A total of 72 dinars a day, after paying the money, the soup there can be drunk for free. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 The boss pointed to the cauldron on the brazier and continued, "You have to pay for the drinks and wheat cakes, either?"

"There is no need for wine," Mu waved his hand, "There will be more wheat cakes and barbecue, and the money will be settled together tomorrow." ”

"Good. The boss stretched, stood up, and went to the kitchen to give orders.

As soon as his butt was next to the chair, Mu lay down without any image, "I'm tired, damn it, this place is really unfriendly to merchants." ”

Agna and Bandak also sat down, and when they heard this, they couldn't help but nod their heads with empathy.

Needless to say, Rhodok is quite efficient in buying and selling, and in Swadia, even though there is a lot of bureaucracy, the presence of a chamber of commerce can greatly improve efficiency. However, in Sagos, it is not that there is no Chamber of Commerce, but that the organization of the Chamber of Commerce is completely non-existent. The price on the price board has long been outdated, and in the entire chamber of commerce building, there is not a single guy in sight for half a day, and the president does not know where it has gone. What's even more infuriating is that the Chamber of Commerce still refuses to accept the goods in large quantities! The reason is that the Chamber of Commerce does not hold enough dinars!

Fortunately, the merchants are still clever, they wait early in the chamber of commerce to drink and chat, and then trade directly with the merchants who rarely come to the business. So, it's better to say that the hell place is a tavern than a chamber of commerce. When Mu came over with the goods, there was a burst of cheers from the chamber of commerce. That's right, for the local merchants, having a caravan is definitely a good thing, but for Mu, it's a naked disaster.

It's not that Nord merchants have problems, but they who have inherited the heroic character of the nation will not be too careful, and the prices they offer are often very fair. However, none of them could eat a single item alone. For example, in velvet alone, Mu held talks with 17 merchants separately, not to mention other items such as grain, ale, pottery, etc. Originally, it was a commodity trading that turned into a small commodity market, and Mu was really tired.

If that's the case, forget it, the problem is that merchants will always suddenly burst out with some little cleverness, for example, a bastard proposed to trade with Nord stone coins instead of dinars, Mu naturally didn't want to suffer this loss, so he wasted a lot of tongues.

The Nord Stone Coin is a bad idea that the Nord royal family came up with in their brains. Presumably, if the entire kingdom traded with the coins they issued, the royal family could grab a lot of wealth by issuing coins. However, the Nord royal family did not have enough gold reserves in their hands, so they decided to mint coins in stone again, and stipulated that only stone coins could be traded throughout the country.

Needless to say, the untrustworthy currency soon collapsed and the dinar was reused. And in the middle of this, Nord's economy has suffered great damage. Of course, the royal family didn't know anything about it.

Of course, that's not all. When the Chamber of Commerce was about to close, Mu learned that the Sagoth Chamber of Commerce had not prepared housing for the caravan members, so Mu had to go out with his family to find a place to stay. The first few inns he found couldn't accommodate so many people, so he had to keep looking. It is only now that the sun is setting in the west that they are spared the pain of sleeping on the streets.

"Good thing it's cheap here. Aigna reassured, "72 dinars to settle the whole caravan, which is completely unimaginable in other cities. ”

"Alas, next time, no matter how much money you have, you will never run Nord. Mu lay on the table, and the urn sounded.

Aigna asked curiously, "You've run to Nord before, why did you feel miserable this time?"

"Actually, every time I go, I feel pain. Mu didn't raise his head, "It's just that every time I find that there is money to be made, my body involuntarily runs this way." ”

Aigna and the others laughed when they heard this.

Suddenly, there was a cheer from outside the inn.

"What's going on?" Mu raised his head and rubbed his eyes.

"It's like... The army is entering the city?" Agna sat by the window and saw everything very clearly.

"Oh, it's probably Olaf and Ragnar who won the battle. Mu Fei rubbed his face quickly, "Let's go, let's go out and have a look." ”

"What?" Agna was puzzled.

"'Praise for the victorious warriors. This is a traditional Nord custom. Mu explained, "I don't want to get into trouble if I follow other people's rules on other people's territory." There is a saying ... Oh, by the way, do as the locals do. ”

"What should I do?"

"It's best to raise your hands and cheer, but as a foreigner, it's okay to applaud"

Aigna nodded, and pushed the door out with Mu.

There was already a sea of people outside the door, but Agna still helped Mu squeeze to a position where he could see the road with the advantage of her armor. As soon as she stood still, Aigna frowned.

Although the soldiers walking in front of them were raising their arms and shouting, the response of the people around them was not particularly enthusiastic, and it can be seen from the armor on their bodies that all kinds of leather armor are not a unified standard, and eighty percent are handmade by their wives. The appearance is tattered and patched, and even flattery can hardly be called sophisticated. Not to mention their physique, they were exceptionally weak compared to those Nord warriors under the female warriors.

"That's how they won the war?" said Agna.

"The Nords and the Ryordian people are not in the same way," Mu explains, "and they like to put the main thing on the back burner." ”

"Oh. ”

Sure enough, as the procession progressed, the equipment on the soldiers who walked by gradually became excellent, from neat hard leather armor to nail armor, and then to chain mail, and some of them still had a chest plate hanging from them, I don't know which hapless Svadia cavalry was pulled from it.

Suddenly, a violent cheer erupted from one end of the long street, and Mu and Agna both looked over there and were taken aback at the same time. What Agna saw was the familiar bun, while what Mu saw was the three-lily battle flag in the team.

"Yes ... The female warrior?" Agna asked hesitantly.

"Hmmm... Damn!" Mu suddenly exclaimed, "Why is this flag so familiar, she is the Lily Princess Engrave!"

The members of the surrounding caravan all gasped, they didn't expect that the girl who had traveled with them for so long was actually the famous Lily Princess in Nord!

The title of this lily princess does not describe her gentle and lovely personality, nor does it mean that she has a problem with her sexual orientation, but purely her family crest is the red and white three lilies. That's right, she is the noble daughter of the Tuyaar family, Engrede.

Although women also make up a significant proportion of Nord's army, Ms. Engrad's experience is legendary. Although the Jarr of Nord is basically a warrior who can fight well, Tuyaar is an exception. He did not have any outstanding military achievements, but was very good at internal affairs, and he ran the territory very wealthily. This kind of person can be called a virtuous minister in Swadia, and in Nord, he is a weak chicken. Theoretically, sooner or later, this kind of Yar would be purged from the ranks of the Nord nobility, but luckily, a pair of sons and daughters under his knees were very talented in warfare, and most of their family's military exploits were won by these two juniors. Subsequently, his son Malail was awarded the title of Yar by King Ragnar for his exploits, so the three-lily banner was carried on the shoulders of Lady Ngrede.

However, in the line of "serving in the army for his father", Ngreid did a very good job, and soon accumulated great feats, which also surprised a group of Yars who sang the Tuya family. With one success, Lady N'Greid's reputation continued to rise in Nord, and even once rivaled that of the knight princess Asona in Swadia.

But then again, these two princesses are still quite fateful. Emgrid is worshipped for slaying countless Ryrdian heretics, while Asona is known for leading numerous armies to repel Nord invaders. In a sense, the two princesses seem to be brushing each other's prestige.

Aigna looked at the female warrior walking in front of the team, no wonder she had a familiar feeling when she fought before. The two of them had fought several times on the battlefield, and they had won and lost each other, but because of the helmets, neither of them recognized each other. Seriously, it would be fun to have a drink with her and talk about those days of slashing and killing each other.

At the head of the line, Emgrede, who was waving at the civilians around her, soon spotted Agna in the crowd, and she smiled sweetly at the female knight and waved her hand in particular. Aigna smiled and waved her hand as well, signaling that she saw it. In this way, the team made a mistake, and the blonde female warrior quickly disappeared from Mu's sight.

Soon, columns of soldiers walked in front of the people and then disappeared from view. Soon, there was another earth-shattering cheer at one end of the long street, even more violent than Engrede's. Mu and Agna glanced at each other and knew that the main event was coming.

Sure enough, it was a bearded man walking up to him. Beards are not uncommon in the Nord Kingdom, however, this golden color has white mottles, but at a glance you can see that the well-maintained beard clearly belongs to King Ragnar.

Sure enough, Olaf failed. Mu shook his head, then turned his gaze to the king's guard. It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, it's shocking to see it. The entire King's Guard, including King Ragnar, was all thick striped leather armor, as well as Nord horned helmets! Why is it called striped leather armor, because the leather of this leather armor is taken from a creature called the Northland Bull. These cattle are not as docile as their kind, and they are so reckless that they even dare to charge at tigers and leopards, and sometimes they even have to retreat. So, getting their leather is not an easy task. However, this kind of leather armor is not just made of cowhide, it only takes the toughest and thickest leather on the brute cow and is four fingers wide. Therefore, each piece of striped leather armor means that more than a dozen wild cattle have to be hunted, which is not cheap. However, this pattern of leather armor is definitely worth the money, especially after being made into nail armor, the defense has increased greatly, whether it is against arrows, knives and guns have a very good defense, with the lightness of leather armor, but there is a defense comparable to composite armor, it is definitely the top grade in armor.

However, what made Agna frown was something else. The infantry of the King's Guard marched in unison, proclaiming victory to the people with a concerted movement. That's right, Aigna saw discipline, a quality that the Nords never had. With discipline, the Nords will not fight only with a bloody bravery, they will become more terrifying. Fortunately, there is only such a force of less than 100 men with discipline, and Aigna secretly sweats for Swadia's future.

In the evening, when Mu's caravan was eating and drinking in the tavern, an uninvited guest was ushered in.

"By the way, why are you here?" Mu looked at the blonde woman standing at the door of the tavern with a dark face.

"Do you need to say it, your wine is delicious!" the female warrior gave Mu a thumbs up, smiled heartily, and then looked behind him, "Where is Agna?"

"The table. Mu pointed his finger casually, and then continued, "Lady Ngrad, King Ragnar should still be holding a celebration banquet now, can you run out like this?"

"The Nord don't have that much to eat. Ngrad looked around, but still didn't notice where her "good friend" was?"

"The fifth table should be easy to recognize in armor. Mu pouted, "I said madam, if you directly report your name when you meet us, how dare we disobey, why do you want to make those moths and bet?"

Ngreid glanced at the merchant, "If I report my name, will you dare to fight him?"

Damn, you're here to fight! In Mu's heart, a large group of alpacas roared by.

"Yo, Agna!" the female warrior found her target and walked over. The female knight also smiled and waved her hand, "I didn't expect you to come, but it's so good, we'll leave tomorrow." ”

"I just knew that you might leave tomorrow, so I slipped out of the king's banquet. Engrave smiled and poured himself a glass of wine, "Come, toast to our friendship!"

Aigna was stunned for a moment, and Mu, who happened to be passing by, whispered to her, "Drinking has a certain ritual meaning in the minds of the Nord people, just like me and the Norton brothers, they will only drink with the people they admit." You've drunk so much along the way, I guess this girl has long regarded you as a friend. ”

"I see, thank you. The knight smiled again, "Cheers to our friendship!"

When the two huge wooden cups touched, both sides drank it all.

"Hah, that's cool!" Ngrave let out a long sigh of wine, "Honestly, there are few people who have played as many tricks as me except that Princess Asona of Svadia. It's nice to be friends with you!"

Agna was stunned for a moment when she heard the name, and then smiled lightly, "I have heard for a long time that the Nords are martial, so it seems that this is true." ”

"Cut, you Rui Erdian people are so literate, not cool. Ngrad said disdainfully, "You're an ordinary wandering knight like this, so won't Princess Asona be incomprehensible about what Princess Asona is saying?"

"You still want to be friends with Princess Aisona?" asked Agna, a little surprised.

"Yes," said this, the female warrior was a little gloomy, "that princess is on par with me in terms of combat skills and tactics, we have fought for so many years, but we have not taken advantage of it, and I heard that she is also of good character." Alas, it's a pity to die like this, those vile Rhodoks. ”

Aigna sighed, was the truth of the year really covered up?

The female warrior thought that Aigna was also lamenting for her, and continued, "Alas, now I have to wait until I reach Su Nuo, and then send some wine to her grave to express my gratitude." ”

Hearing this, Aigna smiled indifferently, "If all the Nords were like King Ragnar's guards, there might still be a chance, but now... Alas... ”

"Hey, don't look down on our Nord royal guards!"

"Oh, it's all royal, your tone is not small!"

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