But there is a way when a stone is no longer just a stone that cannot be sold for a price, and straw is no longer a few worthless weeds.

Harlow's business is better than expected.

Two straw coins, one stone carved and one copper, were sold to students in the school.

The families of children who are able to attend classes in primary school are not so poor that they cannot even afford to eat, but they are given very little pocket money.

Things related to the little fire dragon are still relatively expensive, especially those exquisite official figures and co-branded goods, and only a small number of wealthy students can afford to buy them with the pocket money they have saved for a long time.

Although Harlow's straw weaving is far inferior to those exquisite figures, there is also a 7 or 8 points similar to that of a small fire dragon.

The students who came to buy almost generously bought two straw weaves and a stone carving in one go.

The straw dragon is basically woven by his younger brother Mike, but the straw weaving is easy to rot and damaged, and it is not as easy to sell as a stone carving.

Therefore, even if the stone carving takes a little more effort, Harlow can't give up this business.

Harlow already knows how practice makes perfect, and he can basically make a stone carving in an hour.

He considered whether to quit his job in the flour mill and concentrate on stone carving, after all, this job seemed to be more lucrative than the work in the flour mill.

But just when he hesitated, business suddenly became difficult.

Harlow didn't understand what "market saturation" was, he just knew that there were more and more people selling these gadgets at the school gate.

Harlow was a little anxious that he wouldn't be able to make money, but he was glad that he didn't quit his job at the flour mill in a hot head.

He didn't know what to do right now.

The income of one copper coin a day obviously cannot support this family.

My parents, younger brother and myself have to eat every day, the harvest festival is approaching, we have to pay taxes again, and the family's savings are about to be spent.

Winter is coming, but their roofs are still broken.

It's not that he doesn't want to fix it, it's still that sentence, no money.

My father fell down and broke his leg when he went up to repair the roof.

Their house is very dilapidated and not high, so it stands to reason that there is no danger of breaking a leg. But when you're unlucky, it's so miserable.

There was a stone right where my father fell, and he had a deep wound on his thigh, and he had no money to buy medicine, and his leg soon began to bleed pus.

They took all the money and went to see the doctor in the town who knew a little bit of medicine.

The doctor said they had arrived too late, and their bones were broken, and they could only be cured with healing potions.

50 silver coins for a bottle.

Everyone was silent.

The father bowed his head and did not hesitate for long before saying to Harlow, "Let's go home." ”

Harlow returned home with his father, but he clearly did not give up hope.

50 silver coins only.

50 credits......

That's 50 silver coins!

Harlow wanted to cry, but couldn't.

The poor are probably not qualified to cry.

Unfortunately, he was the poor man.

When my father got home, he stayed in bed, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

He would sometimes help with a little work, and the little straw dragon was something he came up with and gave to his two children.

But the wound was getting worse and worse, and his body became very hot, and he slept for more than 20 hours a day.

His mother took care of him day and night, and his already thin and weak body became more and more able.

Now that the business of straw and stone dragons is gone, Harlow really doesn't know what to do.

Do you want to watch your father and mother die?

Harlow counted the money he had made over and over again.

But no matter whether he counted 100 times or 1,000 times, the small 62 copper coins would not become even one.

"Let's go to Ransville!" Harlow suddenly shouted.

Mike looked at Harlow blankly.

My father was still asleep, and my mother, though still a little awake, was so pale with weakness that she didn't even seem to have the strength to speak.

Mike was only three years old and couldn't understand what Harlow meant.

Harlow was like a drowning man grasping at the last straw, his eyes flashing with hesitation and various emotions, and finally they all turned into the determination of hope.

"Let's go to Ransville!" He repeated it again and again, as if it would give him support and courage.

Mike asked curiously, "What is Lanceville?" ”

Mike's three-year-old is strictly speaking, and he's just over two years old.

It's an age that can't even be understood by "Magical Boy Gran".

However, he vaguely felt that the word was not unfamiliar.

He was also a naughty child before his father and mother had an accident.

My father worked in a cotton factory, and because of his dexterity, he could have more than 400 copper coins a month plus benefits and bonuses.

Although the wife is pregnant and cannot work at the moment, she only has three children with the unborn child in her womb.

The burden is not heavy, and he can support the whole family with his salary alone.

Originally, the couple was still discussing saving money this year to see if they could send Harlow to school next year.

But a broken leg accident killed all hope.

Harlow has lived in this remote and backward city since he was a child, and he only listens to the existence of Lanceville from other people's mouths.

His most impressive impression of Lancevelly was only the previous match broadcast.

It is said that one of their lord's favorite players participated in the tournament, and in order to support him, he bought the broadcast rights.

Harlow's father had to go to work that day, and his younger brother was at home to take care of his mother.

Because he worked near the screening point, he took a few glances and watched the game broadcast for a while.

Such a spectacular game was the most shocking picture he had ever seen in his life.

So when he was desperate, such a powerful and magnificent picture appeared again, in his mind.

There may not be a way to sell these goods again, but what about Lanceville?

He hadn't been to that place and didn't know how much it would cost him to get there.

But when he was working in the flour mill, he could hear the customers discuss.

It was built along with the factories in the city, and the strange things that flew in the sky.

It seems to be called a train or something.

There are a lot of strange guests who come up from that strange thing, and there are also many guests who choose to leave here through that strange thing.

Harlow didn't know if the thing would get him out of here and head to Lanceville, or how much it would cost.

But if you continue to suffer here, you can really only watch your father and mother die.

Then it will be my brother and his death......

Harlow hated the result.

So he had to fight once.

Even if he doesn't understand anything, he won't know anything.

But when people are pushed to the limit, they can probably do anything.

After Harlow decided to take the goods to Lanceville to buy them, he didn't sleep again at night.

He and his brother Mike tried to increase the number of goods as much as possible in one night.

Counting the straw weaving and stone carvings that have not been sold in the past two days, if it goes well, he can bring back more than 100 copper coins.

Whether this plan is feasible or not, Harlow himself is not sure.

He nervously carried 10 copper coins and told his younger brother to take care of his parents.

He left without looking back.

He didn't know if 10 copper coins were enough, if not...... That would have to give up.

Harlow was carrying a heavy burden, and although the volume of stone carvings and straw weaving was not large, the stone carvings were made of stone after all, and they were so heavy that his thin back was bent down.

Harlow looked at the crowded station, dazed and apprehensive.

"Hello, do you want to buy a ticket?"

A nice voice rang out, and Harlow subconsciously wanted to apologize and retreat.

But the young girl spoke before him: "I'm a staff member at the station, do you want to buy a ticket to go somewhere else?" ”

Harlow nodded stiffly.

The girl in the station staff uniform said, "Then you come with me." Don't be nervous, my job is to guide guests to buy tickets, if you don't understand, just ask me. ”

Harlow's nervousness didn't disappear because of his words, but stammered even more, "Please, please, how much does it cost to go to Lanceville?" He didn't even dare to add the word "copper coin" for fear that the price of the ticket would be in silver coins or even gold coins.

But fortunately, the staff did not extinguish the last hope.

"If you don't need to transfer, the direct ticket is three copper coins," she said. If you need to make a transfer, you can buy a suitable ticket according to the transfer station, and the price ranges from four to six copper coins. ”

As soon as Harlow heard that the direct ticket only cost three copper coins, he immediately said, "I want to buy a ticket for three copper coins." ”

The surprise came too suddenly, he prepared 10 copper coins, but the ticket only cost three copper coins, this sudden surprise was about to smash him unconscious!

Harlow's eyes were shining, and the staff couldn't help but laugh.

"Okay, wait a minute, I'll get you a ticket right away."