When we arrived in the city of Sur, it began to rain. The rain was not heavy, fine and dense, and the rain powder fell, blurring the outline of things. As a result, in Allen's eyes, Sur City became a mottled block of gray and light. From a distance, you can see the city's wall, and in Allen's eyes, the height of this wall is insufficient. Even an ordinary soldier can touch the wall with a single jump, let alone a warrior like Allen, who can reach a height of six or seven meters with a full jump.

The city of Sur was rarely attacked, otherwise Baron York would have raised the wall a long time ago.

There are several tools on the wall to defend the city, which appear to be weapons such as heavy crossbows. It is very primitive and limited, and the role of the furnishings is far greater than the actual use.

There were several watchtowers in the city of Sur, and the stone spires were made of stone but there were no soldiers in sight, and the laxity of the city's defenses surprised Allen. The buildings in the city are low, except for a few buildings such as the bell tower, the church and the castle lord's palace, and most of the houses, workshops and shops are bungalows. In the smoke and rain, only the silhouettes of a few towers can be faintly seen.

After paying a silver coin, Alan and the others were able to enter the city.

Walking into the city gate, there is a square. The square was paved with mud and sand, and when it was washed away by the rain, it turned into a muddy field. In the muddy square, an army of a hundred or so people was just disbanded. Judging by the weapons in their hands, this army had about twenty gunners, the rest were infantry. The officer reprimanded them loudly and casually looked at Allen.

Alan smiled brightly.

The officer was stunned for a moment, and then came back to his senses, Allen and the others had already entered the city.

It is more appropriate to say that it is an urban area, but it is better to say that it is a messy alleyway. The winding narrow lanes, flanked by dilapidated and blackened bungalows, were smoking from the chimneys of every house as it approached evening, and the choking smell of charcoal wafted in the air as the smoke rose.

In the hallways outside some of the houses, two or three children in sackcloth and trousers looked at Alan curiously. There were even a few daring children who ran up to the front and spread out their hands and shouted things like "sugar candy". Jim would then use his only hand to chase away the children like flies, and even light a flame on his fingertips.

The sudden burst of flames caused the children to scream and run away, but they looked at them with more curiosity.

The rain seems to be intensifying.

"Let's rest here, get something to eat, and then I'll go and call Shaun's fat pig. Oh, and he's the biggest cotton spinning merchant in Sur. Of the ten workshops in the city, five or six belonged to him. ”

Pushing open the wooden door of a bar, Jim said. There weren't many people in the bar, after all, it wasn't the time for a drink, and there were meals served here during meal times, and Jim was familiar with it. When he entered, he shouted to the bar, "Old Roque, bring us five dinners." ”

He asked Alan again, "Master, do you drink?" Their ale is not bad. ”

"Taste it." Alan said succinctly.

So he and Willik and the others found a corner and sat down, there were five of them, and they were all fresh faces except for Jim. Some of the guests in the bar looked at each other, but they withdrew their gaze with amusement when they came into contact with Willik's formidable Angry Beast's gauntlets, and Belmode's short blade in his hand.

As long as you are a normal person, you know that it is not a good thing to provoke adventurers. These people are not gentlemen, they can fight for women, or they can go out and kill people for a bad look. Although they didn't know that the Alan people were not adventurers.

Alan swept around the bar.

The bar is a typical civil structure, with walls made of stone bricks, but the supporting frame of the building is made of wood. The candlesticks hanging from above are lit with candles, which are the main lighting of the bar, but with two electric lights near the bar, it is clear that the planet has started to use electricity, but all of them are in the initial stages.

At this time, the guests began to talk about an attack last night, and from their words, Alan could tell that it was Baku and the others. Alan glanced at Jim, and the magician walked away and graciously invited the men who talked the most to drink a bottle of ale.

Before dinner could be served, several scantily clad and ordinary-looking women walked into the bar. They seemed to be regular visitors here, and they chose a table close to Alan and the others to sit down. Two of them took a long, thin pipe out of their cheap handbags, filled it with some tobacco, and smoked it. A woman in a black dress winks at Allen and makes suggestive gestures.

Then Jim came back and said, "Those people are in prison, and I heard that they will be sent to the mines for a few days to work as coolies, and they probably won't come back." ”

He glanced at the women again, swallowed his saliva and said, "These are the prostitutes in Sur City, and they can provide you with satisfactory service for just one silver coin." ”

However, Alan was not interested in this, and Jim only shrugged his shoulders and remained silent.

Soon the food came up, and looking at the bread, soup, and steak small enough to swallow in one bite, Willik complained, "Isn't there anything better?" ”

"Yes, but you have to go to the City Lord's Mansion." The waiter said humorously.

Jim said: "The people in the city have not had an easy time in the past two years, the Baron of York has raised his taxes, and the average man has tightened his belt to barely survive. ”

"It seems that this baron has a bad habit of collecting money." Edward smiled.

"I've heard that the baron's warehouse is full of gold." Jim whispered.

Alan coughed lightly and said, "Eat." ”

After dinner, Jim left the bar. Half an hour later, he returned with a fat man with a gold chain the size of a little finger around his neck, and the necklace was crudely made but full of weight. If the chain were pure gold, it would be worth enough to make the bar blush.

The fat man sat down opposite Allen and the others, slapped his big palm on the table and said, "Which of you is the boss, if it weren't for this, I wouldn't think I would come out of the house on a rainy day." Since you want to talk about business, let's talk about it now, I don't like to be verbose. ”

Jim smiled and introduced: "This is Mr. Sean, if the young master wants to do business, it is right to cooperate with him." ”

Sean pulled out a piece of clothing from his pocket, which was a sample of the fabric Jim had brought. Actually, it was the corners of the clothes cut from Alan's original clothes, but it was this thing that aroused Sean's interest. The fat man pinched the piece of fabric and said, "Sue me, how did you produce a textile of this density?" ”

Allen leaned forward and smiled: "This is the worsted technology developed by our family, does Mr. Sean think there is a market?" ”

"Do you think I'll sit here if it's unprofitable? So, you're the boss of this guy's mouth? ”

"My name is Alan."

"You're so young."

Alan nodded, "Yes, it is because I am young that I dare to take risks, otherwise I would not be sitting here." ”

"Very good, I want this technique. I don't know how Master Allen is going to cooperate with me? Sean said dryly.

"Quite simply, I provide the technology, as well as the necessary machines for production. Of course, because we came from afar, it was impossible to take the machine with us. We only have technicians, so we also need to buy and even make our own parts for assembly. ”

"These aren't problems, there are no smelters in Sur City, but I know some good artisans," Sean said. As long as you have a pattern, they can make it. ”

"Then of course, the workers and the venue will also be provided by Mr. Sean, and we will divide the profits after that." Alan spread his palms and shook them.

Sean laughed, "That's not going to work, little master. You see, the workers' site is all up to me, and the parts you need for your machine also fall on my head, but in the end, I only account for 50% of the profit. That's a little too little. ”

"Okay, you're six, I'm four."

"No, I can only divide you into 30%!"

Alan laughed and said to Jim, "There should be other workshops in Sur City that are willing to cooperate, right?" ”

Jim nodded and said, "Of course, young master." ”

Sean said in a deep voice, "But none of them are bigger than me. ”

"Then let them join forces." Alan said lightly: "There is a word in our place." As long as there is a double profit, no merchant will refuse such a sale. If there is a triple profit, all businessmen are willing to fight for it. And the technology I provide is enough to make your textiles enter the upper class society, and be admired by the noble ladies, so that the profit is more than three times. It's okay if Mr. Sean doesn't do it, I think, there are people who want to work with me. ”

Sean narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at Allen. His eyes moved to Willik and the others, Edward lowered his head and didn't know what to think, while Willik moved his gauntlets, and the short knife in Belmode's hand would always disappear for a moment, and then reappear like a trick. Sean saw these in his eyes, and finally returned to Alan and smiled: "Deal, Master Alan, I have made a friend of yours." However, in order to cooperate, I also need more fabric samples and even ready-to-wear. Because to integrate the workshop and requisition the site, I need to get the approval of Lord Baron, and I need to show something enough to impress him. ”

"That's no problem, we'll bring a ready-to-wear next time."

"That's a lot of anticipation."

Sean called for an ale and poured it for Allen and the others: "I wish us a smooth cooperation." ”

After a few drinks with him, Alan said without a trace: "Mr. Sean, there is one more thing to trouble you. ”

"What's the matter?"

"We had a few coolie slaves when we came, but they ran away two days ago. They're probably coming to Sur, so I wonder if you'll be able to keep an eye on them. As a master, I need to punish them harshly before I can give a warning to the other slaves. As he spoke, Alan described what Baku looked like.

Baku's scarred appearance was very obvious, and Sean said when he heard it, "It turned out to be them." ”

Alan made a surprised look: "Mr. Sean has seen them. ”

Sean nodded: "Last night, your slaves broke in, taught the city defense team a lesson, and then threw them in prison, I heard that they were going to be taken to the mine as coolies." ”

"That's not going to work." Alan said.

(I'm sorry I missed it when I dragged the manuscript.) ）R1058