my age of magic

Chapter 834 334. Open Market
The finished product warehouse of the 'North Duisburg' blacksmith workshop is surrounded by a large number of magical caravans, and the steel sections are carried into the carriages by the slaves. Only slaves can complete such a labor-intensive work, even in the poor areas The poor will find jobs with more technical content. After all, the consumption level in the imperial capital is relatively high. If the poor want to work hard, they are willing to go to the airport town at the foot of Mount Majaro to find anti-package jobs.

Mrs. Alia held the hem of the skirt in one hand, revealing a section of white, pink and tender round calf, and took my arm with the other hand, and she came out of the workshop with a faint smile on her face, and her whole body glowed. This kind of charming, charming, and charming that only mature women can have.

It seems that only on such occasions can Mrs. Aliya regain her own self-confidence.

The owner of the workshop, Earl Robert, and the manager, Goss, sent us out of the gate. The magic contract was in my magic pocket.

Seeing the busy loading and unloading scene of the finished product warehouse of this workshop, I think of it, if I can't awaken the magic pool, and I don't want to be a knight, after inheriting the hereditary title, I can have such a blacksmith workshop in the imperial capital , and live well, like Earl Robert.

Boarding the magic caravan, Mrs. Alia was already hot and sweaty. Katerina put ice cubes in a glass, took out a bottle of golden cider from the cabinet to fill the quilt, and handed it to Alia. Mrs. Leah.

Mrs. Aliya's face was a little flushed, and I casually erected an ice brick in the corner of the carriage, trying to make the carriage two pieces.

Katerina also took off the black cloak she was wearing, and stretched out her hand to lift up the red ponytail on the back of her head. The snowy neck was covered with sweat, and a few thick red hairs were stained on it. Her small white hand was facing herself The neckline is gently fanned. It is really a hot summer day, and I look at the street scene outside the caravan with winking eyes and tassels.

Lady Arya took a sip of cold golden cider before recovering from the scorching heat.

Mrs. Aliya and Katerina sat across from me, and said to me: "I really don't understand why you want to place such a large order in the blacksmith's workshop on the imperial capital, although the craftsmanship is better than those of those planes. There are many blacksmith shops, but the price of 25 silver coins is not too cheap. The main customers of the blacksmith workshops in the imperial capital are builders within the imperial capital. Even if Robert takes [-] The cost of transporting the light steel rails to the airport warehouse, but you still have to bear the high shipping costs yourself, and then you will find that the cost of buying the steel rails is nothing compared to the high shipping costs."

The magic contract signed with the 'North Duisburg' blacksmith workshop clearly requires that the owner of the workshop, Robert, provide me with 25 pieces of light steel rails for mining within one month. The cost of each steel rail is [-] silver pieces, just such an order will cost me [-] gold coins.

Now the underground track project connecting the ground of Xinliu Valley with the underground warehouse has been fully launched. If you want to build a town on the original site of the Trum stronghold within the specified time limit, you will inevitably have to rely on the resources in Xinliu Valley, so Therefore, how to conveniently and effectively transport the resources in Xinliu Valley has become a top priority.

The [-] barbarian slaves in Xinwillow Valley are cutting down a large number of oak trees in the oak forest of Xinwillow Valley. Bernd needs a large number of sleepers. The orcs in the orc village and the [-] aborigines in the Yero plane need to remove the necessary herbs. The rest of the people who reel silk in the plantations and underground caves will also be devoted to logging work. The logging axes in the hands of the barbarian slaves are all replaced by the moonblade axes captured from the spider warriors. This black iron weapon It is very sharp, and it looks like a "killing chicken with a sledgehammer" when used for logging.

If you want to become sleepers that meet the specifications, these felled oaks need more people to use saws to cut them in pieces and then break through them. Xinliu Valley lacks large saws that can be used by two people. The second time I went to the sixth district of the imperial capital, I also knew that only shops here sold this kind of large-scale logging tools. More than 80.00% of the woodworking shops in the imperial capital were located in the sixth district.

In addition, I also need to order more than 20 steel nails with a length of more than two feet from other blacksmith workshops to fix the sleepers on the roadbed.It's a pity that the blacksmith workshop of 'North Duisburg' provides [-] light rails within a month, and it seems that they have reached the limit of their production capacity. They are unable to accept orders for steel nails, otherwise these steel nails will simply be put together Purchased.

What Mrs. Aliya is most worried about is that the steel purchased from the imperial capital will cost a lot more to transport to the destination.

Coming out of the blacksmith workshop in North Duisburg, her eyes changed, and she seemed to be in a much more cheerful mood, and there was less melancholy between her brows.

Sitting on the magic caravan, looking at the sweaty Mrs. Alia, I considered whether to invent a magic fan, but for this tasteless magic item, I don’t think the Grimm Empire will have any sales. The main reason is that the nobles are more used to it. Ask the maid to stand aside and fan the wind with a cattail fan, and the commoners are afraid that they are unwilling to spend a few gold coins to buy such a magic item.

There is a shrewdness in Mrs. Alia's eyes. She is good at business. Even every dazzling smile seems to be calculating the profit and loss. It seems to me that her eyelashes are hollow.

She sighed slightly, with regret in her tone, and said to me: "The price of this kind of light steel rail in San Carlos City is at least one-third cheaper than that of the imperial capital. By purchasing this batch of light steel rails, we can reduce the cost to less than five thousand gold coins."

I couldn't help asking her: "Not to mention that most of the blacksmith workshops in San Carlos City are controlled by the Babington family, even if they are willing to sell steel rails to us, would you be willing to buy them from them? Don't you hate the Babingtons?"

She smiled frankly, but said straightforwardly: "Business is business. After all, it is our interest. The only person who is unhappy that I continue to stay in the Babington family is Billy. How can I blame others? It's just a pity that it is Saint Card." Rose City is too far away from us."

She glanced at me again, stretched her delicate black eyebrows, and said to me: "Besides, even if we were expelled from the Babington house, it was something we expected before. There is nothing to resent, but I think , if I meet Billy Babington, I still want to give him a flirtatious look."

"That's the first in line heir of the Babington family! The power he possesses is about the same as that of Louis Mensa!" When I said this, I was quite amazed, and I don't know when it started. I can actually evaluate the successor in line of a wealthy family so calmly.

Suddenly, Mrs. Aliya turned up her skirt and took off the stockings on her beautiful curvy legs right in front of me.

She undid the garters behind her back just where the hinges began, so that the garters came loose and slipped from her long, straight, round legs into the walnut chest beside the magic caravan, and she took off her high heels She took out a pair of wooden slippers and put them on. She smiled at me who was sitting opposite, and said softly: "Who would have thought that this day would be so hot, so Much cooler!"

I know that an aristocratic woman like Mrs. Alia, who is used to being pampered and pampered, usually has a maid in charge of holding a fan by her side. Ever since the Babington family announced in the newspaper that Mrs. Alia is no longer a member of the Babington family After hearing the news, she never even returned to Babington's manor in the imperial capital. The days without a maid by her side may be very unaccustomed to her.

Of course, I can't expect Katerina to serve her. In fact, I don't have any more extravagant hopes for Mrs. Alia to stay with me in a pleasant manner.

Katerina has a gentle personality, and that's just in front of me and Qige. You must know that when she was in Trum, she was promoted to a battalion commander who commanded [-] city defenders.

"Do you want to go to the slave market? Maybe you can buy a female slave back. You need a maid to help you take care of your daily life. Maybe you can buy another cook. Recently, Ella and Katerina always take turns Cooking dinner, given our current situation, we don’t have to live in such a tight situation.” I looked at Mrs. Aliya’s white. Hua. Hua. Big. Legs, I couldn’t help swallowing a mouthful of spit, and then I said.

Mrs. Alia shook her head, and turned her eyes to the car window. At this time, the magic caravan was just pasted in front of a blacksmith's shop with shops on the street. It seemed that this blacksmith's shop was obviously much smaller. From the sound, it looks like this is a traditional blacksmith's shop.The plaque hanging over the door was a gong-like thing, with a vague pattern of hollows that looked like a hammer and an anvil.

"Come on, let's hurry up and get all the orders for those steel nails. I think maybe we have to go to a few more shops. I'm not sure that a blacksmith shop of this size can make [-] two-foot steel nails in a month's time. "Ms. Alia stretched out her hand to pick up the screen curtain of the car window, glanced at the blacksmith's shop outside, the plaque of the blacksmith's shop was reflected in her sky blue eyes, and Mrs. Alia said to me with her brows locked.

This is a blacksmith's shop like a grocery store. It can not only make things like horseshoes, nails, and sickles, but also undertake various repairs of iron tools. This kind of blacksmith's shop usually employs several real craftsmen. The blacksmith, the owner of the shop itself is probably a blacksmith, and he will also accept a few young apprentices.

Walking out of the blacksmith shop, Aliya sighed, there was no trace of relaxation between her brows, her lips raised a curved arc, and she said: "Let's go, it seems that we have to visit at least twenty more Only a blacksmith shop of this size can completely eat up the orders in our hands."

Then, she stopped and turned her head to look at me seriously, pointed to the magic shop beside her, and asked, "Are the magic contract scrolls you brought over enough? If there are not so many, there is a magic shop here."

I patted the magic fanny pack wrapped around my waist vigorously, and said to Mrs. Aliya: "Of course, there are many blank magic parchments in my backpack. They can be scrolls of gathering fire, scrolls of gathering water, scrolls of frost, of course It can also be a magic contract scroll, which is the privilege of a magician who is good at drawing magic runes."

In the noisy and noisy open-air market, the relaxed and cheerful Mrs. Alia leisurely browsed the goods displayed on the sales stalls. Passers-by could not help but take a look at the fair and delicate skin of Mrs. Alia and Katerina. People Staring at them boldly, Mrs. Aliya did not notice the eyes of others, and a noble smile appeared on her face.

After we ordered enough steel nails, it was the hottest noon.

In the next itinerary, we will go to Mrs. Alia's textile workshop to take a look. The workshop has been out of control for more than a week, and we don't know what the workshop has become, but Seeing that Mrs. Alia was in a happy mood, she didn't seem to be in a hurry to go to her workshop. Instead, she took Katerina to wander aimlessly in the open-air market.

I hated Katerina to be exposed to such a vicious sun, so I had to hold up a black parasol. Katerina smiled sweetly at me, took the big umbrella in my hand, soft red lips gently printed On my face, whispered to me: "Give it to me quickly, how can I ask you to hold an umbrella for me! But I am still very happy."

Walking forward, I found that there was also a vegetable market in the imperial capital, but on the street outside the open-air market, it seemed to belong to the morning market.

At this time, some of the last vendors had hastily packed the remaining vegetables into baskets or wooden boxes, or carried them on their backs, shoulders, or on their heads, carrying unsold vegetables one after another. Vegetables and vegetables left this street, and the entire long street paved with bluestone slabs was in a mess. All kinds of sundries and garbage were scattered on the street, among which were some rotten leaves of vegetables, carrots that were broken into two pieces, and were Smashed red onions.

A group of ragged poor children stayed on the street, carrying big vegetable baskets in their hands, staring intently at the long street with pairs of innocent eyes, as long as the vendors at the stalls left with their own vegetables, the ones left on the ground Vegetable leaves are abandoned, and these children will swarm around and pick and choose from the pile of rotten vegetables.

This is a group of children from the slums. Boys and girls are mixed together. Everyone is dressed in the same way. The leftovers of rags are spliced ​​into various shorts. They stand barefoot and shirtless in the sun, and they are completely tanned. .

The older children are often very good at taking care of the younger children. The younger children are responsible for watching the pile, and the older children rush to the front to grab the best position.

Watching a smashed potato roll down beside the trash can, two boys ran over desperately fighting for each other, just like football players on the field, pulling each other, pushing and shoving each other, just for the sake of Being able to grab this relatively complete potato, the child running in front was gently pulled by the child behind, lost the center, and fell forward, looking like a dirt plane that landed in embarrassment.His head hit the trash can with a bang, and the kid who thought he had fallen and bumped his head would get up angrily and fight with the kid behind him, or maybe cry a lot if he didn't fight.

Unexpectedly, the child snatched the broken potato next to the trash can, sat on the ground and rubbed his head with one hand, then turned around and lifted the potato high in the air, shaking it vigorously in the air. A girl standing next to the basket smiled triumphantly.

I looked at the scene in front of me dumbfounded, and I couldn't figure out why I could still see this scene in the imperial capital of the Grimm Empire, where there was no shortage of food. group of people.

(End of this chapter)