Chapter 208 Income and Deposits
Luckily, Sylvia's swagger didn't think too much about it, and I made up my mind to talk as little as possible, and make more mistakes when I said more. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ info
"At least it wasn't snatched away by another man, so that's good." Without the slightest hint that I wanted to end the topic as soon as possible, Sylvia was more energetic, "The man who snatched the woman is the most useless. β
"Well, it's like a failure for a woman who hasn't been robbed by a man." Forgive me for my weak will, I finally couldn't hold back the.
"Why?" "Because it's ugly."
We have almost the same background and similar living customs, so we can understand a lot of meaning in just a few words. Sylvia was a little stunned by my refuge, and was stunned for a moment, "That's right, a Fenris woman will always change more than one man, and the more diligent she changes, the more attractive she is." But it's not just because of being robbed. β
"And because men live much shorter than women." I'll just go on. In a normal civilized world, the average life expectancy of a man is a few years shorter than that of a woman, but in the savage world, the difference is more than ten years, because men are engaged in the most dangerous hunting work, while women are treated as important assets and protected. Even in tribal vendettas, most of the men were killed, and the women were taken as trophies.
Suddenly it felt as if we had a common language......
"Yes, most of the men of Fenris, most of them don't live to your age. Even my father, who had been busy seeking death on his own since he was forty years old, was soon succeeding. She looked down at me, "What about you?" When you find yourself aging and no longer as useful as you were younger, will you seek a glorious home for yourself? β
I'm being a little annoyed by her heartless wordsβhow can this character be so coarse to tell the story of a loved one's death so naturally? When I came back to my senses and thought about her problem, I realized that I was faced with a dilemma.
The final hunt, which is popular in many harsh savage worlds, is seen as a glorious destination for a man to end his suffering in the world and return to the bosom of the wilderness. When a man begins to grow old, his physical strength declines, and he can no longer hunt wild beasts from the wilderness, he becomes a burden to his family and clan, and he will go into the wilderness alone, quietly swallowed by the wilderness outside the sight of his people. Just as a baby is born and is tested, and a weak child is abandoned. The savage world is full of coldness and cruelty, but it is these cruel customs that ensure the survival of the tribe as a whole. After a long period of time, people have wrapped these cruelties in tradition and glory, and cast a layer of divine light.
So how do I answer? From a man's point of view, I should naturally choose glory, but from the tone she just said, she was obviously very disgusted by his father's death, so ......
Luckily, I'm a little different from other people.
"I don't get weakened by aging, on the contrary, I only get stronger as I get older. Besides, I'm a shaman in my clan, and you should know the meaning of this role, even if we don't have supernatural abilities, we are still respected inheritors of wisdom, so I can enjoy the offerings of my clan until the end of my life. "I'm a little embarrassed to say that, it's so brazen.
But this is very much in line with Sylvia's three views, so she just pouted and didn't continue to think about-for-tat, which couldn't help but make me breathe a sigh of relief.
"But when you're young, you always have to hunt on your own."
"yes, I can hunt the mammoth alone and carry it home."
"The more you hunt, the more women you can feed, how many do you think you can raise?"
"Ten or eight is no problem," this is not a boast, this is a very modest answer, "I can't keep all the hunt myself, or when I am old, who will worship me?" β
No, I'm saying the wrong thing again -- not that the answer is wrong, I shouldn't have answered it positively!
Moreover, I seem to have unknowingly fallen into the position of being interrogated......
"How much do you get a month?" She didn't give me time to react, and I was caught off guard by the change of subject.
"More than five hundred."
"More than me?" She was surprised to finally interrupt the continuous interrogation.
Is this surprising? I am older than you in the military and have a higher rank than you, so why should I have less allowance than you? But you can only think about this in your own heart, and what you really say is, "I take double pay." β
As a psionic, I've been receiving this allowance since I entered Terra's psionic academy, and it was not easy to go from fifty Throne Coins to two hundred Throne Coins in twenty years, and most of my classmates had already hung up for one reason or another in the process. As a lieutenant colonel, my military salary is more than 300 points, which is worse than that of a major in the navy.
"Oh yes, I forgot about it." It seems that she is also familiar with our psionic set, "And how much money have you saved?" β
"More than 100,000, I haven't counted it for a long time."
Sylvia was visibly taken aback again, "So much? In the past 13 years, I have saved less than 20,000 yuan in military salaries, which is already very frugal. You must have done a lot of things like deducting military salaries and selling military supplies, right? β
Bullshit! I have to have so much right to do that! I almost cursed. I'm terrified that I've been able to sneak away some loot, which I never had a chance to sell.
"No," I explained honestly, "some troops are accustomed to having combat subsidies, and some are extraordinarily high, and they have been fighting for half a year. "This is often a ragtag army in some remote places, usually deducting military salaries and drinking soldiers' blood, all kinds of bullshit, and at the critical moment of the war, they will move out large boxes of throne coins to boost morale, I have to admit that I still liked that kind of system at the time, maybe because I stayed there for a short time.
"Then you'll have to spend some of it, right?" Sylvia's eyes looked like she was looking at a monster, and I was familiar with the feeling that whenever I cast a spell, the psionic energy overflowed and all kinds of bad omens would attract this kind of gaze from my comrades.
"I wear a military uniform, eat in the canteen, don't need any luxuries, and occasionally I want to drink and make a report, and I can often approve it. Everything I need is available from the Ministry of War. The money was sent and never spent. "I said it with peace of mind.
As a savage from the wild world, I have always felt that food and clothing are enough to live, and for a long time after entering the empire, I did not even have the concept of money at all, and those beautiful small metal discs, I only regarded them as a testimony to record my study and service, just like a medal, so I treasured them.
"It's you, looking at the wine stored in your room, it's definitely not from the army. You're not going to throw all your income on that, are you? I asked a rare rhetorical question.
"What? Worried about not being able to feed me? "She bent down and leaned over me, giving me a great sense of oppression.
"Fortunately, the combined income of the two of us is enough to maintain a very decent life." I dodged her gaze and replied vaguely, "Many nobles don't have such a high income." β
Besides, I still have a lot of loot, and although many of them are taboo, just taking out those that can see the light and monetizing them is immediately a huge amount of money. However, until I get the money, I don't want to say it, waiting to surprise her.
After being silent for a while, she suddenly laughed twice and patted me on the shoulder, "Look at you, do we live on military salaries?" I'll just pull a few smuggling goods, and that's millions in hand! Don't be afraid, it doesn't matter if you're no longer in the army in the future, I'll support you. β
I tried to straighten my back so that I wouldn't be knocked down, "You mean you're still smuggling?" β
"Look at what you said, naval smuggling, is that called smuggling? Who dares to check? Who would dare to stop it? β