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Miranda flipped through one of her already filled ledgers, and then took out another one that had just been written, and in the last two months, she had sold more than she could keep track of in a single ledger. Although the profit from the www.biquge.info is not much, Miranda who came to the Sunrise Plateau never imagined that he could make a lot of money by selling local items back and forth in this plateau.

Generally speaking, merchants go to distant places and buy back what is there, and then take it to the area where there is a demand for it, and sell it for a profit. This is the merchant who does business, but there are only three ports and one city: Port Terre, Port of Fog, Ocean Port and Rat City on the Sunrise Plateau, and when Miranda follows her father to transport the goods from Rat City to the three ports, there are already people who are willing to buy them at a higher price. Therefore, Miranda did not follow her father Charrick to leave the Sunrise Plateau, but stayed in this barren area to start a business.

Charlik left Fog Harbor with the first shipment, claiming to find out that the special capacity taken from Sunrise Plateau could not be sold for a good price. Miranda's father was not worried that Miranda would be unsafe on her own, and the nineteen-year-old Miranda was already a well-informed traveling merchant, with more blood in her body than Charrick, and she had mercenaries around her to protect her - because Charrik and Miranda had not been here long after they became legitimate merchants on the Sunrise Plateau, and they were protected by the "Emily's Cry" mercenary group.

Speaking of which, it's also strange that when Miranda and Charrick first arrived in Rat City, the "Emily's Cry" mercenary group, which belonged to one of the nine mercenary groups of the mercenary union, really left a bad impression on the two. The mercenaries in these mercenary groups were all hot-tempered and rude, but it didn't take long for this mercenary group to change their attitude. They recommended themselves as mercenaries to protect all the merchants on the Sunrise Plateau, and the fees were very low, and they seemed to have become a mediator between the three ports and one city, doing their best to reduce disputes on the Sunrise Plateau and ensure the smooth trade and raw material mining here.

They even joined a new industry in Rat City - cotton cultivation and harvesting. They provide labor to the workers' union for free, and let the idle or new mercenaries of the "Emily's Cry" mercenary group help other farmers to grow cotton. This kind of action has transformed Rat City into the safest place in the three ports and one city. It is also because the "Emily's Cry" mercenary group is a member of the powerful mercenary union in the mainland, so under the influence of this mercenary group, many people who are full of curiosity and expectation for the new world have come here.

Now, in addition to the Rat City, many small towns and villages have begun to appear in the middle of the three port cities and the Rat City. Although the soil of Sunrise Plateau is not suitable for growing food crops, the abundance of other minerals and plant raw materials makes it very suitable for investment in the processing and mining industries. Miranda also saw that the peace and stability brought by the "Emily's Cry" mercenary group made the Sunrise Plateau better and more rapid development, and she also made a great difference in this mercenary group.

Although Miranda is a daughter, after she separated from her father, she changed into a male outfit and dressed neutrally. Aside from her beautiful face and golden ponytail, she looked like a young businessman. And when the Chamber of Commerce of Sunrise Plateau also recorded Miranda, they recorded her gender as male and her name was Minanta. Miranda also carries a sharp sword and a nautical binoculars, which make her hide from the eyes of most people, who only think that she is a young adventurer who has traveled here, and that she is only a temporary hobby.

The mercenary assigned to Minanta was an elderly drunken mercenary, about sixty-five years old, with only a wooden stick on his body. He once said to Miranda that he used all the money he earned all his life to buy alcohol because of drinking, and because he drank too much and accidentally killed his daughter, his family has left him, and he no longer uses sharp weapons, because he can't get past the level in his heart.

Although the old mercenary only carried a wooden stick and was very old, his experienced fighting skills were enough to protect Miranda. Moreover, the trade routes in the Sunrise Plateau are becoming safer and safer, and those gangsters who originally wanted to plunder caravans and rob houses have chosen other ways to make a living and give up the life of banditry because of the rapid development of all walks of life here. So even without the protection of this old mercenary, Miranda would not be in any danger.

Miranda is very honest with the old mercenary about everything except her real gender. What intrigues Miranda the most is why their mercenary group is called "Emily's Cry".

The old mercenary tells Miranda that Emily was once the love of their regiment leader, Constable, but due to some accident, Emily died in the captain's arms. It is rumored that the man named Emily died crying when he was dying, and the regimental commander Constable changed the name of the mercenary group to "Emily's Cry" in order to commemorate his beloved.

After hearing this, Miranda let out a sigh, undying love is generally only sung in the mouths of bards and court poets, I didn't expect that there would be such a person in the real world, and even the name of his mercenary group was used by his lover. It seems that the mercenary leader named Constable is also a good man, and the mercenary guild doesn't look as bad as the rumors. Miranda suddenly thought that Avi, who she had been thinking about, should also be a mercenary now, if she had an accident and died, would the other party also put her name on the day she became the head of the regiment...

Miranda immediately shook her head vigorously at the thought of this, knowing that it would be a living Miranda who was waiting for Avi's return, not a dead Miranda. The old mercenary shook his head and shook his head when he saw this young man named Minanta, and he saw the clue at a glance with his rich experience.

"Young man, you still have the girl you love on the other side of the sea, right?"

"No... How can I be..."Miranda said casually.

"A young adventurer like you will surely be liked by many young girls, and I saw that you keep a diary every day, so you must be planning to write down your travels here and show it to your lover when you return to your hometown. "The old mercenary is observant.

"Why are you still peeking at other people's things!" Miranda's face turned red, she really wrote things down in her diary because she was thinking about Avi, and one day she might be able to let the other party see her diary and relive her experience. Miranda didn't have this habit before, because she always thought that she would be able to tell Avi all about her experience as soon as she returned to Golden Hoof City, but Avi didn't know where she was now, so she had to write everything down on paper.

"Uh... I ask you, why does your regimental commander want to maintain the peace and stability of the Sunrise Plateau," Miranda immediately looked for an opportunity to change the subject, "Aren't mercenaries in the whirlpool of strife to gain the greatest benefits?"

At this time, the two were walking on the streets of Rat City, and they didn't expect a man who passed by the two of them to hear Miranda's question. The man stopped, then said to Miranda, "This question can be answered by me." ”

The middle-aged man in front of Miranda was well-dressed, dignified and simple, and looked like he might be a local official here. But the old mercenary froze, and he immediately said to Miranda, "Master Minanta, this is our regimental commander, Constable!"

Constable smiled and nodded, "I remember you like to drink, so why don't we sit down and talk at this tavern." He remembered the hobby of one of his men, and the old mercenary was immediately flattered and didn't know what to say. Miranda has always liked to make friends, and Constable is elegant and courteous, and meeting such people will also help her to know the region.

It wasn't until the three of them sat down at the wine table that the old mercenary came to his senses and introduced the young merchant Minanta to his regiment commander. Miranda, on the other hand, describes herself as an adventurer from the Golden Hoof City of the Oguna Empire, who likes to travel around the world alone, occasionally doing small business.

Constable said that he was just an ordinary mercenary group leader, and there was nothing special about it, and what he liked most was to make friends and love peace.

"I just heard the question that this friend asked, and I think it would be best for me to answer it myself. Constable ordered a lot of drinks for the two of them, but he only asked for a natural juice himself.

"Okay, I'd like to hear the captain's answer too. ”

"Actually, it's very simple, everyone will have their own pursuits, and every mercenary will also have their own ideals," Constable's voice was loud, and even the other drinkers at the table were attracted by his words, "Although the current environment is harsh, and there are many whirlpools of strife everywhere in the continent, the Sunrise Plateau is obviously different from the chaotic continent. What is needed here is peace and stability, and what is needed is someone to ensure peace and stability here, and in my personal opinion, this task has fallen on my mercenary group, and it is incumbent on me. The captain's words made many drinkers applaud, and some people found out that this talkative middle-aged man was the head of Constable who brought stability to the Sunrise Plateau, and they came to get acquainted with him, and Constable also did not refuse to come, and talked with everyone in a friendly manner.

When Miranda saw that everyone was looking at Constable with admiration, she couldn't help but feel convinced in her heart. In the past few months, Miranda has indeed seen with her own eyes that the security of the Sunrise Plateau has become better and better, and more and more people who have crossed the ocean to come here feel that there is no wrong choice. All thanks to the "Emily's Cry" mercenary group, and now it seems that it is all thanks to the head of Constable in front of him, who is a good mercenary with ambitions and ideals.

When the drinkers had dispersed, Constable turned back and continued to say to Miranda: "A promising young man like Your Excellency is exactly what the New World needs, and if things are—" he paused, and then continued, "If the Sunrise Plateau becomes more prosperous, then I believe that many war-weary and peace-loving people will come here and build our new home!"

Constable had something to do, so he didn't talk to Miranda for long before leaving. The old mercenary was already half drunk, and he couldn't even stand up a little. Miranda fell into deep thought, the ambition that Constable showed just now was obviously not something that an ordinary mercenary could have, although what the other party said was very moving, Constable never said what he would do in the future.

If it would be best for the mercenaries to have the mercenaries with their swords and stand by the side of the merchants and travelers to protect them, the rest of the things obviously require more planning and action to make this a place to live and work. In fact, Miranda has always hoped that there will be peace on the mainland, not the chaos and strife that it is now. Although there are many countries on the mainland, Miranda still feels that each country has its own characteristics, and it is not necessary to unify all countries to bring peace to the continent. And Constable's words just now also made Miranda have a new understanding of himself - if he can help the other party continue to improve the environment of this new world, will it be able to let more people who are curious about the outside world come to this peaceful place, and then open up further and leave their footprints.

Miranda began to think that Sunrise Plateau would be a good springboard, after all, Sunrise Plateau has only a small amount of developed land, and there is still an endless amount of land to the east and north of the plateau, and there is no idea what will be waiting for adventurers there, let alone the sea!

If there are more and more adventurers like Hecott and Trey, that is the best picture in your heart. The three ports and one city here are the original foundation, and only by building this continent into a paradise without war will there be more people who want to explore the farther world!

Coming out of the tavern, Miranda first carried the old mercenary back to the other party's residence, and then walked down the road alone, thinking about his future path.

At this moment, a loud chant of poetry came from the small market next door, and Miranda immediately remembered that it was the voice of the bard Escor. She followed the sound to find the bard sitting in a corner, selling weapons.

"Ahh

Miranda saw the first friend she met on the Sunrise Plateau, and was overjoyed, "O great poet, how can you sell weapons here?

Escorli then picked up an oval dagger and handed it to the other party, saying, "Give this to you, but you must not say that I gave it to you, let the person who wielded these weapons know that he will scold me to death." ”

Miranda took the dagger, the blade of the dagger was oval, it didn't look sharp at all, it looked more like a salted fish than a dagger, "What a strange weapon, it turns out that these weapons were not made by you." ”

Escor raised his hands and shook them, "You see that my arm is about the same thickness as yours, how can I lift a hammer and an iron rod," he sat back down on the stall, "These are all made by an old friend of mine, and I am responsible for taking out the weapons he made and selling them, but no one looks down on these ghosts, so I have to work harder to sell them!"

Miranda knows a thing or two about buying and selling, and only by understanding the needs of the market can she make something that sells. And these weapons in front of him are obviously from the hands of a blacksmith who has no understanding of the needs, "These weapons are estimated to be unsellable, why don't you let me tell your old friend some methods, I am also a businessman!" Miranda said confidently.

Escor's eyes lit up, he was tired of selling in the market, but he immediately showed a look of wariness. But after he thought about it, he said, "Okay, but my old friend doesn't like strangers, so I'll take you alone." He didn't know that Miranda's father had left here.

"No problem, the most important thing for a businessman is integrity, I promise you. ”

Escorli threw the weapons in a random roll in the corner of the market, and both Miranda and the Bard thought that no one would steal them. Miranda followed Escorri out of the Rat City, where she began to guess that his old friend was a man who had committed a crime on the mainland and had fled here. But when Miranda saw the blacksmith shop and the private vegetable garden, and the white-haired old man sitting next to the vegetable garden wiping his sweat, she realized that the other party was just an old man who lived in seclusion.

"Look at my hands, old man!" said Escori, who had nothing in his hands, as he boasted that he had "sold" all his weapons.

The white-haired old man was first overjoyed, and then he saw Miranda following the bard, "Why did you bring a young girl?" The white-haired old man's voice was calm and powerful, and at a glance he knew that the other party would be a long-lived person.

"Oh, she's the merchant who knows how to appreciate the weapons you've made!Miss Miranda, but she's a young girl who is well versed in business, and the friend I mentioned to you on the road!" explained the bard.

"Yes, yes, I haven't met a new friend for a long time," said the white-haired old man, putting down his sweat-wiping handkerchief and walking slowly, "There are still people who know how to appreciate my weapons, so you can judge that this land is also very promising." ”

His casual confidence and pride were noticed by Miranda, and the blonde girl immediately chimed in: "Sir, although your weapons have special shapes, they have their own uses, and as long as they meet the right users, they will exert great power!"

"Hahaha! This girl is really good at talking, and she has won my heart!" the old man touched his white beard, "You learn more, Miss Miranda already has a strong ability to appreciate and analyze at such a young age, it is really my bosom friend! Come, this is the weapon I played a few days ago, how about you take a look..."

"I don't know what the old gentleman is called..."

"Sivel, you can call me old gentleman," replied the old man without looking back, "and you can call me by my name, and I don't have to hide anything anymore anyway." ”