The wind was a little cool, and Allegri, tossing and turning, got up and closed the window.

I slept in the evening, but now I can't sleep. For the past two or three hours, he had been lying down for a while, getting out of bed for a while, repeating the process like a fly without a head.

The light outside the window dimmed, and Allegri estimated that it should be about one or two o'clock in the night. His mouth was dry, so he went out to find water to drink, and went around to find a stone well in the courtyard.

The noise was faintly heard, and occasionally drunken drinkers could be seen urinating directly at the base of the wall. Allegri fetched a bucket of water, took a few sips and put it on the ground, and the big dog also lay down his head and stuck out his tongue to lick it.

He rubbed his hands together and looked around casually. The backyard of the tavern is large, with rows of low houses on one side and semi-open-air stables on the other. Just as he was looking, a thin and hunchbacked old man walked out slowly with his hands behind his back.

Allegri glanced at him, saw that he only had one eye left, his eyes were cold, and he subconsciously took a half step back. In this kind of mixed place, it is better to be cautious.

"What are you doing?" the old man paused, his voice low.

"Drink water. Allegri pointed to the barrel and replied carefully.

"I asked you what you do. The old man was a little dissatisfied, and he asked about identity, not behavior.

"The tenant who lives across from me," said the woman whom Allegri had seen earlier, passing by, replied casually, "Old knife, your suspicions have been relapsed. ”

The one-eyed old man snorted and walked away without further questioning.

When he was far away, Allegri thanked him and asked, "Who is he?"

"What do you think?" the woman asked, looking for a barrel. Carrying half a bucket of water, he walked towards the wooden building.

"The tavern's ...... Marg?" Allegri wasn't sure.

"Groom?" the woman chuckled and shook her head, "the copper compass can gain a foothold in the docks, but it all depends on the scimitar in the old fellow's hand. ”

Thinking of the old man's shriveled appearance, Allegri couldn't help but be speechless. He didn't see it. The other party is actually a clever martial artist.

"You help me carry it. When she reached the top of the stairs, the woman put the barrel down and commanded without any obscurity.

Allegri picked up the bucket and saw that the woman had squirmed upward. With a plump waist and hips, and a long skirt that could not be hidden, his mouth was dry for a while, and he hurriedly lowered his head.

The two climbed to the fourth floor, and the woman opened the door and poured the water from the bucket into the wooden basin. It should be used for grooming. By the light of the candles, Allegri glanced over and saw that her room was a little more spacious, with a wardrobe and dresser in addition to the bed, but it was also the most rudimentary.

"What did you just do?" Allegri asked casually, his room unlocked and opened with a push.

"Go to work. The woman spread out the futon and sighed. "It's a pity that I waited for half the night, and there was no business. ”

"What's going on so late—" Allegri was halfway through his words, and suddenly came to his senses, "uh", and hurriedly shut up.

"By the way, do you want to take care of my business?" the woman winked. "I can give you a 50% discount. ”

This discount is indeed a friendly price. But Allegri was not in the habit of recruiting prostitutes, not to mention that he was too shy to pay half the price.

"I knew it. Seeing him standing still, he was speechless. The woman snorted contemptuously. I don't know if it's because the other party has no money, or because he has no guts.

"I'm Allegri, what do you call me?" Allegri scratched his head and changed the subject.

"Beverly. Before closing, the nightingale, who lived opposite the door, replied.

About two or three miles east of the tavern is the busy dock.

The causeway leading to the bay was originally made of white stone, but after hundreds of years of wind and rain erosion, the moss is so dense that the original color of the stone can no longer be distinguished.

On the blue sea, with white sails, dozens of meters long large ships docked at the other end of the causeway. The goods are lowered by pulleys, and the coolies who wait in line take the wooden boxes or sacks in turn, trot across the embankment, and unload them to the shore.

Allegri walked along the coast, looking for a long time, but he could not find a job to make ends meet. Simba, the big dog, followed alongside, as if sensing the owner's mood and was a little depressed.

Half of the money in the pocket remained, and dozens of coins clanged, and of these, only one was silver.

"It's no wonder that if you don't have any experience, you won't accept it in the workshop. Allegri sighed, looked at the coolies on the causeway, and decided to try his luck again.

You don't need any experience to carry this kind of work.

But he still thought too simply, the thin manager of the trading house looked at his equally thin figure, as well as the tattered old robe that was not suitable for work, and shook his head again and again, "Little brother, carrying a bag is not something you can do if you want to, we are billed by the piece, even if you can hard-top a few times at the beginning, in the end it hurts your body." ”

Although he also had good intentions, Allegri insisted, "Uncle, I know, you just let me try." ”

"This ......," the steward hesitated. He's used to seeing guys who don't measure themselves, and it's hard and tiring to work for two days, but you don't have the skills, so you can only sell this skill.

"Brin, let him try. The burly man passed by, listened to a few words, and spoke. It was Logan that Allegri met in the tavern yesterday.

His words were very effective, the old steward was stunned, and immediately nodded and agreed, "Okay, then do it for two days first." ”

"Thank you. Allegri thanked them separately, and the big man patted him on the shoulder as if to encourage him, and then turned away.

"Since Logan vouches for you, then you can come with me. The old butler, named "Brin", raised his hand and beckoned.

Ordering the big dog to stay where he was, Allegri rolled up the hem of his robe, rolled up his sleeves, and followed the old butler to the other end of the causeway.

Before the ship on the causeway began to unload, a group of coolies were giggling and gossiping, led by a bald man, who seemed to be telling a meat joke and using foul language.

"Barron, this is new—" called the old steward, and asked with a tilted head, "what's your name?"

A few days ago, Allegri had no place to live, and Allegri didn't think to hide it. But since he wants to live here for a long time, for the sake of comprehensiveness, he hesitated for a moment, but still casually said a fake name, "Uncle, you can call me Igo." ”

"This is Igo. You arrange it. The old steward commanded the bald man.

"Old Brin, don't worry. "Barron has a big deal. But as soon as Brin left, he glanced up and down at Allegri, and said with a strange smile, "Boy, you dare to carry a bag with your body?"

"I'm betting on three copper coins, and after noon today, he'll carry a maximum of twenty bags. The bearded man next to him shouted. Although the weather is cold. But he wore only a short shirt, and his arms were open, revealing his bronzed skin and chest hair.

"I gave out five copper coins, only ten packs, and he cried and shouted that he was going to slip away. Another guy spoke. The average weight of the goods at the wharf is between 100 and 120 catties, which is better if it is grain, but if it is a wooden box full of ore. Anyone will be miserable.

It was useless to say more, Allegri just laughed with him. Let them gamble for their own money.

"Alright," said a relenting man, a yellow-faced man, who pulled Allegri over and offered to introduce him, "Don't be reckless." After unloading, go to the steward to get a wooden chip, and when the work is finished, you have to calculate the wages from it...... According to the regulations. Carry five times, you can rest for three minutes, carry ten times, you can go to the side to ask for a bowl of water to drink. ”

"Thank you, brother. Allegri said gratefully.

At this time, the pulleys were also erected, and the first batch of goods came down slowly. On the wooden planks where the cables are attached, there are about a dozen wooden boxes.

Seeing this, the coolies suddenly sighed.

"Boy, here you come. About a meter and a half from the ground, Barron shouted, and the pulley stopped. He raised his hand, as if he wanted to see Allegri's joke.

"I'll do it first. The yellow-faced man rushed forward, his back slightly arched, and two other coolies helped move the wooden box onto his back. He held it on with his hands and struggled towards the shore.

Mimicking his pose, Allegri also turned to wait. Barron winked, and the coolie unloading the goods stacked the two boxes of goods and landed them on Allegri's back at the same time.

This is called getting off the horse, and the newcomer has to taste some hardships before he will obey in the future.

As soon as the wooden box reached its body, Allegri felt that the weight was wrong. If a boulder weighs down on the top, his knees will be crushed to the ground.

"If you can't bear it, throw it away, stupid!" Barron yelled for a moment. If the cargo is too heavy, the best thing to do is to go backwards to avoid injury. But obviously, this newcomer doesn't even understand the common sense of coolies, and he still wants to hold on.

Barron wanted to crush him, not crush him, and the difference was still huge.

Allegri gritted his teeth, supported the wooden box with both hands, and suddenly a brute force suddenly grew in his body, and he stood firmly on his knees.

The body transformed by the "Bright Godhead" can be comparable to a middle-level warrior in terms of strength alone, and the weight of two hundred catties is not enough to crush him.

Under the surprised gaze of Barron and the others, this guy with a half-rolled robe, carrying two boxes of goods, walked steadily across the causeway. The big dog barked and greeted him, as if to cheer him on.

This afternoon, Allegri carried a total of fifty bags.

Correspondingly, he was paid fifty copper coins. It was the first job he found after coming to Thraland and the first money he earned.

"Good boy, I'm looking away. It was slightly dark, and the old steward patted him on the shoulder and praised, and the other coolies, one by one, were sweating profusely, sitting on the side panting, but the newcomer in front of him actually looked as usual, and obviously had enough energy to spare.

"Uncle, is there anything else?" Allegri asked again, taking the pay.

"It's not gone today, tomorrow at nine o'clock in the morning, you come back again," the old steward thought for a while, and then took out ten copper coins and put them in his hand, "Take it, it's my reward for you." ”

"Thank you, uncle. Allegri said politely.

"By the way, where do you live?" inquired the old steward, "if you come to the ship at night and the pay is doubled, I will have someone call you." ”

"Copper Compass Tavern. Allegri replied truthfully.

Steward Brin nodded and walked away, he had to count the number of goods.

"Hey, boy," Allegri was about to go back when the bearded man shook over and smashed a dozen copper coins into his hand, "this is what we lost to you." ”

"Thank you. Allegri smiled, called the big dog, and went back to the tavern.

The daily room rate is forty copper coins, and two meals in the morning and evening are about twenty copper coins. In this way, he still has a dozen copper coins left today.

Allegri was in a good mood, and with the money, he bought a pack of candles, carried it in his arms, and pushed open the wooden door of the tavern.

"Boy, that's good. "Big Han Logan, still sitting in his position yesterday, saw him come in, and gave him a thumbs up.

He's well-informed, Allegri thought as he sat across from him and smiled, "Brother Logan, I'll invite you to drink." ”

"Next time," Logan called out to the waiter, waving his hand, "Luben, bring me two more stouts and a plate of roast." ”

The other party should know that he is shy in his pocket, so he doesn't want him to break the bank. Allegri was moved, but he didn't know how to express it, so he just secretly wrote it down.

Logan chatted casually with him and told him some interesting things about the docks. It didn't take long for Luben to bring beer and barbecue.

But as soon as they had taken their drinks, a young man rushed in, glanced at Allegri, leaned over the big man's ear, and said something hurriedly.

"Something, I'll go first. Rogan nodded slightly, raised his glass to Allegri, and drank his stout.

The big glass of the tavern has a full capacity of a catty, and when Allegri was still pouring it, the big man had already pushed the door out, and the barbecue on the table had not moved.

"This big brother Logan is really generous. A man and a dog, feasting, Allegri burped and muttered to himself.

Glancing up, the waiter Lu Ben was walking towards this side, his heart jumped, and he suddenly remembered, Logan won't fail to pay, right?

It's miserable, this large plate of barbecue, how can it cost more than a dozen copper coins, and all the money earned today has to be put into it.

But Lu Ben didn't say anything, just cleaned up the plate and wine glass.

"How much is it?" Allegri asked, gritting his teeth.

"What money?" said Luben lazily, "Brother Logan came to drink, and it was all on the books." ”

Hearing this, Allegri breathed a sigh of relief.

"I don't know, what he likes about you," Lu Ben complained with a snort, "In terms of appearance, Young Master Ben is a hundred times stronger than you." ”

"you," Allegri scolded, and after a moment's thought, he asked, "By the way, Brother Logan, what do you do?"

"Ask for yourself. Luben rolled his eyes and walked away with the tray, his half-dead appearance was really unbeaten.

... (To be continued......)