Dawn of the Grey Tower

In fact, if you think about it for a long time, it is an illusion that the cheese thinks that he is rich in money. When he was a Cangshi, he was either related to the commander of the Frost Guardian or he could have an equal dialogue with a local lord like Lothar. No matter how bad he was, he also had a witch to provide logistic support. In addition, all the places he went to were inaccessible, and there were really not many places on the grassland where money could be used. Gold and silver may be a hard currency for the prairie people, but compared with cattle and sheep and other livestock, the tribes in the deep grasslands do not have such a large foreign trade demand, and these precious metals are more regarded as a manifestation of wealth.

When it comes to rushing, the situation is different. Here is a huge city, a huge commercial city. Although money can't buy everything here, it can buy goods that are harder to buy than most regions. The people gathered here have a demand for commodities, so the circulation of money is extremely huge. It is not a place where hundreds of rivers converge, it is better to say that it is a place where hundreds of gold streams converge. Here, no one talks about human relations with you, or those human relations must have a prerequisite condition as the basis, the amount of property. Is it powerful? Maybe it is just because the purpose of its establishment is for wealth.

In short, after paying for the accommodation, the cash of several people, that is, the currency such as gold and silver coins, is running out. For the cost of this period, they either have to sell the gifts brought from the grassland, or they have to Find some work that can make money. This is based on the fact that they only need three meals. If there are other expenses, it is difficult to say that these are enough. Money, the cheese never felt that this thing was going to die. As a spellcaster, why was he troubled by money? But there is no way, here is not his tower, and there are no friends he knows well, he must solve this problem with his companions.

"Speaking of it, where did you store the horse?" the cheese asked, walking on the street built by the dwarves. They consciously walked into a row, so as to reduce the possibility of being hit by a passing cart.

Jian Qi, who was at the forefront, immediately answered the question, "just west of Exit 3 of Iron Felt Avenue, there is a horse carriage, the name seems to be..."

"Karon's hoof, marked by a half-sheep with a bow. The person who received us yesterday was Maier, and he had tattoos on his arm. The shoes on his feet were very new, as if they had just been bought." Atta Quickly added that she has her own memories of yesterday's events, such as the sword seeker may notice the tattoo on the opponent's hand, but may not necessarily notice the new shoes on her feet. If those shoes are critical.

The dialogue ended temporarily here, because they had no intention of confirming it now. This is not to say that they are completely reassured about the horse riding, but that under the guarantee of the dwarves, if this Karon hoof cannot guarantee safety, there is no way for several people to understand the city now. . Even anxiously repeatedly confirming the condition of the horse may attract the attention of others.

The iron felt avenue in the morning is full of human voices. In fact, by human standards, as long as there are more than five dwarfs on a street, it can be called vocal, not to mention that this street is basically all dwarves. Of course, this statement has a prejudiced color, not that the dwarfs are noisy, only the dwarves who have drunk are noisy, and most dwarves are quiet and bizarre when they are not drinking. It's just that the way they drink is too impressive. In addition, there are quite a lot of blacksmith shops and related industries where the dwarves gather, which leads to the continuous sound of ironsmithing. The two together make people feel noisy.

"Look, there." The two of them and the cat looked at Ata's fingers, and they saw a somewhat out of place shop on this rusty street. It seems to be a shop selling blankets, tapestries, blankets, and other textiles and fur products of unknown size, which form a huge mosaic painting to outline the store. They just remembered that when they saw street signs before, they discovered that the felt of Iron Felt Avenue was not an anvil used for iron hitting, but felt. People, including cheese, regard it as a subtle mistake, and now it seems that this is not the case.

"Go check it out?" The cheese asked his peers' opinions. They didn't have to deal with anything important anyway, and even if they wanted to make money, it wasn't that they could make it.

In fact, his question was a little redundant, because when he asked, Atta's footsteps were already approaching the storefront. After approaching, I realized that there was no signboard or store name on the outside wall of the shop, only a large amount of fabrics hanging tightly and the more gorgeous interior space in the semi-open shop door. Just standing outside and looking inside, it reminds people of the giant spider nest covered with cobwebs. These tapestries seem to be the silk threads entrenched in the room behind the spider, and because of their charm, they don’t consciously step into it. People will be drained by monsters hidden behind blankets.

Facts have proved that the horror fantasy about spiders considered by the cheese is completely delusional, maybe he did see that kind of scenery in the underground caves of Valley City, but this tapestry shop is not a evil insect covering his whereabouts Guise. After they walked in, they only saw a lazy elderly dwarf woman smoking a hookah. The room was filled with a slightly sweet smell of smoke, but did not see the slightest smoke. She did not want to come to choose hookah. The smoke floated on the tapestry and stained the goods. Not only that, but it is not candles or oil lamps that provide indoor lighting. A few rays of sunlight are reflected by the translucent glass sheet specially placed on the roof, just like the specular reflection facility in the Cangshi Pharmacist Association. The only difference is that the glass used by the dwarf is more delicate.

"Look if you can, but cats and men can't touch them. Your hands are too dirty to sell." The female dwarf looked up at the squad and said in a magnetically low voice.

Jian Qi and Cheese didn't care. They just followed in and admired the patterns on the tapestries. It was Kailas's enthusiasm for working with people again. He stepped on the big chair where the other person was sitting. On the armrests, arms around your chest, "If you say that, you may only sell these blankets to women. This suddenly lost nearly two-thirds of the market!"

The old dwarf lady was a little surprised by a talking cat, but she quickly reacted and put down the hookah in her hand, "As far as I know, men and women should be half and half, how come two thirds? ? Could it be that you think most of the men who will buy tapestries in this world are men?"

"No~www.readwn.com~ Men only account for one-third, and one-third are cats. With such an attitude, no cat would want to buy your blanket." The cat fairy said for granted Behind him, he covered his mouth and smiled.

"It seems that I really lost a considerable part of the customers. Maybe I should go to the street and ask the dogs about their views on the blanket. Maybe they will be interested." The old lady was interested in fighting with Kailas. Come, there is no anger on her face. On the contrary, she seems happy that someone can talk to her. Most of the dwarves do not seem to want to talk, but they just don’t know how to speak.

Not to mention the ongoing discussion about which side of cats and dogs have strong purchasing power for blankets, the rest of the squad has turned their attention to the blankets in the store. Even if you can't touch it by hand, those works of exquisite workmanship are pleasing enough to make people feel happy. While Jian Qi gradually turned his attention to the large tapestry of the narrative type, the cheese stood for a long time in front of a blanket.

It was a dark-toned blanket, which may be made of leather from a bear or similar animal, but the specific raw material is not important. What is important is the pattern on this blanket. That depicts one tall and one short, what two humans are doing under the flock of dwarves. The robes worn by the two humans were dyed gray.