Chapter 11 It's Difficult
Byrne's face darkened when Foreman offered the 50,000 livre honorarium, but Charles agreed too quickly for him to stop it.
"Now that we've decided, let's split up!Gesen, how much rest do we have?"
"Twenty minutes to half an hour, if the hunter is cautious and hesitant when he sees this canyon, and does not immediately chase after him, we can rest a little longer. But the heavily armored knights of the Saxon Knights arrive in two hours at most, and they are not afraid of all dangers. ”
Bourne waved his hand, and several cavalry warriors dispersed, feeding the horses, feeding the horses, eating, and two of the warriors began to snore as soon as they lay down, ignoring the mud on the ground after the rain.
Gerson untied the musket behind his back, removed the wrapped linen cloth to reveal the metal body engraved with two smooth veins, and he took out a clean silk cloth and carefully and gently wiped it in preparation.
At this time, Foreman slowly came over with his two cronies, sneakily as if he had done something wrong.
Gesen....... The price I just said is not ...... Isn't it too little?" said Foreman, touching his beard and feeling a little embarrassed.
Gerson's eyes rolled, and his sea-blue eyes rolled to the top of his sockets, revealing a large whites of his eyes, "Do you know too little? He's the Count of Bayonne, do you know the price of the count......? Forget it, you don't understand this. ”
"I saw your gesture before I shouted the price, didn't you tell me that gesture was 50,000?" Foreman was also a little anxious, he stretched out his palm to learn from Gerson's appearance just now.
"That's right, I'm comparing it to you for 50,000, but I'm talking about 50,000 gold Louis, you fool you think it's Liver, is the Count of Bayonne's price measured in Liver?"
“.......”
"Fifty thousand gold louis, are you crazy Gesen? one gold louis is twenty livres, how can he have so much money.....
Foreman almost thought he had misheard, what was the Golden Louis? It was a gold coin with the portrait of King Louis, and one gold coin could be exchanged for twenty livres of silver, and one livrel could make a hearty meal for a few of them in a restaurant in Seville, or the kind with wine.
Foreman, while searching for the equipment of Charles' knights yesterday, found a money bag containing eighteen silver livres, forty-one small silver coins of Souler, and two silver egills worth five francs, with a total value of more than thirty livres.
This kind of harvest is not like armor, war horses and other trophies, which do not need to be handed over and then redistributed, Foreman was secretly happy to make a small fortune at that time, thinking that he could buy a lot of food for his mother in his hometown, and his two younger sisters should not starve this winter.
And the figure of 50,000 louis that Gesen is talking about now is a wealth that he cannot estimate at all.
Gerson stretched out a finger and pointed at the armor on Foreman and the others, "Do you think I'm crazy?
"I know this, the finest Greenwich plate armor is worth a hundred livres, this kind of Florence craftsman's finely forged plate chain composite armor...... It can be worth at least three hundred livres. Foreman patted the well-forged armor on his body, feeling smug from the bottom of his heart yesterday, which had been ripped off from Charles' men yesterday, and it was the first time in his life that he had worn such a high-end item.
"Snort!" Gerson laughed and said lightly: "Do you think this is the kind of ordinary chain armor that is about to be eliminated by the musket? This is the precision forged composite armor produced by the Florence Royal Workshop, and the forging process has been carefully blessed by the spiritual power forger, even if it is pressed against the chest by the musket, it cannot be pierced." ”
Gesen stretched out two fingers, "This kind of armor is at least two hundred gold louis, and that mentally handicapped count brought sixty knights and servants this time, all of which are this kind of finely forged composite armor." And their horses and weapons, don't you think he can get fifty thousand gold Louis?"
"Two hundred gold Louis, I ...... ......"
Forman stood up with a bang, groped his hands around the armor, and kept looking in circles at the side of the small canyon under his feet, and finally stomped his feet and scolded: "Damn, I lost a set of armor today, that's two hundred gold louis, even if I hand it over, I can get ......"
Foreman crossed his fingers and began to count, but he couldn't bend all ten fingers.
"I lost four hundred louis ......," the bronzed-faced "sailor" also muttered self-reproach, and tears flashed faintly in his eyes.
“............”
The "severed finger" who had two fingers off on his left hand said silently: "God tells us to learn to be grateful, we have already gained so much, what more can we ask for? What do we have to complain about? Isn't 50,000 livres enough? If I had one livr that year, I could buy twenty baguettes, my mother and sister would not starve to death, and I would not ......."
Foreman and the "sailor" immediately knelt on the ground, folded their hands reverently in front of their chests, and whispered: "Merciful God, forgive my greed..... Please forgive me for my sins....."
Gesen also slowly fell to his knees, put his hands on his chin and closed his eyes, lowered his head and was silent, not knowing what he was confessing.
Charles took out half a pocket of black bread, half of which was given to Bourne, the other half was soaked in water, and directly served to the big black horse Farman, half an hour of rest was too short, he had to let the big black horse recover his strength as soon as possible, and he would be a bait later, and a bait without speed was not called a bait, it was called a meat bun.
What are meat buns used for?
Specially fed to dogs, there are the kind that go and never return.
Byrne chewed a piece of dry, hard black bread and sat down three meters away from the Charles.
It was the first time he had sat down in front of Charles.
"I'm sorry, Lord Earl, please don't take what you said about the gratuity seriously, it's just a joke on their part. ”
"Bourne, the lives and reputations of nobles are not measured by money, don't force me to duel you!" Charles smiled indifferently and ate the last piece of white bread into his mouth.
"You are a different aristocrat, it turns out to be ...... And now too!"
Byrne was very pleased, after he found Charles yesterday, he felt that this Count Bayonne was very different from his mother's account, he was too shrewd, but now it seems that his mother is right, Lord Earl...... It's a bit silly.
It's always nice to be complimented on someone, and Charne, who was in a slightly better mood because he was being hunted down, "Byrne, what do you think of the nobles, and what are they like in your eyes?" I mean those...... A nobleman who is different from me....."
Byrne opened his mouth, not understanding what Charles meant, and then spoke after two minutes.
"Aristocrat..... Always ...... Noble ...... Majestic, I do not deny that there are many nobles who have noble virtues, such as you, Lord Earl. But more nobles, not as benevolent as you....."
"For example, Viscount Sewall, the former lord of Foreman, who was on the verge of bankruptcy a few years ago, but would still maintain his position and dignity, and he would hold a social banquet according to the custom, feasting his noble friends, and a banquet would consume a month's harvest of the entire estate, while his lords were starving....."
"Baron Tommiller, the former lord of the sailors, likes to sail and explore, in order to please the sea god, he will throw slaves into the sea alive as sacrifices, in order to change a new dress in line with his status, he will temporarily set up a name to raise taxes on his people, in order to send a fleet to the sea to find treasure, he will also temporarily raise taxes on the civilians in the territory, the sailor has told me before that his taxes will never be paid, he will always owe the lord's taxes........"
"The lord of the severed finger is a ...... Noble Earl, whenever he has a crush on a girl from a commoner's family, he will use his first night right at will, and then ruthlessly abandon them, and if that girl can please him, he will arrange for them to be maids in his castle, so that they can have a bite to eat......."
“........”
"Ahem, ahem, Byrne, don't talk about it, rest for a while......." Charles choked on the water, and he couldn't listen anymore.
Charles knew the truth that the early hawl rotted first, and he wanted to learn from Bourne's mouth about the difference between himself and other nobles, so that he could work hard to correct it in the future and make himself look like a "normal" aristocratic lord as much as possible, but now it seems that ...... It's very difficult!