Just as Colin hung up the sign of closure, a voice of greeting came from behind him.

"Lord Colin......"

A familiar strong man stood three or five meters away, bowing slightly, his eyes full of awe.

"Oh. Colin answered.

He thought that the strong man had something to say, but the latter just bowed his head and bowed, and then he was satisfied and left.

"Big Brother Colin. Another young man about Colin's age took off his hat far away.

Colin waved his hand.

The young man waved his hat in return excitedly, and then staggered away.

The others also subconsciously looked at Colin when they passed by, and if they knew each other, they would most likely say hello respectfully.

Word has spread.

Colin's world has completely changed.

Looking at those adoring eyes, Colin felt like a leader.

It's still at the bureau level.

He couldn't help but stand with his hands on his hands, and puffed up his belly.

Forget it, let's keep a low profile.

Ariel looked at the people's expressions: "That's probably what Erin wants." ”

"Flashy. Unimpressed, Colin turned and walked a few steps into the Mira clothing store next door.

It's not so much a clothing store as a mountain village mud house, and the furniture and walls are in tattered earthy yellow, which feels like an old movie before liberation.

Fortunately, the layout inside is quite neat, and the old clothes are sorted and stacked on the shelves.

An old woman with very small eyes, so thin that she couldn't even see the wrinkles clearly, was sitting at the counter, sewing patches for old clothes.

She's Mira, an old widow who runs here.

Mira spent the first 50 years of her life in Faro, because she had no children, and after her husband's death, relatives and neighbors began to worry about her possessions, and tried to bully her, insult her, and beg her to hurry up and divide her belongings.

In order not to be killed by those men, Yara abandoned the property and boarded a ship bound for the island of Åland with several bundles of worthless clothes on her back.

Although there is no shortage of vicious people on the Isle of Rail, they generally do not care about the victims' little money for their lives.

After all, we are all suffering.

In addition, there are many orphans here, and a poor old lady is more protected.

Mira rented a storefront from Mafia for half the money and began selling the clothes she had brought, which were old but warm enough and cheap.

Over time, everyone's clothes will be sold to Mira at a low price, and Mila will sew and repair them, and put them out for sale at a slight price, and this second-hand clothing store has been in business.

Of course, Mira didn't expect to make much money, she just wanted to live honestly.

Such a life is poor and tiring, but dignified.

That's why countless good people like Mira have chosen to settle down in Alan.

This barren place, which the Chamber of Commerce avoids, is their last living space.

At this moment, Mira saw Colin leaning in, and her hand shook, and the needle and thread fell to the ground.

"Lord Colin...... I've paid the fee...... Give Maffeia ......" Her presbyopia widened, apparently frightened.

Colin's impression that she had always been a kind grandmother, and that she occasionally made extra pancakes for Colin and Ariel, and he couldn't understand what Mira was afraid of right now.

Colin hurriedly raised his hand and said, "I know...... I just want to ......"

"Okay...... That...... I'll look for it again...... Let's see if there's any ......" Mira got up tremblingly on the counter, accidentally stepping on the freshly sewn clothes, but she was too nervous to look down to pick it up.

"No......," Colin leaned in to explain.

"Don't, Master Colin, I can't afford to toss here......" Mira quickly opened the drawer on the other side of the counter, rummaging anxiously and weakly through the small box, "I'm here...... There are only 40 fractions...... Leave me 5 points......"

Colin shook his head vigorously and walked over: "I'm not here to collect protection money, I just want you to help me keep an eye on the store." ”

"Ah......" Mira looked at Colin stunned, "I just fought so fiercely, I can't see and hear clearly, I thought that this street had changed hands again......"

"I won't care if you ask for money if it changes hands. Colin walked up to Mira, helped her close the drawer, and hugged her gently, "You've paid for pancakes for so many years." ”

"Great...... Mira stroked Colin's hair, her expression gradually soothing, "You're still the same Colin ......"

"Is that okay then?" Colin asked, looking up at the store, "take a look at the store for me, and don't let people in, and don't let people out." ”

"I tried my best. Mira raised her bamboo-like arms to show Colin, "But you know, I can't stop a mouse." ”

"Just warn them. Colin walked to the door of the shop, knocked on the door and smiled, "Besides, if someone comes to charge for it, you will say that it has been handed over to me, and let them find me." ”

"That'...... How much do you receive?" Mira rubbed her eyes and rummaged through her small tin box again.

"You've paid for it, pancakes!"

"Yes, yes......" Mira smirked as she knocked her head, "I'm confused." ”

This time, she laughed wrinkles.

It's cute, and it's distressing.

"I'll see you later, I might have to buy new clothes. Colin lifted his dirty shirt, "You know my size. ”

"Okay, well, I'm going to prepare the best. Mira put down the tin box, muttered something to work, and seemed to walk with much more strength.

Back on the street, Ariel looked back at the rotten wooden board sign at Mira's clothing store and sighed, "Grandma Mira's food in her life is probably not as valuable as a lunch in Castino." ”

"Well, not happy. Colin looked at the dirty streets, the sparse muddy floors, looked at the respectful eyes of the people, and sighed softly to himself, "The potential of production needs to be liberated." ”

"What language are you talking about?"

"I mean, people here can work together to create value, but now it's a mess. Colin gently rolled up his sleeves so that his arms could be exposed to the sun, "I will be happy first, and then bring others to be happy together, so that everyone here has something serious to do, as long as they are willing to work hard, they will be duly rewarded, and even an old widow can live out her old age in peace." ”

Ariel frowned when she heard this: "Why do you speak like a Cretan politician." ”

Indeed, now is not the time for empty words. Colin nodded, "Start the field trip right away." ”

Ariel suddenly bumped Colin on the shoulder and grinned, "But your serious look is so charming, husband." ”

"I wasn't very serious. Colin scolded with a red face.

"So you admit it's your husband?"

"Women's logic is terrible!"

On the way to the bazaar, Colin used a half-reminiscence and half-inquiry method to figure out the current situation of Isand Island.