Jair swam quickly in the sea with his tail fin, his tail fin was in the forefront of the entire tribe, the tail fin was even stronger and more advantageous, and no one in the whole tribe was faster than him.

In the distance, it is already possible to see the complex in the middle of the kelp, and today he has a special task.

Carefully putting on the seaweed hat on his back, Jer lowered his speed and swam at a normal speed, and soon he met other mermaids, today is the day of the market, today a temporary market will be opened in the middle of the kelp, they have been buying all kinds of supplies from outside caravans at a very low price for a month, and then selling them to his small tribe at three times the market price in the past two days.

In addition to tribal accidents, there will also be some homeless people, who will come in exchange for some sea rice, of course, those will be more expensive or even quadruple possible, and he is playing a homeless person today, and the seaweed department has completely banned entering the middle of the kelp.

The closer you get to the middle of the kelp, the more mermaids there are, most of them in groups, and there are very few displaced people, too, four times the price difference, unless it is something urgently needed, otherwise there will be no displaced people who will empty their homes to buy things here.

"Hi bro"

Just when Jerle was constantly thinking about how to complete the task given to him by the chief, a hand slapped on his shoulder, and he rushed out in fright, turning his head vigilantly, and what came into his eyes was a guy with a frightened face, with sharp edges and corners, and the muscles all over his body looked similar to the captain, and there was a scar on the tail fin, starting from the waist to the end, very hideous, I really don't know what danger this guy encountered to leave such a big scar, and how to survive.

"I said, brother, you don't react so much, do you. ”

The man spoke again after a brief moment of consternation.

"I'm sorry, I was confused by things. ”

Jerle opened his mouth apologetically, he really overreacted just now.

"It's okay, my name is Cleveland, where are you from, brother?"

The strong man didn't care about anything, and laughed.

"Jer"

Because there was something important to do, Jer'er didn't dare to say anything.

"Did Brother Jer come here today to buy and sell things?"

Cleveland didn't notice this, but exchanged pleasantly while taking down the huge package from his back

"Brother Jer, you see if there is anything you like, the market price is eight percent, every time you go to the middle of the kelp, you have to be knocked hard, those vampires can do anything for money. ”

Cleveland cursed under his breath as he opened his package, which contained a lot of things, but to his surprise, Jair saw three complete knifefish skins on it, and he knew the fierceness of the knifefish, where did this guy get the three knifefish skins, and they all looked like they had been recently peeled off.

"What tribe are you from?"

"Outcasts, where's Brother Jer?"

"Outcasts?"

This time, it was Jeer who was surprised, according to reason, the homeless could not be the opponent of the swordfish at all, this is not determined by the number alone, and the guy in front of him looked very strong, giving him a strong feeling, this kind of person turned out to be a homeless, how could it be.

"Hehe, I'm indeed an outcast, but I'm still a little strong. ”

Cleveland smiled, with a simple look, not all homeless people are the kind of emaciated guys, and there are very few people who are strong, and Jolar, who assassinated Connors, is also an outcast, but he is a top handful in terms of strength and wealth, but it's a pity that he met Avrilne, who is a magician, is not an order of magnitude at all.

It's clear that this guy named Cleveland is a real powerhouse.

"What's Yang, are you interested in these things?"

Cleveland said, pointing to the contents of the package.

Jerle shook his head, although there were a lot of good things, but he wasn't here to buy things.

"That's a shame"

Clevela shook his head regretfully, there was no trading market around at all, all of them were monopolized by the middle of the kelp, and on weekdays he could trade things with some small tribes, most of them were sea rice and the like, and he would come when he met a meeting in the middle of the kelp, but he could only sell it to the middle of the kelp, and he was directly reduced by half.

The small tribe will not buy his things, because these are all things that the tribe can get by themselves, their gold scales are mainly used for sea rice, magic fertilizer, exorcism powder and other things, these are things that he can't get, and most of the homeless people are for survival, so the money on their bodies will only be used for survival necessities such as sea rice or fish meat, which are also what he needs, and only those strong homeless people will have spare money to buy other things, such as knife fish skin and bones.

Alone and seemingly skilled, Győr is naturally his potential customer, but unfortunately not interested in his stuff.

He's been staying for a while, but he hasn't sold anything yet, and it seems that he is about to be slashed in the middle of the kelp again, and the other party's face is really bad when he thinks about it.

"Let's go together. ”

Cleveland suggested that nothing had been sold in the morning, and no one would ask for it, so go straight to the market in the middle of the kelp.

Jell wanted to refuse, but thinking that if he was alone, he might be recognized, and maybe the situation would be better with this Cleveland, so he nodded and agreed.

In less than ten minutes, the two of them came to the trading place in the middle of the kelp, rows of shops stood on both sides of the street, there were also some small stalls, all the bustling were mermaids, and there was only one market once a month so that all the small tribes in the middle of the kelp came.

Heavily armed creatures can be seen swimming above the sea at any given moment, merciless if anyone dares to mess with their harpoons.

"Brother Jer, what do you want to buy, I know that there is a store that has good searice, and there are fewer fakes. ”

Cleveland is a veteran here, he knows a certain amount of about the shops, and he has a bit of a conscience to sell things on the Hatta at the end of the street, for example, some of the searice is pretty good, and he has what he needs.

"Row"

Jer's words were concise and to the point, and at the same time he was wondering how to get the contents of the small fishskin bag in his arms in the right place, which was the main purpose of his trip.

So far, I don't have a clue at all, so I can only watch and do it first.

The two of them kept shuttling among the merfolk until they came to the shop that Cleveland was talking about

"Small Kelp Shop"

A few gray-edged hatamu characters were engraved on the sign, and the bottom was written the business scope of the small shop, sea rice, weapons, and potions, all of which were just a small shop, but the abundance of the things it contained exceeded the needs of ordinary small tribes.

"Cleveland, here we go again. ”

As soon as he walked in, a guy with a big belly wearing a fishskin hat came out, his face full of red light.

These three days of the month Angus are the happiest days for Angus, the daily flow of gold scales in the store is as high as ten, or even more, and the cost is removed and you can probably earn seven gold scales, but you have to pay taxes, you have to pay three gold scales every day for these three days, and you have to laugh at some little hooligans, as well as various officials, these three days together can get up to five coins, which is enough for ordinary Hatamu people, but he has three wives, and two children, and the eldest wife is pregnant again, so the money is always not enough.

The merchants in the middle of the kelp like to be shoddy, hoarding good sea rice and then selling it to the people in the middle of the country, as long as they can get through the officials, this is all this work, although he also does it, but not much, for which he has received a lot of ridicule.

But he still does his own thing, of course it's not that he is kind, he has his own plans

"It's all a bunch of fools, good rice and poor rice, others can see at a glance, they won't buy yours if you have more fakes, they all like to come to me when I have less fakes, the small tribe is a group of illiterate guys, they know a little bit about numbers, they don't know at all, they earn more than you, and they have a good reputation. ”

In his early years as an apprentice in the big tribe, he was proficient in arithmetic, and he originally thought that arithmetic could only manage the account book in the future, and it was useless until he once miscalculated the money, and the other party didn't know it at all, so he earned an extra silver scale for nothing, and he realized that arithmetic was so useful.

This one is out of control.

This is his secret, and no one knows it! If Connors was there, he would have discovered that the ledger that had left him almost speechless before was made with this shop.

This guy looks harmless to humans and animals, and secretly doesn't know how many mermaids' hard-earned money he has stolen, and how many people will not have enough to eat if he secretly changes a few numbers.

"Angus, do you want these knifefish skins and knifefish bones?"

Cleveland opened the package behind him, blue-gray swordfish skin, this thing is very versatile, can be used as tough clothes or attached to the shield as armor, of course, it is also a material that can be engraved with magic, knifefish bones have only one function, that is, toughness, many harpoons are made of knife fish bones.

"The skin of an adult swordfish is so intact that it's almost fatal in one hit, Cleveland, you're really powerful. ”

Angus praised without hesitation, although this guy has a bad brain, but the means are real, killing three swordfish in a month, the fierceness of the knifefish is almost comparable to a one-meter monster, and ordinary hatamu fishermen will only try their best to kill one when they are ready to be a formal fisherman.

It's rare for someone like Cleveland to keep an eye on the swordfish.

However, he also spent a lot of money to find out some news about why this guy took such a big risk.

"Hehe, with this, I'll see how you turn over. ”

Although Angus kept touching the skin of the swordfish with his hand, he was thinking about something else entirely.