"I have to ask your Chamber of Commerce to take good care of them." Brutus looked at the young people playing in the distance, turned to the manager of the White Horse Chamber of Commerce and said.
"This is what it should be. You are a partner of our Chamber of Commerce, so you must provide certain protection." The manager responded with a smile, "By the way, I still don't know how Mr. Brutus plans to get to Sissoko City.
"
"I studied the map carefully, and I still plan to go alone and do some inspections in the towns along the way." Brutus said calmly, "It will probably take nearly a month."
The manager nodded: "If Mr. Brutus plans to go direct, he can join our Chamber of Commerce's transportation team. Recently, Tatto Town needs to be rebuilt, so the Chamber of Commerce's transportation team has to travel frequently between Tatto Town and Sissoko."
contacts."
He motioned to the guy next to him, took a letter and handed it to Brutus: "Mr. Brutus can give it to the people in our Chamber of Commerce after he arrives in Sissoko. I heard that the president will also be in Sissoko recently."
Soko is staying for a while."
Brutus took the envelope and put it into his backpack: "Thank you for helping me. I will go to the White Horse Chamber of Commerce in Sissoko when necessary."
"Manager, the goods have been loaded." A boy standing at the front of the carriage reported loudly in the direction of the manager and Brutus.
"Then it's time for me to say goodbye." The manager said goodbye to Brutus, "I hope we will have the opportunity to meet again."
"Goodbye, Mr. Manager."
Looking at the motorcade going away, Brutus walked to Wendell who was still busy. He waited patiently until Wendell finished polishing the carving in his hand: "Wendell, I'm sorry that I don't have time to teach Kata recently.
Lina.”
Wendell quickly waved his hand and said: "No need to apologize, Mr. Brutus. We all know that you have recently done a big thing for the town of Tatto, saving the entire town from the necromancer. Compared with this kind of thing, Professor Ka
Talina is nothing but a trivial matter."
Brutus was silent for a moment. He knew that he was just an errand boy. Unfortunately, under the publicity of the Tatto Town Hall, he was listed as a key publicity target - and he was cut to pieces out of thin air.
Dozens of skeleton soldiers.
"Forget it, let's do it."
Brutus took out a book and two letters from his knapsack, then took out a money bag, and placed them together on the table in front of Wendell.
"I haven't finished writing this book yet. Unfortunately, I don't have much time to finish it, so I have to leave it to you."
Wendell opened the book curiously, and the dense text inside dazzled him: "Mr. Brutus, what is this about?"
"This is the manuscript I wrote from the village of Laxius to the town of Tatto." Brutus replied, "I am not familiar with the species here, so I basically didn't name them, and I didn't do any more details.
work. So I hope you can help me complete it."
"If any of these children want to learn how to fight, you can send this letter to Fars in Laxius Village. I believe he will help you with this."
"This letter -" Brutus hesitated, then took it back, "Forget it, I don't think it will be needed."
"The money in this purse should be enough to hire a teacher for a year." Brutus asked Robert before, and the money left must be more than enough. "Just consider it as compensation for my failure to teach them. I believe
You will put this money to good use."
"This - how can this be done, Mr. Brutus?" Wendell quickly refused, "There is no reason to spend money to teach students, and we also have money to pay for it ourselves, so you can take it back."
"If I don't mention this request, you might forget it." Brutus forced the money bag into Wendell's hand, "Just think of it as my parting gift to you. Maybe these children won't be willing to take it.
Woolen cloth."
Brutus turned back to look at the young men, and Wendell followed his gaze.
"Wendell."
"Hmm? Mr. Brutus."
"Do you hate the nobles of Taranto?"
Wendell thought for a while and shook his head: "No, Mr. Brutus, I just - well, I just feel, haha, how should I put it? Maybe I should say I am a little unwilling?"
After thinking for a while, he said: "I was kicked out of my hometown where I have lived for decades because of insufficient wealth. If I work harder, I might be able to change this fate. Then my wife and daughter will not have to suffer like this."
"Work hard-" Brutus sighed, "Have you ever thought about how hard you need to work?"
Wendell was stunned for a moment after hearing this. He recalled the kingdom's civil system and the decrees of the Taranto Province, and then gave his own answer: "I think I can maintain a set of leather armor, a qualified war horse and a
If you use a sharp spear, you won't be driven out."
"So how big is the gap?"
Wendell thought about it for a while, and finally gave his answer with some disappointment: "I don't think I can do it in this life. If you don't have your own ranch, you can only buy war horses, which will cost at least fifty silver lats, let alone
The cost of taking care of it.”
"And a qualified cavalryman cannot only have one war horse. He must have at least one that can be transferred at any time - at least an auxiliary horse with good transportation capabilities."
"Cheap leather armor costs fifteen silver lats, and a spear costs ten." Brutus continued his calculations, "The usual maintenance costs are not easily affordable by a family of three. In the military at least once a year,
During training, quartermasters will also conduct detailed inspections on the maintenance of equipment."
"Wendell, how hard do you think it takes to reach this level?"
"Alas - but what else can we do?" Wendell sighed, "We have no choice."
Brutus also fell into silence. He reluctantly put his hand on Wendell's shoulder and patted him: "At least there is some hope now, isn't there?"
"I think you are right, Mr. Brutus, it will get better in the future." Wendell nodded vigorously. Yes, at least they no longer have to worry about food and clothing. If they make a few more sculptures, they can even consider renting one.
A house in town.”
"Don't blindly expand production capacity, maintain the status quo for the time being. Listen to the advice of the White Horse Chamber of Commerce on business matters. They know more than me." Brutus began to exhort, "Those children should eat more.
Yes, their health was not very good before..."
"I understand, Mr. Brutus. Don't worry, I will take good care of them, just like I would take care of my own daughters."
"Well, of course I'm relieved." Brutus himself felt that he seemed to be a little nosy. He could have just let it go. After all, he didn't have a deep relationship with these guides and the Wendell family.
"After that, this place will be left to you, and I won't say goodbye to them."