The two parties were about to start a fight, but they were stopped by the vice-chairman of the Haiyue City Bounty Guild. Under the persuasion of the vice president, both sides died down, and a dispute disappeared like this.
Angel felt a pity in his heart.
After the Heilan businessman sat down, he said coldly: "I just said that the Guangyao Golden Sparrow Knights could not be the creator of the Hailan tragedy, because the Hailan tragedy was not man-made at all!"
After saying this, the Hailan businessman stopped talking.
Not artificial? Is it still done by evil spirits? Although everyone was puzzled, no one lowered their faces and asked him.
Angel was also curious, but when he thought that he was about to leave the Old Land Continent, when he returned from the Fan Continent, the war between the two countries might be over. Angel also rested his thoughts of inquiry, and left the guild after eating the barbecue.
Because of the development of maritime trade, the prosperity of Haiyue City is second only to the capital. Angel has lived for 14 years, and the largest city he has ever seen is only Waterford, which is under the jurisdiction of Gru Town. It's the size of four Watfords, not to mention other infrastructure.
Angel's eyes were full of flowers along the way. When he was on the terrace of the hotel, he watched the half-city panorama. It was magnificent and prosperous. Now that he is in close contact, he finds that Haiyue City is not only majestic as a whole, but also delicate in details. Compared with Gru Town, which is full of stone houses at a glance, it is more than one grade higher.
Angel stopped and went, observing the joys, sorrows and sorrows of all living beings, thinking about some fragmentary humanities, and contacting the famous books told by past tutors.
Instructor Jon has talked about the unity of knowledge and action. In the past, Angel found it difficult to understand, but when he really went out and broke away from the protection circle of his relatives, Angel began to combine the details he saw with the truth in his heart. At the same time, I have a little understanding of the unity of knowledge and action.
Angel soon arrived at the destination of his trip - the trade street of Sambina.
Sangbina Trading Street is exactly what Irene mentioned a few days ago as a famous street in Haiyue City. The reason why it is famous is that all the things it sells are shipped from other countries through maritime trade, and many special commodities are not available in the Golden Sparrow Empire at all.
That day, Irene bought a lot of things from Sambina Trading Street, among which there were even several books such as "Painting of the Palace Plaster", "Colors", "Fan Whisper" written by some unknown country. Regardless of the name, the content is actually the makeup skills of noble ladies, the color recommendations for clothing matching, and so on.
Angel took a few glances and put it down, but Irene was very happy, and even followed the records in the book, went to buy some plaster materials, grinded powder and applied it to her face. At a young age, he has already begun to interpret 'beauty' himself.
Inspired by Erin, he went to Trade Street this time to buy a few books. If there is a suitable one, he also wants to send it to his tutor to enrich the compilation of historical materials.
As soon as I entered the Sambina Trading Street, I saw a statue of a gentleman in a dress in the middle of the fountain. The sculpture is of Sampina Principe, an important imperial minister who started maritime trade two hundred years ago. In order to commemorate this nobleman, this trading street is also named after him, which shows that future generations respect him.
On both sides of the street are mostly low but spacious houses with colorful bricks and tiles, and every store strives to be eye-catching from the outside. The signboard at the door of the store and the way of publicity are also trying to stand out. Angel also saw a dessert seller who invited a clown to the circus to perform fancy throwing balls at the door, causing a lot of noise from the crowd. Some bear children even pulled their parents. If you don't buy dessert, you fall to the ground and cry.
The whole street was very lively. Although Angel tried his best to maintain his noble qualities, he was still a teenager, his eyes were shining brightly, his head turned to the east and west, and he was curious about everything he saw.
In the end, Angel's first consumption was not in his original destination: the bookstore, but... in a fresh milk house with a cow puppet at the door.
After drinking a big cup full of sweet milk, Angel's smiling eyes narrowed to a slit in a place where no one was there.
However, as soon as he came out of the store, Angel immediately replied calmly. I took a packaged bag of sweet milk from the shopkeeper, and pretended to be helpless: "Alas, my sister likes milky and sweeter ones, so I'm really bothering the shopkeeper."
Angel wiped away the remaining milk stains on the corners of his mouth and left contentedly.
It didn't take long for Angel to find a bookstore with an image of the ancient God of Wisdom Sother on the door. After entering, he found that most of the books here were bound pulp and paper volumes, and rare leather scrolls were rare.
Angel picked up a few books at random and flipped through them. The shop owner who was standing not far away wanted to reprimand him, but seeing Angel's appearance and the details of his etiquette when he flipped through the books, the owner had already rushed. The dirty words that came to his mouth were slowly swallowed back. Although he didn't like customers flipping through books at will, he wouldn't care if he was a well-behaved aristocratic young master.
The story is interesting to read, and sometimes can see a bit of deep meaning from the story, which is also rewarding.
Angel was not stingy with books, and soon filled the kraft paper bag sent by the store.
"This young master, I see that you like a wide range of books. I have collected some miscellaneous volumes. If you are interested, why not stay for a while?" Huahua, there are not many such big customers, especially now there are too few people who love books! He also noticed that Angel bought a variety of types of books, and he seemed to be willing to buy any type of books, and his mind immediately became active.
Over the years, he has collected a lot of books from the fleets of various countries. Unfortunately, many of them are too old, not only damaged and missing words, but also not compiled in common language. No one is interested in the warehouse. It's hard to meet a big customer who is not picky, how could he not be moved.
"And a collection of books?" Angel's eyes lit up, and he accepted the shop owner's proposal without asking the basics.
As soon as the shop owner heard this, he immediately welcomed Angel to the reception room on the second floor, mixed it with a glass of fruit wine, and hurried to the warehouse.
After a while, the shop owner led two guys and brought three large wooden boxes with a musty smell.
The pungent musty smell, Angel frowned, how wet does it have to be for this smell to appear
"Uh... Recently, the caravans from the Samo Kingdom haven't come here, there is no dry stone powder, and Haiyue City is wet by the sea. These books are a little moist after a long time. But don't worry, I have all the books inside. No matter how wet it is, you can't get in." The bookstore owner patted his chest and assured.
Angel didn't pay much attention to it, he nodded and signaled to open the box.
Before Angel could take a closer look inside the box, he suddenly heard a deafening horn sound over Haiyue City.