Since the inn was doing a prosperous business, ten tables were full, and in addition to the innkeeper and his wife, there was also a teenager who was also helping.

Despite being a druid, Romon continued to help, carrying a plate with a full eight cups on it, and over the years, he had been able to move through the crowd without falling or spilling.

After serving a handful of wine, you can take a little rest, and some people can't find a seat, but they don't mind, holding their glasses and chatting while drinking.

"Tomorrow is the harvest festival, and I heard that there is a new troupe, and it is said that there is a magician in it, and there are some beautiful actors. Someone said.

"Magician?"

"Of course, do you think that there is a noble magician to perform, and our lord, Lord Baron, may have to sell his ancestral armor to be able to afford it?"

"Aha, don't laugh at little Card, he just remembers his childhood dream of becoming a great magician!"

Suddenly, the whole hotel burst into laughter, and apparently, everyone knew the joke.

Luo Meng snickered at the young man whose face was blue or red, but he didn't dare to laugh out loud, after all, the other party was also his friend

The joke had been told for several years, and it was not uncommon, and those present quickly drew their attention: "However, our Romon, though not a great magician, with the help of Miss Eleni, is very likely to become a druid." ”

Suddenly got it on his head, Romon was a little shy, and hurriedly said: "No, although I have been taught by Miss Elenie, I have never learned it!"

Immediately made everyone burst into laughter.

After a while, the conversation shifted to the new troupe: "I heard that there are eight young girls in it, I don't know how much it costs?"

"Anyway, a few of us can't afford it, maybe it will take you two months of hard work in one night, you see, a few of them are the ones who go to find the girl, I heard that last time a mercenary group passed through the town, there were a few female mercenaries, all very tasteful. ”

Romon followed their gaze and looked at the table, where there was wine and food, and the whole jug was served, and it seemed that he was in a good mood as well, and he knew him, Bode, a merchant who came to the town regularly.

"Bode, you've made some money this time, have you? Do you want to settle down in the town? Mott asked, finishing his work.

"Hehe, of course I want to, but the price of the free civil certificate and a piece of land of twenty acres that the lord said is very high, and I want to get a boat, so that it will be convenient to come and go. Bode shook his head, but judging by the look on his face, he wasn't really embarrassed.

"I don't understand, Bode, why do you want to live here, isn't it nice in the city?" said someone strangely.

"You don't understand this, of course there are benefits in the city, but the taxes are very heavy, and the major guilds all ask for money, and I am still a small businessman, or ......" Bode stopped talking at this point, and did not say any more, obviously having a last resort.

Busy at the counter was Mrs. Mott, who was only about thirty years old, wearing a coarse cloth skirt and an apron that had turned gray-white, and her face was already wrinkled, which showed her hard work, and she was constantly calculating her income today, and when she saw Romon and said, "Romon you have come to help again." ”

"It's okay, I'll stay in your room for free, just as a fee. Romon said.

"Well, that's right, Romon, please go to the basement and bring another barrel of wine," Mert shouted, "And, get a pancake and eat it!"

Romon answered, and took a piece of pancake, which was browned and piled with a layer of fresh water, and there were colorful fish, shrimp, mussels, and clams. The seafood is topped with a fuchsia broth and topped with a few slices of green vegetables.

It was so delicate and tender that it tasted so good that it was a great skill of Madame Mott, and was praised by the guests who passed by, and which Romon could only eat at the feast.

Romon finished eating, slipped to the back, walked down the steps, and pushed open the wooden door.

The basement was always dark and damp, and it was impossible for him to use expensive candles, so in the dark underground, he moved the barrels.

This is a very familiar situation, Romon was in a trance in his heart, sat on a wooden barrel, looked around, and after a moment, he came back to his senses: "Tomorrow I will go to the temple of the goddess of the earth to certify the druid." ”

Go up with the barrel

"Ah, Romon, here you are. Mrs. Mott looked up from the counter and said, "Serve the basin quickly!"

"All right, Mrs. Murt!" said Romon as he skillfully took the plate and began to pour the wine, serve the dishes, and even go to the kitchen to help, all very familiar tasks

At this time, the local idlers, except for the drunken Ford, dispersed

The rest was the mercenary team living in the hotel, there were seven people in total, these people were very familiar with him, and they also had a good impression of him, as soon as they saw him go downstairs, several people immediately smiled at him, of course, he also smiled and nodded in response.

"Mr. Hawavi, the beer you wanted. Romon brought it up, seven cups in all

This beer, with a faint wheat aroma and hop flavor, but also with a hint of cold breath, is made of well water, pure natural brewing, very fresh, the taste is very good, after drinking, left in the mouth, there is a faint malt sweetness.

This mercenary team is very small, there are only seven people, and there are no women among them, and they are often busy in the neighborhood, so Romon also knows him, and the captain is Haivawi

Haivawi smiled, took it, gave a copper tip, and drank slowly, chatting about some adventure stories from time to time.

When he was done, Romon stood aside, listening to their small talk while resting.

"Captain, you are now a fourth-level warrior, if you break through and have a fighting spirit, then our mercenary team will have a future. Bobo said with emotion: "You have the qualifications to become a knight." ”

"How can it be so easy, the fifth level has a fighting spirit is just a criterion for becoming a knight, a knight has a caiyi, how many noble lords or kings are willing to give it easily? It's just a high evaluation in the mercenary union! Or qualified to find a position as a deputy squadron leader in the town, instead of pinning hopes on me, it is better to work hard and be promoted to the next level, and the work we can take is easier." Haivawi was still in a good mood, but he said so.

"Haha, I'll see if I can go up to level 3 next year. Bobo couldn't help but be a little embarrassed and said.

Luo Meng listened silently, what these mercenaries said inadvertently, in fact, if you analyze it from another side, you can get a lot of information about this world and this country.

In the original world, basically the combat effectiveness of human beings is at the same level, so there is no need to divide the ranks, but in terms of wealth and status, it is divided into many levels, nine grades and eighteen levels, Song forty-two rank scattered officials, and thirteen levels of titles, as well as food and clothing, well-off, petty bourgeoisie and other classifications

In fact, there are several levels in language, and exams such as Modern English Level 8 are obviously exactly the same as the warrior and magician level exams in this world.

In this world, there is a considerable difference in the combat effectiveness of individuals, and it is natural that they should be divided into ranks, just like official positions, and this is the need for objective management.

Listen to what they say, the fifth level is the watershed of the warrior, and below the fifth level, it is all to tap the potential of the body, and the soldiers of the original world can also reach this level, but from the fifth level, the warrior gains strength beyond the limit of ordinary people, and this power is called fighting qi.

In this world, diploma and credit are the two major criteria, credit is slowly accumulated, and diploma is the grade, although it may not be completely correct, but it is a relatively fair measure of a person's talent to the greatest extent.

And the test level is not the prerogative of the mercenary union, if it is a warrior, it is to go to the temple of the god of war to test, under the supervision of the gods, this moisture is very small, so no matter what country on the continent, it basically recognizes the gold content of this diploma.

Just like the role of modern diplomas, the higher the diploma, many big nobles and big businessmen are hired, in fact, the work is relatively easy, and the salary is also high, and the hardest is the low-level mercenary group, they do the most dangerous and least paid work.

After the mercenary team finished drinking and talking, they went upstairs to rest, after all, they had to rest well before they could perform some dangerous and hard tasks.

Romon looked at the hotel and saw that there was nothing to do.

Mrs. Murt said, "All right, Romon go and rest!"

Romon nodded and agreed, and after that, Romon quickly slipped back to his residence.

It was a small utility room, with very poor lighting, and the floor was covered with wheat straw, which was thick at all, and there was a wolf's fur on it, and this was his quilt.

In fact, it was not bad to be treated like this, and the average apprentice hired man was only wheat straw, and this wolf skin was given by the benevolent Lady Mott.

There was a wooden box in the room, which was opened, and inside was a copper coin.

The copper coin is turquoise, and it is very light, although there is no scale, it can be known that it is about five grams.

It was carved with words, and when Romon was working, he still stole a few words from Mr. Mott, and was taught by the lovely Elini, and he could basically read and write

It reads "Glory of the Kingdom of Ask"

There is also a strange flower shape around it as a decoration

After counting, there were ninety-two copper coins, and there were still eight short of enough silver coins, which was all Romon had so far.

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