Early the next morning, John drove the deformed carriage of flowers and walked out of the aristocratic villa area slowly. Of course, this time is also the time when many dignitaries get up to go to the palace, and naturally they also saw John's small van and cast strange eyes. Also, who around them weren't freshly dressed and angry, with tall heads and big horses pulling ornate carriages? Even their guards were dressed better than John's. But the strangest thing is that such a carriage that looks like no more than a few dozen silver coins, carrying a bunch of goods not much better than the garbage in his own house, and wearing clothes that are not even as good as the subordinates in the family, how did such an inferior merchant come in?

Of course, no one will come out to meddle in things, after all, if nothing else, the people who can enter and exit the inner area, even if they are not simple themselves, or the people behind them are all hands and eyes. Expressing one's own casual stance will only offend people in these places. Although the aristocracy is basically a person with a higher eye, he also knows that there are still many people in this world who cannot be offended, and the aristocratic circle of a country is so big, if you accidentally offend one person, you may offend many people or even people of one faction. The thankless thing of finding one's own guilt is not in line with the etiquette of the nobility.

John drove the carriage, sometimes looking at the children who looked curiously at him from the carriage window, and with a professional smile, he lifted the water cloth from the carriage and showed them his goods. Without exception, after being baptized with contempt, the children closed the curtains on their windows and ignored John. John didn't care, and drove the carriage slowly.

Yesterday I didn't expect to have such a good business on the road, and some of the things John had purchased have been sold out almost. If you want to set off today and start your own business journey, then you have to make up for these missing things. With this in mind, John drove the carriage into the market again. Since John purchased a lot of things yesterday, some merchants still remember John, and when they saw John coming again today, they stretched out their hands to say hello: "It's here again today, it seems that your business is good." John also waved back: "Yes, I was stopped when I went home yesterday, and I bought a lot of things, but now I am out of stock." So saying, John picked and chose from the shop, found some useful ones that sold well, and filled the wagon again.

Because of the experience of the previous time, this time John was very fast in purchasing, and after a while, he bought all the things he needed, raised the reins, and the small truck went out of the city slowly. From time to time, Goliath would stick her little head out of her hood, look left and right, and then retract it again when others were about to find out.

In fact, the journey of a merchant is very boring and dangerous. After all, most of the time, I sit alone in the car, and the surrounding scenery is the same, either fields or mountains, sometimes I can't even get to a populated place for a day, and at night I can only find a sheltered place in the wild and camp on the spot. And sometimes you will encounter bandits, jackals, tigers and leopards, and you have to compete with these guys who want to kill them. Therefore, many merchants will only go back and forth on a few fixed routes of their own, and even if they want to travel far away, they will make an appointment with a few people they know well and travel together.

John is different from them, John wants to see whether there is a business opportunity or not, not for anything else, just to see how ordinary people live. Although the current self has retrieved the memories of the past, John also knows that the past self is no different from the canary in the cage, never out of the royal city, every day just to pass the fire to study, sometimes some free time to return to the big library to read books and pastime, for the life of ordinary people, John is still quite interested. In Nimitz, although there are many ordinary people, and John has also been in contact, the fact that he can settle in the place itself shows that he is either talented or wealthy, which is already different from the ordinary people in John's imagination.

And these were more than a month before little York was brought into the lair of the cultists. In the past month or so, John took Goliath through several villages, all of which were built around the city of Nimitz, which was close to the size of the town, and even some of the villages themselves were built dependent on the estates of some big nobles in the city, and even most of them worked for the noble estates, so they would naturally be richer than ordinary farmers. These large villages had regular grocery stores, and there was basically no shortage of anything, although John's goods were relatively cheap, and of course there was no one to buy them, but the business was not very good.

But John was in a rare good mood. Of course, it's not that John was very depressed before, but in the process of business, John suddenly found that his originally empty heart slowly began to be filled with some other things.

"Oh, big man, are you in a good mood, have you encountered anything happy?" John drove the carriage, softly humming the hymn he had learned in the past, and suddenly Selena's voice came from the sky, and then only saw a void cave flashing, Selena fell directly from the air and sat next to John: "I haven't seen a big man for a long time, and I heard your singing as soon as I came back." Would you like to share it with me?"

John had a smile on his face: "Selena, long time no see, have you come back from Camaline?" Selena nodded: "Well, Sister Camaline is so cute, I forgot the time to play with my sister." ”

"Time doesn't mean anything to you. John reached out and rubbed Selena's head, then watched as Selena was touched out of nowhere by Cecilia, who she had left in the treehouse. John looked at Cecilia's loveless expression and smiled, "Speaking of which, what did you two little guys play this time?"

Selena giggled with a smile, and swung Cecilia like a meteor hammer, then suddenly let go and watched Cecilia turn into a meteor and fly out: "This time it's a great fun, big man! Sister Carmary and I have put the history of purgatory well in the long history of this source continent." "Uh-huh?" John didn't understand.

Selena also had a hint of confusion on her face: "How do you say it, uh-huh, let's put it this way." Selena's hand was in the air, and then a glow appeared where Selena had crossed. Selena first drew a straight line: "If this is a river, this river represents the history of the Source Continent. John can get it, right?" John nodded, comparing time to a river is a common metaphor. Selena saw John nod, and then drew another line: "This one represents the time of purgatory." Although the time of purgatory should have been very short, together with Catherine, I mentioned the time of this origin a long time ago. As she spoke, Selena grabbed the dot that had been pointed near the end of the first line, lifted it to the line, and then drew the line: "Then, let them have a handover a long time ago. As he spoke, John saw that the two lines in the air began to twist and intertwine: "So, the purgatory, which should not have existed, has actually existed for an unknown number of years for this source continent. ”

John nodded silently, somewhat understanding.