Chapter 191

The giant sword infantry stood aside carefully.

Fang Hao opened the Lord's book and found the drawing of [merchant carriage] in the production column.

[business group carriage: Wood 200, hemp rope 70, leather 50, iron 10, metal parts 12.]

The drawing of the carriage of the business group was obtained by Zhang Bin when he cleaned up the wild boar last time.

Fang Hao included it.

Production quantity 1.

make.

[triggered by a hundredfold increase, you can obtain the business group carriage 101.]

A business group carriage appeared out of thin air and parked scattered around.

The caravan was larger and more stable than the flatcar, and above the body was a canopy made of leather.

It can carry more goods, or it can be protected from the sun and rain.

"Well, put the wine barrels, tableware and utensils in the warehouse into the carriage. We'll start later."

"Yes, my Lord."

All the giant sword infantry took action and began to load all the items they needed to take into the carriage.

When everything was ready, the big team set out again and moved in the direction of prur city.

Three hours later.

The motorcade finally entered pruer city.

A strange motorcade, a beautiful rabbit and fox maid, still attracted the attention of many people.

People gathered on both sides of the road and stood there whispering.

"Xiaobai, do you remember this road? You will be responsible for the shops here in the future." Fang Hao sat in the carriage and said to the fox girl Xiaobai with a big tail.

Xiaobai is a maid with commercial talent. In addition to Xiaobai, there are 10 rabbit maids.

In charge of this store.

As for the fourth order giant sword infantry following, it is to protect the safety here.

After all, it is a formal industry. Some wine cabinets flirt with maids. If someone is looking for trouble, some people need to watch the scene.

The urban defense commander of pruer city has just reached the fifth level. It should be enough to arrange the fourth level as security.

"Remember, don't worry, master. I won't let the master down." Xiaobai holds his fist and promises.

"Well, I believe you."

The motorcade stopped by the shop, and Fang Hao went to the Lord's house with the money box to go through the formalities.

He gave the money and got the deed.

In the future, this store will be Fang Hao's.

The shop door was opened to reveal the dusty floor and furniture inside.

After an explanation, everyone began to clean up.

Fang Hao stood outside the door, and there was no place for him to intervene. He himself had no power, as long as he didn't make trouble.

At this time, the hostess of the tavern across the road came over.

"Really bought this shop?" The landlady approached.

"Well, we'll be neighbors in the future. Take care of it." Fang Hao smiled.

The landlady looked at the young man in front of her again. It's really rich and powerful. This shop needs tens of thousands of gold coins anyway. You can buy it if you say you want.

He also brought a large group of people to clean up.

"What are you going to do?"

"Dining is eating." Fang Hao said.

"Just eat?" Asked the landlady.

"Ah, I also sell some drinks. The main thing is to eat."

The landlady shook her head slightly and said softly, "you can't make money by doing this. You can open a hotel. Guests will eat here. How many people can come just for dinner."

This sentence is the experience of the landlady in running a tavern for many years.

She runs a tavern and sells some food and drinks, but the food industry is difficult to open here.

Unless you cook delicious food, people will feel uncomfortable if they don't eat it for two days, just like those drunkards can't live without wine, otherwise it's difficult to have a market.

"It's OK. Try it first. If not, I'll sell daily necessities." Fang Hao said indifferently.

The landlady stared at him helplessly. The rich people are really unpleasant.

"Go and sit with me for a while. You won't stand here all the time." The landlady turned and walked towards the tavern.

Thin waist, rich hips, with a slight swing away.

People will look at it more unconsciously.

Fang Hao couldn't always stand here, so he walked into the tavern with the landlady.

I sat down at the front desk and suddenly found that the reward on it had changed.

The reward for finding ancient tombs became a gathering place for the dead in the north, and the amount of the reward was also increased to 5000 gold coins.

Seeing the reward, Fang Hao narrowed his eyes.

Three hours north of prur City, his territory can be found in the right direction.

"Shit..."

"Damn it, those mercenaries have a brain problem. They say there are a group of undead in the north." The landlady stood in the counter and muttered.

"If you don't believe it, post it back to him?" Fang Hao asked.

"Hey! They gave me money. I can't afford not to make money." The landlady hit a glass of beer and pushed it over.

"Who are these mercenaries? Are there any dead in the north? What does it have to do with them?" Fang Hao asked curiously.

"Who knows, it was said that there was an ancient tomb, but it was changed into a dead this morning." The landlady complained.

If she didn't give them a lot of money, she wouldn't register them.

The credibility is not high, but also makes the reputation of the tavern decline.

"They live here?"

"The rooms on the second floor were packed by them. They are also very rich. When they came, they ate and drank well. The old man who protected them looked like a rich man."

The landlady's eyesight is quite good. She can see all kinds of people and things.

"I also want to release it. How do I charge?" Fang Hao asked.

"Yes, a gold coin in five days, at least not less than five days. After the reward is completed, the tavern will draw 10% of the reward. Of course, this is given after the reward is completed." The landlady said as she wiped the table.

"Well, then write down the news of looking for the sword of remission, and give 100 gold for each piece of news." Fang Hao counted five gold coins from his pocket, "25 days first."

"Well, write it yourself."

"You write it for me. My handwriting is not good." Fang Hao said.

The landlady put down the linen in her hand, stood on the notice board and wrote the reward issued by Fang Hao.

Bang!

The door of the tavern was slammed open.

Six well-equipped mercenaries surrounded an old man into the tavern.

Several people were silent, but when they came to the landlady, they said, "prepare a lunch for seven and send it to our room."

"OK, I'll send it to you when I'm ready."

With that, they went straight upstairs.

"Mercenaries?" After several people left, Fang Hao asked in a low voice.

The landlady nodded and began to ask the kitchen to prepare lunch for several people.

As soon as he came in, Fang Hao saw the information of these mercenaries.

Six people are at the level of six or seven levels, which is a relatively high level in the human camp.

Looking at the stairs where several people went upstairs, Fang Hao looked gloomy.

It seems that these people can't stay.

They must have found the skeleton in their territory. Letting them fool around will bring them a lot of trouble.

Said hello to the landlady and went out of the tavern.