Edge of the Apocalypse Chapter 311: Under the city of Suhl

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When I came to Suhl City, it started to rain. The rain is not heavy, thin and dense, and the rain powder falls, blurring the outline of things. So Suer City became mottled dark and light gray blocks in Allen's eyes. From a distance, one could see the guard wall of the city. From Allen's point of view, the height of the guard wall was seriously insufficient. Even an ordinary soldier can touch the wall with a single jump, not to mention a soldier like Allen who can jump up to six or seven meters in full strength.

Those who want to come to Suhl are rarely attacked, otherwise the Baron York would have raised the guard wall.

There are several defensive tools on the wall, which look like heavy crossbow weapons. Very primitive and limited in power, the function of decoration is far greater than the actual use.

There are several guard towers in the city of Suhl. There are no soldiers in the stone towers. The slack defense of the city surprised Alan. The buildings in the city are low and low. Except for the bell tower, church and a few buildings of the city lord’s mansion, the houses, workshops and shops are mostly bungalows. In the mist and rain, only the sharp outlines of a few towers were vaguely seen.

After paying a silver coin, Allen and the others were able to enter the city.

Entering the city gate, it is a square. The square was paved with mud and sand, and it became a muddy ground as soon as it was washed by rain. On the muddy square, an army of hundreds of people just disbanded. Judging from the weapons in their hands, this army has about 20 fire/gunners, and the others are infantry. The officer scolded them loudly, and looked at Allen inadvertently.

Allen responded with a bright smile.

The officer stared blankly, and then came back to his senses that Ellen and the others had already entered the city.

It is more appropriate to say that it is the urban area, rather than some messy alleyways. The narrow winding lanes are lined with dilapidated and black bungalows on both sides. As it is approaching the evening, the chimneys of every household are emitting ash, and as the ash rises, the choking smell of charcoal is wafting in the air.

In the corridors outside some houses, two or three children in linen trousers looked at Ellen and the others curiously. A few brave children even ran forward, spreading their hands and yelling "Tang Tang". At this time, Jim would use his only movable hand to drive the children away like flies, even lighting a ball of flame at his fingertips.

The sudden flame made the children scream and run away, but they looked at them more curiously.

The rain seems to be increasing.

"Let’s rest here, eat something, and then I’ll call Sean’s fat pig. Oh, he’s the largest cotton spinning merchant in Sur City. There are five or six of the ten workshops in the city. His."

Pushing open the wooden door of a bar, Jim bowed. There are not many people in the bar. After all, it is not the time to drink and find pleasure. Meals are provided here during meal times. Jim is familiar with this place. After entering the door, he shouted at the bar: "Old Rock, bring us five dinners."

Ask Allen again: "Master, do you drink? Their ale is not bad."

"Try it," Allen said concisely.

He found a corner with Willick and the others. There were five of them, and they were all strangers except Jim. Some guests in the bar cast all kinds of gazes, but when they came into contact with Willik’s mighty furry beast armbands and the short blade that Belmode was playing with, they drew their gazes wittily.

As long as you are a normal person, you know that it is not a good thing to provoke an adventurer. These people are not gentlemen, they can fight for women, or they can violently kill for a bad look. Although they didn't know that Ellen was not an adventurer.

Alan swept across the bar.

The bar is a typical civil structure, the walls are made of stone and bricks, but the supporting frame of the building uses wood. The lampstand hanging from above is full of candles. They are the main lighting of the bar. However, there are two electric lights near the bar. Obviously, the planet has begun to use electricity, but everything is in the initial stage.

At this time, the guests gradually talked about an attack last night. From their words, Allen heard that it was Baku and others. Allen gave Jim a wink, and the magician left knowingly, and generously invited the men who talked the most to drink a bottle of ale.

Before the dinner was delivered, a few women dressed up as demon and exposed, but ordinary-looking women walked into the bar. They seemed to be regulars here, and they chose a table close to Allen and others to sit down. Two of them took out a thin and long pipe from Lianfen's handbag, filled it with some shredded tobacco, and then smoked. A woman in a black dress winked at Ellen and made suggestive gestures.

At this time, Jim came back and said, "Those people are being held in jail. I heard that they will be sent to the mine for a few days to work as coolies. I probably won't be able to come back."

He glanced at the women again, swallowed his saliva, and said, "These are prostitutes/women in Suhl. They can provide you with satisfactory service for just one silver coin."

But Ellen and the others are not interested, Jim only shrugged and remained silent.

Soon the food came up. Looking at the bread, the soup, and the steak small enough to swallow in one bite, Willick complained, "Is there no better one?"

"Yes, but you have to go to the City Lord's Mansion." The waiter said humorously.

Jim said: "The people in the city have not been easy in the past two years. The Baron York has raised taxes, and ordinary people can barely survive by tightening their belts."

"It seems that this baron has a habit of accumulating money." Edward smiled.

"I heard that the baron's small warehouse was filled with gold coins." Jim whispered.

Allen coughed lightly and said: "Eat."

After dinner, Jim left the bar. Half an hour later, he came back with a fat man. The fat man wore a gold chain thick with a little finger around his neck. The necklace was rough in workmanship, but it was heavy. If the chain is pure gold, then it is worth enough to make people in the bar jealous.

The fat man sat down across from Ellen, and slapped his palm on the table: "Whoever of you is the boss, if it wasn't for this shit, I would never think I would come out of the house on a rainy day. Since I'm going to talk about business, Let’s talk now, I don’t like wordy."

Jim introduced with a grin: "This is Mr. Sean, if the young master wants to do business, it is only right to cooperate with him."

Sean took out a piece of clothing from his pocket. It was a cloth sample that Jim brought. In fact, it was the corners of the clothes cut from Ellen and the others' original clothes, but it was this thing that caught Sean's interest. The fat man squeezed this piece of fabric and said, "Tell me, how did you produce such a density textile."

Allen leaned forward and smiled: "This is the worsted spinning technology developed by our family. Does Mr. Xiao En think there is a market?"

"If it is unprofitable, do you think I will sit here? Then, you are the boss that this guy says?"

"My name is Allen."

"You are so young."

Alan nodded and said: "Yes, because I am young, I dare to take risks, otherwise I would not sit here."

"Very good, I want this technique. I don't know Master Ellen, how do you plan to work with me?" Sean said flatly.

“It’s very simple. I provide the technology and produce the necessary machines. Of course, because we come from a long distance, it’s impossible to bring the machines with us. We only have technicians, so we need to buy textile machines and even make parts ourselves. Assemble."

Sean said: "These are not problems. There is no smelter in Suhl City, but I know some good craftsmen. As long as you have a pattern, they can make it."

"Then the workers and the venue are of course also provided by Mr. Sean, and we will make a profit after that. We will get five to five points." Allen spread out his palm and shook it.

Sean laughed: "That's not good, little master. You see, the workers' space is up to me, and the parts needed by your machines also fall on my head, but I only accounted for five of the final profit. Yes. This is a little too little."

"Well, you six and me four."

"No, I can only divide you 30%!"

Allen laughed and said to Jim: "There should be other workshops in Suhl that are willing to cooperate?"

Jim nodded and said, "Of course, Master."

Sean said solemnly: "But none of them is bigger than me."

"Then let them unite." Allen said indifferently: "There is a saying in our place. As long as there is a double profit, no merchant will refuse such a deal. If there is a triple profit, all merchants are willing Desperately for it. And the technology I provided is enough to make your textiles enter the upper class society and be admired by the noble ladies. The profit is more than triple. Mr. Xiao En can’t do it, I think, some people are willing to cooperate I cooperate."

Sean squinted his eyes slightly and looked at Alan. His gaze shifted to Willick again, Edward lowered his head for no idea what to think, Willick moved his arm armor, the short knife in Belmode's hand would always disappear for a moment, and then reappear like a magic trick. Shaun saw this in his eyes, and finally returned to Ellen and laughed: "The deal, Master Ellen, you friend, I have settled it. But for smooth cooperation, I still need more fabric samples and even ready-made clothes. Because To integrate the workshop and requisition the site, you need to get the approval of Lord Baron, and I need to show enough things to impress him."

"This is no problem, we will bring a ready-made garment next time we come."

"That's really exciting."

Sean called for ale and filled Allen with a few people: "I wish we can cooperate smoothly."

After drinking a few cups with him, Allen said without a trace: "Mr. Sean, there is another little thing to trouble you."

"What's the matter?"

"We had a few coolie slaves when we came, but they ran away two days ago. They are likely to come to Sul City, I wonder if you can take care of them. As a master, I need to punish them severely In order to give a warning to the other slaves." Allen described the appearance of Baku.

Baku's bruised appearance was very obvious, and Sean said as soon as he heard: "So it was them."

Allen made an unexpected appearance: "Mr. Sean has seen them."

Sean nodded: "Last night your slaves broke in without permission, gave a lesson to the city defense team and thrown them in jail. I heard that they would be taken to the mine as coolies."

"This won't work," Allen said.

(I’m sorry I missed the draft while dragging the manuscript.) r1058

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