"Two silver horns?"

"Wow, forty-eight coppers a day, such a high salary, it's almost as good as those old guys in those shops on the high street, right?"

"Old Tom, you have such a good job here, you haven't introduced us to it before!"

The salary of two silver horns ignited the atmosphere of the whole bar like gunpowder, and many people cheered and shouted. In the past, the maximum job that Old Tom could receive here was only twenty copper a day, and the work of two silver horns was enough to make everyone's eyes red-eyed.

"Humph!"

Old Tom snorted lightly, his eyes like brass bells widened, and his deep voice directly suppressed all the heckling in the tavern: "You idiots, how many of you are literate? Do you know how to spell your name? Give you a book, which of you can copy it?"

"Old Tom has a lot of good jobs here, and the mermaid firm needs a veteran bookkeeper who knows how to keep accounts, do any of you understand? You, you, you understand, or do you understand?"

The coaxing voice suddenly lowered, and no one dared to stand up to Old Tom, and no one dared to say that he was up to the task. Most of them can't even spell their own names, and when they need to sign for debit bookkeeping, they all do it by hand, and they do the work of a scribe.

Carl originally thought that the job of a scribe was very ordinary, but when he heard Old Tom's low roar and saw the envious and even jealous eyes of most of the people in the tavern, he suddenly understood that this was a different world like the medieval West, not a world where knowledge was popularized.

In this era, the popularity of knowledge was still very low, most people were still illiterate, and knowledge was monopolized in the hands of the aristocracy and the church, and was only popular in a small circle.

Literacy is the preserve of superior people, and without a special teacher to teach it, ordinary people will not have the opportunity to learn words in their lifetime. In the previous conversation between Little Lucy and Old Tom, it has been explained that ordinary civilians in this era want to learn words.

Carl now not only knows how to read and write, but also speaks seven Chinese, can play the harp, can draw, plus the knowledge he learned from the earth where the knowledge exploded in his previous life, in this world, he is simply a high-end high-quality talent who cannot be in the high-end. Its status can be compared to the scarcity of high-quality turtle talents who graduated from Harvard, Cambridge and Oxford in China in the eighties and nineties.

"Scribe, of course I'd love to!"

Just copying the scriptures is paid two silver horns a day, and Karl is of course very happy to do such a good thing.

In this era when printing was not yet widely used on a large scale, the price of books was very expensive in both the East and the West. The dissemination of books is mainly carried out by hand.

In the group that knew how to write and read, those nobles and lords who were in high positions naturally could not condescend to the nobles to copy books in person, and those who had their own positions and jobs were also busy with their work every day and had no time to copy books. So the book scribe became a sought-after and dignified job—after all, it was about divine knowledge, which was always one of the most valuable treasures in any world.

"You take this sign, tomorrow morning at six o'clock, go to the monastery of St. Sulamel outside the city, give the sign to the doorman, find Mother Teresa, she will arrange it for you. ”

Papa John tossed Carl an iron sign with a copper kettle and three silver stars engraved on it, which seemed to represent a token of the Copper Kettle Tavern.

Carl put away the sign and didn't leave in a hurry. Although he found a job and solved his urgent needs, he still has another problem that he has not solved!

He was now penniless, and he had no place to stay at night, and if he left the tavern like this, he would have to sleep on the streets at night.

"Well, Uncle John, you know, I met a robber on my way to Silver Tide City!"

Carl looked at the dimly lit bar and said with some embarrassment: "I was ransacked by those robbers, and although I was lucky to save my life, I am now penniless......

"The fourth room on the left side of the third floor!"

Carl didn't finish speaking, Uncle John smiled, pointed upstairs and said, "There are no guests there tonight, you can stay, take a shower, and get a good night's sleep!"

"For old Todd's sake, it's free tonight. Of course, if you want to stay longer, you'll have to pay!"

Uncle John smiled, knocked on the table again, and said to the bartender next to him, "Give Mr. Musk a glass of red wine, a fried fish cube and grilled ribs, and a creamy oyster bisque!"

"Thank you so much!"

With the matter settled and a wonderful dinner attached, Carl felt so lucky that he hurriedly thanked Uncle John.

In a few moments, a plate of fried golden cod pieces, a plate of greasy, fragrant large ribs were served, and the fragrance of food suddenly filled the tip of his nose, giving him the greatest comfort from the tired spirit of the day.

"Uncle Tom, do you know of any rental houses around here?"

The most urgent things have been solved, and Carl has begun to think about some more long-term things, no matter where he works, finding a house is always the first thing to solve. After all, he couldn't have stayed with Uncle Tom all the time.

"Mr. Musk, do you want to rent a house?"

Before Uncle Tom could answer, Miss Lucy, who had been staying beside her and had not left, suddenly interjected, "If you don't mind, I have a house to rent out at home." ”

Uncle Tom glanced at Lucy, who was biting her lip and a little nervous, and suddenly understood what little Lucy really thought. He knew that little Lucy had always been a very motivated girl, she wanted to learn words, she wanted to become a musician, she wanted to get out of this civilian area and go to the upper and wider world.

But learning words is too expensive, and the chances of becoming a musician are too slim. And now Carl's appearance is an excellent opportunity.

Karl was a handsome and cultured young man, from an aristocratic family, who knew how to read and write, and who could play the harp and paint, and judging from the conversation just now, he was completely arrogant and arrogant, and completely looked down on the pride of commoners. The most rare thing is that he is still quite down, and if he can take the opportunity to befriend and get close to him at this time, there will be a good chance to learn the words and music of her dreams from Carl.

However, although he saw through Little Lucy's thoughts, Uncle Tom was not ready to say anything, but nodded and said: "Little Lucy's parents are no longer there, and she happens to have a vacant room at home, if you want to find a house to rent, Little Lucy's house is indeed a good choice!"

Karl naturally had no problem with this, and he was naturally very happy to be able to share a room with a beautiful young girl, so he agreed without much thought.

As for little Lucy's idea of inviting him to see the house tonight, he politely declined because he was too tired, and after a busy day, he was physically and mentally exhausted, and just wanted to find a bed to sleep well.