Unbeknownst to Vane, his portrait had already been put on the forums and manually pinned by the players.

This legend, who gave Brown a green hat, has long been the talk of the town.

Everyone who met Vane would heartily take off their hat and salute as a sign of respect.

And Wayne thought that the people here were very polite, and they would greet strangers when they met.

A table of dishes was put on the table, Xue Yixiao was different from Leng Dong, who was not smiling, she was a person who was very good at controlling the scene, and she did things in a mask, and no "businessman" who came to negotiate would be left out in the cold.

There are all kinds of dishes on the table, a set of authentic Lu dishes with the taste of an orthodox banquet, and exquisite porcelain bowls and plates let the Venn and several people see the wealth of this peninsula.

Not to mention those minerals, just these exquisite handicrafts, if they get the duty-free port, it will not be a loss.

"Come on, come on, this is our specialty wine here, it's not the same as your red wine." Xue Yixiao immediately filled Vane with wine, "This is the most violent wine we have here, after drinking this, we are really friends." ”

A strong aroma of wine made Vane a little dizzy, these brave men of Moonlight Town were so hospitable, Vane finally couldn't help but close his eyes when he thought of this.

The next day, the Marquis of Vene's inability to drink was printed in a newspaper and distributed to merchants from afar at the price of one divine coin.

The aborigines in the game don't have forums to share information, and the creation of newspapers gives these people an additional channel to get information, and at the same time, it also makes a lot of money for players who come up with the idea.

At this time, Palmer had just arrived in Moonlight Town, and he was amazed by the sightseeing cars and asphalt roads, and the clean and tidy elf village seemed like a fairy tale world, and he thought that the steelmaking place should be dirty and smelly, and there was a mist floating in the air.

If it weren't for the fact that he had to sign an agreement about the goddess here, he might have thought it was a good holiday destination.

When he came to Moonlight Town, the first thing he wanted to do was to find Allen.

He was very upset when he found the mayor and then went to talk to the mine about the shares, and then spent a god coin to buy a newspaper.

On the newspaper, Vane's picture was clearly printed on it, and Palmer was shocked, and his face turned green.

Wayne is here.

With him there, do you still want to take some of the shares from the mine and give them to Brown for nothing?

It's a miracle that those brave men can continue to work with Verne!

And the above about what Wayne did in the mine is even more clearly written, they have already negotiated with Moonlight Town about the import of ore, and it is by sea!

Palmer muttered a word of traitor to himself, and then panicked into the hall.

I had long heard that the mayor of Moonlight Town was a zombie, and after really seeing it, Palmer trembled and said: "Hello, Mayor Allen, I'm Palmer from Verne City, I'm looking for ......"

"Line up, get the number." Alan said with a wilt.

Palmer didn't know that the zombie had been so wilted because of the alcohol that had caused some deterioration in his internal organs.

He only felt that this mayor was terrible, and zombies were emotionless animals, so he must not be offended.

"Next!" Alan took the number plate and tapped lightly on the table.

Ever since the Brave Men traded with Gaia, Alan has been getting busier and busier.

Fortunately, he can eat fresh meat at any time, thinking of this, Alan licked his lips in a daze.

Palmer trembled even more when he saw this scene, as if he saw himself being eaten and wiped clean by Allen.

Some of the people who came to meet the guild leaders were that most of the merchants who did business only did business with the brave, and some of them did business with the goddesses.

This part has to queue up in the mayor's hall, because these people don't believe in the goddess, they just sign a guarantee, so they can't easily use the cloud mall to buy supplies, so they can only wait in line to applaud.

Just such a service has satisfied the people in line, and the merchants who originally thought they were going to stand in line and take the dry food all sat on the chairs of inquiry, inquiring about the latest news.

Seeing that there was a seat, Palmer hurriedly found a crowded place to sit down, and several of his entourages were not standing or sitting, and stood behind him one by one scratching their heads.

Sitting in front of Palmer were several merchants from other regions.

"If it weren't for my wife not letting me believe in the goddess, I would have believed in it a long time ago." The merchant who spoke had some buckteeth, and Brother Bucktooth beat his thigh, "I see that people who believe in it don't need to come here to line up at all, come empty-handed, go back empty-handed, and still be able to come up with a lot of goods to compete with me." ”

This is a smart person, and those who do business are not stupid.

Although none of the merchants explained the merits of worshipping the goddess, they only had to observe the worshippers to know that there must be some way for these people to smuggle these goods.

"Then you didn't earn less, the last time you left, you didn't catch up with Verne's heavy taxes, and you will definitely earn thousands of gold coins by pulling that batch of goods back. I was too bad, the day I left was the day Verne began to pay taxes, and I had made less than a hundred gold coins. ”

"Fortunately, all I bought in before were pearls, but I didn't expect that it didn't take long for Sunset City to start putting a large number of pearls, which caused my batch of goods to almost accompany me."

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The merchants were gossiping, and some people began to shop with each other, and those who were close to each other met for a while to finish their errands and go to drink, which was very lively.

Palmer, who sat in his chair, became more and more frightened the more he listened.

These merchants all came from different aristocratic territories, and now Verne is a sweet and sweet spot, and everyone wants to come up and take a bite.

After thinking of Marquis Vane's visit to Moonlight Town and talking about the export port, Palmer's face darkened.

Things are not as simple as Verne and Brown thought!

"Palmer, Palmer from Verne!" Alan shouted, then picked up the teacup with bubbling words and goji berries, and took a sip gently.

"Master Allen, I'm Palmer." Palmer bowed his head respectfully, and the sweat on his face fell.

"I look at the form you filled out, you're going to talk about the mine, right?"

As soon as the words fell, the hall fell silent, as if a needle had fallen on the ground, and it could be heard.

"I, I'm not here to talk about this, I'm just looking, looking at the mines." Where does Palmer dare to talk? He wished he could go back now and tell Verne how difficult his situation was.

Or simply don't go back, just take your wife and children and flee to the royal court!