After leaving the caravan's original base camp Bolim Territory, the originally smooth itinerary began to add a lot of trouble. Of course, these small troubles are not difficult to solve, but they take some time.

On the second day of entering Malkin's Collar, the caravan encountered the first tax card of his group. Paying taxes across the border is the common sense of Xida 6. This is also because the Malkin Territory, which is based on animal husbandry, is relatively vast and sparsely populated, so that after entering the country, he did not encounter a tax card at the first time.

It takes a lot of time to count the vehicle, negotiate the tax, and check the card. Naturally, karma affected the caravan's progress. Fortunately, the relationship between the Bolim family and the Malkin family is quite harmonious, and there is no difficulty in the inspection of the main body of the caravan.

However, for the small caravans that followed the Boleum caravan in search of safety, the soldiers under the tax collector were not so polite. The Boreham caravanserais, which had already been checkpointed, had to stop for a moment and wait for these "little ones" - in any case, the small caravans that were attached to them had paid protection money, and since they had received the money, of course, they had to be protected according to the pre-agreement. Leaving them alone on the road to ruin their reputation, the Boreham Chamber of Commerce can't do it.

"I can finally sit down for a while. In the past two days, both of my legs have been a little weak. Bena, who was leaning on the carriage, stretched out her hand and began to knead her legs. Although it is separated by a thick hunting suit, this slender and plump leg shape is revealed under Bena's own kneading.

Mario, who stayed in the carriage with Barrett today, squirmed a little and came to the Ranger's side. I saw him ask with a shy face and concern: "Bena! Do you want me to give you a massage? In reality, I have passed the Level 1 massage technician qualification, and my skills in this area are very good. ”

"Did you specialize in this?" Bena first glanced at Mario's face with a hesitant gaze, and withdrew her hands as if she was about to nod in agreement.

But in the blink of an eye, the finger reached Mario's waist with lightning speed. After pinching the soft flesh of Mario's waist fiercely, there was a big rotation of one hundred and eighty degrees: "You big ** actually want to take advantage of me in front of so many people?" ”

Mario, who turned hideous for a while, can be said to be in pain and happy. Although the pain on the ** makes people gnash their teeth, the joy of the soul makes him feel like he is able to see the moon - it's not good in front of so many people, so when there are not so many people, is it okay!

On the contrary, it was the spirit parrot who muttered in his heart at this time: "Level 1 massage technician qualification? Is there really anyone invited for the enjoyment-type skill of the massage technician qualification to be less than level 8? I didn't expect Mario to be such an unreliable guy in reality, so let's remind Bena when the two of them are alone! You can't make such an unreliable man in life. ’

In most cases, this kind of thing is to relieve the pain, and in this regard, the level of machinery can be said to crush the vast majority of human beings. In addition, it is neither irreplaceable like manufacturing, nor as innovative as food. Naturally, the situation of the massage therapist is really worrying.

As for the level 8 massage therapist, why is there a market? Purely because some wealthy people want to enjoy being served. Although the gap between the skills below level 8 is not large, it is not enough to force the level when there are many people. If you can afford this price, you can't afford it, but if you can't afford it, you still have to choose high-quality and inexpensive medical equipment.

Mario definitely didn't expect that his words just now would add a lot of suffering and twists and turns to his future emotional path. If he knew what the parrot was thinking, he would have regretted his death by now. For the sake of a momentary rapidity, he brought himself such a big trouble.

Regardless of the changes in the hearts of the players in the carriage, for the tax collectors and the big soldiers who are out in the wind and sun, compared to the big guys like the Boreham Chamber of Commerce, those small caravans with poor backgrounds are the best source of their own small coffers (in fact, the Billham caravans usually give some symbolic benefits to these people for their own considerations).

Fortunately, these caravans are not running out of business once or twice, and they are no longer surprised by the unspoken rules on this big 6. Although it is not easy to deal with these difficult imps, it is quite experienced.

An expression, a look, and more importantly, a pair of hands on a cloth pocket, back and forth between the caravan leader and the tax officer. It's more like two businessmen haggling than blackmail.

However, it usually takes about three to four minutes for the "road money" between the two parties to be negotiated. It's not a lot of time wasted for a single caravan. Unfortunately, there was more than one small caravan on the road after the Boreham caravan, and the wait was especially long when you counted the time for customs clearance.

Now that the caravan had stopped in its footsteps and was in a brief rest, the scouts scattered in all directions naturally gained the same respite. Barrett seemed to be bored at this time, and seemed to be starting to think about his next plan.

In fact, this kind of thing happens almost every day when Barrett is free. Although the backbone of the road has long been formulated, there is still a lot of scrutiny in the details to fill in the gaps.

"At present, the first priority is to protect the caravan mission and make up for the original family contributions. But this time I went to the Northland, and I had to find a way to bring some private goods south. Otherwise, I always feel that it is too much of a loss. Barrett, who had the straw in his mouth a few days ago, sighed, "I was in a bit of a hurry when I was in Karada before, and I might be able to find a suitable trade item in a few more days!" ”

As the guard of the caravan, it is naturally impossible to carry any large items as his own yellow croaker. If it occupies the normal cargo space and weight of the caravan, you will wait to be kicked out and find another home!

Therefore, the size is small and the weight is not large, but the items with high quality and price can be selected. There aren't many of them, but they don't seem to be small. But if you also count the difference between Boreham's territory and the Northlands to make a profit, it's not that much.

At that time, Barrett and others had just arrived in Poitu City, and they were not familiar with the place, and it was not easy to find a suitable purchase channel in a short time. What's more, these goods themselves are rich in high profits, and in most cases, they are regarded by major chambers of commerce. Occasionally, a little soup leaks from their fingers, and most of them are preemptively booked by some related households. Where is it the turn to get a newcomer like Barrett.

"After thinking about it, I still didn't think there was anything good! The purchase channels in the north many years ago are now gone, like the city of Poitou. Even if it were, the location or code of the joint would have changed a long time ago. Barrett really thinks there are some things that just get more annoying the more he thinks about them, "Damn! It's just that if you want to make a little money along the way, why is it so difficult! ”

Just when someone had a headache, the horn of the caravan was sounded again. Barrett, who had something to do, finally put his boredom behind for a while - dedication to work is the foundation of a person's success.

The ensuing days in Malkin's territory were so uneventful. Boreham led the caravan from the lead steward to the end, and most of the work was on this trade road for many years. Dealing with the administrative staff in those territories can be said to be very orderly.

When entering the town, showing proof of tax payment and a few silver coins will naturally save you a lot of trouble. What's more important is that the efficiency of coping with errands and doing things with heart is very different.

Not all caravans pay their taxes on the tax card. Some guys would rather choose to go in the wilderness with no road than find a way to avoid their tax responsibilities. So every town in the Malkin Territory has such an inspector.

It is not to detect how many profiteers are evading taxes, but to increase their operating costs. Not being able to get close to the town for supplies, and being far away from the established roads, will affect the ultimate profit of the entire caravan. And that's not even counting the potential risk of being out of the military's radiation range and increasing in danger.

Over time, when these additional costs are greater than taxes, the vast majority of people who originally wanted to save money will naturally choose to pay taxes obediently and stay away from the life of stealing chickens and dogs.

Therefore, no matter which caravan wants to make its journey fast and stable in the Malkin's territory, it must deal well with the officials who are reviewing. At this time, it is often not as effective as the policy of softness.

Of course, this situation is also a plan adopted by Malkin, a territory with a vast territory where no matter how many soldiers can't see the border to death. For example, the Boreham Territory only needs to keep an eye on the most important ports and several major freight nodes in the territory. The rest of the drizzle leaked and leaked, and it didn't hurt the deep-pocketed Boreham collar.

The blood-stained gray flowers that crossed the sentry post into the town only appeared before the Malkins had a bold atmosphere unique to the steppe people, and the beef and mutton they cooked also dazzled the players.

The townspeople were well prepared for the caravans, slaughtering cattle and sheep, cutting pieces of meat, and removing bones.

A heavy, thick cattle slaughtering knife is strong, simple, and vigorous under the swing of his arms, full of strength and health (think of Billy Harrington's face the wall). The other curved and thin meat dissolving knife is driven by the user's dexterous wrist to fly like a butterfly through flowers, with a different kind of agility in the flashing and jumping knife light.

The freshly cut meat slices are neatly stacked on the cutting board, one by one. You can't get a panoramic view, but you can see it from the top one. The cut is like a piece of polished marble, or like a little frost on the red dust - both the flesh itself and the knife work of these people need to be of a certain level to be able to provide a beautiful view.

Smeared with rose-colored sea salt, it was slightly grilled on a charcoal fire, and the "sizzle" sound of the meat juice flowing reached the ears of Barrett and others. Mario subconsciously pressed the spear on his back: "When can I use their weapons like that, it can be regarded as satisfying." Of course, it would be better if it could be replaced with a handsome sword instead of a spear. ”

"Then you should step up your practice while you have time on the road! No matter what kind of weapon it is, the main thing in the early and middle stages is to be familiar with it. Barrett, who suddenly appeared behind Mario, patted him on the shoulder: "Don't look at those who kill cattle and sheep so neatly, if it is a one-on-one situation, eighty percent is not your opponent." After all, they specialize in what they do with meat. ”

Mario let go of his palm pressed on the spear and nodded, "You're right, I should take advantage of these times to practice more." The stupid bird flies first is the right way! It's been a bit slacking off a bit these days. ”

"Let's not talk about that, now let's feel the enthusiasm of the Malkin leaders! Delicious steak I'm coming. Noodle glared at Barrett and Mario with the look that seemed to be a big sight. Then he threw his two companions behind, threw himself at the boiling table in front of him, pointed to a piece of beef rib eye, and asked, "Boss, what is the price of this steak?" ”

The satisfaction expressed by the noodles when the gold coin steak was paid for was immediately infected by all the diners present. The expression of happiness that is self-contained is truly moving.

"Does this really smell that amazing?" After forking a chop into his mouth, Mario stopped commenting on it. But the silence at this time was the best refutation of what he had just said.

Feeling the softness of the tongue and enjoying the cheers and jumps of the taste buds, Barrett felt happy but also greedy and said, "If you can mature at a constant temperature for enough time, the taste will definitely be able to go to the next level." Forget it, I'll say anything unrealistic......"

Although the road conditions were bad, with such a delicious reward as a reward, the morale of the caravan was suddenly raised to the peak. According to what Barrett later learned, such fancy barbecues seem to have become a repertoire for Boreham caravans as they travel north.

In this way, I walked for another four whole days, inspired by the food, and the journey was relatively peaceful, at least I did not encounter bandits or thieves or anything like that. On the contrary, many towns along the way need to go through the process of unloading, loading, sorting, and then going out. More importantly, this is not a simple repetitive operation, each of the required goods has a certain difference, and the goods that are worth buying need to be carefully selected.

This qiē is absolutely difficult to accomplish without a person at the helm who has good experience and ability. Barrett asked himself if he had the ability to grasp all these details. The professional knowledge accumulated over the years is not so easy to be replaced.

At the same time, the process of trading along the way is really a vivid lesson for the players - don't think that the aborigines are just crushing the players with their combat power and intelligence superiority - their intelligence level is no different from that of ordinary players, and the best of them may be better.

In the meantime, the dwarves have become accustomed to life reversed day and night, and the advantage of dark vision in vigil is unquestionable. The scout journey of the two riders is also uneventful, which makes thrill-hungry players feel as if something is missing.

"What a rarity! Malkin's collar is still so peaceful! Waxman rode his foal behind the Caravan of the Bloodstained Greyflower Squad. He's chatting with his new friends right now.

Barrett asked with some confusion: "Waxman, are you exaggerating a little?" Have you been attacked here in the past? ”

The security of the Malkin Territory is not as good as that of the Bolham Territory, although there is a public opinion in the kingdom. But as a prince in a kingdom who has advanced the comprehensive strength test, his ability to control the territory should not be too bad. And the fellows of the caravan who have been here and there as usual feel strange about the calm days of the past few days, it is inevitable that people will feel that something is wrong.

Feeling that his words were being doubted, Waxman immediately retorted loudly: "Exaggerated? This is not an exaggeration at all. If you don't believe me, go to the caravan and ask anyone. The time we went north from Malkin, we didn't have to deal with those damn horse thieves a few times. ”

The vast grassland-like environment itself is an excellent pasture, which not only brings a good animal husbandry environment, but also breeds those who come and go like the wind. Relying on the high mobility of horses, these guys are far more difficult than ordinary bandits.

"It's so strict? Did Lord Marquis Malkin just let the other party plunder the caravan? That would be too bad for the reputation of the territory! After a long time, which caravan will choose Malkin's collar as a route? Before Barrett could say anything, the noodles behind him were the first to speak because of what Wexman had just said.

'The cavalry led by Malkin was also known as a powerful force in the kingdom. As for the problem of the horse thief lurking, hiring a prophet mage would solve it. I don't believe the Marquis will fail to do that. That means there's something in there...... ' wrinkles slowly crept up on Barrett's forehead.

Sure enough, Waxman said what had been circulating in the Boreham Chamber of Commerce for many years: "If all the horse thieves are killed, how many people will be left to honestly pay taxes to Lord Marquis Malkin!" I'm afraid that at that time, the number of businessmen who left the main roads and the tax inspection team played hide-and-seek at least more than doubled. Do you think that in such a situation, the Marquis will kill those horse thieves? And those horse thieves seem to understand this, and they don't attack the town to stimulate the Marquis of Malkin's bottom line. ”

"If that were the case, wouldn't these horse thieves be impersonated by the Marquis's soldiers?" Noodle suddenly asked excitedly, as if he felt that he had found some clues that could be dug deeper.

Perhaps in his eyes, this is the beginning of another story mission, and the members of the Bloodstained Gray Flower Squad will be able to shine as much as they did during the Karada period.

It's a pity that Waxman's next words immediately poured a basin of cold water on the noodles: "If it was really Count Valkin's subordinates pretending, it would have been known to everyone by the Church of the Just Lord." Not many people would do something like this that would easily get caught in the foot. It is precisely because they have to resort to this roundabout method against those caravans that evade taxes. ”

In a world with the forces of nature, it is far more difficult to hide the truth of a matter than it is in reality. Not to mention the exploration of the Divine Mansion, the prophecy spells of the mages alone are enough for some people to eat a pot. What's more, the number of people involved in disguising themselves as bandits with the army is not one or two, and it is even more difficult not to expose it completely.

The key here is with whether anyone has noticed this possibility. It's like a food safety problem in a certain period, and there is nothing to hide under the targeted inspection. But before an accident, who would pay attention to ingredients that should not be in food in the first place?

And there are so many guys in this world who are staring at Marquis Malkin! Whether it is the city-state on the other side of the border, the cult aimed at turmoil, or the Kingdom of Lucia, the sworn enemy of the Norhan Kingdom, they will not miss such an opportunity - countless food safety problems in the old era were exposed by the manufacturer's own competitors.

So many times the lords have to choose some methods to solve the problem, in order to prevent their hands from getting dirty. Because at this time, even white gloves are not safe.

Just as Wexman, Barrett and the others were arguing about the attack, a dusty rider hurriedly rode into the camp: "Front, the road ahead is blocked. It seems that horse thieves are blocking the way. ”

Wexman is like a victorious general, raising his nose high. The fellow didn't seem to be worried about the horse thieves blocking the road, and it looked like he was sure of anything: "I'll just say I'm going to meet these guys!" You didn't believe it before......"

"That's really what it's about! Wexman, go ahead and arm yourself first! You can't just see the enemy like this. Barrett was in no mood to hang out with someone, but he rolled over and got out of the car and shouted to his companions who were still in the carriage, "It's time to get to work, guys!" ”

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