Chapter 33

When several people's eyes lit up, a space of nearly 400 square meters appeared in front of several people. The space is surrounded by torches, not dark. There are no houses. There are stalls selling everything, including food, weapons and slaves

There are a group of random gangsters standing around the entrance. These people show their arms, show all kinds of tattoos, and reveal that we are bad people everywhere. These people are the watchers of the black market. They are similar to bodyguards. If anything happens, they will solve it.

Locke swept over. Except for two or three people with divine eyes and slight shoulder armor, they all looked like cannon fodder to him.

"Those two guys have the strength of third class soldiers." Hans whispered. Everyone saw it and didn't say much.

"It's good to have a black market." Kane said carelessly that this guy has been stimulated by Hans's promotion to captain and second-class soldier recently. He has been training hard. Now he has almost the strength of second-class soldier. He is also qualified to make such a big talk.

Gulas did not speak, but showed an interested look at the gangsters, for fear that his hands might itch.

After getting along recently, Kirby knew what these people were, and quickly took the lead to the center of the black market. Generally, the largest sellers in the black market are there, and only that can eat their silver Deloitte, and there will be no trouble.

That group of gangsters stayed here all day. In addition to eating and waiting for death, they naturally developed the ability to look at people. The look of gulas and Hans at their prey annoyed these people. They didn't take the lead. I'm afraid these people would have gone up to find fault long ago.

Those two small leaders are also smart people. At first glance, they know that these people are not easy to provoke. They can survive the war and mix well. Which one is stupid and quickly restrained their men. "Who makes trouble for me? I won't let him see the moon tonight." One of the small collars with a scar on his face said viciously to his men.

When Locke and others walked into the middle of the black market, they found that there was the only room in the underground space, a small room of only 30 square meters, which was particularly crowded after Locke entered.

"Do you have any requests?" When Locke was still around the small room, a gloomy and dry voice came. An old man in his 60s and 70s sat behind the only counter in the room and asked.

The house is very strange. There are no goods. There are only shelves and notes. There is a note on each shelf with a list of goods on it. At a glance, there are twenty or thirty shelves. It seems that this house does have a lot of energy, but most of them are food types and a few daily necessities. There are only a few weapons, such as daggers and daggers, and there is no armor.

Kirby is certainly handy in dealing with such things. "Old man, this time it has brought you big business. It depends on whether you can eat or not." After that, he winked at Hans and gulas. They took out the money bag at the back and threw it heavily on the counter. Several people had discussed it before, and Kirby came forward to deal. Several people played the role of entourage.

At first, the old man didn't agree with Kirby's words and showed a look of contempt. He just paid more attention to Locke, but then he was awakened by the heavy sound of the two money bags. Of course, after living for decades, he could hear that it was the sound of money, not a coin.

The old man stretched out his shriveled palm and peeled open the money bag. The silver inside dazzled his eyes. He took out some of them and couldn't wait to test the authenticity with his teeth. The ratio of silver to other metals in sherlow's coins is 6:3, plus 10% impurities. Although the ratio of silver to metal in foster's coins is 5:5, it is better because there are few impurities, so it is harder. Experts can easily distinguish between true and false.

"I don't know how many people want to..." after the old man verified the authenticity, he began to correct Locke and others and began to ask about the transaction content.

"We want silver coins and change them all into silver coins. If it's gold coins, it's even higher." Kirby spoke out his requirements. Of course, the silver coin is the currency of Charlotte. Like yindele's position in foster, it belongs to the highest grade currency that civilians can contact.

"Gold coin, hey hey, old man, I don't have such a big skill." The old man smiled strangely, like 100 silver Deloitte. Although it is officially equivalent to 1 gold Deloitte, no one is willing to change it. So is Charlotte. The actual ratio of gold coins to silver coins is about 1:12, or even higher.

If the old man had access to gold coins, it was estimated that these silver coins could be exchanged for 2000 silver coins, that is, 20 gold coins, that is, 18 gold coins. Locke also decided to trade. It was a profitable business. Gold coins were different from silver coins, and its depreciation was limited. If the logistics office received 18 gold coins, Locke would not let go without 2000 silver coins. This would make a net profit of 1600 silver coins, There's no faster way to get money.

"There are no gold coins, but there is no problem with silver coins." The old man smiled, clapped his hands, and a servant in black robes went in through the door. After listening to the old man's instructions, he went out.

Soon a bigger bag was escorted in by four big men. It seemed that these people were raised by this shop in the black market. The four guards put down their bags and went out to guard the door without going away.

Kirby came forward and peeled the opening of the bag. It was full of silver coins.

The transaction was successfully completed. Locke didn't stay in wallill city too much and hurried back to the camp. Originally, he took gulas, Hans and others to worry about black eating black. Unexpectedly, it was a false alarm and didn't disturb them all the way.

A total of nearly 2000 silver coins were exchanged this time. The money was directly put into the traffic control of the logistics office. Locke took out 700 silver coins and asked Hans to find someone to bring them to uncle yoshake. The value of 700 silver coins is nearly twice that of 200 silver drahn lent by yoshake. It can't be better to repay human kindness.

The rest of the money will be sold one after another in the next days. Locke doesn't have much ambition. He used to live, but now he lives better. This money is only the first step. He strives to earn the pension money for himself and his family all his life after the war, and then buy a manor under the baron. This is Locke's dream. These more than 1000 silver coins make him a step closer to his dream.

In the evening, the troops stopped by a forest.

"Camp!" The cry of the patrol Sergeant came, and the soldiers began to integrate orderly.

Locke was riding on his horse with a dead branch in his mouth and looked at the woods not far away.

To tell the truth, Locke is still curious about demonized creatures and Warcraft. He is wondering whether there will be demonized creatures in this forest.

"We are now in the southwest of the Bering mountains. This forest should belong to the Bering mountains." Uncle yoshake rode to Locke and said, "I know you want to find a demonized creature to improve your strength, but I still want to advise you. At present, you'd better practice honestly. When you get up, you'll be considering other things.

"I see, uncle." Locke nodded.

Josh didn't know that young master Sauron gave Locke red sea flowers, and Locke didn't have a big mouth. Of course, he wouldn't publicize it everywhere. After one month's hard cultivation and two times of taking red sea flowers, Locke's fighting spirit has been close to two-thirds of Uncle Josh's.

Of course, only Locke knows about it.

"The Bering mountains are only a part of the Murphy forest. The day after tomorrow afternoon, we should arrive at bimore city in the northwest of the Bering mountains." Yoshake said to himself on his horse.

"This time the regiment gathered, there was another hard battle." Locke put his horse between his legs and followed up.

"Winter is coming. If the war drags on for another year, no iron soldier can hold it." Uncle yoshak is old and knows a lot. He has a hunch that the kingdom is running out.

"We're on our way this time. Maybe it's the first brigade to arrive at the corps headquarters." Locke waved his whip and rode inside the barracks.

"Maybe. I know your boy has made a fortune. When you get to the corps headquarters, you can find some ways. There are a lot of good things there!" Uncle yoshake smiled and rode to the camp.

In late autumn, the red clouds on the horizon are still hanging by the clouds, but they do not emit the heat they should have. The cold wind blows, and the withered and yellow branches fall with the wind.