Dragon Ball: Saiyan's Gourmet Journey

Chapter 39 Simple folk customs
In the western border of the empire, the people are simple and honest. As soon as Broly, Akato, Kurotome and others left the water area, a passing caravan took the initiative to accept them.

Although the caravan chose to attack them the next night because of the package of pearls, they also sent them a lot of food, transportation, and other commodities.

Afterwards, on the way to the border town on the map, they encountered two slave-hunting teams. When the slave-hunting teams saw that the caravan was led by a group of children, they not only wanted the caravan's goods, but also wanted to capture Broly and others as slaves.

The result was that the entire slave-hunting team was defeated, the slaves they had captured with great effort were liberated, those who could go home went home by themselves, and the slaves who could not go home or were homeless joined the big brother caravan headed by Broly and became helpers.

Afterwards, near the main road, probably because they were a caravan, they were attacked by eight different gangs of thieves.

Five of the groups attacked and injured the caravan members without any warning, but were vaporized by the annoyed Bro using energy bombs and the ambush area.

The remaining three groups just wanted to collect tolls and were considered to be relatively law-abiding groups. Thanks to the friendly communication before the robbery, they successfully found a job as guards in the big brother's caravan to make a living.

"Please spare our lives, sir. We became bandits only because we couldn't survive on the heavy taxes.

Since our debut, we have only robbed people of their money and not their lives. We just want to survive. Please have mercy on us and spare us this time..."

The process of applying for the caravan guard position was roughly the same as above. Fortunately, these skinny and pale guys knelt down quickly so they were not directly killed by Broly.

Sitting in the carriage and chewing on the sweet purple thorn berries, Broly felt that the people in the western border of the empire were too enthusiastic. Before he even reached the first city marked on the map, many people had already brought all kinds of supplies and manpower.

It would be great if there were someone like this on the planet Wampa who could send him all kinds of supplies. Unfortunately, there are no such kind people on the planet Wampa.

"Yu!"

The caravan vehicles stopped suddenly.

"What's going on? Is there another good guy coming?"

Broly asked, sticking his head out of the car.

"We are not bandits, but we have arrived at the border checkpoint and are now queuing to pass through."

Nahasu explained. He was wearing a well-tailored suit of a former caravan leader, a single-rimmed glasses frame on his right eye, and had a tan skin, giving him the demeanor of a young steward.

His appearance age seems to be at least four or five years older than his actual age.

"Isn't it a good person coming to the door?..."

Broly was a little disappointed. Since the person who came was not a good person, he got back into the car and continued to eat the fruit inside.

The inspection for entering the city at the border checkpoint was not very strict because three years ago, the military pay of the Western Frontier Guard was withheld by the central government of the empire.

In order to maintain the border troops and prevent them from mutiny, the commander of the armed forces here started to collect tolls. Now, as long as the tolls are high enough, the soldiers guarding the checkpoints will not even open the vehicles transporting supplies for inspection.

This situation also made this border town prosperous. Some of the original smugglers no longer took dangerous private trade routes to sneak across the border. Instead, they all flocked to this border town where customs inspections were not strict and one could enter and leave the empire as long as they paid enough money.

"However, this also makes the population structure of this city very complicated. There are all kinds of people, such as bandits like me, or visitors from the West, and foreign ethnic groups from the wild areas..."

The bandit leader who was recaptured by Broly with force introduced the situation of this border city. It can be roughly regarded as a large goods trading market where the Eastern Empire, Western kingdoms, and some foreign ethnic groups gather together.

Inside the city, there is a peaceful appearance with border troops maintaining order, but outside the city, it is a place where everyone shows off their skills and the simple style of the western border is revealed.

Everyone is a traveling merchant, but everyone can also become a robber. The main camps are roughly divided into three parties. The most powerful of them is the Western Merchant Corps formed by the Imperial Chamber of Commerce, followed by the Foreign Merchant Corps formed by the Chambers of Commerce from various western kingdoms to fight against the Western Merchant Corps, and finally the foreign ethnic groups who are regarded as uncivilized savages.

Usually the first two will fight each other, but they will work together to suppress the caravans of other ethnic groups in order to obtain cheaper goods.

However, some powerful foreign ethnic groups are not easy to deal with. They are the real border robbers who not only rob people of their money but also kill them.

Of course, when others rob and kill people, they usually put the blame on the foreigners. After all, it is possible that uncivilized barbarians could do anything.

Therefore, although they are the weaker group among the three parties, the reputation of the ethnic minorities is the worst. Even in this border town, not many people welcome the caravans of the ethnic minorities.

“No wonder Chief Hongye can’t come here to do business.”

The lack of unity among ethnic groups in different places is one reason, and the tacit suppression of ethnic groups by Eastern and Western chambers of commerce is another reason.

"Does this steward need to move goods? We have good laborers here at a cheap price."

"No need, our caravan has its own laborers."

After sending away the broker who came looking for business, Nahas returned to the car.

"Brother Broly, go eat first. I'll take care of the goods in the caravan."

"Can't you just give it to someone else?"

"I don't feel safe leaving it to others, so I'd better stay and keep an eye on it." The others only joined in forced or halfway, and who knows if anyone will run away with the money. Nahaxiu felt that he needed to help his eldest brother keep an eye on these riches.

"We'll bring you food."

Some people chose to stay and help, except for the foodie.

"If any of you hurt them, I will beat you to death."

Broly said seriously to the recovered bandits.

"Don't dare."

This group of people quickly waved their hands. Most of them were people who had seen Broly use his power to make some bandits who attacked without even saying a word disappear from the face of the earth.

The horrifying scene where even the terrain was changed made them feel awe for this seemingly harmless boy.

They were afraid because of the terrifying power, but they also felt respect for the other party because the other party did not kill them as they were also robbers, and gave them a chance to survive.

In the bustling border town, Broly smelled all kinds of smells on the street, and finally walked into a noodle shop with a group of children.

The noodle shop was bustling with people. The aroma of the thick soup made from bones of unknown animals with added spices spread almost halfway down the street.

"What a delicious smell! Boss, give us a hundred bowls of noodles first!"

"Okay, wait, one hundred bowls of noodles, can you kids eat that much?"

"The money is here. If you can't eat it, you still have to pay the bill."

"Excuse me, Noodles, I'll be right there."

When seeing the money, the noodle shop owner no longer cares whether the customers can eat the food or not.

As long as he can pay the bill, I'd even smash his noodle shop.

In addition to noodles, the noodle shop also sells other foods.

I have to say, even though it is the same barbecue, the results will be completely different if you use spices and don’t use spices.

"good to eat."

Broly devoured the food, and so did the other children. Everyone at the table was satisfied by the delicious food.

. . . .

But where there are satisfied children, there are also dissatisfied children, and they are the homeless children in this border city.

They stood on street corners and in alleys, looking envious at those who had the money to eat in restaurants.

There was longing in his eyes, hoping that the guests sitting at the tables outside would eat some of the leftovers.

That was one of the few places where these homeless people could get decent food.

As for the hotel, they didn't dare to go in because they would be beaten by the hotel staff.

The leftovers in there were the kitchen scraps that the children in the group fought over.

"Boss, check out!"

As the customer sitting at the table outside the steamed bun shop said this, several pairs of hungry eyes looked over. When they saw the leftover steamed bun skins on the other party's plate, the homeless children sitting on the street corner couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

But they didn't dare to go over, like stray cats, afraid that they might upset the person and get hurt.

Even if children like them were beaten to death, the people who beat them to death might only need to pay some street cleaning fees to the local street sheriff.

But even among stray cats, there are differences, for example, those that are just hungry but not starving to death, and those that are about to starve to death.

"Excuse me, sir, could you give me the unwanted bun skins on the plate?"

The girl wrapped in a dirty scarf showed a lovely smile. She came to the customer who was about to pay the bill and asked cautiously from a distance of two meters.

Her stomach was rumbling; Maine hadn't eaten for two days.

(End of this chapter)