin's eyes twitched, he thought that White was either crazy or evil, and he was thinking about looking for the feathers of the Holy Angel in the box he kept, or the oil from the Holy Land, to exorcise evil spirits for White.

"Hmph, I can join the army at any time as long as I want, but the lord has said that anyone who wants to join the Glinton Legion only needs to go to Mickey and sign up." White said unconvinced that he considered himself free, not a slave or servant of old Kevin.

"I won't allow it, I'll tell Mickey, I said if it's Grinton these strange things that mess with your soul, we are businessmen, as long as we make money, there is only one way to die when we are soldiers, I thought you understood." Old Kevin said categorically.

"I~~." White clenched his fists and waited for Kevin Sr. to roar, but at that moment, there was a knock on their door.

"Who is it, go open the door, damn it, he's lazy." Old Kevin scolded and said that he was a slave they bought in the market with a copper, and old Kevin thought that he should have a servant now.

When the door opened, Kevin Sr. was surprised to find that it was the herald sent by Bruce to let him go, of course, he did not dare to slack off and hurriedly put on his hat and followed the herald to the lord's house, but before going out, he warned White not to mess around.

"Damn." White looked through the window at the departing Kevin Sr., while a group of Greenton legionnaires, lined up in two neat lines, ran past the windows of the house.