Judging from the market, the Banshee Castle ruled by the Fils family is indeed a fierce rival. Compared to other towns, the markets here are more vibrant, the flow of commerce is more frequent, and the lives of the residents are more promising. Even if you are at the bottom of the society, you can have something to eat.

Walking through the streets of the market and lingering in the shops, you can clearly feel the benefits of active business. According to the 'siphon effect', supplies and personnel from the Northland are converging towards the Banshee Fortress. Little Fils, who is presiding over the current situation, is scolded as a 'vampire' by various families.

Although in Zhou Qingfeng's view, the circulation here is not large enough, the efficiency is low, and the price of goods is very expensive. But in the eyes of others, it is completely different, and it can already be called prosperous.

"Mr. Dantès."

Zhou Qingfeng walked around the street, but he was still not satisfied with the purchase volume. Suddenly, he heard someone calling out to him, and his eyes searched, and several people on the other side were greeting him—the young apprentices he had seen at Roma's house.

"Hello, Bobby. Ah....., Schultz, Raman, you're there too. These are ......, can you introduce them? Zhou Qingfeng stepped forward to respond very familiarly, and talked with these peers with a smile.

The other party also took the servants to go shopping, and the things they purchased were all ordinary magic materials, most of which were related to alchemy. Schultz, who was in the lead, introduced each other and winked at the others.

The other young people were suddenly much more enthusiastic, and Zhou Qingfeng felt that he was probably too generous last time, and he was seen as a Kaizi. He hurriedly asked, "Aren't you going to Master Roma's to attend classes?" ”

Several young people immediately complained, 'A class costs five gold coins', 'Master Roma has officially joined the wizarding group of the Banshee Castle', 'I'm afraid he won't have time to teach us anymore', 'Other official wizard classes are more expensive'.

After listening to a few words, Zhou Qingfeng confirmed that the young people in front of him were from the middle class who 'had a good family background, but not good enough'. Compared to Rohm, who could afford to listen to a hundred gold coins per lesson, it was very difficult for them to listen to the hardware lessons.

Wizards are an extremely elite group, historically few in number. For example, there are only a dozen wizards in Cold Wind City, and there are eight schools of people at this point. Fabro was among them, stunned as a 'chief alchemist'.

The wizarding group of Banshee Castle is stronger, but the official wizards are only in their thirties. In comparison, the guards in the city numbered in the hundreds, and the official knights numbered more than one hundred and fifty.

Under the official wizards, there are also a large number of ordinary people who aspire to become wizards but cannot get them. These people are not necessarily unqualified, but they are limited by the financial resources to acquire expensive knowledge - wizards are a closed group, proud and xenophobic.

Zhou Qingfeng has been providing cheap knowledge in Harmony Village, but no matter how hard he tries, he can't conjure up a middle class out of thin air. The frustrated young people in front of him provided him with another way of thinking...... talent introduction.

"It's noon, have you eaten?" Zhou Qingfeng likes to let people take advantage of him, "I'm just hungry, why don't we find a place to sit down and talk slowly?" ”

Several young people suddenly laughed from ear to ear, and one of them even had a rumbling stomach on the spot, making a hungry belly. They are actually much worse than Zhou Qingfeng guessed - in order to study, many people have no money to eat.

Northland is poor, but the cost of living is unusually high.

Seeing the benevolent Uncle Zhou, several young people were like seeing a savior. They were full of resentment and anguish, and they were weak to speak, but in the blink of an eye, they all led the way with joy, and led the 'big money' to the best tavern in the bazaar.

When Zhou Qingfeng saw this posture, where would he not understand? He simply asked, "Is there anyone else willing to come to dinner?" I'm the one who likes to make friends the most, and I'm happiest if you have other friends who introduce me to me. ”

"Really?" Someone was surprised and asked, "Can you call as many as you want?" I also have a few friends who stay in a nearby hotel. They ......, they haven't eaten yet. ”

As for being so miserable?

The people who came out to study these years must not be low-level civilians, and they won't even be able to eat?

Zhou Qingfeng really overestimated the economic ability of these foreign apprentices. But when he let his words out, naturally there was no reason to take it back, so he nodded and smiled: "You can come as much as you want, I'll take care of the food." ”

"Then I'll call someone." The one who opened his mouth turned his head and ran, he was afraid that Zhou Qingfeng would regret it, and shouted loudly: "You wait a while, I'll be back immediately." ”

Zhou Qingfeng was happy, and found that several people next to him also showed thoughtful expressions. He suddenly felt bad in his heart......

Sure enough, someone asked, "Your Excellency Dantès, can I also go and call a few friends?" They are all very nice young people, and everyone has come to the Banshee Castle to look for work, and they want to make some money to make friends with the nobles of high society.

It's just that the times are bad now, and the Northland is a bit chaotic. The aristocrats, who had been fond of holding salons and parties, turned their attention to other things. ”

War is about to start, and only people like Roma who can bring immediate benefits will be welcomed. A group of 'waste wood' who can't do anything and have to lose money are naturally not welcomed.

Zhou Qingfeng suddenly asked, "How many people are like you?" ”

"There are always dozens." Someone said.

This number was immediately refuted, "There are more than dozens of them, and I know more than that." The total number of people must be in the hundreds, maybe more. ”

As soon as the number of 'hundreds' was said, some people stared, for fear of scaring away the 'big money' who paid the money. Zhou Qingfeng also shook his head slightly, "It's really a bit troublesome if there are hundreds of people, and the tavern on this street will definitely not be able to sit down." ”

Hahaha...... everyone could only hide their embarrassment with laughter. After all, their group is currently in a situation of 'uncle doesn't hurt, grandma doesn't love', and they can't even eat when they run around.

"No matter what, let's wrap this tavern first. Let the owner of the tavern bring all the food and drink to the table, and I'll treat you to a meal first. ”

Zhou Qingfeng led the team, and it has always been to unite people's hearts first. Eating now is what people want. He said that he was going to charter the tavern, and several young people finally put their minds at ease. They also expressed their willingness to call friends and bring more people to dinner.

In the end, only Zhou Qingfeng walked into the tavern first, took out a dozen gold coins and said that he wanted to charter the venue, and the wine and food were ready.

The tavern owner was a sturdy half-orc, and asked Zhou Qingfeng who he wanted to invite to dinner? When he learned that the visitors were young students who were too poor to eat, he sneered and laughed......

"Those guys can't do heavy work with their shelves, and they don't get the appreciation of the nobles of the city. What's the use of inviting them to eat, they will definitely die. ”

Zhou Qingfeng sat down in front of the bar with a big grin, grinning at the ugly head of the half-orc, "With your wisdom, if you can figure this out, you won't stay here and run a bar."

What a rare opportunity. How could this group of people be crowded in for me to choose from? Of the more than 100 intellectuals, a tenth of them is enough to follow me. The more I lose on this meal today, the more I will earn in the future. ”