Black Iron’s Glory

Chapter 145 Seller Property

Chapter 146 Seller's Properties

Claude got up early in the morning, and he was going to go to the open-air market in the morning to buy two boxes of white root powder from the pharmaceutical store there, and some metal materials from the big hammer blacksmith shop in the south of town. Master Landers has a complete barrel workout recipe on his magic notebook, all regular metal material, and Claude doesn't think it's too expensive.

As for the excuse, Claude had already figured it out, saying that he was ready to try to make some hunting clips, to be placed according to the terrain, so he could not be commissioned to a blacksmith shop.

Claude was very satisfied with last night's harvest. Although the Black Snake Guards were all poor, and a dozen people did not match two gold crowns, their second leader deserved the title of a fat cow corrugation. In his fine deerskin purse, he had five gold crowns, fourteen silver towers, and a few pieces of copper coins, valued at over eight gold crowns, to please Claude.

Looks like the setup of previous life's online games also makes sense. Killing Xiaoxiao might as well hit BOSS. Big profits are all on BOSS, killing a top dozen Xiaoxiaoxiao. Last night's robbery proved that.

And the same goes for the Shark Club's five purses, Gerard, who had more money in his sheepskin purse than his four guards combined, who alone provided more than four gold crowns, and his four guards, who were beside him, together, only two gold crowns.

So Claude's robbery in one night turned out to be about sixteen gold kroners, much faster than he was going hunting for. Unfortunately, such robberies could not be turned into routine activities. Last night was just coincidence, and Claude took advantage of surprisingly unexpected cheaps. The Black Snake will be unlucky, they just want to deal with Gerard the Shark Club, didn't expect to run into Claude again from there.

The owner of an open-market pharmacy was a tough guy to deal with, Claude, to say the least, finally bought two boxes of white root powder for seven gold crowns and cheapened a silver taller. The owner of the pharmacy knew that Claude had been selling his prey in the open market for a long time, that he was rich, that he was studying pharmacology, and that he had no doubts about buying two boxes of white root powder, just asking him if he needed anything else?

Claude shook his head and said that he still had half of the medicine he bought last time. If he didn't buy it for now, he'd run out of money. He also said that he had collected a lot of herbs in the forest farm, so that he could try out some medicines. Unfortunately, one's refining agent always fails, almost throwing money into the sea, with only inputs and no output.

Pharmaceutical store owner laughs haha comfort claude, learning pharmacology knowledge requires not only patience, but also constant experimental refining drugs, now the more failures to progress, he believes Claude will succeed. After Claude left, the pharmacy owner changed his face and took a bite: “The loser, if my father had invested so much and couldn't refine the right medicine, I would have broken his leg earlier, thanks to his face spending so much money to continue buying the medicine materials. ”

Claude didn't know the owner of the pharmacy was behind his back saying he lost, and he drove a wagon to the big hammer blacksmith shop in South Town to get some metal materials from Mike's boss. Although Boss Mike was kind enough to see him, he didn't give Claude a good price on the material. This is both why Claude does not need much, and why Mr. Morsan was removed from public office as White Deer Town Administrator.

Claude said he was going to build some metal clamps in the woodlands to make hunting traps. Boss Mike didn't ask much either. He has seen so many of these things, and the hunters in town don't like to customize their traps to him, mainly because they fear that their designs will be learned to leak out, thus affecting their harvest.

But Boss Mike asked Claude if he needed some ironing equipment, and he wanted to sell it to Claude, and Claude politely refused. Claude told him that there were tools in the woodland, that he was going to look at the kiln where the Theories burned charcoal, and that he didn't have to buy another set himself, and that Boss Mike was a little disappointed.

Bought the materials, Claude was going home, had lunch and went back to the woods. But what he didn't expect was that on the way home, a lot of people who knew him were watching him and whispering with other people from time to time, which made Claude feel a little strange and seemed like something bad was happening at home.

Claude was a little stunned when he rushed the carriage to the big red brick house. When did a row of stalls set up in front of the house, many people clustered there to grab something...

After getting off the carriage and squeezing into the crowd, Claude found out that it was his father, Mr. Morsan, who set up the stall. The merchandise on the stall was all furniture, clothes and groceries removed from the house. For example, books in the second floor study were already on the stall. Even his younger brother Brooke took out some relatively new toys and sold them, at a very low price...

“Father, what's going on?” Claude asked aloud.

It was just that Mr. Morsan was busy, he couldn't care less about Claude, and he waved his hand to continue bargaining with a customer who had a crystal sculpture of a woman who was pouring water and bathing, which Mr. Morsan usually loved. Claude remembers that his father once said that this crystal sculpture is valuable. It is more than a hundred years old and is said to be the work of a famous sculptor. It is a precious antique that can be passed down as a family heirloom...

What happened at home that caused my father to take out his collection and sell it cheaply? Claude asked a few more questions, but his father never responded, arguing with the customer about the price. Claude looked at what was on the stall and saw that the magic recipe he had bought was thrown on top of a few popular novels. He picked it up by hand. The magic recipe hidden in the diary of the Lenders Mage cannot be turned upside down outside.

Entering the house with a magic recipe, he found that the house had become a little empty, and many decorative paintings and flower basket wall decorations hung on the wall had been removed, leaving only a blank mark on the wall. The expensive dining table and eight matching high chairs were also lost, replacing them with a simple wooden table and four benches for a small restaurant.

Mother still cooks lunch in the kitchen, but she has a sad face. Claude looked at the kitchen and confirmed that all the silver cutlery and silver pots in the kitchen -- very valuable things -- had disappeared, replacing them with the wooden cutlery and ceramic tins that were common in the open market grocery stores. Even the glassware, which is not very valuable, is missing...

“Mother, what happened at home? What does Father want with his stall outside? We're not in a position to sell our property yet...”

Claude was a little confused, though his father had been removed from public office and the executive's hat was missing from his head, but his connections in town still existed. Though a lot of people talk and joke behind his back, who doesn't still call him Mr. Morsan in person? In addition, although his father lost three silver tall monthly salaries, he had shares in many industries in the town, which alone could rank among the rich in White Deer Town.

The mother sighed in a shadow: “Your father is raising money, he needs a lot of money...”

“Raising money? To raise money for what? How much does he need to raise? ”

“Your father said he needed about 260 to 300 gold kroner. Ask him yourself. He won't let me interfere in his affairs, and I can't convince him...”

“Does he want to go into business?” Claude speculated that the father might have lost his public office, which was why he wanted to find another way out. Claude would have wanted to pay him himself if his father didn't need much money, but once he heard that he needed so much gold, there was nothing he could do, even if he went robbing every day, he couldn't get what he had last night.

Her mother shook her head and didn't speak, and she didn't feel very well either.

“Where's little Buck and Anna?” Claude changed the subject, or he asked his sister if she knew. Don't look at her, she's only fourteen years old, but she's already a little grown up, she looks cowardly, she doesn't like to talk, but she's actually smart, she's like a mirror, she can say one or two things when she asks a lot of questions at home.

“Little Booker just cried, and Anna sent him upstairs and should stay in their own room.” Mother continued to stir in the pottery, and Claude smelled the meat.

“What is this? Smells good.”

“Beef bone soup, I added radishes to it, and small apples and potato chunks, which are the staples of our lunch today. Not enough bread. ”

It was not the old white bread that was on the wooden plate, but the rye bread, which is a common staple food for the people of White Deer Town. It's just that we used to make white bread with more expensive fine white flour, sometimes to buy honey bread. I've never used this kind of rough rye flour, and the staple foods are lamb chops or roasted beef or anything.

I didn't expect the house to use beef bone stew as staple food now, and the living conditions are falling too fast. Claude stood silently by her mother and looked at her silently before saying, “Well, I'll go up and check on little Buck and Anna. ”

“Well, in a couple of minutes you'll bring them down for lunch. ” |

“Okay, Mother.” Claude jumped up the stairs.

Sister Anna is playing a seven-plate game with Little Booker, and Snow Dog is squatting next to her, occasionally using her paws to dial the patchwork on the floor. When they saw Claude come up, both of them were happy with the little snowdog and stopped for a while after a scene surrounded him.

“Hey, Second Brother, what's in your hand?” Sister Anna asked.

Claude found himself holding the magic recipe: “This is the recipe that I used to buy for my mom for her birthday. When I saw my father sell it downstairs, I took it back. ”

“Daddy's bad, he sells my toys and won't let me play with him.” Little Brooke confessed to Claude.

Claude laughed so hard that his brother was only eight years old that he didn't understand that his father was setting up stalls to buy things from his family for money, not for fun.

“By the way, Anna, my father sells things, and my mother says he raises money. Do you know why my father raises money? ”

Anna nodded unexpectedly: “Last Wednesday night, those friends of Father's gathered at home to discuss pensions and compensation. It seemed like about 2,000 gold crowns had to be raised, and Father, one night they talked about it very late, and I heard that Father had been arranged for an amount of two hundred and eighty gold crowns.

Next, my father came home every morning and night. The night before yesterday, he had another fight with his brother. He said it was none of our business. Those people died anyway. Besides, they all surrendered to the pirates, and we don't have to pay for it. If anyone comes to the door to make a scene, call the patrol cops and arrest them, and say they are pirate detectives.

Father was angry that night, then slapped Big Brother, and he fell out of the door and still hasn't come home. Last night, Father and Mother said that his shares were cashed in. The money was almost raised. Tomorrow, we will sell some of the things in the house. The people in town will know that we sell the property to raise money. Everyone will only praise us for benevolence. No one will ever resent us for anything happening to the merchant fleet again... ”

It took Claudes a while to figure out what her sister Anna had said about the amount of information that her father had raised to pay pensions and compensation to members of the merchant fleet who had already been in trouble. This should be the case. After all, most of these two or three hundred sailors are local residents of Bai Lu Town. Although they have been greedy enough to join the merchant fleet, something must now be done to appease their families, otherwise it is really difficult for their families to stay in Bai Lu Town...