"Master Allen, the guests are all in the bar and don't want to come out, why don't we put the bidding in the bar and sell it?" Windsor was out of breath and came running in small steps.

"Okay."

Alan nodded, the environment of the bar is very comfortable, it belongs to the high-end consumption places in Tomorrow Town, and it is also a good place to hold it there.

"Then I'll arrange it." After Windsor finished speaking, she turned around and left.

But Alan didn't let her run, and reached out to hold Windsor's little shoulder, "You rest, I'll tell the pigeons to spread the news." ”

Alan saw Windsor sweating profusely and couldn't bear to make her too tired.

Windsor didn't know what to say, so she lowered her head and wagged her tail to whisper thank you.

Alan hummed and whistled with his hand, a shrill whistle sounded, and a few seconds later a chubby white pigeon sprang out of a tree on the main road.

The pigeon fluttered and landed on Alan's shoulder, and the weight of the weight caused Alan to lean slightly to the right.

"How much does this pigeon eat, so fat?" Windsor looked at the shape of the pigeon in amazement, and it was the first time she had seen such a fat pigeon.

"I don't know how much it ate, since the expansion of the intelligence network, there is a need for a large number of pigeons everywhere, and I don't even know how much grain has been distributed during this period." Alan touched the pigeon's big fat head, took out the grain from his pocket, and whispered a few words.

The pigeon cooed in response, indicating that he understood.

"Goo!"

The fat pigeon shook its wings, and its fat body slowly rose like a bomber, but its body was too student, fluttering and fluttering and flying halfway, and even sinking.

Fortunately, it flew desperately in the second half of the race, holding its big belly and getting higher and higher.

"This pigeon flies so slowly, can it really get up to the task?" Windsor pressed her chest, calming down the heavy breathing from the run.

"You should be able to get the job done, after all, the pigeons in the town have a well-developed intelligence network." As soon as Alan finished speaking, the two watched the fat pigeon meet another skinny pigeon in the air.

"Goo-"

The fat pigeon flaps its wings desperately, as if asking the skinny pigeon to do something.

"Goo!" The skinny pigeon raised its head and seemed to agree.

……

By the time Alan and Windsor arrived at the Tomorrow Bar, there was already a circle of green uniforms outside the bar, and an open space had been cleared in the center of the bar, and the glass mirror merchandise was placed in the center of the bar, covered with a huge curtain to maintain a sense of mystery.

The greens were armed with flintlock pistols, their bodies as straight as spears, and their eyes scanned back and forth inside the bar to see if there were any reckless men who couldn't open their eyes.

With Alan's arrival, Ivan suddenly shouted, and all the musketeers took a hard step.

Except for a few musketeers who stayed inside to preside over the order, the other musketeers all stepped on the ground with a neat and loud sound, and they rushed out, lining up in two straight lines side by side in five seconds.

The musketeers took their positions and raised their muskets diagonally at forty-five degrees, as did the musketeers in the opposite row.

Two rows of bayonets clashed in the air, reflecting the glow of the afternoon sun.

Alan and Windsor walked through the special welcome ceremony of the musketeers and entered the side door next to the giant floor-to-ceiling windows, officially stepping into the interior of Tomorrow's Bar.

In Tomorrow's Bar, all the merchants from the out-of-town have their mouths wide open, and their hands are constantly touching the lion's beard, feeling very nervous.

"Alan Edward, the actual ruler of Tomorrow Town, the former human village chief of Datie Village, didn't expect to have such a majesty." Glick, a merchant in Wangcheng, held a goblet of ice red wine, and his pupils dilated.

He thought that Eren was just a human with a kind of wrist, but when Glick saw Eren pass through the musket battle, he seemed to see the majesty of King Lionheart's confident steps in his golden robe.

Of course, that was just Glick's imagination, and instead of wearing a golden robe, Alan was dressed in a very strange white dress.

Alan walked up to the stage and looked around the inside of the bar, where the cat-eared orcs had returned to stand guard in all corners of the bar, armed with muskets in hand.

Amid the stares of many lionmen, Windsor felt a little nervous.

This is the first time that Tomorrowtown has encountered merchants of this size, and among them there are not only the temptations of the nobles, but also the temptations of the king.

If the response is not good, maybe tomorrow towns across the country will ban trading with Tomorrow Town.

"What should I do, I forgot to help Master Allen write the opening script." Windsor looked at the silent occasion and wanted to speak up for Alan.

Alan was not stage frightened at all, and he smiled faintly after glancing around,

"We welcome foreign businessmen very much in Tomorrow Town, maybe everyone has doubts in their hearts, afraid of being suppressed by Lionheart City, I understand everyone's difficulties, and I understand ......"

Through a lot of nonsense, Alan opened his eyes and told nonsense, telling that Tomorrow Town is a town that belongs to Lionheart, and all kinds of business in the town are carried out within the rules of Lionheart, and there is no excess.

Then he said a bunch of cloudy things, such as under the leadership of King Lionheart, he will implement economic structure surveys, implement targeted poverty alleviation, implement social security, and implement anti-probation and clean government.

These words are inexplicable, but they feel very reasonable when they are savored.

The more the lions listened, the more confused they became, and they vaguely remembered where King Lionheart had not issued these decrees, and where Alan's words came from.

"Everyone is in a hurry, I won't talk nonsense, let's talk about today's new product, silver-plated glass mirror." Alan took a sip of water, stunned all the lionmen at the scene, and ordered someone to lift the huge black curtain of the glass mirror.

The black curtain was picked up by the musketeer's hand, and a glass-plated silver-plated mirror with a height of two meters and a length of eighty centimeters appeared in front of the orc.

The lion merchant was still pondering the suspicions in Allen's mouth, but who expected him to turn his words and twist to the new goods, and his subordinates were super executed, so they opened the black curtain without saying a word.

When the huge silver-plated mirrors appeared in front of the merchants, there were a row of five mirrors, and the five mirrors formed a mirror wall, reflecting most of the lion people in the mirrors.

"Why am I in there?" The lions were taken aback, and before they could turn their brains, they saw themselves appear in the mirror.

There are countless lion people in the mirror, and some of the lion people see themselves in the mirror, and the expression on his face is as surprised as he is, and he can't believe that he is in the mirror.

"It's such a realistic mirror, it turns out that my face is so black and yellow." Murray's mouth is wide enough to swallow two large eggs.

He put down his glass and touched his yellow face, which was the bronzed skin left by too much sun exposure in the Grand Port District.

"The mirrors at home are yellowed, and I didn't think about washing my face at all, and now I need to wash my face, otherwise I won't have the face to see people."

Murray didn't think his face was so yellow at all, and as an aristocrat who maintained a decent life, he thought it was necessary to whiten his face.