The early morning in Frollo Town was much quieter than the school. There was no sound of the guards doing drills, and no groups of students going to the cafeteria. Li Jia woke up with the sound of a few clear cocks. He lived in the yard behind the store. Ji Yijun, who shared the same room, was still sound asleep, snoring softly.
Li Jia put on her clothes, scooped some well water from the water tank to rinse her mouth, then wiped her face with a towel and walked out of the house.
Walking through a small patio and coming to the living room connected to the shop, he saw Zhang Hong and soldier Hong Lifeng in another room already having breakfast.
"Good morning." Li Jia said.
Hong Lifeng nodded as a greeting, but Zhang Hong acted as if he didn't hear him. He patted the bread crumbs off his hands, stood up and walked into the inner room.
Li Jia looked at the table. Zhang Hong and his friends seemed to be eating very quickly. There were only two fist-sized pieces of black bread left on the plate.
Hong Lifeng said a little embarrassedly: "The conditions here are poor, and we two grown men don't know how to cook, so we can only buy things like this to eat."
After saying that, he also got up and went to the inner room.
Li Jia sat down, picked up a piece of black bread that was as big as a coal briquette, took a bite, and found that it had no sweet taste like the bread in the past. It was as hard as a coke cake, and there were also small sand particles mixed in it, which made his teeth rattle. After swallowing a small bite with difficulty, Li Jia gave up and threw most of the bread back on the plate. This was really not something that could be eaten by humans!
However, when he looked at the plate, he found some white dots on the bottom of the plate. When he took a closer look, he found that they were white bread crumbs. No wonder the two old guys stuffed the bread in their hands into their mouths when they saw him coming in.
This kind of exclusion is boring and low-class.
Li Jia took the two pieces of black bread in his hand and returned to the room. Seeing that Ji Yijun was still sleeping soundly, he threw one of the black bread on his head.
He was indeed a martial artist. As soon as the black bread touched Ji Yijun's face, he jumped up and kicked the blanket away. He closed his eyes and shouted, "Who hit me? Who hit me? And you turned off the light? Get out of here."
"Hey, it's daybreak. I'm bringing you breakfast."
When he heard about breakfast, Ji Yijun woke up with a smile. But when he saw the black bread rolling down the bed, he flew into a rage, "These two bastards are clearly bullying us. Let's go and argue with them!"
"What are you arguing about? A trading post of four people is divided into two groups and quarreling. I can't afford to lose this person. Let's go, wash up and go to the town. I don't believe that we can't buy food."
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A bullock cart passed by, and the fishy smell hit me in the face. It was the fishermen from the nearby river transporting the fresh fish they caught into the town to sell. The smelly blood made half of the road slippery. On both sides of the main road, farmers had already put vegetables on the ground to sell. The vegetables were piled on the ground casually, and they looked like a pile of weeds. The women in the building began to dry the washed clothes. The clothes were full of patches, and it felt like they would fall to pieces if they were rubbed a little. The children who got up early made noisy noises in the narrow road with their bare buttocks and feet. This town seemed dilapidated and dirty to Li Jia, but the civilians of this era, like people of every era, injected vitality into the world.
Li Jia was wearing a shirt and trousers, while Ji Yijun was wearing a T-shirt. They walked on the road, looking out of place. Passers-by would occasionally stare at them for a while, but most of them were used to it. Only some naughty and curious children would secretly watch them from a distance, arguing with each other whether these strange people were monsters in the story.
The two of them walked around with great interest and then came to the bakery, where most of the goods were black bread that cost a copper dime, but white bread was also sold.
Ji Yijun picked out seven or eight of the best-looking white breads, then took out a gold coin from his pocket and threw it to the boss. The boss seemed to be frightened and fumbled for the coin several times before he finally caught it. The other guests around were also stunned when they saw the gold coin. Some gasped, some stared at the gold coin greedily, and many people whispered to each other.
The boss stared at the gold coins in his hand for a long time, then resolutely stuffed the gold coins back into Ji Yijun's hand, pointed at the gold coins and waved his hands repeatedly.
"Put it away quickly." Li Jia quickly confiscated Ji Yijun's gold coins, asked the boss for a price, then took out ten large copper coins from his pocket and gave them to the boss, saying in the Spanish he had just learned: "Bread, baskets, all bought."
The boss carefully took out a large copper coin and gave Li Jia a few copper dimes. Then he handed him a basket and a basket of bread.
"Why are they all staring at me?" Ji Yijun looked back at the townspeople who were pointing and watching them leave, and asked curiously.
Li Jia sneered: "Of course it depends on the rich. If you were in a bakery in Shanghai and saw someone paying with a hundred hundred-yuan bills, would you think he was a psycho?"
"Of course... Could such a small gold coin be so valuable?" Ji Yijun took out another gold coin and examined it. It was slightly larger and thicker than a one-yuan RMB coin, with an eagle carved on it and the workmanship was quite rough.
"You must have never bought gold or paid attention to the price of gold, right?" Li Jia said with a smile.
"That's not true."
“Although I don’t know the gold and silver reserves in this world, judging from the current value of gold and silver coins, their rarity should be similar to that of Earth. This gold coin weighs about 30 grams. When we traveled here, one gram of gold was about 270 yuan. You can do the math yourself,” Li Jia said with a smile.
"You mean... I just gave the boss 8,000 yuan to buy bread?" Ji Yijun's eyes widened.
"Yes, and the way you threw the gold coin over was almost the same as paying one yuan."
"My goodness... I never thought that I, Ji Yijun, would become a rich man one day. No wonder so many young ladies and wives around me stare at me with their eyes wide open." Ji Yijun said smugly, "I originally thought that the logistics team was too stingy to give us five gold coins and ten silver coins for living expenses. I didn't expect the treatment to be so good! Help me calculate how much the silver coins are worth?"
"Different gold and silver coins have different qualities, but take the Golden Axe Coin of the Kingdom of Iberia for example. One Golden Axe Coin is worth about twelve Silver Spear Coins, or twelve hundred Copper Shield Coins, which is the large copper coin I just paid for, and twelve thousand copper dimes. But what you just gave him was the Golden Dragon Coin of the Ancient Black Dragon Empire that our school unearthed from the Earl's treasure house. It's bigger than the Golden Axe and of better quality, so it's worth at least sixteen Silver Spear Coins."
Ji Yijun counted on his fingers for a long time, and suddenly shouted: "Wow! That means our living expenses are more than 40,000 yuan?! It's paid, it's paid, I just know now that overseas work is so profitable! Those people in the school don't even have a salary now, they are working for nothing. If Ye Zi and others knew that I spent 8,000 yuan to buy bread, they would definitely be jealous to death."
"This is nothing. You may not know this, but Chen Hansheng and his companions brought this much when they went to Suero this time." Li Jia stretched out five fingers and turned them over.
"One thousand gold coins?! Oh my god, I should have said earlier that I wanted to follow Xiao Chen. If Wang Jiyuan hadn't let me go, I would have eight million in my pocket and would be riding to Su City!"
When Ji Yijun and Li Jia were walking through a small alley, they suddenly found that the road ahead was blocked by five or six young men in their twenties, most of whom were dressed in rags and holding sticks and stones. Looking back, they also saw several people blocking the retreat. The leader, a blue-haired young man, held a small dagger in his hand. He took two steps forward nervously and said in a stern voice: "Hand over the gold coins on you quickly. If you do, I will spare your lives, otherwise I will kill you!"
The words were spoken in Spanish, and Li Jia basically understood them. Ji Yijun, who didn't understand, also understood what the other party wanted to do. Although he didn't know these people, he smelled a familiar smell from them: scoundrels.
Li Jia saw two groups of people approaching slowly, and he was afraid. He said nervously, "There are too many of them. The leader said that he would not kill them if we paid money. Why don't we hand over a gold coin first to deal with them?"
"Are you kidding me? You believe what these little hooligans say! These people won't stop until they have taken every penny from you. Besides, how do you know they won't kill you to silence you?"
"Well, what should we do then?"
"Fight. I don't think these people are worth fighting for."
"What about me?"
"I've got you covered! What are you afraid of? If a fight breaks out and I can't take care of you, just hide if you can."
Just as Ji Yijun put down the basket and prepared to take action, a voice suddenly came from the entrance of the alley: "Enrique, you bastard, stop it! They are the magician's people, do you want to kill them?"
The blue-haired young man in the lead took a look at the newcomer, a red-haired teenager, and snorted coldly, "Garcia, your father, Xi Luo, is a dog for these outsiders, and you are also running here barking. It turns out that you are all from the same nest."
"How dare you scold my father?" Garcia was an impulsive guy. When he heard Enrique's rude words, he picked up a wooden stick from the ground and rushed towards him.
At this time, Ji Yijun took the opportunity to attack. Enrique was talking to Garcia, but unexpectedly, Ji Yijun bounced over like a cannonball, chopped off his dagger with one hand, grabbed the dagger in his other hand, and put it on his neck.
Everyone was stunned. They didn't expect this outsider to move so quickly. Enrique was sweating profusely. When he turned around to talk to Garcia, he was at least seven or eight steps away from Ji Yijun. He didn't expect that he would become a hostage because of a mistake.
"Get out of the way, I'm leaving." Ji Yijun said in half-baked Spanish. He carried Enrique to the alley entrance. The other young men, worried about Enrique's safety and intimidated by his abilities, had to make way for the three of them to walk toward Garcia.
When they walked out of the encirclement, Ji Yijun pointed at Li Jia and said to Garcia: "You, good! Protect him." Then, he pushed Enrique back to his group of young people and let them out.
He took two steps forward, threw the dagger on the ground with disdain, looked around at the dozen young men in front of him, grinned wickedly and said, "Now that you are free of the burden, you can move around freely."
Five minutes later,
People fell to the ground in the alley, all of them screaming like ghosts and wolves. Ji Yijun, who was unharmed, looked down at them, took out a silver coin from his pocket, and threw it in front of Enrique, who was lying on the ground and unable to get up.
"I am in a good mood today, so I will give you this reward as medical expenses."
Then he turned around and put his arms around Li Jia and Garcia, "That's great. Let's go buy some vegetables and fish. I'll treat you to dinner tonight. Let's have a big meal and embarrass those guys who feed me black bread."