Eastern.

Xavier touched his rumbling belly and walked to the restaurant next to him.

Compared with the usual hygiene situation in the East District, the restaurants in front of me are much cleaner than them, but they are only up to standard, they belong to the type of people who don't eat badly, but there are more seats, and there are many people sitting in the narrow restaurant, and even a bit of the taste of food stalls in the previous life, which is the gospel of the poor.

At this time, the local residents raised their glasses or raised their forks, and ate all kinds of food in the laughter and the smell of oil smoke, because there are no chopsticks in this world, so most of the dishes are mainly plated, and then eaten with forks.

Such an atmosphere awakened some memories of Xavier, and he didn't know if there was a barbecue and beer here, otherwise, it would really be no different from his previous life, especially this lively environment, which was difficult for him to see in the inner city.

The diners who saw him come in raised their heads one after another, some continued to eat after just one glance, and some began to wonder why such a well-dressed swordsman would come to this restaurant.

But curiosity is curiosity, the East End is originally a mixed place, and most people will not casually ask about other people's identities.

"Friend, what do you want?" asked the guy in the shop to Xavier, who was seated, not 'sir', but 'friend', which was different from the inner city restaurant.

"What's so delicious?" Xavier asked, curious about what the people of the East End usually eat.

"Safuafa, or you can try gukelse. The guy said to him a bunch of words that he didn't understand at all, or rather, he knew it was in the language of the world, but he didn't know what they meant.

Anyway, after a bunch of comparisons, he learned that safuafa is something similar to a dumpling, with a bunch of fillings wrapped in dough, and gukelse is the internal organs of a cow, which is the legendary offal.

Faced with this situation, Xavier, who had difficulty choosing, directly refused to choose, and responded, "I want them all." ”

Hearing this, several residents of the Eastern District next to them couldn't help but raise their thumbs, they thought that this black-haired swordsman in gorgeous clothes would not be able to taste the food that only these people in the Eastern District eat, but they didn't expect that this swordsman was more courageous and courageous than they imagined.

The man in front of Xavier directly picked up the wine glass and toasted to Xavier, "Friend, I see that your spirit is extraordinary, how about a glass of wine?"

"I don't drink. Xavier smiled and shook his head, but still raised the water glass that the guy had just given him, "But I can salute you with water." ”

"Okay!" the man didn't care that much, maybe he was just looking for an excuse to drink more, and after a drink, he heard him ask, "Anyway, I rarely see you here, friend, you're not from the East End, are you?"

"Hmm. Xavier nodded, he didn't really want to expose too much of his information, so he quickly asked, "What about you, are you all residents of the East End?"

"For now, yes. The man looked at the people who were eating, "If we can relocate, most of us should leave." ”

"And if you don't want to stay here, why don't you go to the South, North, or even the Inner City?" Xavier asked a hilarious question.

Because in the eyes of the people of the Eastern District, this question is similar to 'why not eat minced meat'.

So the man in front of him also smiled, but Jing then smiled bitterly, "I think, friend, you should be from the inner city, otherwise you won't understand such a simple truth." ”

"We couldn't afford to live in other areas, so we had to live in the East End, and that's it. ”

This sentence may be a little difficult for a true nobleman to understand, but Xavier quickly understood what he meant.

For example, the price of an inner city hotel is about 20 euros a day, 6 crowns for 30 days, and the average person's monthly salary in the capital is only 3 to 5 crowns.

As for buying a house, not to mention it, an ordinary house in the inner city is estimated to cost about a few thousand crowns, if it is more difficult to understand, it can be described in another way, with Xavier's salary when he was the captain of the detachment, he also needs to work without food or drink for more than ten years in a row to buy a house.

And the salary of the squad leader is already very high here, not to mention these ordinary people, it should be even more difficult to survive.

Thinking of this, Xavier couldn't help but ask, "No offense, but I want to ask, what is the approximate rent in the East End?"

"Five to seven orls or so, depending on if you want to sleep better. ”

That's about two crowns a month, compared to the salary is still very expensive, it's almost three-twoths Xavier couldn't help but sigh, and quickly understood why they could only live in the East End, but then there was another question.

Why don't they go anywhere else and stay in the capital?

Wouldn't it be better to go north, to Gournia, or somewhere else in Knossos?

The man who heard this question was also stunned for a while, waiting for a long time before responding, "Because my family is here."

In other words, it is you who are used to this kind of life and are unwilling to leave here Xavier nodded suddenly, he understands this state of mind very well, not everyone has the courage to leave the place where they have lived for many years.

At least in the East End, he has a job, and although he has to pay a lot of rent, he can still support his wife and daughter, but what about going somewhere else? Can Xavier be sure that they will survive somewhere else?

Xavier didn't dare.

All they could do was to send their children to education in the hope that they would become swordsmen, magicians, and thus get out of this class.

And his cheap apprentice Nord is probably also in this capacity.

Suddenly, Xavier's mind remembered some experiences from his previous life, and then he shook his head and said to the man in front of him

"Today's meal, I'll treat you to it. ”

"Oh, friend, no!"

"No, no, no. Xavier shook his head and smiled, "Think of it as intelligence money." ”

After speaking, he hurriedly ate the beef offal and dumplings in front of him, the former was washed very clean, which was quite different from the appearance of the Eastern District, and the latter was the taste of pork, a bit of a previous life.

Then, he threw a few orr to the shopkeeper and left the restaurant under the man's gaze.

"Thank you, friend, I'll be grateful!" the man in the shop shouted at the distant back.

And in response to him, he only waved his right hand back slightly, indicating that he didn't need to mind.

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