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Chapter 20: Honor belongs to the dead

"I was just curious. I came in to take a look and buy some gifts for my friends. I didn't expect that this place would be an industry owned by the Druid sect. Your perfume is very special. If there is something better, I would also like to buy it."

The previous battle with Mrs. Anman made Xu Tong sensitively aware that there was a whole team of certified players behind Mrs. Anman.

This is the place that I fear the most.

Just Mrs. Amman has made me so embarrassed. If a whole group of certified players kills me, I may really end up in Lilith's iron cauldron or into the arms of an angel in heaven.

Mrs. Anman did not continue to kill, on the one hand, she found that she was not so easy to solve, and on the other hand, she also took advantage of her identity.

And they need to cooperate on their own.

Since I can't improve to the point where I can compete with them in a short period of time, I must consider using external forces.

For example, the great druid in front of me, who is one with nature and man, is a good target to win over.

"Is this..."

Lei thought for a moment in embarrassment and said: "These perfumes are made from the essence of animals and plants, and their lives are integrated into these perfumes, so I cannot give you satisfactory convenience in terms of price."

Druids who advocate nature are not allowed to harm animals and nature excessively. Even if they are trying to make a living, the amount of essence they take in each time will not be much.

Coupled with the complicated production process, Lei had to make this clear in advance.

"This is natural. The smell of money can never be compared with these moving works of art. There is no objection to the price. I only ask for quality."

It's not spending your own money anyway, so you have nothing to feel bad about.

Mr. Morgan donates at least thirty to forty thousand pounds to the church every year, but even so, he still doesn't get what he wants.

I can give Mr. Morgan more, and this little money is not a big deal.

"Well, I can't refuse your generosity, but some special perfume needs to be brought from the village. If you don't mind, come back in about a week."

"Then it's settled."

Xu Tong stood up: "I have other things to do, so I can't stay here for a long time. I will bring enough gold pounds to the store to inspect the goods in a week."

"May nature be with you."

"May the Holy Light bless you."

After the two said a brief farewell, Xu Tong stood up and left.

After all, this is the first time the two of them have met. Shuangfei doesn't know the basics of it, and everything he says is nonsense.

Speak less and you will make less mistakes. If you speak too much, you will make mistakes. This is the most basic ability to interact with others.

As the number of transactions increases in the future, the relationship will naturally become more familiar.

"Master, why did it take you so long to get in?"

Gandalf looked at Xu Tong who got back into the carriage and couldn't help asking.

"There are a lot of things to choose from, but there is not much available here. Let's wait until next week."

After he finished speaking, he glanced at the time and saw that it was still early: "Let's find a place to have something to eat."

"Master, I remember that there was a pork chop shop in front of me that was very good and tasted great. The portion was large and filling. But can you accept the pork chop?"

If Shar heard what Gandalf said here, he would definitely reject the proposal sternly, and then tell Xu Tong earnestly that as a noble, steak is the basic card.

Pork is only for common people to eat.

So this is also the reason why I am determined not to allow Shar to follow.

Sincerity is valuable, but the free price is higher. If you can manage enough, you can throw away both.

Besides, the appointment letter in my hand is the best card.

With Xu Tong's affirmation, Gandalf felt relieved, and the two of them walked slowly along the street in the carriage.

"Elder, aren't the goods in our warehouse downstairs?"

Seeing Xu Tong walking away from the attic glass, Luke asked Lei.

Lei took a sip of tea and looked at Luke's childlike appearance. He couldn't help but sigh. If Ana hadn't been pregnant and had to return to the village, he really didn't want Luke to be in charge of this perfume shop.

This immature little guy still has a long way to go before he wants to become a future Druid.

"Honor is like a hero's tombstone. Only the dead can receive the highest honor. Obviously the church accepted his soul, but not his body. Let's wait and see. If he can be alive in a week, we can have a chat.

It’s necessary to go down.”

“A week later??”

Luke seemed to have thought of something and said in surprise: "Do you mean the witch coven??"

"It's not just the witch coven. I have a very strong premonition recently that makes me very uneasy. This city is shrouded in something. If there are no problems in a week, we will go back after clearing out the goods on hand.

Go to the mountains."

Lei looked out the window.

You can vaguely see a vague shadow in the sky outside, holding a sickle and hovering over the city.

It's obvious that the God of Death has set his sights on this city, but it's unclear how many lives it will take away this time.

Not far from the end of the street, the aroma of barbecue filled the street.

The business of the pork chop shop seems to be very good, there are already many people inside holding the grilled pork chops and devouring them.

"Oh, Gandalf! You haven't been here for a long time."

The owner of the shop was a bearded man. When he saw Gandalf, he warmly came forward and hugged him.

"Old Bart, ever since you opened this pork chop shop, your beard has gotten shorter and shorter."

Gandalf joked.

"Please sit down, I have some rum here, would you like to try it?"

Old Bart warmly invited the two of them to the table nearby, and then his face was full of mystery.

rum!

Gandalf swallowed, but after thinking about it, he rejected the proposal: "If it were another time, I would definitely drink to my heart's content, but not today."

"Okay then, enough meat tube."

As he spoke, Old Bart took out a newspaper from his arms and placed it in front of Gandalf, and then walked into the kitchen to urge the cook to hurry up.

"No wonder the business here is so good, it turns out to be like this."

Xu Tong looked at the several drunken men at the table beside him and couldn't help but said meaningfully.

Because many drunkards freeze to death on the streets in the empire every year, and more and more people like to drink and cause trouble, the empire promulgated a prohibition on alcohol.

But the more you ban this kind of thing, the more it becomes widespread, even causing the price of alcohol to soar.

Speaking of which, the Corleone family made a fortune quickly through private brewing and smuggling.

Therefore, places that sell alcohol tend to have good business.

Gandalf on the side obviously misunderstood Xu Tong's meaning and added awkwardly: "But I guarantee that the pork chops here are absolutely clean."

Xu Tong waved his hand, signaling Gandalf to relax.

Then he picked up the newspaper on the table, opened it, and found that the content of the newspaper was not news, but gambling news.

The so-called gambling newspapers are newspapers that specialize in providing gambling news.

Information about various gambling venues, odds, and horse racing and other events will be clearly written on it.

This is very similar to the horse racing post that is currently popular on the market in Amantes.

This kind of newspaper considers itself not a formal channel.

But it is very popular in these small private restaurants. The boss distributes newspapers for free, and gamblers like to read them. They can also get a reward from the newspaper company, which can be regarded as an extra income.

Xu Tong picked it up and flipped through a few pages.

In addition to those small casinos, there was also a very popular bullfighting event recently, which was specially marked on the newspaper headlines.

Below is a detailed description of several contestants, as well as the favorite this time, a purebred bull named Class.

It is said that several matadors have died at the hands of the class.

Therefore, the odds are also very high, reaching an astonishing six to one.

In the lower left corner of the newspaper, there are some ambiguous news. It is understandable that gamblers have made money and naturally want to find a place to relax.

After a while, Old Bart had already put the grilled pork chop on the table.

The grilled pork chops are smeared with a special sauce. The meat is not burnt or rotten, but is quite chewy and a bit chewy.

However, the taste was quite good. Xu Tong ate three whole servings by himself. You must know that Gandalf was already quite full even though he couldn't finish even one serving.

After eating and drinking, the sky outside has turned completely dark.

Under the night, Xu Tong's skin was covered with a shimmer of light. Under the increase of his dark constitution, the damage he suffered during the day began to recover quickly.

By the time the carriage returned to Morgan's house, the injuries on his body had almost completely recovered.

Facing the fact that Xu Tong came back so late, Shaer couldn't help but complain.

After finally getting rid of Sal, I heard a knock on the door. When I opened it, I saw it was Josie.

Oh, and that Labrador named Deli.

Qiao Qian was still wearing the simple pajamas and got into Xu Tong's bed as soon as she entered the door.

Even that stupid dog jumped on the bed consciously and looked at him with its tongue hanging out.

"I've tried very hard. Whenever I close my eyes, I always think of Aunt Stacie..."

Qiao Xi covered her face with the quilt, exposed her eyes, and looked at him pitifully.

Who can refuse such a pitiful look?

Walking to the bed, he threw the stinky dog ​​off the bed and got into the bed. Qiao Qie had already put her head on it.

“Can you tell me a story??”

"Won't!"

"Please, any story will do."

"Once upon a time, there was a monkey named Wukong Sun. The great god asked him to take care of the orchard. One day he saw seven goddesses in the orchard..."

During breakfast the next day, Mrs. Morgan couldn't help but look at Josie with red eyes and asked with concern: "My child, did you not sleep well last night??"

Qiao Xi obviously hadn't come to her senses yet and muttered: "Damn Monkey Sun, why can't you marry all seven goddesses..."

Mrs. Morgan was startled and frowned: "Josie, what are you talking about??"

"ah??"

Only then did Qiao Xi come back to her senses and quickly shook her head to express that she had a nightmare last night.

"Hey, let's take a rest later. You have your art class in the afternoon."

"Um!"

Josie nodded obediently and then noticed that Mr. Morgan was not at home and Kevin did not come to eat.

Shar carried the dinner plate to the table, carefully opened the lid sideways to prevent the steam from hitting the host's face, and explained: "Master Kevin is going to the church to give a report, and Master Morgan stopped by and left early.

"

"snort!"

Hearing this, Mrs. Morgan's face suddenly became unhappy. She knew that Mr. Morgan went to the funeral parlor to pay for the full set of services that the bitch enjoyed after his death.

Qiao Xi seemed to be aware of this, and after eating a few hurried bites, she got up and went upstairs.

"Ma'am, this is your coffee, I specially added milk."

A thin young man stepped forward. He was the new housekeeper Longte chosen by Mrs. Morgan. Longte put the coffee in Mrs. Morgan's hand, glanced at Charles who had left outside the door, and inadvertently moved his fingers.

Gently scratch it on the back of Mrs. Morgan's hand.

Suddenly, Mrs. Morgan's hand suddenly shrank and she glared at him angrily: "What's the rush? I haven't gone out yet."

Langte put his face next to Mrs. Morgan's ear and took a breath of the fragrance of her hair: "But I can't wait any longer."

As he spoke, Lunt actually put his hand into Mrs. Morgan's collar. Mrs. Morgan blushed for a moment and twisted her body unconsciously to cooperate.

Just when the love between the two was getting stronger, no one noticed that just outside the door of the restaurant, Deli was staring at their every move.


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