A lunch is not very happy.
The cook in the restaurant was sighing that the changes in the world could not go back to the past, and talked about the fact that His Excellency Hugo was too capable, making the city dazzling and changing with each passing day.
It is also a prosperous city. The Banshee Fort ruled by the Bouche family is also prosperous, with a lot of people and a strong commercial atmosphere, gathering all kinds of luxury merchants and goods.
You can always see elegant nobles and beautiful ladies hand in hand on the street. Faithful servants are holding fashionable goods, and the trotting ones follow behind.
The crisp horseshoe stomped from time to time, and seven or eight-year-old vendors peddled along the street. At the intersection, wolf-like guards were staring, and beggars and refugees were hiding in the corners to watch.
This is the scene Powell is familiar with.
Victor Hugo seized Coldwind City for a year and truce with the Buche family for half a year. The nobles in the city have disappeared. Occasionally, one or two were left behind, and they couldn't make a public appearance.
It is also crowded, but the happy ones are the poor ghosts, who are dressed in shabby clothes and have ugly faces. Underage hawkers have disappeared, replaced by regular vendors.
As for the beggars and refugees, they are all placed in a centralized manner, and they do their best to make a living so as not to run around. Regardless of whether the leaders are willing or not, the rule of Coldwind City can be said to be a one-shot penetration.
"Even civil servants are admitted through examinations. How did you come up with this? In the past, bureaucrats were only able to serve by the nobility, and now they don't need it anymore.
Powell sighed that "the world has changed, and the rules have been turned upside down". After a while, he can only focus on his current business, and how to make more money is serious.
When Johnson came back from the Wizarding Tower in the afternoon, the illusionist looked like an eggplant beaten by frost, his head slumped. Powell asked what was going on, but he didn't say anything.
Ask Dudu decisively.
This low-mouthed demon raised its neck, grunted a few times and said unhappily: "My master has been hit. Even I have been hit.
When Hugo captured the city, he first captured the Wizard's Tower. The wizard who slumped on Hugo's side all benefited afterwards. They can be proud of it now, and they open their mouths to show that His Excellency Hugo is smart, wise, and broad-minded.
Even their demons dared to provoke me, boasting of their master's extraordinary strength and superior intelligence, but he didn't get a chance in the past, but now he has accumulated a lot of money, and he has risen quickly. "
Johnson sighed even more faintly, and said: "The guys are just lucky, but they are generally promoted to one or two ranks within half a year. Many guys who were not as good as me in the past are now riding on my head.
When they met, they came to greet me for whom I was working for, and advised me to switch to Coldwind City, and they tried to list the advantages. They were very enthusiastic in their words, but they sounded extremely harsh to me.
Tali does serve good food, but the taste is far worse than before. Knowing that, I might as well go to the small restaurant in the square and sit with the small vendors, presumably they wouldn't dare to ignore me, so I wouldn't be so angry. "
From his facial expressions, Powell knew that Johnson was more angry than he thought. The most important thing is the phrase'a lot of guys who are inferior to me'.
It's better if someone is more unlucky when it's unlucky, and it's better if someone is more unlucky when it's unlucky. The most fearful thing is that I originally wanted to'watch the fire from across the bank', but ended up'getting the fire to burn the body'. Instead, the enemy started to'watch the fire' step by step.
How can this be tolerated by Johnson
Powell comforted: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, after we do a few more business trips, we can quickly get promoted if we make enough money. This Cold Wind City sells a lot of good things publicly, and the reselling will make us cheaper."
Johnson was even more annoyed, grabbing Powell’s front leader and shaking vigorously: "Think clearly, do you really think someone will sell the best things publicly? We thought we made a big bargain, but in fact it was just other people playing the rest. .
I just wandered around the tower and saw many acquaintances from the past. They openly showed me the special magic materials and advanced magic books provided inside, even the apprentices have more resources than me.
Before, the wizard group in Coldwind City had only more than 30 people, and there were only a hundred people with magic apprentices and low-level wizards. But now the tower is lively like a bazaar, with a total of more than five hundred people.
Although most of them are rookies below level five. But they are making rapid progress. Hugo rebuilt eight major factions, established a magic association, and even asked the mysterious lady to perform miracles, raising the wizard's tower one floor. "
Hearing the miracle, Powell looked up at the Wizard's Tower just near the central square in shock. The tower body is still in the clouds and mist, but its height has indeed risen a lot.
Every time the wizard's tower is upgraded, the internal space will be expanded tenfold, and its power will also be greatly increased. It is of great benefit to the wizards who learn to practice in it.
This is bound to attract more advanced wizards to come, just as famous universities can always get better students and the best professors. Even with more external donations and investment, the output is naturally more abundant.
Alas... this kind of attraction is simply irresistible.
Powell asked: "So you want to stay?"
Johnson was dumbfounded, but shook his head again: "Coldwind City currently has no shortage of wizards. If you want to stay, you are either particularly good or spending money on sponsorship."
"You didn't just say that someone advised you to switch to Coldwind City? Can't you ask for help?" Powell felt that he should be shameless at the critical moment and seize the opportunity.
Johnson was even more angry, "That group of guys said, they are not eligible for recommendation. Now the Magic Association is extremely valuable even for an observer place, and the official members also engage in internal elimination, which is cruel.
The wizards who despised me talked about "internal elimination" and were deeply afraid, and ran away after a few words. If you say you have to hurry up to do the project, you will really be expelled from the association if you fail to complete it. "
Speaking of this, Johnson finally regained some confidence and screamed: "I don't want to join any magic association. I am busy every day to produce results, and I am exhausted.
How free I am now, do whatever I want, go wherever I want, and it's good to make some money casually, unfettered! "
The words were sour and sour, and Dudu despised them and said: "The wizards of the entire Northland want to come to Coldwind City for academic exchanges, even if they can't join the official magic association, it's good to mix with the outside.
Only those who are too weak to enter will say not to join, and will not say that when able to enter. Alas... I have pity on such a clever familiar with me, and I was wasted all my life when I met an idiot owner who couldn't stand in line. "
Johnson is probably used to it. He was filled with poisonous chicken soup by his own devil, but he was not annoyed, and he just sighed along with him. Powell shook his head while listening, thinking that the master and servant were hopeless.
The two rushed to Coldwind City overnight, bought the goods that day, and took a passenger carriage back to Banshee Fort in the afternoon. They came here and they were supposed to make a lot of money soon, but they were not in a good mood.
Yu Yu went south along the way, stopped at several supply points, and entered the site of Banshee Fort after passing through Dense Fog Town. The passenger carriage stopped here, and the two had to change vehicles to continue their journey.
Just this change... ..
The tax officer of Banshee Castle poses to stop the two, staring at the wooden suitcases they are carrying, and sneered:
"According to the latest decree of the Buchi family, in order to protect the Banshee Fort industry, all incoming goods must pay punitive tariffs based on the value of the goods."
What the hell is tariffs
Johnson and Powell were anxious!