Mu Yan was glad that he came to the winery first.

Because the streets of Hosdi have a total of 20 rings from the inside to the outside, the farther you go, the cheaper the skin, so most of the warehouses, cellars, etc. are on the periphery, and similarly, the prices of goods in these places are not very exaggerated.

But this Carbola winery is different, a bottle of red wine in this hellish place costs 50 gold coins! He had a total of 170 gold coins on him, and another 100 from Uno, which meant that he could only buy three bottles of red wine.

And that's just the average condition.

Although he didn't understand alcohol, he discovered a simple pattern. Obviously, the further you go down the cellar, the less wine you have in a closet and the more expensive it becomes. And the bottle that Glazer drank in front of him was four bottles in a closet, and there was also a temperature change circle around it.

He didn't have the courage to ask the price, so he turned around and left.

Mu Yan estimated that the bakery near the center of Hosty might be more expensive, so he simply went directly to Twelfth Street.

……

The Shining Gold Coin is the largest building in the area, with a gold-encrusted sign hanging at the doorway, and a heavy wooden door with bold words reading "Money bags can be picked up if they are dropped, but their heads won't" to warn those who try to rob.

Pushing the door in, he felt a faint sensation sweep over him, hesitated for a moment, and then shrank back.

"Shamu,"

"Level 70."

The database apparently understood what he was going to ask, and had learned to answer it.

"Thank you."

He was in a large hall, divided by a wall with a counter in the lower part and a wooden grille in the upper part with a small window on it. The floor is translucent, and through the floor you can see the endless sea of gold coins below, and the chandelier overhead hits the gold coins and reflects them around, making the interior look resplendent with gold.

He saw a window with no queues and a green-skinned creature dozing in it.

This was the first time he had seen an inhuman race in the three months since he had come to Heru. The other is about the same size as the dwarf but is somewhat thin, and has dark green skin. Their ears are ridiculously long, even more exaggerated than elves, but they don't dare to compliment their appearance.

Mu Yan walked over and lightly buckled it on the counter.

"Hello, excuse me, I'm looking for Mr. Moraby."

The other party was woken up and seemed a little upset.

"What? Mr? "His voice was high-pitched, and he spoke surprisingly fast." Someone else called Mr. Fat Pig? ”

With that, he turned around and shouted inside, "Fat Bi! Your business—"

As soon as the words fell, a bloated body rushed out at an extremely fast speed.

"Who?" Morabi stared blankly at Mu Yan, with saliva on his lips that he hadn't had time to wipe.

"Actually, I'm here to get the gold." Mu Yan took out the piece of paper. "Do you remember this?"

"Take the coins?"

Morabi took the paper on which the apple was drawn, looked at it carefully, rubbed his eyes as if he wasn't sure, and looked at it again before putting it into his baggy pants.

"Come in."

He snapped his fingers, and Mu Yan was pushed in by a strong force.

"Huh?" He looked back at the intact counters and wooden fences.

"Don't look at it, it's just an illusion." Morabi explained without looking back. "From the moment you come in."

Mu Yan looked around with some confusion.

"Xia Mu, was that perception his just now?"

"There is not enough information to judge."

……

The room was filled with the smell of sweat, and the half-human height Morabi climbed up a high stool, barely at eye level with Mu Yan.

"Where did you get this paper?" He raised the paper in his hand with a strange expression.

"An old man gave it to me."

"Did he say anything else?"

"Nope." Mu Yan shook his head, "I only said that I would come to you if I was short of gold coins." ”

Morabi stared at him for a long time, as if judging whether it was true or false. After a while, he rolled the paper into a ball with his hands and feet, and a fire rose from his fingertips.

Then Mu Yan watched him take out a green apple from the ashes and smoke as if he were juggling, and split it into two halves with a stroke of his hand. The inside of the apple was empty, and there was a golden key hidden.

"The one who asked you to come called?" Morabi picked the key and spun it around.

"Glazer." Mu Yan read out the name on the paper without hesitation, and he felt that the other party was a little mentally retarded in this question.

"Then it's yours." As soon as he raised his hand, the key was thrown into Mu Yan's hand.

“…… What about the box? Mu Yan asked in surprise. You can't just have a key, right? ”

Morabi smiled disdainfully.

"What do you think this is? It's not a key, it's a token. ”

"Tokens?"

"That's right, token." He raised his hand and swiped a few random times, and a translucent map appeared in the air, marked with a few red dots.

"This is Sweet's bakery, here's Carboley's winery, here's Mika's dessert shop, these are the properties of Lord Glazer."

With that, he raised his chin at someone who was stunned.

"Hey, Oriental, it's been a long time, Lord Glazer, is he okay now, and does he still like desserts so much?"

"Probably...... It's okay. ”

Mu Yan came back to his senses and hurriedly asked him:

"You say it's his inheritance?"

"That's right." Morabi nodded. "Lord Glazer came to Hosti more than thirty years ago? The "Twilight Chronicles" you are reading now Chapter 25 Business tycoon Glazer is only half a chapter, to see the full version, please search Baidu: (Ice + Thunder + Chinese + Text) After entering, search again: Twilight Chronicles

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