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Chapter 139 A friend is here... I have nothing!

Bills Jr. always felt that his life was a satirical comedy.

He was sent away since he was a child, away from the prominent family, and did not get any benefits from "Uncle Bills" who was the city lord. Because of this, he met a group of young friends from the southern continent and became a successful businessman.

A disease in his childhood became a "curse", and when he was desperate, a "pie" fell from the sky. He sold Ebo and got a lot of income for ordinary people and thus Curing the "curse" is like a miracle.

Look, my legendary life!

Little Bills returned to the Southern Continent full of ambition, searching for all kinds of exquisite goods, and prepared to transport them back to Moon City to make a fortune.He didn't forget his former friends. After discussing, they agreed that the new king of Moon City urgently needed something to decorate the new palace, so they jointly bought a lot of expensive and exquisite decorations.

In the depths of winter, no one wanted to leave the Southern Continent, but the merchants still went on the road for the sake of wealth, not to mention that little Beers had repeatedly boasted that the winter in Moon City was not sad at all.

"You don't understand, everything is different there, magic is not popular, but there is no mess and chaos of ordinary cities, and there are many novel things, then you will understand!" Little Bills has completely changed his appearance, The strong figure looks more like an adventurer, "Let's go, friends!"

What he saw and heard after leaving Port Toto did not live up to Bills Jr.'s boast.

"Is this road a magic avenue? Why did the Magic Road Forging Union pave the road here? The king of Moon City is so respectful? And, why are both sides sealed? I have never seen such a road! My God, the two sides of this road There is fire ahhh!"

"Why is there still a house on the side of the road? Changing horses? Wait a minute, we won't be leaving at night, will we?"

"Rent a car directly here? A carriage? So cheap?! Impossible, how much does it cost to buy a carriage! What, it's not magical? It must be a liar, I have never seen a carriage without magic !"

"Why is it so warm in the house? Louie, are you lying to me? If it's not magic, why is it warm? I didn't see the fire!"

"Why are there so many carriages at this late hour, my archmage! It's already such a cold day! Wow, look, the carriage behind is catching up... What's the sound? It's so loud, it seems to be coming from From the car behind."

Little Beers was both proud and ashamed, proud that the new world he said was really wonderful, and ashamed that his friends and common people generally didn't understand anything.

"Friends, don't make such a fuss." During the dinner at the inn, Biers couldn't help making a suggestion, "We are the third-ranked merchant guild in the Southern Continent. Why haven't you seen it?"

"Yes, yes, yes." A man who had rosacea at a young age said seriously, "It's really demeaning!"

The young businessmen looked around and confirmed that they were the only ones with their servants and bodyguards among a group of customers. Although there were not many of them, they were already "higher than others" compared to other lone wolves.Thus, their voices are lowered, though unobtrusively.

A man dressed as a commoner came over and said with a smile, "Honorable gentlemen, what do you want for dinner?"

Little Bills knew it was going to be bad as soon as he heard it, and when he was about to speak, his rosacea got the better of him: "Are you kidding me?! Do you think old men can't afford magic bread?"

Others also echoed: "Yes, look at the master's clothes, they are magical!"

"What's the matter with the tavern here? First it opened on the side of the road, and now it comes to ask us what to eat? I've never seen such a rude tavern!"

"Lui, are you sure you can do business here?"

Little Bills knew that this kind of questioning by commoners was already a kind of contempt and disrespect in the Southern Continent. His friends didn't intend to be arrogant and domineering, but just felt insulted. However, ignorance is prone to misunderstanding.

The civilian who was reprimanded was not angry. He took a step back and looked at Bills Jr. and his party, then shook his head and turned to leave.

The expressions of the young businessmen gradually changed from anger to bewilderment and then to panic. In their view, this "strange tavern" not only has "strange attendants", but also a group of "strange guests", and no one agrees with them Or stand up to persuade, most people's eyes are full of ridicule and surprise, and there are even snickers.

"Lui, what's going on? This is not a black shop, is it?" Rosacea asked in a low voice.

"Yeah, what's the matter with you?" The man with black curly hair asked uneasily, "Where did you bring us?"

Little Bills was told not to eat high-fat, high-calorie, and high-sugar foods as much as possible. In order to prevent the "curse" from coming back, he could only suppress his appetite. No one will care about you, rest, and have to hurry tomorrow."

The young businessmen didn't understand Biers' depression. After looking at each other, they calmed down.On the night of the first day, these young businessmen enjoyed the warm kang room, and set out on the road the next morning as if escaping.

The cold wind is raging, and people are still coming and going on this "strange magic road", and there are occasional traffic jams.

"Why don't we go on the opposite side?" Jiuxuan shouted to Biers, "There is no car on the other side."

"There are trees in the middle." Little Bills said, "Besides, the regulations are like this, keep to the right, and you are not allowed to cross paths."

"What does it matter, and no one saw it!" Curly Black said unwillingly, "How long will this be blocked?"

"What if we collide with the car on the other side?"

"Where……"

Before the words were finished, three carriages drove past at high speed, causing a gust of wind.

The black curly hair was silent for a while, then whispered: "Actually, it doesn't matter if you line up for a while."

When the next day's itinerary was approaching night, another "strange tavern" appeared on the side of the road. The bright lights and warm atmosphere attracted these young businessmen from the southern continent. After much hesitation, they decided to rest for the night. After all, nothing happened last night, did it?

"Are these taverns designed? Just built at the end of a day's journey." Rosacea didn't dare to speak loudly, but whispered into Little Biers' ear, "Is it some kind of conspiracy?"

"There is no conspiracy!" Little Bills said impatiently, "These are not taverns, as I said, they are post stations, where merchants and travelers on this road rest and change horses. It is winter now, if summer comes, No matter day or night, there are countless carriages transporting goods and people on this avenue!"

The young businessmen looked at each other, showing disbelief at the same time.

"What a business deal this is!"

"What is there in Moon City that deserves the hard work of the merchants?"

"Many, but they are all ordinary things, non-magic." Bills sighed, and quickly cheered up again, "That's why His Majesty the King asked me to go to the Southern Continent to search for rare treasures. It can make a lot of money! Maybe there are magic coins!"

The young businessmen became excited, then restrained their smiles, and sneaked into the "strange tavern".Today is much more relaxed than yesterday. The tempting aroma when others order food makes them swallow unconsciously.

"Louie, are these foods... edible?"

"Yes." When it came to eating, Bills Jr. became even more depressed, "It's not that I don't want to eat, it's that I can't eat. I need to maintain my weight."

The black curly hair said in surprise: "Have you eaten?"

"of course."

"Then...how about we try it too?"

This sentence was like the whisper of a devil. The curious young people immediately called the waiter and ordered all the dishes to be served. They didn't ask the price at all, but it was just a metal coin, not worth mentioning.

The dishes were very rich, and the taste was shockingly good. The rosacea, who was rich in the family and grew up eating magic food, couldn't help himself: "My archmage, what the hell is this? Why is it so delicious? Is this still meat? No smell of meat! No blood! No skin! No fur! My archmage!"

The others frantically stuffed things into their mouths, and they didn't answer even if they were hissed by the hot soup dumplings. After all, as long as they were late, the food would be gone.Only little Bills was sitting on the side tearing the magic bread, his eyes were full of pain, and finally he had to turn his head away from the table full of dishes to resist the urge to eat a big meal.

The young people who had been traveling on the cold road for a day naturally had a big appetite. All the dishes were served twice to fill their hungry stomachs. After receiving the "small sword" made of "strange wood" with high fingers from the post attendant, Rosacea lazily said: "Check out."

"A total of 5 gold coins, thank you for your patronage!" The attendant said with a smile.

"Pfft——" the curly black hair sprayed out the unfinished beef jerky, "What? Gold coins?!"

It's not that the merchants couldn't afford it, but they didn't expect the price of ordinary food to be so high.

Little Biers was too lazy to bother with his startled friends, so he feebly handed out 5 gold coins to the attendant.

The attendant accepted the gold coins with a smile and said, "All the guests who ordered dinner will get a new tea as a gift. Each person has a cup. Would you like to drink clear tea or milk tea?"

"Clear tea." Tea is not included in the fasting list, Biers sighed and said, "How many kinds of tea are there?"

"There are five kinds of tea, red milk tea, green milk tea, pudding milk tea, black tea and green tea. Sweet milk tea is more expensive, 30 copper coins for a cup, 20 copper coins for a cup of milk tea without sugar, 10 copper coins for a cup of clear tea. If you order a meal, you can get a cup of tea without sugar for free."

The so-called pudding is "tofu" made from chickpeas. After trying it a few times, Cecil always felt that it was more like pudding. After making black milk tea, he tried to put it in, and it really fit, so he just took it This served as a pudding.

The young businessmen discussed and quickly decided to have a cup of each of the five types of unsweetened tea. After serving, people who had eaten a stomach full of greasy and meaty food praised the green tea, and the milk tea was appreciated by Little Bills. He even In addition, I ordered a cup of black milk tea with double sugar, and I drank every sip like a person who was about to die of thirst.

The tea delivery event was exactly Cecil's plan, and he spent a lot of money to "meet the tea seller".However, as long as you don’t see the real thing, tea is always easy to fake. For example, if you use the broken leaves picked out during the production of genuine tea and wash it in a large bucket, the aroma will not be so strong. After all, it will be even less tasteful if you add milk. , you can also repeatedly flush.

Anyway, the God of Tea only talked about tea, not good tea or bad tea.

The current resident population of Yuecheng has already exceeded [-], most of them are young and middle-aged, and the food consumption is very strong. In addition to the businessmen who come and go, the number is almost [-].

When Bills Jr. arrives in Moon City with his fussy friends, Cecil happens to meet his goal of meeting the God of Tea on the same day.

The God of Tea changed her attire. She wore a plain dress with a nipple coat, small carved leather shoes, and a small beret. She looked like an English lady.When she walked in, Emerson stood by the door at some point, bowed slightly, and said, "It's an honor to meet you, Miss Tea from the East."

"It seems that you are recovering well." The God of Tea took off his gloves and put them in Emerson's palm, and said with a smile, "It is really gratifying that the faith in this world is so firm."

"As you said." Emerson took the tea god's hat and gloves, and bowed again, "I'm leaving first, please call me if you need anything."

Cecil stared dumbfounded at the conversation between the young lady and the old butler, confused, and waited until Emerson left before asking, "What the hell?"

"He came to show his loyalty." The God of Tea sat down at the table very ladylikely, raised his calf and shook his cute little leather shoes mischievously, "It means that he is willing to hang out with our God of Eastern Civilization."

"Is it necessary?" Cecil asked in confusion.

"It's not Duoxi's fault!" Tea God curled his lips, disdainfully said.

"Who?"

"The god of tanning." The God of tea sighed. "I think about making troubles and making troubles all day long. The British have never done anything good except bring tea to the West! Bah!"

"Didn't the origin of leather tanning be in England?" Cecil muttered.

"This is a bit complicated to talk about. Not everyone takes care of the people in the place of origin like us." The God of Tea smiled and said, "Okay, let's stop talking about these unhappy things. What did you ask me to do? I Your 'Chancellor of the Exchequer' was losing his temper before you came in, so you'd better make a long story short."

Cecil flinched and said, "That's right. I want to make maltose but I can't. Do you have any recipes for this?"

Tea God: "Me neither."

Cecil: "..."

They looked at each other for a moment.

"Didn't you give me a tea recipe?" Cecil said unwillingly.

"That's a tea recipe, not a recipe." The God of Tea laughed like a silver bell, "I thought there was something wrong!"

what to do?Russell will eat me alive!

When Cecil was frantically thinking about how to excuse the mistake of spending money, the God of Tea said: "If you are looking for a recipe, I suggest you extradite a god, it will definitely satisfy your request."

"Who?" Cecil had given up hope, so let's take one step at a time, and if he doesn't stick to Langdon, Russell dare not scold the teacher anyway.

"God of Chopsticks!" Tea God said with a "silly boy" expression on his face, "Why didn't you think of extraditing him?"

"I have it." Cecil said in confusion, "There are chopsticks here, but he didn't come here."

"There are too few people using it!" Tea God said, "More!"

"It's really difficult to promote." Cecil said helplessly, "Many people would rather use their hands, but I can't help but grab the hot soup dumplings directly. Is it useful to force promotion?"

"It's useless, forced belief is not true belief, don't go on evil ways." Tea God said decisively.

Cecil thought for a while, and was a little confused: "Why can God of Chopsticks give me the recipe? Shouldn't the recipe be about cuisine or Kitchen God?"

The God of Tea rolled his eyes and looked over like a little girl: "Let me ask you, what is the purpose of chopsticks?"

"It's because I like to eat, not because I like to cook." Cecil said stubbornly.

"It should be said, good food!" The God of Tea corrected, "It's only natural to become a good doctor after a long illness, and to become a wonderful cook after a long illness, just like me, I'm not the god of gossip, but this doesn't prevent me from enjoying chatting Ah! What's the matter, do you know more about the God of Civilization than I do?"

Cecil immediately conceded defeat: "You are right!"

With a clear direction, things are much easier to handle.

"Do you understand now?" Tea God said with a smile, "Do you have any ideas?"

"I might have been helpless a while ago, but now." Cecil said maliciously, "Have you ever heard a joke on the Internet that a Chinese meets an Indian..."

"Ah, I know!" Tea God clapped his hands, "What a bad boy!"

"It's easy to say it's an award!"

He laughed tacitly.

"Then I'll give you something as a gift." The God of Tea came over, lowered his voice and said mysteriously, "I recently walked around my world and greeted many gods, and found that some gods , in fact, it is not a god at all.”

Cecil:? ? ?

"In short, pay attention to yourself."

No, aunt, your news is too inexplicable, where should I pay attention to it?

The God of Tea didn't care, he disappeared instantly after speaking, without even a notice.

While Cecil was pondering the tea god's hint, Russell broke in suddenly, with a gloomy expression on his face, "There are a few businessmen from the Southern Continent who want to see you."

"A businessman from the Southern Continent?"

When Bills Jr. entered, Cecil immediately had the urge to run away.

"Your Majesty the King, I have brought you rare treasures from the Southern Continent, which are enough to make your palace more beautiful than the hanging garden in Tambuneta!" Bills Jr.'s accent was full, as if singing , "Let me introduce my friends, they are all successful businessmen in the Southern Continent, dedicated to serving the royal family and archmages!"

Cecil's face became more and more gloomy while listening to the introduction. After listening to it, he managed to squeeze out a smile and asked, "What's the approximate price of the goods you brought this time?"

"Don't worry at all, honorable new king!" Black curly hair with shining eyes, said loudly, "You only need ten or twenty magic coins, Nita, Klan, you can even pay honor coins, we have the fairest exchange The system will definitely satisfy you!"

There was no difference between Russell's eyes and the flames.

Cecil worked up his courage for a long time, but he still didn't dare to say "I don't have the money to buy it". He pretended to say: "You guys should stay in Moon City for a few days, I'm going to hold a big event soon, wait I'll look at your products when I'm done."

This is a very mature reason, and the young businessmen didn't suspect it, and retreated after saluting.Judging from what they have seen and heard along the way, Moon City is the birthplace of everything incredible. They can't wait to find out, and by the way, see if there are any suitable products to bring back to the Southern Continent.

As for "His Majesty the King", he was not so leisurely. Only Cecil and Russell were left in the huge meeting room. Russell didn't move, and he didn't dare to move.

After a long time, Cecil raised his eyelids and glanced at the expressionless Russell, and whispered, "I might be doing an event recently..."

Russell turned around stiffly like a robot, and said word by word: "How much will it cost?"

"Not much, just make some iron pots or something." Cecil tried his best to make his voice sound more reasonable, "This event is to extradite a god, a... er, a great god, in short, it has a long history and many believers God, he can provide the malt sugar recipe, so I can make sugar from wheat, it is a very easy and low cost business! Also, this event itself is also an economic activity, chili, I can develop more The recipe can make money, believe me, it really can make money!"

Seeing that Russell's expression got better, Cecil continued his efforts: "After this event, I will disband the cafeteria, let go of the private management of food, and start collecting taxes on sales. The land tax has already been announced, so I can't destroy my credit. So it can’t be changed, but there will be an additional tax rate for land for business use! That is, there will be different tax rates for agricultural, residential, commercial and industrial land!”

Russell finally "lived" and seemed to be thinking about it. After a while, he said, "Who taught you the different land taxation laws? Teacher?"

"What, I thought of it myself!" Cecil said this with a guilty conscience.

"Tch." Russell made a disdainful expression, "I copied it from your hometown, right?"

Cecil refused to answer the question: You don't hit someone in the face!

"Okay, I'll let you off for now." Russell said grimly, "Remember your identity, Your Majesty the King!"

After Russell left, Cecil whistled involuntarily, and suddenly a pair of hands appeared on the back of his neck, pinching his neck lightly and appropriately, and an ambiguous voice rang in his ears: "Thank you, my king."

Cecil has also resigned to his fate now. When the critical moment comes, Langdon will disappear instantly, leaving him alone to support the berserk Russell. While enjoying the big cat's massage, he said angrily: "Next time you dare to run, I want cat paws to pinch for me!"

The massaging hand stopped, and suddenly pressed hard, causing Cecil's neck to snap.

"No problem, my king." Langdon scratched Cecil's neck with a laughing voice, "I will definitely serve you well."

"You are so light!"

"Meow-"

The young merchants in the southern continent haven't received the king's call for three days, so they are not in a hurry. It is very common to wait a week and a month to meet the king.On this day, when they were about to try the newly opened bathroom, advertising posters were posted everywhere overnight: Cold Winter Hot Pot Festival, the best enjoyment on rest days!