Recalling the various schemes of making a fortune in countless time-travel novels, Lucian sadly found that he knew too little about the world and didn't know whether these methods were useful, and no matter what he did, the first pot of gold was particularly important, and he only had seven copper fells.
Therefore, when the sun shone on the market area at nine o'clock, Lucian was already carrying a heavy bag of goods and heading towards the city gate area, after all, many times, survival came first.
Sweat couldn't stop sliding down his face, drilled into his neck, soaking his linen clothes, and the not very strong sun shone on Lucian, making his heavy steps even more painful, and at the same time, Lucian, who was struggling, had to endure the chatter of the fat man Gu Qi next to him:
"Damn it, who found such a child over, walk steadily and don't damage my goods!"
Looking at Gucci, who was wiping the sweat from jumping up and down with a handkerchief, Lucian scolded: "It's all you who are stingy and only invite one person."
Of course, in this way, Lucian's reward was mentioned from three copper fels to four.
Finally arrived at the city gate area, Lucian safely placed the goods on the wagon waiting here.
The fat man Gucci reluctantly took out his money bag, took out four copper fells, and handed them to Lucian: "Your reward, young man, I didn't expect your strength to be really small, if there are goods that need to be carried in the future, I will go directly to you."
Lucian's strength is actually not as good as that of young people of the same age who have been trained, but it is cheaper, one can be used as two, and the stingy Gucci naturally wants to praise him like this, completely forgetting how he cursed before.
As soon as he got the copper fell, Lucian saw two men wearing linen coats walking up to him with a somewhat fierce appearance.
"We are Boss Aaron's subordinates, you can call me Andre." The brown-haired man who spoke revealed his identity and had a shallow scar on his face.
Lucian understood what they were here for, and he was already prepared, and he didn't plan to go on an independent trip, so he took out a copper felt and handed it to the man named Andre.
Another burly man glared at Lucian: "Two copper fells!"
"Didn't you agree to give only one?" Lucian is now a pauper, even though he knows that he is currently unable to fight against gangster thugs, he still can't help but argue.
"If you don't do it yourself, Gucci will hire two people, and each of them will give us a copper fair, and of course we can't bear this loss." Andrei smiled like a legitimate businessman.
It was just a copper fair, and it didn't involve Lucian's survival and bottom line, so Lucian was chased by the gang in the future, and after only a second of hesitation between being hunted by the gang and a copper fair, he endured it, took out another copper fair, and handed it to the man who was walking around Andre, as if showing off his strong figure.
"Good job, boy, you understand the truth very well, there used to be some hairy guys who liked to challenge us, but you also saw that we are still here, and some of them have sunk to the bottom of the Belén River. Okay, Mag, someone over there is here." Andre threatened a few words as usual, and then turned around and walked to the other side with Mag.
Lucian looked at the backs of the two of them, feeling a little aggrieved, although he knew from the beginning that he would be exploited by the gang, but when he really met them, he couldn't help but change his emotions.
After scolding himself for not being passionate enough, Lucian understood that to get out of this situation, he either had strong personal strength or a certain social status.
Of course, in this world, strong personal power often means high social status.
"I wonder if there is a potion in the magic notes to increase strength and physique?" Lucian couldn't help but think about it, even though he knew very well that it was a sign of danger, a sign of not being able to stand the temptation.
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The Musicians' Association near the Hall of Psalm in the Borough is famous for its unique architectural style, so Lucian, who was pushing a rented four-wheeled cart, found the building called "Beating Flame" after asking for directions once.
A large number of longitudinal lines, small spires, flying buttresses, stained glass, and flame-shaped window frames give the entire five-story light-colored building an asymmetrical and exaggerated beauty, appearing light and complex.
Seeing Lucian coming, a wretched and thin middle-aged man with a goatee walked down the steps quickly: "Why are you so late? Look at the clock in the Golden Cathedral, it's almost a little faster!"
After Lucian accepted the commissioned task, under the arrangement of the dwarf Cohen, he had already met this middle-aged man once, knowing that his name was George and that he had some connections within the Musicians Association.
"George, there are ten minutes left." Lucian pointed to the golden cathedral that stood tall and majestic in the noble quarter in the distance, and seemed to be able to control the entire city.
George complained: "The servant hired by the association has finished cleaning in advance, you should go in with me and hand it over, otherwise the mountain of garbage will be piled up behind the association and affect the mood of the musicians who come to do things, then it will be troublesome."
Lucian was curious about Uncle Joel's dream path to becoming a musician, so he didn't argue with George, put the cart aside for the guards to watch, and climbed the steps and headed towards the door.
As soon as he pushed open the door inlaid with stained glass fragments, Lucian saw a bright, imposing and wide hall.
There was a soft thick carpet on the floor, and there was no sound of footsteps walking on it, and there were very few people coming and going, making the whole hall quiet and cold.
Led by George, Lucian walked to a half-man-high wooden platform in the middle of the hall.
Behind the wooden platform, sitting a beautiful girl with brown hair and blue eyes, with a sweet smile and a crisp voice: "Uncle George, have you found someone?"
As she spoke, she took out a clanging money bag and handed it to George, according to Lucian's visual estimate, there were at least forty copper fells, and she couldn't help but curse secretly in her heart, excluding the money for renting a cart, she could earn eight copper fells.
George took the money bag, showing two rows of yellow teeth, and his eyes narrowed into a line with a smile: "Elena, you find someone to take Lucian to the garden in the back, don't look at him young and not strong, but he has a lot of strength."
After saying that, he said to Lucian again: "I will put your money in Andre in the city gate area, and you can go get it when you come back."
Lucian nodded, not worried that George would lose the money, although the Aaron gang was ruthless in collecting money, but it was very reputable in this regard, according to Cohen, someone once tried to lose the employment fee, but in the end he obediently paid double the compensation.
Elena was about to greet the servant in the hall to take Lucian to the back garden to carry garbage, when she suddenly saw a middle-aged man wearing a wide red coat walk in, stood up quickly, and bowed slightly: "Good afternoon, Mr. Victor."
The middle-aged man was dressed simply and elegantly, with a faint mustache and curly black hair, and blue eyes like sea water with a melancholic color: "Good afternoon, Elena, give me a copy of "Music Review"." The voice was mellow and deep.
Seeing Elena take out a brand new newspaper from the cabinet under the wooden table, Lucian couldn't help but be surprised: "Alto has developed a newspaper? And it's a special type."
Referring to the situation in the slums, Lucian sighed in his heart: "The polarization of this world seems to be very serious. However, there should still be few people who know how to write, how much do newspapers have to sell to recoup the cost?"
Victor first took the "Music Review" in his hand, flipped through it casually, then gave Elena ten copper fells, nodded politely to Lucian and George, and turned around with the newspaper in his hand and walked to the stairs next to the hall.
"This Mr. Victor is really good." Lucian quietly commented in his heart.
When Victor went upstairs, Lucian asked Elena curiously: "This "Music Review" is only ten copper fells?"
Knowing that people like Lucian, like herself, had no chance of contact with high society at all, Elena couldn't help but show off her experience in working in the Musicians' Association in the past year: "Although in 426 AD, after the Cardinal of Adelaide invented a simpler and more versatile method of making paper, the price of paper became cheaper and cheaper.
"Because this "Music Review" and "Symphony Herald" are the two most authoritative newspapers in the field of music in the entire mainland, representing the direction of music development, and every score and review article on it is the crystallization of wisdom. This month's "Music Review" even has comments by His Majesty the Grand Duke and Her Royal Highness Princess Natasha on the music performed at the Symphony Club in Psalm Hall last week."
I have to admit that Elena is so talkative, in addition to wanting to show off, Lucian's black hair and black eyes, and quite delicate appearance also played a big role.
"A silver narr?" Lucian suddenly wanted to rob these newspapers, and with just five copies, he could easily solve his problem, but considering that even if he succeeded, he couldn't find a buyer, Lucian turned off this thought depressedly.
Elena's show off was cooperated by Lucian, and she became even happier: "Hehe, don't think that a silver nar is expensive, in Tria, in Antifles, in Efe, in Tyris, and in Anhadur, these two newspapers are in high demand, and the most expensive can be sold for a golden thal. The aristocrats of these countries are proud to follow Aalto's musical trends, even if they read long-outdated newspapers."
Lucian glanced at the remaining newspapers in Elena's cabinet again, resisted the urge to rob, and at the same time summarized and deduced some information from them: "The currency of the entire continent should be unified, well, the church with divine magic must be very strong. There is probably no such thing as a space teleportation array, and even if there is, the conditions for use must be very harsh, otherwise how could they only see outdated newspapers when so many nobles need it."
Lucian absorbed the knowledge he lacked the most from Elena's words like a sponge, until after more than ten minutes, Elena woke up and asked the servant in the hall to take Lucian to the back garden.
"Lucian, you must be quiet, don't talk loudly, don't make loud noises when carrying garbage, Mr. Victor will hold a symphony concert in the Psalm Hall for the first time in more than three months, during this time he is under a lot of pressure, mentally, well, the spirit is more sensitive." Elena kindly reminded Lucian.
Lucian nodded gratefully at her, and then cautiously followed the servant to the back garden.
(End of this chapter)