The spring sun is shining, the cold of winter gradually dissipates under the breath of spring, the warm sunshine sprinkles on the face and makes the pores of the whole body open, the dry air of the great wilderness is rare and moist in this season, and the cool is just right to give people a refreshing feeling.

Bol City.

A wide and smooth cement highway extends from the east gate of the city of Bol to all corners of the southwest, and the road system extending in all directions has created the prosperous status of the city of Bol, as a hub of transportation, the gateway of the great wilderness trade in the southwest has gradually moved south to the city of Bol.

The concrete road, wide enough, winds like a long snake.

Merchants from far and wide, full of passion and hope for the future, set out for the city of Boer with goods from far away. Some people are even ready to go to Boer City with an old carriage.

These merchants are like industrious ants who continue to contribute to the prosperity of Boer City, and of course, most of the small merchants, they have formed a new generation of people - "West Drift".

Most of them don't have enough capital, and they come to Bol with passion and yearning for Boer City, just like the "North Drifters" of a certain era, dreaming of breaking through the sky in the huge Boer.

Some may succeed, but more often than not. In this emerging land, there is a lot of life and business opportunities, and everyone lives with a lot of hope.

Da Da Da ......

The sound of horses' hooves sounded on this "commercial avenue", winter has just ended, the arrival of spring not only means that everything is recovering, but also means that after a winter commercial gap, the whole market will have a short gap, many businessmen are willing to seize this time to make a good profit. For example, in the direction of Boer City, three horse-drawn carriages galloped side by side.

The bodies of the three carriages bear a small insignia of unknown names, indicating that the owner of the three carriages is nothing more than a small businessman.

The young merchant had a smile on his face, he had come from his distant hometown with a dream, and with his hometown three carts of specialty, he felt that he could carve out a sky of his own in the city of Boer, and perhaps, when he returned as a big man, he would be able to marry the beautiful lady in the town.

Suddenly.

Behind the young merchant, the sound of heavier horses' hooves sounded, and in his somewhat dull eyes, a convoy of luxurious convoys drove swiftly past his small convoy.

It was a convoy of more than a dozen wagons.

Unlike the worn-out carriages of young merchants, the carriage was made of precious wood by skilled craftsmen, and its delicate veins and artistic carvings on the body all show its value.

The carriage was inlaid with some precious metal, and it could be seen that its lower plate must have been equipped with some mechanism to make it very stable, and even if they were so fast, it was estimated that the people in the carriage would not feel the slightest shaking.

What blushes the young man the most is not the luxurious carriage, but the horse that pulls it.

It was a kind of tall horse, and even a country boy like a young man could see the preciousness of that kind of horse, and the pure horse color, strong body, and beautiful running all showed that these horses were precious horses comparable to war horses.

Glancing at the team with some envy, the young man's eyes lit up with fighting spirit, and he didn't feel a trace of discouragement when he looked at the three emaciated mongrels under his hand.

"One day, I can do the same!"

Cheering himself up with pride, the young man continued to walk in the direction of Boer City.

"Sir Norton, how long is it until Bol City?"

A pleasant female voice sounded from the convoy just now, and the crisp female voice was full of complaints, and next to a carriage in the middle of the convoy, a man on a galloping horse shouted to the carriage.

"Miss Telisa, it's coming soon. ”

Inside the carriage.

A very well-dressed girl is looking at the barren land in the west through the carriage with a disgusted face, the girl is not very old, her beautiful appearance and the background of her birth are her capital, she grew up in Magnolia, and she sees the lights of Magnolia.

For this kind of west, where it is difficult to even sow seeds, she finds it even more unacceptable that she has never been to the countryside.

The dresses made by the most famous tailors in the royal capital have become much darker in such a country place, and the maiden has become more and more disgusted with the land after a long journey.

"I've had enough!" cried the girl in discontent.

She was in Magnolia, surrounded by young and handsome aristocrats, who would praise her skin, figure, and appearance with flowery rhetoric, and who would offer her precious treasures, and she should enjoy all that the nobility had in Magnolia, and not meet some fat Dick in this hellish place.

But sometimes the girl's shouting didn't change anything, and the carriage was still heading ahead.

............

But the young man who passed by never knew how big an ideal he had promised.

Maybe when he stays in Boer City for a while, the prosperous Boer will teach him some knowledge about the nobility, such as the seemingly complicated pattern in the pair of convoys just now, which represents a powerful and powerful family behind it.

It is the hallmark of a century-old family that can only be seen in Magnolia.

............

Soon after the spring returned to the land, Magnolia, who had been in a stalemate because of the parliamentary bill, finally reached a secret agreement after more than ten days of bickering, and at the same time, several powerful families sent their own envoys to quietly leave Magnolia.

Among them, there is a wealthy team whose destination is Boer City.

Wang Xiaotian has always wanted to put off the question of the choice between Weiss and Diana, but sometimes things can't be solved by escaping, at least, Wess has already sent a convoy of missions to visit Bol City.

The convoy was so inconspicuous in the daily flow of people to and from Bol City.

The formation of a dozen wagons may have been huge elsewhere, but in Bol City, which had already transformed into a commercial city, it was only the size of a medium-sized caravan.

To know.

In the early spring, more than three large caravans, carrying hundreds of wagons, entered the city of Boer, and they carried a large amount of supplies from the great wilderness.

It is also such capital predators who made a big profit in the beautiful season of spring almost as soon as they made a move.

But perhaps in the lineup, more than a dozen carriages are very low-key.

But the news of the convoy's entry into Boer City threw a boulder into the increasingly prosperous city, and many merchants, nobles, and those in power in the open and in the dark were like sharks that smelled blood.

They knew very well that this convoy, even if only one person came to the city, would bring a huge change to Bol and the entire west.