A Beekeeper in a Magical World Chapter 164: Travel Merchant

Chapter 165 Traveling Merchant

At this time, Blackstone Town is full of ice and snow elements.

For example, there are ice crystals hanging at the door of every house.

And the snowman piled in front of the door.

It adds a rare romantic atmosphere to this mining town with strong folk customs.

In the central square of the town stands an ice sculpture of a goddess - abstract in shape and rough in workmanship, with only a vague human figure visible.

At first glance, it looks like an amateur carving.

In fact, the people who processed this ice sculpture were several experienced miners.

Hewn out with their miners' picks.

Only if you can be exquisite can you be successful.

As night falls, the celebration begins.

The square was crowded with people singing and dancing.

The ice sculpture is surrounded by torches and crowds, and the celebration will continue until the ice sculpture melts.

The only bard in town played a tune in front of the campfire.

There is clearly no musical instrument in his hand, he is just stirring the air with his slender fingers, but he can produce beautiful piano sounds.

Accompanied by his charming voice, a beautiful movement was performed.

The young people danced to the songs.

Among the carnival crowd, two short figures wrapped in brown cloaks remained motionless, like two sacks filled with goods. Only two pairs of eyes were revealed, proving that they were living creatures.

The bright eyeballs reflected the light of the bonfire, and he observed the crowd sharply.

An old voice came from the larger "sack": "Look over there, that freckle-faced young man, what do you think his current 'needs' are?"

The smaller "Sack" next to him had a more childish voice: "Well... He was wearing a formal suit that was out of season for this occasion, and his hair was clearly done. There should be someone he particularly cares about... He has been Who is he looking at evasively? Ah, the girl with long brown braids. The latter's attention was completely attracted by the bard's voice, and he didn't notice him at all. Maybe he needed a beautiful flower or something. What other suitable gift can I use to express my feelings... Am I right in my analysis, Master?"

"Most of it is true, but you think too complicatedly and are divorced from reality. Take a good look at him. He is only wearing a thin coat on a cold day and is shivering from the cold. He is abandoning the temperature for the sake of grace. I Bet he can't even open his mouth now."

"Oh, I understand, he needs warm clothes most now!"

"But that conflicts with his need to stay handsome, and the profit of a warm coat is far less than that of a warm-up amulet."

"It makes sense, but Master, is he really willing to spend so much money to buy a talisman?"

"Don't underestimate the human desire for mating, especially young men of this age. They will do anything for a happy marriage... Look, there is an example in front of you."

A young man and woman stepped back from the dancing crowd, holding hands, their rosy faces and happy smiles reflected in the firelight.

While kissing passionately, the two held hands and moved to a less crowded place next to them.

"What do you think they need most at this time?"

"Uh, a bed? Hehe."

"Hehehe...?!"

The lovers saw two "sacks" on the ground out of the corner of their eyes, and subconsciously sat on them.

Unexpectedly, one of the "sacks" suddenly jumped up, waved two thick short arms and shouted: "Let me see clearly!"

The woman exclaimed and took a closer look. The two "sacks" stood up, but they were two dwarves under brown cloaks.

The couple blushed and apologized again and again, and slipped into the crowd hand in hand.

"How rude."

The young dwarf muttered dissatisfiedly.

At this time, I went to see the young man who wanted grace but not warmth, but he had already disappeared.

Maybe I couldn’t stand the cold anymore and went home.

I left this venue with regrets as my needs were not met.

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"Don't be depressed, as long as you are willing to observe, there is demand everywhere in this world." The old dwarf paused, and then added: "In addition, it doesn't matter if there is no ready demand. High-end businessmen can create demand by themselves... ”

The old dwarf paused for a moment, then stroked his beard under his cloak, narrowed his eyes, and looked in a certain direction among the crowd.

The dwarf knew that his look meant finding the target.

Immediately followed his line of sight and looked over.

I saw a richly dressed gentleman standing at the front of the crowd, enjoying the minstrel's performance, with an elegant smile on his face, and applauding the wonderful performance with the people around him.

His hands are covered with rings of various colors.

"A mage." The old dwarf made a very certain judgment based on his experience.

As we all know, mages are all rich people.

No matter what level of mage you are, magic props in your hands are indispensable.

There are also various materials required for casting spells, all of which require money to support.