Chino walked up to Donald, raised his hand, and gently helped him adjust the angle of his head: "Yes, that's it, don't move~"

Tang Lao felt that this person had a bubble in his brain, and he opened his mouth and scolded: "Dry..."

"Poof!" The moment Donald's mouth opened, Chino's little hand pierced like a pit viper, pulling out his entire tongue in a scalp-tinging sound of flesh tearing.

Because the angle was well adjusted, and the speed was too fast, the blood that spurted out did not splash Chino at all, only a little saliva on the waterproof cowhide gloves.

"If you don't want your tongue, donate it to someone useful." Chino let go of his fingers, letting the bloody tongue fall to the ground.

Blood foam gushed out, quickly blocking the edematous throat, Donald collapsed on the ground, his thin body twitched one after another, and dense blood spots appeared on the surface of his eyeballs, so he was choked to death by his own blood in severe pain.

The thug froze for a moment, then rushed at Chino with a roar, his huge fist smashing down like a cannonball.

The shadows were staggered, and Chino had gone around behind the thug like a ghost, and a hand was wrapped around his neck, looking like he was hooking Qingqing and me from a distance.

But in fact, at the moment when the little hand was surrounded, a violent bone cracking sound came from the thug's neck, and the atlas was directly broken.

There was one more insignificant corpse in the room.

The one-eyed dragon looked terrified, and was about to scream when Paladin punched him back into the stomach and covered his mouth.

Chino took off his dirty waterproof cowhide gloves, the white gloves against his skin were still as clean as winter snow, and he stood with his slender index finger in front of his lips, smiling and making a silent motion.

The one-eyed dragon gasped and nodded in fear.

Paladin let go of his hand, and a ragged gasp echoed through the room.

Chino: "You're the second-in-command here?" ”

The one-eyed dragon nodded like pounded garlic.

"Congratulations~ From today, you are the number one." Chino's tone was friendly, "So, would you like to take over the deal just now?" ”

The one-eyed dragon was already frightened, how dare he refuse, and said tremblingly: "Yes!" I do! ”

In this way, the salt crystal was successfully sold and exchanged for 1083 silver moons.

The one-eyed dragon thought that he could send the plague god away, but Chino found a chair and sat down, and apologized, "I'm sorry for soiling your floor, Paladin, help him clean up." ”

Paladin honestly went to clean up the bodies of Donald and the thug, as well as the tongue that had been detached from his body, and brought a bucket and a rag, and began to wipe the blood on the floor.

"I have another cooperation I want to talk to you about." Chino motioned for the one-eyed dragon to sit down, pointed to the thick sack at the door of the room, and said, "The moon coins I brought, including the moon coins sold by Salt Crystal just now, there are more than 2,000 silver moons in total. I can honestly tell you that these silver moons are not clean, and I want to make them clean. ”

The one-eyed dragon shrank his head and asked, "How do you want me to cooperate?" ”

"Do you know any friends who collect paintings?"

"Yes, but they're in regular business."

"Very well, I just want a regular businessman." Chino thought for a moment and asked, "This kind of formal transaction usually has a receipt, or some kind of certificate, right?" ”

The one-eyed dragon nodded: "Yes, there is a certificate, there will be the official seal of the local chamber of commerce on it, and you also have to pay taxes, and the tax on oil paintings is 5%. ”

Chino untied the sack, took out the packaged oil painting, and spread it out in front of the one-eyed dragon: "How much do you think they are willing to pay for this oil painting?" ”

The one-eyed dragon looked at it for a moment and scratched his head: "It's a very ordinary oil painting, probably... A dozen copper moons. ”

Chino smiled and said, "More than that, right?" I like this painting very much, why don't you sell it to them for 2,000 silver moons? ”

The one-eyed dragon wanted to laugh, but didn't dare to laugh: "It seems a little difficult to do." ”

Chino brought in the sack containing the silver moon and stuffed it into the one-eyed dragon's arms.

The one-eyed dragon hugged the sack, a little confused: "My lord? ”

Chino shrugged: "It's your money, not mine." I hope you can contact your friends and sell my painting for 2,000 Silver Moon, remember to issue a voucher. ”

At this moment, the one-eyed dragon finally reacted, and unconsciously showed a look of amazement, he stood up and bowed to Chino, and said mysteriously: "I have taken a closer look, this painting hides many mysteries, it is almost like it came from the hands of a god, it will definitely sell for a good price, I promise you!" ”

After disposing of the unclean money at the one-eyed dragon, Chino left only a silver moon on his body, and some scraps of copper and iron moon, and left the black market with Paladin.

Chino took the silver moon in his hand and played with it, circling back and forth between his fingers, like a butterfly fluttering. He has a soft spot for this kind of moon coin, the silver is not as dirty as copper and iron in color, and there is no nouveau riche feel of gold, elegant and restrained, and the feel is also great.

Chino turned the silver moon to the palm of his hand and held it: "Paladin." ”

"Yes."

"Are you hungry?"

"I—" Paladin hesitated, not knowing if it was some strange test. Although he was indeed hungry, he felt that he should maintain a capable image in front of the superiors, so he said, "I am not hungry." ”

Chino shrugged: "Really?" Originally, I wanted to say that you and I have been busy all morning, and I should treat you to dinner. ”

Paladin was a little frightened when he heard this: "My lord, you think too highly of me..."

"How about accompanying me for a bite to eat?"

"My pleasure!"

The two of them came to the civilian living quarters, and Chino paid attention to the food in this world, which was not much different from the previous life in terms of the civilian class, and most of the staple food was bread made of wheat, and you could also see quinoa, chickpeas, and the like.

The price of staple food is also very low, and in the case of bread, for example, you can buy fist-sized whole wheat bread for a few iron moons - from this point alone, 1 iron month is about the same as 1 yuan.

However, Chino read a book last night, called "The Theory of Lunar Coins", and he found that the economic system of this world is relatively special, and the gold, silver, copper, and iron of monthly coins not only represent purchasing power, but also represent the range of purchases.

In terms of exchange rate, 1 gold moon can be exchanged for 1,000 silver moons, 1 silver moon can be exchanged for 100 copper moons, and 1 copper moon can be exchanged for 10 iron moons.

Jin Yue has the strongest purchasing power and the widest range of purchases, and can buy everything, from military controlled products to firewood, rice, oil and salt - of course, no one will buy oil and salt with it, and the hawkers can't find it.

Silver Moon can be used to buy everything except military controlled items.

The purchasing power of the Copper Moon has become limited, and the standard weapons, rare metals, land, and school tuition fees that can be paid for in the Gold and Silver Month cannot be settled in the Copper Month.

At the bottom of the Iron Moon, it can only be used to buy the necessities of life, such as farming tools, needlework, cereals, beans, firewood, rice, oil, salt, sugar, and food made from these raw materials.

Live poultry, livestock, meat, eggs, milk and other meat products cannot be purchased with the iron month - these "luxury goods" must be settled at least in the copper month.

On top of that, monthly coins can be exchanged downwards, not upwards.

For example, if you need to loose money, you can exchange gold for silver, silver for copper, and copper for iron, but not the other way around.

In other words, even if you have more Silver Moon, you can't exchange it for a higher level Golden Moon, and the same goes for copper and iron - this refers to official channels.

Underground channels even dare to buy and sell salt crystals, and they definitely support the upward exchange of monthly coins, but it is definitely illegal, and the handling fee will be ridiculously high.

At the same time, different statuses and occupations have different types of monthly coins when settling remuneration.

For example, as the civil affairs officer of Shilin Town, Chino is a full-time official, and his salary is settled in silver months, with a salary of 50 silver months in one year.

For soldiers like Paladin, the salary is settled in copper months, and the salary is 2,000 copper months for one year.

Therefore, the moon coin represents not only wealth but also social class in Doguland.

...

Chino was patrolling the market, and he noticed that there wasn't much meat.

Not surprisingly, meat can only be purchased with copper moon and above monthly coins, and in border towns like Shirin, meat is a luxury, and there are probably more than 1,000 residents who can afford it.

However, instead of meat, Chino was looking for sugar.

He has an extremely serious "sugar addiction", the kind that will die if he eats no sugar.

In his previous life, he was imprisoned for a long time after being captured by the leader, and he didn't eat anything sweet when he came here, and he was addicted to sugar a long time ago.

Luckily, he found cranberry honey bread in a bakery, and a whole piece only costs 3 iron moons.

He wiped down the table and chair with a tissue, bought half a dozen breads in one go, washed his hands and began to eat.

Paladin stood beside him like a wooden man, he didn't eat breakfast, and Chino's eating was so good-looking, the more he looked at it, the more fragrant he felt, and he couldn't help but swallow his throat.

Chino noticed Paladin staring at the bread in his hand, smiled helplessly, and handed over a piece of bread that he hadn't eaten: "Eat a piece." ”

"Thank you, sir." Paladin doesn't pretend anymore, there's no need to get along with your stomach.

"Wash your hands first."

"Yes..."

After eating the sweets, Chino walked through the streets, familiarizing himself with the layout of Shirintown.

There are still 13 days left before the reincarnation team attacks, this is the first battlefield, and you must know every corner well.

The farther you go to the edge, the less populated you get, and through a city, Chino finds a soldier's watchtower and a blockade ahead.

Looking through the wooden bars wrapped in sharp wires, you can see the diagonal city in a dilapidated state, the houses have been destroyed by the rain and are stained with mold, the dilapidated windows are only glass residues, and the occasional figure can be seen hobbling in and out, and the atmosphere is gloomy.

Paladin reminded softly, "Your Excellency, you'd better not go over there, it's an epidemic area. ”

Chino remembered Dogulander's bestiality and looked at the soldiers near the blockade, each with a beak mask around their waists.

He had seen this kind of thing, in previous lives, medieval plague doctors would wear this kind of protective equipment, it took the shape of a bird's beak, and the beak of the bird was filled with medicinal herbs to cover up the smell of corpses and destroy pathogens, which was equivalent to a kind of gas mask.

Chino deliberately pretended to forget and knocked on the head: "How many bestiality infected people are there in our Shilin Town?" ”

"There are more than 200 people in total, more than 150 in the upper epidemic area and more than 50 in the lower epidemic area."

"Upper and lower floors?"

Paladin was stunned: "My lord, this is a decree signed by the royal family, have you forgotten?" The royal family allowed the Crimson Church's plague doctors to treat infected people with blood, and divided the affected areas into upper and lower levels. ”

Chino heard the sound and looked over, and there was a man in the corner of the blockade, his back was high and bulging, the skin was taut with distorted bones, his protruding mouth and nose were like a tumor, his palms were twice the size of ordinary people, his nails were black and sharp, and there were thick and hard steel hairs on the back of his hands.

Undoubtedly an infected.

Beside the man, two plague doctors wearing bird's beak masks were transfusing blood for him, they were dressed in burqas, the color of which seemed to be soaked in scarlet and warm liquid, the trim was mottled and twisted, and the folds of the clothes were constantly broken and broken, like some indescribable creature.

In the blood bag, the color of the blood was so dark that it turned black, and although the venous blood of the person was originally black, the blood transfused into it was as black as oil.

The man's eyes were originally full of bloodshot and he trembled from time to time, but when the blood was transfused, the body tremors eased significantly, and the bloodshot in his eyes was no longer dense, and the whole person breathed out as if he had loosened the strings: "Whew..."

Paladin reminded: "The bestiality is still incurable, and once it is infected, it is for life. The reason why Doguland was able to control the epidemic was because of salt crystals and blood therapy. The "purified blood" provided by the Crimson Church can temporarily make infected people infectious, but they must be treated with blood regularly, otherwise the infection will return. ”

Chino noticed that while the plague doctor was infusing the man with purified blood, he also bled on the other side, much like a crude dialysis treatment.

The filthy blood that was released would be put into a special sealed container and taken away by the epidemic doctors.

After the blood was healed, the soldiers removed the spiked wooden bars and let the man return to the plagued area.

Paladin explains: "Patients who can afford to pay for blood therapy and make themselves non-contagious can live in the upper epidemic area, which is the area you see now. They can breathe the same air as us, but they can't leave the cordon for security reasons. And those who can't afford the cost of blood therapy will be locked up in the lower epidemic areas, which is hell you won't want to go. Even if you want to go, you must wear complete protective gear. ”

Although Chino has exchanged the wasteland creature genes and is extremely resistant to pathogens, he is not sure if he can resist this bestialized disease, so it is better to be careful before confirming that it is effective.

However, he wanted to know more about it, so he asked, "So, theoretically, there is no danger for us to enter the upper epidemic area now?" ”

"Theoretically, so. Infected people in the upper epidemic areas will receive regular blood therapy, which is not infectious, and the symptoms are mild, and their sanity is not seriously eroded and they are not aggressive. But it's best to be careful at night, especially on the night of the Double Moon, as their beast blood will become restless, and we will be committing more men to the blockade. ”

When Chino was reading a book yesterday, he noticed that there are two moons in this world, and the distance between the two moons changes periodically, and there will be a "double moon volley" every 27 days.

Chino knocked his head again: "I kind of forgot, when was the last time the double moon volley came?" ”

Paladin thought for a moment and said, "If I'm not mistaken, it should have been half a month ago." ”

"Got it." An imperceptible smirk appeared in Chino's pupils, "Since it's not dangerous, let's go into the upper epidemic area with me and take a look." ”