Did the lord get rid of poverty and become rich today?

Baishi Bay is located in the east of the manor. From March to November every year, some small businessmen gather here.

And the first trade fair in spring is the busiest time here.

The mountain products and furs that the leaders have been hoarding for a winter can finally be sold, and they will quickly spend the money they earn, replacing them with grain seeds, coarse salt and groceries.

Wealthier families may also buy some spices, or some jewelry for their wives, and some malt sugar for their children.

As for the big maritime merchants, they disdain to come here.

The treasures of their ships, no one here can afford.

As soon as Joe arrived at the bay, several small merchant ships were moored at the dilapidated wharf, and the sailors, who had been blackened by the sea wind all year round, were unloading.

Down the leeward slope not far from the pier, stalls of all sizes have been set up, and the sound of selling is endless.

Qiao Yi even saw a few elves in the crowd who rarely left the forest.

Sirius, a small grain merchant from the south, is always the most popular seller here. His grain and seeds are of high quality and the price is fair. He has been a leader in Stormwind for nearly ten years.

In addition to carrying grain, his big ship also brought a lot of small merchants selling sundries, and these small merchants only needed to pay him a certain amount of silver coins as a ticket for a smooth sailing.

As soon as Qiao passed through the noisy market, he glanced at the various goods on the stalls.

Most of them are rough and simple in shape, but they are cheap.

In front of the jewelry stall, a dark-faced man was talking awkwardly with the stall owner. Finally, the man took out a few silver coins from his worn-out pocket, bought a pair of earrings, and planned to surprise his wife when he returned home.

Farmers passed through the crowd carrying grain sacks, children squatted at the little toy dealer, and a few people scraped together a small pile of change to buy a small wooden wagon.

As soon as Joe looked around, he bought some spices as he wished-pepper, cumin, and cinnamon.

But no seeds.

This was something Joe had expected.

In Stormland, where people are still worrying about food, no one will grow spices, and the climate in Stormland is not suitable for large-scale cultivation of these crops.

Without demand, there will naturally be no market.

Qiao Yi, who spent three silver coins on buying a small bag of spices, was very distressed. After all, fifty silver coins can be exchanged for a bag of good-quality wheat seeds.

But thinking of the delicacies that can be made with these spices, Joe regained his balance in an instant.

... Spending money for food, can that be called spending money?

Further on, there is Petunia's felt shop.

Petunia's father raised some sheep, and the ingenious Petunia would use the wool to make felt blankets and felt hats for sale.

Of course, there are also some small pendants made of felt.

In storm collars where gold and silver jewelry are generally unaffordable, these simple geometric ornaments with colorful patterns have naturally become very popular.

【Ding--】

[Trigger task: Please earn 5000 silver coins]

[Task Reward: One Pepper Seed, One Fast Growth Potion] The dialog box that popped up suddenly surprised Qiao Yi.

He blinked and looked at the column of mission rewards.

Chili Seeds!

As soon as Joe looked at the felt stall, an idea formed in his mind.

……

Qiao Yi didn't believe in such things as fate before.

Until he was on the way back and saw the familiar elf in front of the caramel stand.

At that time, there was a little girl drooling in front of the sugar stand looking at the burnt yellow sugar cubes.

Her mother's clothes beside her were covered with pudding, the gray-blue clothes turned white, but they were very clean.

The woman held her daughter with one hand, and touched the few silver coins left in her pocket with the other, looking a little embarrassed.

"Excuse me, how do you sell this candy?"

The sugar vendor raised his eyelids, glanced at the woman's shabby clothes, and waved his hand: "Five silver coins an ounce."

The hand of the woman holding the purse froze, she looked at the tempting candies on the stall, then looked down at the candy cubes, her eyes were full of yearning for the little girl, she gritted her teeth, and was about to speak At this time, the corner of the clothes was torn.

She lowered her head, and the youngest daughter pulled the corner of her clothes: "Mom, let's go home. Abba and brother are still waiting for us to go back."

"...Don't you want to eat candy?"

The little girl looked at the sugar stall reluctantly, then quickly turned around and shook her head: "Five silver coins can buy a lot of food, so Dad can eat more food, and the wound heals quickly."

"Let's go, I don't like candy, let's go home."

The girl dragged her mother and turned to leave.

There was a figure blocking the way in front of him.

The guy wearing a hood and cloak who couldn't see the whole face was holding a large bag of caramel in his hand. He took out two pieces from the inside and stuffed them into the little girl's hand, and said, "Please eat."

Then he turned around and left, leaving the mother and daughter standing there in a daze.

Qiao Yi, who had witnessed the whole process, looked at the back of the person who left in a hurry: ... Well, the elves are not very friendly to humans as promised?

"What are you doing with me?"

Maybe Qiao Yi's gaze was too obvious, the elf who was walking in front suddenly turned around, but when he saw Qiao Yi, he blinked: "...It's you."

"meet again."

Joe spread his hands.

The elf glanced at him, turned around and continued walking without saying a word.

Joe followed in one step or two: "Do you like candy?"

"Ah."

The elf nodded, paused again, took out a piece of candy, and handed it over: "Do you want to eat?"

"...Huh? Eat. Thanks~"

There was silence in the air again.

The wind in the forest passed through the gaps in the leaves, making a rustling sound, shaking off some snow and falling on Qiao Yi's head and shoulders.

A few tits were chirping on the branches, and not far away could be heard the trickling sound of the thawed stream.

The two walked one after the other, the breeze passed between them, the elf's hood fell down, and the scattered golden hair swept across Qiao Yi's sleeve.

Joe stretched his waist in the sunshine, put his hands behind his head, and hummed a little tune that he made up.

The elf had a candy cube in his mouth, and his eyes fell on Qiao Yi from time to time, wondering what he was thinking.

When they reached the fork in the forest and the manor and were about to part ways, the elf suddenly said, "Lancaster."

As soon as Joe turned his head, he didn't seem to hear what he said clearly for a while: "Huh?"

"Lancaster, my name."

The elf repeated it, and turned and went into the forest.

"I'm Joe One."

The elf waved his hand and disappeared at the end of the path without looking back.

With the candy in his mouth, Qiao Yi turned and went down the mountain, but the corners of his mouth curled up.

... Today's caramel seems a little sweet.

……

As soon as Joe returned to the castle, brothers Gurner and Dean, who had gone out to buy grain, had just arrived home.

The leader hired to help fight the package put down the food, wiped the sweat from his head, took the water from Roy and began to drink "tons and tons".

"Thanks for your hard work."

Joe took out a few sacks of black bread from the house and distributed them to the leaders—these were their wages for helping to carry the bags.

Among the grain they brought back, there was a bag of potatoes that Joe Yi had specially ordered to buy.

"Are you going to grow potatoes this year? It's been a long time since I had baked potatoes."

Dean took a potato out of the bag and weighed it in his hand.

The winter in Stormland is too cold, potatoes cannot be stored, and they will be damaged by freezing, so most people will leave the wheat and eat the potatoes before winter.

"Don't eat baked potatoes." Joe took out a small packet of spices that he had bought with a lot of money, and shook it in front of Dean: "Let's eat it in a different way."

"Spices? You're wasting money again."

Old Gener's voice suddenly sounded behind him.

Joe One: ...

Fuck, get carried away.

He hid his hands behind his back, stuffed the spices in Dean's arms, and then spread his hands: "No, where are the spices, you misread."

Dean: ...

Old Gener: I'm old, but I'm not blind yet!

However, to Joe's surprise, Old Gener did not confiscate his spices, but took out a handkerchief wrapped in something from the inner pocket of his clothes.

Wrinkled and age-spotted hands unfolded the old veil wrapped in layers, and inside were a few old silver coins that had long lost their luster.

Old Gener handed the few silver coins inside to Qiao Yi:

"My lord, the money in the treasury can't be spent indiscriminately. It needs to be maintained. But I have some money I saved. You haven't eaten candy for a long time, right? The old John who sells candy is here today, go buy some candy. .”

"..."

As soon as Qiao looked at the silver coin in his hand, which was warmed by Old Gener's body temperature, he suddenly felt a bit sore in his nose.

"I'm old, and I won't be around anymore. You still spend money like this, but what should you do?"

Old Gener rubbed Dean's hair, and then patted Qiao Yi's shoulder: "Go and buy sugar. I'll go and see this year's grain."

The gray-haired figure slowly entered the warehouse.

Dean wiped his eyes suddenly, sniffed his nose and shouted inside: "Grandpa Gener is not old, you can live for many years!"

Old Gurner's laughter came from the warehouse.

Qiao Yi shook the silver coin in his hand, went upstairs into the study, and picked up a pen.

……

"Oh my god, my god! What is this?! It's so cute!!"

"I've never seen such a cute little thing!"

Exclamations erupted from the house of Petunia, the leader of the storm.

Petunia and her younger sister, Susan, held the felt poked cat in their hands, and little stars almost popped out of their eyes.

On the table in front of them, there were half a table of cute animals poked out of wool felt.

A cat sleeping late, a little fox turning its belly like begging to be petted, a chubby rabbit hugging green grass...

And a bear doll stuffed with wool after being sewn from rags.

These are the results of Qiaoyi staying here all afternoon.

For this, Qiao Yi was extremely grateful for the days when he was forced to work in the handicraft club.

These things will earn Qiao Yi his first pot of gold in the foreign world.

Petunia and Susan were amazing learners, and quickly mastered the method of poking wool felt.

As for the cloth doll, Qiao Yi provided five different drawings, enough to last for a while.

Three days later, they will bring some finished products to the sea market to test the waters.

However, Qiao Yi's ultimate goal is not the people of Stormland, but the businessmen from the south.

At the same time, Sirius, the grain merchant, was on board.

Captain Sirius looked at the calendar hanging on the wall, with a striking red circle on it.

It was his daughter Sophia's birthday.

"What kind of gift do you want to give her this year?"

Sirius propped his chin, tugged at his beard in distress, and sighed.

On the other side, the home of young Werther.

Werther's younger sister Anne took out two pieces of candy from her bosom, and gave one to her elder brother Werther, and the other to her father, Berg, who had a broken leg: "Papa eats candies, and his legs won't hurt after eating candies. "

"My brother cuts wood hard every day!"

"Where did you get the sugar? It's expensive."

The little girl shook her head: "It was given by a... um... a good-looking elf brother! Oh, don't ask so many questions, I already ate it on the way, this is specially reserved for brother and father Oh!"