Chapter 679: The Land Covered by the Gospel (3)
Pua is a small country town, and it's not ...... to find a relatively large tailor shop It can't be said that it is not easy, it should be said that there is only one tailor shop in the whole town. It's easy to find, but it's hard to buy a few more clothes, and there aren't that many of them.
The shopkeepers are a thin couple like firewood poles, Angelo and his wife. Although the person is thin and thin, he is not very dark. Especially Uncle Angelo, don't look at the oily and dirty face, the two skinny hands are clean, and there is not even a little sweat. The apron on his body has a lot of pockets, and there are various scissors, knives, spools, etc., and there is a needle with a thread pinned to his chest, which looks quite like that.
Tang Yun must not know much about the customs of Erixing, it is nothing more than knocking on the door, and then politely taking out the Holy See coin with "Hill" as the unit, which is printed with the pope's head in the style of silkscreen prints of the old calendar. If you want to talk about the difficulty, it is naturally that you don't know the local consumption market and don't know the actual value of the federal currency in your hand. I don't know how much "money" is worth in my hand...... That's a really interesting thing. But this kind of thing is really difficult for Tang Yun, a "human spirit" who has opened a car repair shop, run a supermarket, and has been by Qiu Xingyu's side for so long. No matter how much money the other party wants, just bargain for less than half! Can...... After cutting a few words, Tang Yun was stunned to find that the people in this place didn't eat him at all.
The villagers in this place are obviously poor and want to live and die, and the thin ones are only a handful of skin and bones. Seeing that the Holy See Coin in Tang Yun's hand was about to stretch out*. But as long as Tang Yun bargained for the price, the other party made a bitter face and spread his hands, looking like he liked to buy it or not at this price. Even if Tang Yun used those best bargaining reasons in the Federation Star Field, what kind of quantity was too large and demanded a wholesale price; Any long-term cooperation, it is useless to come to him for business or anything in the future.
In fact, it's just that Tang Yun doesn't understand the "simple folk customs" of Yi Ruixing, this place is different from the Federation, it is worth as much as it wants, there is no false price, and I rarely hear of someone bargaining. On the whole, the efficiency of buyers and sellers is much higher than that of the Federation and Baiyue. At least it's better than those spittle stars flying in the bottom market of the federation, and they have to meet and kill half of them when they buy something. But who is Tang Yun? 4How uncomfortable is it to come out of the camp and buy things at the original price? If you buy something that is not discounted, won't it hurt all over your body for a few days?
So Tang Yun reluctantly turned his head and looked at Benedict, who had been standing at the door of the hut and looking at Benedict in a daze in the direction of the burner in the jungle in the distance.
Benedict squeezed a twisted smile out of his zombie-like face, then walked into the little tailor's shop with his "staff" on his staff, pacing slowly and steadily, and then ......
The results are outstanding!
Simply seeing the clerical robe on Benedict and the prophetic "staff" made of carbon fiber and some polymer materials in his hand, it seems that there is no need for Benedict to put on that goosebump-making magic stick, and the other party directly "confesses". At this moment, Tang Yun even felt that Benedict's outfit at the moment should be the standard for business people in Erix.
But...... Something seems wrong. Tang Yun is a very sensitive person, when the other party took the initiative to reduce the price to less than one-third of the initial asking price, he saw very clearly that in addition to respect, there was more fear in the other party's eyes!
This is clearly not the reverence that a devout believer should have for the clergy, but ...... It's the Uturs when they see the gangsters of the Zazaro family, and when they see the bullshit police chief Huang Yuanzhong, it comes from instinct and has a certain hatred and fear!
Holding down Benedict's hand, which was about to pay, Tang Yun took out a large handful of Holy See coins from his pocket and put them on the table according to the amount originally requested by the shopkeeper, and pushed it very politely to the shopkeeper.
"Just at the price you want, 120 sets!"
"I need 130 sets, but the stock is too small, how many I will take first, and I will arrange for someone to send you the size later, please help me rush to work, and give me at least thirty or forty sets tomorrow morning." This is 18,000 hills, and the extra 2,400 hills are hard-earned money, and there are no other requirements, just be stronger, more fit, and easier to work. ”
Since he plans to do something for Benedict, and plans to recognize the inexplicable name of "Holy Son", it's time to give money...... Alas, it's just that when he paid the money, he suddenly felt some pain in his body, and he couldn't say what part it was.
The face value of the Holy See coin is on the small side, and Tang Yun pays a lot of money. Aunt Angelo was about to fall when she held the large handful of Holy See coins pushed over by Tang Yun. I can't stop muttering about the Pope bless you, God will bless you, and so on. When the two of them hurriedly packed the only dozen or so sets of clothes in their hands and handed them to Ye Xiaoxuan, Lan Mao and others, and when everyone had already left the tailor shop, Benedict quietly turned around, squeezed out that awkward smile, and said in his unique, low, mellow tone, which can almost soothe the heart and soul.
"It won't be long before you know who we are."
"You will definitely get salvation from the 'Holy Son', this is the arrangement of fate!"
Until he had left this small tailor's shop for a long time, Tang Yun could still hear the surprised exclamations of Angelo and his wife in the house.
"Old man, what he said was...... Is it the 'Son'? Did I hear me right? ”
"Yes, how could that pale-faced priest mention the Son? It's weird...... And they actually paid for it, and I thought they would count it as our 'holy tax'." ”
"Old man, you're a jerk, aren't you? How can you ...... Can that be called pale? That is, that's God's blessing, it's ...... It's the light, it's the white that the light produces after a long time! You, you actually say that you are pale, do you still want to live? ”
"The light should be black after a long time, just like the farmer near the low wall, how can it be as white as me, who doesn't go out every day? Does the priest also have to do needlework? ”
"That's it! If you want to live, you can ......."
Uncle Angelo's voice gradually became quieter, as if he was gagged by his wife.
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