Deep Sea Embers Chapter 158: Rose Figures

To be honest, there are not many things piled up in the alley. After all, Duncan is alone. Even if he buys a bicycle in advance to carry goods, there is a limit to what he can pull over at one time. The response is actually quite understandable --

This guy is haggling, he wants more fries.

From a certain angle, the bird is very understanding.

"Do you know what this is?" Duncan grabbed the pigeon and brought him to a basket of potatoes. "This is called a potato, and it's also called a potato."

Ai blinked her mung bean eyes and stared at the basket for a long time, but she really reacted, and immediately stretched her neck: "It's really fragrant! It's fragrant!"

"Just know, work hard, this basket is for you - the french fries that come out back are enough to last you dozens of times," Duncan laughed and threw the pigeon out. "Send these back to the Lost Country - just put them on the deck and 'me, pick them up over there."

Ai fluttered her wings in the air, and before she landed, she was wrapped in a cloud of green fire, turned into an undead bird, and then circled the pile of things twice, the "goods" between the flames It quickly blurred, but it stopped suddenly, landed on the pile of goods and tilted its head to look at Duncan: "Need to specify the next memory address?"

Duncan was stunned for a long time before realizing that the bird was asking himself what he was going to do next...

Then he couldn't help but muttered in his heart for a while - the bird's vocabulary is too complicated and weird, I'm afraid all the things created by humans on the Internet on the Internet are stored in its brain, although in After getting along for so long, he can roughly guess the meaning of this product from its words, but most of the time his communication with Ai is just wiping his knowledge reserve... He can't try it. Do you want to learn two normal words?

However, in his heart, Duncan nodded and replied to Aye: "You give these away first, I have to buy some..."

This time Ai was really frightened. It rose directly into the air, and a large flame swept away the accumulated things on the ground in the blink of an eye, and then quickly disappeared in front of Duncan's eyes while pressing loudly: " So scary! So scary!”

Duncan just shrugged and turned to the bike he just bought.

It was an ordinary car, with a black frame, shiny silver wheels and handlebars, a brand new bell, and a sturdy and functional basket and rear seat - nothing special, not good looking, But it's not ugly. The biggest advantage is probably that the quality is not bad.

Duncan originally wanted to pick a nice women's bike for Nina, but he gave up on the idea after scouring the downtown stores - because there wasn't one.

In Xiacheng District, a bicycle is a bicycle, a life aid, but also a production tool. All the bicycles are similar, and there are no specially designed men's, women's, mountain models, road models and other various categories, with different body shapes People can adjust the handlebars and seat to facilitate riding, and the bicycle has no other functions and positioning.

Most ordinary people in this world don't seem to have much leeway to pursue or customize a "more refined life."

In this city-state of the "Deep Sea Age", many things are still different from the "other world" that Duncan is familiar with - even if they look similar, many details are always filled with this world. The unique "characteristics", and it is these specious places... always reminding Duncan of the fact that he is "in a foreign country".

He turned over and got into the car. This brand-new means of transportation was light and easy to use. It carried him quickly away from the alley to the more prosperous commercial district not far away.

Nina will love this car.

Leave from the Cross Street, head northwest, and ride toward the higher streets, and you will really come to the uptown area - usually, the citizens of Plant will call this "real" The demarcation of a decent life", unlike the Cross Street, which can only be regarded as "a place for middle-class citizens to decorate their facades".

Different from what Duncan imagined at first, although Plante has a clear administrative demarcation between "uptown" and "downtown", there is no physical barrier between the two urban areas, from the lower city to the upper city All you need to do is pass through some fully open intersections - although sheriff's boxes are arranged at these intersections, it is obvious that citizens are not prohibited from passing each other.

Of course, this is the daytime situation. According to Duncan's inquiries, the upper and lower urban areas will be strictly prohibited after dark - even if you have a night pass, you have to cross the road between the two urban areas. Posts also require additional procedures.

It is daytime and the intersection is clear.

Duncan went straight into Uptown - the first time he's been here since stepping into the city-state.

I have to admit that the Upper Town is indeed a very different place from the Lower Town.

It's in almost every way - cleaner and wider streets, taller and more imposing buildings, newer and more advanced urban amenities, and significantly more gas lights and "night shelters" than downtown.

Duncan stopped slowly at a kiosk near the intersection.

This is a night shelter to help citizens who are unable to return home in time for various reasons after dark. The sign at the entrance of the kiosk reads simple instructions:

"Provide shelter at night, with gas lamps, sacred oil and "Storm Book" inside. Please lock the door after entering and wait for rescue. The night guard has a safety key."

Duncan had seen similar facilities in the downtown area, but there were only one or two in almost an entire block, and they looked mottled and old, and I didn't know if they were still in use.

Duncan looked away, got on his bike, and continued walking slowly down the street.

Occasionally his gaze swept across the street-front shops on both sides of the road.

The gleaming windows and the elegant displays inside them can't be compared to downtown stores, but Duncan isn't concerned with these frivolous details.

He still has a lot to buy, and getting supplies for Homeless was a long delay, and... Duncan stopped the car and looked up in front of a street shop with a smile on his face.

There are some things that can't be bought in the downtown area - only the "decent people" in the upper town will spend a lot of money and energy on something that has nothing to do with survival, such as this one.

He locked the bicycle, stepped forward and pushed open the door of the shop. With the crisp and pleasant sound of the bell, a chubby old woman who was reading a newspaper behind the counter raised her head with a kind smile on her face, and got up. Said: "Welcome to the Rose Doll... oh, a man, are you here to choose a partner for your lover or junior?"

"Let's take a look first." Duncan replied briefly, then raised his head and looked curiously at the store called "Rose Dolls".

Where you can see, there are all kinds of dolls - delicate, elegant, mysterious, cute, playful...dolls.

When he was on the street outside, he saw the situation in the store through the window, but it was not until he entered the store that he realized that the space inside was larger than the outside, and almost all places visible to the naked eye They are all filled with things related to dolls, and even under the stairs are piled up with various styles of storage boxes and support frames, as well as large and small accessories and "elements" waiting to be assembled.

This is a shop specializing in dolls and doll-related items, with a classic style and a quiet and mysterious atmosphere.

In this huge doll shop, there was only a kind-looking old lady watching the shop, and the only customer at this time was Duncan.

A classic shop full of dolls, smiling old lady, the only customer.

Duncan's attention was drawn to the dazzling array of dolls, and the shop owner looked curiously at the unfamiliar customer.

It is not uncommon for men to visit doll shops. Decent men in the upper city usually give exquisite dolls as gifts to their partners or juniors. There are also some men who have a hobby of collecting dolls themselves. The old lady of the shop owner was curious about the saucy attire on the customer's body.

Duncan is wearing an old coat he's used to wearing on weekdays, which doesn't look like a rich man living in Uptown - and collectibles like "dolls" ~IndoMTL.com~ are not cheap purchases .

But the old woman just glanced curiously, and quickly withdrew her gaze.

It is not polite to look at the clothes of customers, and a mature businessman should not judge customers by their appearance - what's more, everyone has the qualifications to appreciate the goods.

Duncan finally retracted his gaze after scrutinizing it, and exhaled softly.

He admits that he is a little picky.

The puppet craftsmanship in this world is more developed than he imagined, and there are so many kinds of things that he can't even name... "Accessories", which is beyond his understanding of puppets.

——His understanding of puppets is that of a useless crew member who is cowardly, has a cervical spine, and has a problem with his brain. Duncan looked at the chubby old lady, and felt that he should humbly inquire about dolls from professionals - especially about joint care and hair transplantation.

But before speaking, he was suddenly stunned.

He looked at the old woman in front of him in a daze. The old woman quickly reacted and pointed to her ear with a smile: "The elves of the Prand city-state are indeed rare."

Duncan: "..."

He admits that the elves in the city-state of Perand may indeed be rare, and this is the first time he has seen elves in his life.

But the reason why he was even more stunned was that he didn't expect that there would be a blessed old elf lady in this world...

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