Man......

Although Roger feels that his capital is strong enough, he still hopes to be more ...... A little more powerful and domineering?

He was a little skeptical, could it be because he couldn't satisfy Dolotia that night?

Impossible.

Seventeen times!

Roger could not forget how languid and charming Dolotia's feeble pleas that night had been to let her go and let her rest.

Hiss!

Worst!

Roger shuddered for a moment, he always felt that his body had become extremely sensitive, and the impulses in his body seemed to be somewhat uncontrollable. Just now, even if I just thought about my wedding night with Dolotia, my body was a little inexplicably throbbing and hot, but fortunately my clothes were tight, otherwise it would be a shame.

He's not that kind of person.

Shaking his head, suppressing the chaotic thoughts that had appeared in his mind, he reached out and pushed the door in front of him open, and as far as he could see, there was a rather large storefront, surrounded by several rows of shelves against the wall, all of which were all kinds of pottery, gold and silver utensils.

Some of the utensils are still sticky with mud on them, and they have not been deliberately cleaned, which looks like they have a sense of age. Although Roger seriously suspected, the dirt might have been pasted by the shopkeeper himself.

Directly opposite the door was a long counter, a fat man with a small round hat on his head lying on the table, hearing the sound and immediately straightened up, the originally expressionless fat face immediately became smiling, and the two mustaches were curled one by one, revealing treachery.

A pair of eyes the size of a soybean grain had quickly swept past Roger.

I already have a general understanding of this abrupt man who is obviously not suitable for entering his storefront.

Stout and dark-skinned, he is either a busy farmer in the fields or a hunter in the mountains and forests.

He may have accidentally found something special while farming or hunting, and wanted to sell it for him. He even went out of his way to look like a gentleman with some knowledge, thinking that he would not be easily deceived.

But the suit didn't fit, it was probably borrowed, the shirt was short, and there were no shoes...... This kind of appearance also wants to pretend to be a gentleman of high society?

It's as ridiculous as a curly-haired baboon dressed in human clothes.

What a stupid guy who is so badly dressed to try to fool him Morris's eyes? He had a hundred ways to convince the man in front of him that what he had in his hands was worthless.

Thinking that he was going to be rich again, the smile on Morris's face became more and more intense: "Oh, my friend, my name is Morris, may I ask what you need?" ”

The shopkeeper pinched his throat and squeezed out a gentle voice that gave Roger goosebumps all over his body.

Roger didn't answer immediately, looked left and right twice, then cautiously walked to the counter, took out a golden round object from his pocket, and put it in front of Maurice: "How much can it be sold for?" ”

Gold?

Morris's small eyes immediately narrowed into a slit, and his chest bulged unconsciously.

As an antique shop owner, Morris has experienced not ten thousand but eight thousand antiques in his hands.

His vision is unimaginable vicious, at a glance you can see that this is not a gold coin recast by modern people, look at the pattern on the gold coin, it is so simple and exquisite, and it is completely different from the bells and whistles made in modern times.

The sense of historical precipitation that comes to the face is so intoxicating.

5,000 years ago, the gold pound began to circulate in the market, and the gold coin was no longer minted, which means that this gold coin was at least an antique from 5,000 years ago?

The goddess of the night is above, and she is really going to get rich this time.

Of course, as a smart businessman, Morris is very good at controlling his emotions, and there is no surprise on his face at all, and even some contempt: "A metal round cake? Looks like gold. ”

"The amount is about twenty grams, you know that the northern continent has not been peaceful recently, there may be a war, the price of gold has been depreciating, maybe I can pay you two...... A thousand gold pounds, provided that it is really pure gold after I have identified it. Morris was talking nonsense, he did not think that the vulgar man in front of him would understand the relationship between war and the price of precious metals.

"Of course it's pure gold." Roger smiled, picked up the gold coin and stuffed it into his mouth before Morris had time to stop it, and there was immediately a row of shallow tooth marks on it: "Look, I didn't lie to you, did I?" ”

It's just this scene that made Morris dumbfounded.

The fat body squirmed like an insect repellent, and the next second he jumped up from the counter, his face full of fat was flushed, and his mouth was full of spittle: "Oh, you damn bastard, what did you do?" I'm going to kick your ass hard with my boots and you're going to hell, I promise. ”

Such an ancient coin of astonishing value was bitten by the teeth of this stupid madman like a donkey?

Sure enough, an inferior person is an inferior person, and even if he changes into a formal suit, he can't become a gentleman.

Roger didn't mind what came out of Morris's mouth, and shook the genuine ancient coins in his hand: "So, how much are you going to give me?" ”

"I told you, a thousand gold pounds." Morris gritted his teeth.

Roger sighed, with regret in his voice: "Mr. Morris, you are really a stingy man, far less generous than the gentleman next door, it seems that I can only sell to the gentleman next door." ”

"Next door?" Morris was stunned for a moment: "You mean Joshua's hateful guy?" How much does that guy give you? ”

Joshua, the owner of another antique shop next door, is Morris's nemesis.

"Sorry, I can't tell you, all I can say is that it's a price that drives me crazy." Roger shook his head and smiled, "He told me it was an ancient coin that was at least 10,000 years old, and I thought Mr. Morris would be more generous, but now I'm disappointed." ”

As he spoke, Roger turned to leave.

"Wait a minute, cunning boy, you won, ten thousand, ten thousand gold pounds, how about the price?" Morris shouted loudly behind him.

Roger didn't look back.

Damn it.

"Thirty thousand, thirty thousand gold pounds."

"50,000 ......"

"Oh, damn bastard, fifty-five thousand gold pounds." Morris gritted his teeth: "This is the highest price, please." ”

"Seventy thousand." Roger unceremoniously added another fifteen thousand to this number: "This is an ancient coin from at least 10,000 years ago, there is only one in the entire Senluo Continent, I don't think this price is too much." ”

The gold pound is currently the highest currency in the world, and 70,000 gold pounds is about the income of an ordinary family for 2,000 years.

That's right, for two thousand years, the Kingdom of Lovell has been relatively wealthy, but the average household income of the common people is about thirty pounds a year.

If it is the lowest noble, the knight, this figure will be greatly increased, and the legal income will be about eight hundred to one thousand pounds a year.

In the case of the baron, it can reach about 10,000.

The words of the viscount, at least a hundred tens of thousands a year...... If the viscount with a relatively wealthy territory earns hundreds of thousands of millions of gold pounds, and then the earl, marquis, and duke, the income is a figure that is difficult for Cerumbellia to peep into.

The gap between rich and poor is comparable to that of the planet.

Maurice's eyes were bloodshot, and he even had the idea of a robbery, but he quickly controlled it, he was a businessman, and he knew very well what the consequences of killing people were, and those greedy nobles and officials didn't care about the lives of civilians, but they would never miss the opportunity to wipe themselves clean.

Joshua's vision is not inferior to his own, he said that this gold coin is at least tens of thousands of years old, it is definitely not wrong, if it is just an ordinary gold nugget, a thousand pounds is its value, but like this kind of historical thing, there will be countless big nobles who want to fill the façade to buy, especially the lonely.

Only one will be even more exaggerated, and it can even be sold for a high price of 100,000.

As long as they can increase their dignity, those big nobles will never be stingy with the money in their hands.

Not to mention that there is still money to be made, even if it is a loss, this wealth cannot be cheapened Joshua.

"Bastard boy, you won ......"

After Roger walked out of the firm, he immediately got into the shop next door, and the thin and tall man in front of him was the boss Joshua.

Just like just now, Roger placed a gold coin in front of Joshua: "Mr. Joshua, how much is this gold coin worth?" What, sixty? ”

"Oh, what a despicable businessman you are...... Mr. Morris next door told me that it was an ancient coin at least fifteen thousand years old, and that he was willing to buy it for eighty thousand gold pounds, but I thought that Mr. Joshua had a better reputation, so I chose to trade with you, and I was disappointed that you were so shameless......"

When Roger walked around the antique street, he finally switched to his original state, and the pockets of his robes were all filled with gold pounds. Perhaps because the experience on Earth still affects Roger's will, he has a different kind of desire for money, and loves it as deeply as he likes beautiful women.

I went to six antique shops in total, and the gold pounds on my body reached 440,000.

From the original nothing, he suddenly had the wealth of the small aristocracy.

He held a hundred-pound bill in his hand, put it to the tip of his nose and sniffed it gently, the smell was so sweet.

Look, how beautiful is the color of this banknote, green and green? Even the little old man printed on the banknote is particularly cute.

After admiring it for a few minutes, Roger retrieved the gold pound and stored it in the storage ring that Celubelia had given him, and then walked towards the café where Celubelia was.

The former battle nun was sitting by the window, with a small cup in front of her, the liquid in which was not thick, and it was a rather cheap coffee.

It was this little cup that had sustained Selubellia all morning.

When he saw Roger appear, Selubelia's eyes lit up suddenly, picked up the cup in front of him and drank the last liquid in it, and then walked over to Roger: "Done?" ”

"Yes." Roger replied briskly, he had just made a sum of money, and he was in a good mood.

"What are we going to do next, and where are we going?" Selubellia continued to ask, she could only follow Roger's orders now.

"To Faos, the Church of Dawn and Redemption." Roger smiled, "Expungement of your charges and restore your status as a battle nun." ”

Theocratic influence is great, and Celubelia was originally a fighting nun of the Church of Faos, an identity that was very helpful to Roger.

Selubellia looked surprised, and then shook her head continuously: "My master, you may not understand, I disobeyed the orders of the church, I am already an apostate in the church, and it is absolutely impossible to remove the crime and restore the status of a fighting nun. ”

Roger shook his head: "Dear little Belea, you must know that there is no absolutely impossible thing in this world, and if something cannot be completed, then there can only be one reason. ”

The title of little Belia made Selubelia's cheeks redden, but she still stubbornly asked, "What is the reason?" ”

"The money you gave is not enough!"