"Hey, why?" said Wika, who was at a loss. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Hmm...... Because you could open a tavern and continue your work on tailoring?" Beverly thought for a moment, and said tentatively, "doesn't it feel good? ”

"I'll always love tailoring. WIKA was unwavering: "I just want to open a shop." If it's just a hobby, it's not fun. Once you take over the tavern, you have things to do, and you won't have to worry about the tailor at all. ”

"That's right...... See what you think?" Beverly nodded, and didn't say anything more: it makes sense to think about anything, so it's not good for outsiders to say anything when they see this situation.

It's better to shut up, the inside and outside of the province are not people.

...... Slowly pouring down the wine in the cup that had been drunk for a long time and had not seen the bottom, Beverly raised the glass and asked for a glass again. One of the dwarves rushed over in high spirits and gave Beverly a small wooden barrel.

The barrel slammed into Beverly's body, and it made a "coo-clatter" sound.

"It's ...... Wine?" Beverly asked, holding it, curious.

"Well, that's right! I'll give you a barrel of my home-brewed ale! Drink it quickly, don't spoil it." The dwarf laughed, "It's rare to meet such a beautiful woman, I have to show it." ”

"Then I'm going to accept it politely?" Accepting the gift with a smile, Beverly pulled out the cork, controlled her original cup, and poured a glass of ale again.

Seeing that the dwarf seemed to be looking forward to what she would think after drinking, Beverly shook her glass lightly and took a sip of the brown beer. The sweet taste was incomparably strong, making her involuntarily nod her head and praise: "Well, it's very good." Very fragrant. ”

"Hahaha! Did you hear that? My wine is indeed very good!" The dwarf immediately showed off: "Look at any of you who still say that my wine can't be flowed! This young lady who looks like a nobleman says that it tastes good, do you accept it?"

The group of dwarves immediately began to chatter, and after a while they resumed their vulgar conversation.

is probably bragging about the girls they once soaked.

Then it shifted to the man, Ayasiasalander. They were discussing how smooth and hairless Aya was. How can they look more feminine than any woman they have ever seen, and a sense of strength that is not yet hard and undisobedient. It's Aya after all, and this kind of topic feels a bit like nonsense.

But there's something weird about the rest of that. They are talking about whether the male Aya is also the same as the female Aya without ****, these guys all agree that there must be no ****. Aya's body hair is only eyebrows and hair, and the rest is non-existent. It's as simple as Aya not sweating and urinating.

I don't think so...... Beverly held her chin and began to ponder: there was an undercover operation with a male Aya. The male Aya was in charge of infiltrating and engaging with the enemy, while Beverly was in charge of surveillance. But the enemy actually asked to take a shower together before talking.

Naturally, he didn't sip oil with that man Aiya after that. I really don't know if it's understandable or weird. The guy's sexuality became unclear as a result. It is said that humans are basically bisexual by nature like Aya, but the degree of concealment is different.

When it was a rare opportunity, Beverly took a closer look, and found that sure enough, the thing was white, smooth, and extremely clean, and it looked quite cute.

Naturally, Beverly didn't tell anyone about it. I'm afraid of being treated as a female pervert.

Beverly listened to the conversation between them, and waited for the blue-striped bear to roast again. While petting the dream dormouse, he began to think about it.

"That's right. Miss, do you want to see my goods?" Suddenly, the merchant approached Beverly, revealing his teeth, which had several dentures at first glance, and smiled like a pervert, "I'm a wandering merchant, and you must have seen that." Want to see my cargo?"

"So are all wandering merchants dressed like this?" asked Beverly, squinting her eyes.

The main reason why the man was easily recognizable as the wandering merchant was that he was wearing the pendant of the Golden Hand Chamber of Commerce. The appearance of the pendant is simple and rough, it is a golden wrist.

This chamber of commerce gathers many wandering merchants, and almost none of them have set up shops. But why do so many uninhibited wandering merchants get together for a guild? It's because they want to make it easier to dump goods in various cities and open up more trade channels: such as where to buy goods.

At the same time, it can also remind others to pay less attention to him, not to try to be opportunistic, and feel that his deception can work. In addition, after joining the guild, many organizations will give some face, so as not to treat him like a retail investor. Some of those who rob the city may also need to think about whether they will get into trouble before looting.

Therefore, many wandering merchants join the club just for some convenience. In such a guild, each member is actually an enemy of each other - where are the friends in the mall?

Of course, this guild is not just about adding it. If you don't have enough strength, you must at least have enough money to pay the membership fee.

Of course, it is absolutely impossible to have enough strength but no money. How can a powerful businessman run out of money?

Once the badge of the Golden Hand Chamber of Commerce is lost, it needs to be replaced. If you reissue it, you will naturally have to pay for it again. This is a world that speaks with money. This chamber of commerce is still very widespread, and many big cities have branches. But history is not very long. It's probably only been more than 100 years.

The sphere of influence is about two or three layers of the span of the World Tree. The Chamber of Commerce has its own mercenaries who can be hired by members of the Chamber of Commerce to escort them on their way. Generally speaking, many mercenaries from outside are not trustworthy, and they may target your goods for money and kill them at any time. The mercenaries dedicated to the Chamber of Commerce are different, so they are more trustworthy.

"Hey, hey, hey...... Without further ado, let's take a look at the goods. The wandering merchant seemed enthusiastic: "I've been in this village for two weeks, and I really haven't made any money. The people here don't know anything about the goods, and they think that the good things I sell are some rags! I think you must be quite knowledgeable, so you should be able to take care of the business, right?"

"Hmm...... Do you have that kind of crushed gem that is easy to 'use'?" Beverly thought for a moment, and tentatively said what she needed most.