Old Sword Master

In the past few Sundays, the church in Gandia City is always full of people. The harder life is, the more it needs the comfort of faith.

Besides, business is so sluggish, there is no need to work on weekends.

Although a lot of materials were shipped by the Republic of Siena yesterday, Chamber of Commerce, which bought the materials, did not immediately sell the materials. Everyone will have insufficient confidence in the later transportation situation, and all materials must be stored. That’s good.

However, the highest-ranking official of the Republic of Crete, Akia Ori, did not attend Mass today. This is not true for the Republic of Crete, which recognizes Dark Sun as the country’s orthodox faith.

“My Excellency, why didn’t the police officer come today?”

“The government officials are busy with official duties, and there must be particularly important tasks. Don’t worry, everyone. The future of the Republic of Crete is bright.”

“My Excellency, when will the blushing cold wave subside?”

“All of these are God’s arrangements and tests. We can’t pretend to be K’s will. We can only persevere with pious beliefs. As long as we have faith, all difficulties are trivial.”

For every believer’s question, Father Gurda responded decently but not very well. Of course, this cannot be blamed on Father Gurda. The blushing cold wave subsided and revived. It is a bit too difficult to see God’s arrangement. Looks like.

But what else could Father Gulda do.

Most of them are this doubt, and a few have to repent. Here, Father Gurda has much more room to play.

“Father, I confessed the sins committed for me.”

“Child, what did you do?”

“I secretly sold the reddish fish two days ago.”

“How much did you sell?! Did you sell it to the church?!”

“No, no, I only sold one. The fish was a little red when it came up, but it became white after a while.”

“That should have little effect, but you still shouldn’t do it.”

“How can God forgive my crime?”

“You hand over all the illegal gains, and then pay an extra ten times the penitence money to get pardoned…”

Sometimes a proper confession can get several talers, but for the dozen or so little lords handed over by an anxious fisherman, Father Gulda also deserves it. He just was trembling in fear for a few seconds. What about the clock.

Father Gurda looked at the people outside and found that the fisherman was a poorer believer afterwards, so he left the matter to his two young apprentices, and then went to the back hall himself.

Seeing him finish work, Judy hurried in.

“Your Excellency, Your Excellency, figured it out, figured it out.”

“What did you figure out?”

“Last night, the Young Master of the Bazin family and his Moorish slave helped their mage together, and fled into the Inquisition in a panic. None of their action teams came back!”

Father Gulda was refreshed when he heard this.

“Now they are mobilizing. The police officer said that they are going to send all the militias to the south. It is estimated that Wood was blocked by the Ottoman fleet in the south. Several people escaped to the shore and are now being hunted down. “Judy’s ability to inquire about intelligence is not strong, but the police officer Akiahori and young Bazin are really worried, a whole ship of the Ottoman regular army! Where are the dozens of maritime militias under Wood’s opponents?

They mobilized to the limit, so they mobilized some shakers who were unreliable and unsure about how far the Republic of Crete could go. Not only did they fail to join the battle quickly and quickly, but they also spread panic.

“Quickly, stop selling large amounts of grain and cloth immediately!” Father Gulda Loudly Roared, “Retail price doubled!”

Except for the shops controlled by Dark Sun Church, church members with nun status like Judy are also decent people in the city. They worked together to directly double the price of food in Gandia City!

Benayoun moved faster than everyone else. He took out all the money and money orders in the Chamber of Commerce. When the sky was dark, before most people knew the situation, he increased the price by 30% and brought Bassano in. I bought all the olive oil.

This is not all. The merchant ship from the Republic of Siena is now quickly loading olive oil on the ship. After the captain obtained information from various parties, he immediately bought the olive oil controlled by Liandra. less.

“No, you are a silver coin from Venice more than 30 years ago. I said a taller of ten 8 catties is the latest taler in Austria.”

“You can’t do French silver coins that are more than 40 years old.”

“You can count as a 7% discount. You are a silver coin privately minted by a monastery for more than 100 years. I love buying it or not.”

Yesterday, one taler could buy more than 30 kilograms of flour, but today I can’t even buy 20 kilograms of flour, and the fineness of the taler is extremely harsh.

The little Karcanto is full of imposing manner. Compared to other merchants who are worried about raising prices, he is not worried at all.

His imposing manner of raising prices is the most sufficient, he doesn’t even care about making money very much, or he creates fear of fear.

“Your Excellency Karcanto, I would also like to ask you to raise the price a little bit, so that everyone can eat.” Father Gulda arrived in the Karcanto Chamber of Commerce in the afternoon. He has been around today, “Please reduce the price by 5%. .”

“Ai, Father Gurda, you said so, what else can I do? Okay, one taller gives ten 9 kilograms of flour!” Little Karcanto reluctantly.

“Ai, Wood, this young man is not bad, but why would he dare to go to sea to mess around?” The old Karcanto looked very energetic, as if he was 20 years old suddenly, “I don’t want an experienced Senior to lead the way. Just want to make a lot of money, this is the sea, how can it be so easy?

“Who says no, just so some militiamen dare to mess around. Is the sea a place where militiamen can mix?” Father Gulda seemed to Karcanto father and son to be a fool. When the Ottoman army enters the city, he must be finished. .

Father Gurda thinks these two are silly forks, surely they don’t know which pirate or Ottoman they have taken refuge in and think they have a way out?

Hehe, even if you are given the identity of Sipaxi, as long as you lose it in the Caucasus mountain range, how many weeks can you stay under the attack of the Safi Persian missionaries?

“How did our family treat his father and son at the beginning? Ah, I need to talk about it, but what about him? Well, forget it, I don’t care about him, really, he doesn’t listen…” Old Karcanto didn’t know the Caucasus mountains. How difficult is the Sipahi Lord.