Chapter 155: Black Street
Black streets, as the name suggests, do not exist in a special place that exists only in the dark in the official record, but, without exception, every city has one or several such streets. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
Moreover, if you want to talk about the most lively, the most trafficked, the most vibrant, and at the same time the most chaotic place in every city, the first thing to bear the brunt of is the "black street......
Black Street is not an official name, in fact, Black Street is just a conventional name in people's word of mouth, even if Xie Yu was too closed to himself when he was a child, but in the only few experiences of going out, he knew the place Black Street.
Black Street in Tanya Town is a street located in the west of Tanya City near the periphery.
The street is extremely wide, almost the widest in the small city of Tanya, and can even accommodate six horse-drawn carriages running side by side.
According to Xie Yu's words in his previous life, this is a two-way, six-lane unobstructed main road in the outer ring of the city, because it is on the periphery of the city.
-- Such arterial roads could have been found only in some of the most densely populated, civilized, and economically developed cities in the empire.
But although the so-called sparrows are small and have all kinds of organs, the small city of Tanya actually has such a main road.
Although the road is wide enough for six carriages to travel side by side, I don't know how long ago.
Because, this road is like the common occupation of the road in Xie Yu's previous life, a long time ago, it was occupied by all kinds of shops and itinerant vendors who illegally occupied the road.
But thankfully, there is no such a fighting profession as chengguan in this world......
As one of the most prosperous and probably the only bustling streets in the quiet and serene city of Tanya, it is home to all sorts of strange things from all over the mainland, from all over the mainland, from the south, east, west, and northwest, to almost everything you can think of and unthink, never seen or even heard of.
Of course, because Tanya City is still too small after all, and the scale of the black street is limited, if you want to buy something, and there is no one here, no matter how rare or weird it is, as long as you write a sign for buying, find a place to squat on the side of the road, and then in less than half a day at most, there will be some obscene guys in dirty robes, with sneaky expressions and dodgy eyes, running to ask for your bid.
However, these guys are neither liars nor beggars, they are some wandering down-and-out samurai, or behind them are squads of adventurers of varying strength and mercenary groups large and small.
Although the practice of martial arts is prevalent in the Balu Continent, in the peacetime after the end of the war, there will not be so many samurai, and some virtuous samurai disdain to serve as thugs and guards for those nobles who are full of fat, or as killers to take the innocent lives of people who have no grievances with them, and will not put down the dignity of a warrior to sell coolies in places such as docks and mines, but they have no other survival skills in addition to their killing skills, so some samurai are more and more depressed.
Therefore, the samurai who can't find a way out will form their own adventure squads, or establish or join some local mercenary groups, go to the Warcraft Mountains to hunt Warcraft for money, and undertake tasks such as escorting passing caravans to get a certain reward......
After all, this is a way out that can not only maintain the so-called dignity of the samurai, but also rely on one's own strength and skills to eat.
However, the great trauma caused by the war to the empire is far from being recovered, and Barsac, who was greatly injured in the war, even if the national policy of recuperation and recuperation is implemented, the economy of most places is still relatively depressed.
The economy was depressed, and there were naturally fewer caravans coming and going.
Moreover, due to the decline of national strength after the war, the finances of various countries are trying to reduce unnecessary expenditures, and the maintenance of a large number of troops, eating horses, eating horses, and maintaining weapons and equipment has also become a large burden on the imperial finances, so after the war, the rulers of various countries have no choice but to adopt some policies of reducing the army.
Although it was out of helplessness, after some of the troops were dismantled, some soldiers who still had their homes took off their armor and went home to farm and engaged in agricultural production, while many people's homes had been burned to ruins by the war, but they were homeless after retiring, and the empire could not accommodate so many people, so they became wandering samurai.
These wandering samurai have no fixed place to live, drifting around, and since they can survive the brutal war, they will have some good martial arts honed from the sea of corpses and blood on the battlefield, or killing skills, so they are forced to make a living, and these wandering samurai will often become some destabilizing factors that disrupt local security.
After all, they are dying of hunger, who can manage so much?!
Even if a wandering samurai joins an adventure squad or a mercenary organization, in the case of a depressed economy and a decrease in caravans, it will also lead to a situation where there are more monks and less meat.
Some adventurous squads or mercenary organizations with poor strength, because there are no outstanding masters to make signs, it is a little difficult to eat together, and some even if they can't receive a single order for a few months, it is not too unusual.
However, people always have to eat.
As a result, the number of thieves has increased.
However, at the first contact, it is difficult to define whether it is a mercenary group or a thief group, and it is not easy for ordinary people to distinguish it.
The only difference between a mercenary group and a bandit is that if they accept your mission and ask you for a pre-negotiated payment after the mission is completed, then they are a mercenary group, but if they also accept your mission, but they rob all your belongings along the way and are ready to kill people, then they are thieves......
As a result, all kinds of mercenary groups and adventure squads, as well as gangs of thieves dressed as mercenary groups, are active in the dark streets of every city, which also creates the filth and chaos under the bustling appearance of the black streets.
In order to make a living, they pin their heads to their belts every day, looking for any chance they can survive from the shadow of hunger and death.
And every place where people who are precarious and struggle at the bottom every day gathers often give birth to a companion industry that follows us.
This related profession was always accompanied by outlaws, thieves, thieves, outrags, out-of-action samurai, and so on, and the people who worked in it were collectively called prostitutes.
This collective term in the industry not only sounds a little disgraceful, but also reveals a hint of helplessness and pathos.
Because the practitioners in it are often out of helplessness, some of them are really unable to find another way to live at home, and they are sold here by their ruthless parents, some are abducted without knowing it, and some are directly resold here from the slave market because of their beauty......
And the place where this industry gathers is in a small alley that branches off in the southern section of Black Street, this small alley is called Fat Powder Street, which is also counted as Black Street.
During the day, almost all the shops were closed and fell into a lifeless silence, the streets were deserted, a gust of wind blew, only a few withered leaves were rolled up, and occasionally a skinny wild dog barked and staggered through the street......
But at night, the night has just fallen, and the fat powder street seems to come to life immediately, it can be said that it is leaning on the horse flower street, full of red sleeves, full of people, lively and noisy, at this time, if you pass by the fat powder street, across the distance, the nose seems to be able to smell the fragrant smell.
Those rough men who add blood to the knife every day to beg for a living, have no home, no room, no worries, and don't know if they can see tomorrow's sun after eating this meal, so once they have gold coins in their pockets, they are basically proudly sprinkled on the women who are also desperate for life in Fat Powder Street, and they are so careless......
After all, the days of licking blood from the knife edge have been too long, and occasionally having a woman's gentle embrace like water can give these people who have been devastated by life even a little comfort in their tired and tense hearts......