It's very cold in the winter in Solo.

Especially in late winter and early spring, the coldest time of the year.

The strong wind from the Gobi Desert is wrapped with a layer of fine sand, which hits people like countless small knives scrambling.

If you are blown outside the house for one night, even wearing two layers of leather jackets will turn into sieves, let alone a thin jacket. Every morning, you will find a few people who die on the street with strange smiles, which is normal.

It is possible that I drank too much rum and fell drunk halfway through, freezing to death.

There are also homeless vagabonds.

There are also fugitives who escape from war.

There are particularly many people who have frozen to death this year. Every day at dawn, corpse collectors dragged two-wheeled carts to throw these unknown corpses together and dragged them to the corpse pit outside the city.

If you meet a better-hearted corpse collector, you may be able to get a few handfuls of dust to cover it. If those numb, cold and hard are thrown there directly in the open air, you will become food in the belly of those wild wolves and dogs without waiting until night.

When Wendell went out to pour out the black fire stones, a corpse transport truck happened to pass by his door. Seeing several figures that had not yet grown completely, he couldn't help but curse: "It's a sin!"

The great rebellion caused by the simultaneous war of a large number of lords and nobles has subsided, but the sequelae of it is far from over.

There are still a large number of refugees stranded in big cities like the city of Lingdu Soren. It is not that they do not want to return to their homes, but that although the war is gone, the small war has never stopped.

Some lords and nobles who were not completely wiped out became bandits after they went into exile and were seeking trouble everywhere.

The Duke of Feren's direct territory suddenly doubled, his troops were short of strength and his situation was very awkward.

If you use too much force, you will easily be exploited by the opponent and lose the unstable city you just captured.

If the troops are too small, they will deliver vegetables to others when they go out. They have no choice but to protect the castles and cities, allowing them to harm the leaders of remote places.

The road was also not peaceful, with all kinds of bandits and robbers, most of which were formed after the private soldiers of the nobles fled. If they had no place to make a living, they could only make a living by robbing.

In previous years, if such a thing happened, Wendell said he would not have to lend a helping hand. Although his ability was limited, he could die less, which was worthy of the gift from the Lord of Truth to him.

However, the impact of this year's war is too great, and his small business cannot be maintained. The family's food and drink have become a problem, so how can they have the ability to help others?

Fortunately, before winter began, he found a new job and helped a big businessman dig black flint outside the city. He worked hard on his day, not only three pounds of coarse grains, but also five or six copper coins.

In such difficult years, such wages are a conscientious price. Even digging black flint is a hard job, and it is also overtime every day, with twelve or three hourglasses, and Wendell is at ease.

This is because someone has to come in with a relationship. There are countless people outside who want to get this job but have no way.

As for whether the black flint dug by the big merchant was transported to the Andes Mountains to trade with the Andes people, it was not something Wendell should care about. He only cared about whether the daily wages could be paid on time. Once there was a delay, the whole family would go hungry.

Unfortunately, this happened yesterday. The grain truck had an accident on the road. I heard that it was targeted by the damn thieves. Fortunately, the guards with the team were quite powerful and did not allow the thieves to succeed. They only lost a small part of the food. However, the convoy's itinerary was delayed. When they rushed back to the mine, it was already midnight and the food could not be distributed on time.

Fortunately, the mine also has a conscience and knows that everyone is counting on a day's wages to survive. At the market grain premium of 10% and pay the wages with copper. If this is done during the ordinary day, most people will be happy.

However, after just a year of turmoil and the land was largely deserted, the Manyu Army itself was not a large grain-producing leader. Even in the good times, there was a large gap in grain. A large part of it needed to be transported thousands of miles from the Asia Minor Plain.

This abnormal New Year holiday, the price of grain is rising steadily. It is no exaggeration to describe it as a daily increase. Today is a premium of 10%. If you wait tomorrow, you may not even be able to buy 90% of the grain today.

The key is that there is no market for price. The hearts of those lords and nobles who have the most food are dark. In order to plunder more wealth, the food released every day is very limited.

They are very experienced in this regard. They will neither let the leaders starve to death, nor will they inspire a lot of public grievances, be detrimental to their rule, nor will they let everyone eat enough. Only then will people buy high-priced black-hearted food.

When Wendell came back yesterday in the cold wind, it was already dark. Not to mention affordable food, even high-priced food could not be bought.

Fortunately, there is a virtuous wife at home. When life is better, she will always pick out some food from the corner of her mouth to store it. Last night, the whole family had a full meal of porridge. Although it was clear enough, there were only a few grains of food inside. I could only cheat my stomach temporarily, but it was better than drinking a lot of water and swaying around.

But my stomach is not that easy to cheat, especially after working for a day with a high load, before the chicken cried, his stomach woke him up, tossing and turning for half a night until dawn, and just went out, and then encountered the bad news in front of him, which made him feel even worse.

The strong aroma of rice made him unable to move his feet. Needless to ask, he knew that the smell came from the strange neighbor's house who had just moved to less than three weeks ago.

The reason why the other party is given a strange word is that the other party's behavior is completely beyond Wendell's scope of understanding.

In short, the other party and he are in business, but the other party's business is unprecedented, such as the name of the other party's shop - the medical center.

He knew all three words and knew the meaning of each word, but when they were connected, they were a little confused.

After observing for nearly a week, I realized that feelings are a place for healing people, but isn’t that the business of church pastors and monks in monastery?

What's even more inexplicable is that the other party actually opened a restaurant next to the medical center. The reason why it is called a restaurant rather than a tavern is because the other party mainly sells various foods and supplements with wine, which is completely inverted from the tavern.

However, this also robbed the tavern business in disguise. Recently, there are always some people who are quarrel around, provoking trouble, which is caused by the other party.

However, there are only a handful of people who dare to make trouble. After all, when this kind of food is a shortage of goods, they can still do related business. If they do not have a deep background and no one believes it, the source of food is a big problem.

It is commendable that the things made in this restaurant are indeed good. Whenever they start to get angry, there is a strong smell of food floating on the whole street, which makes people's index fingers tremble. Every guest who comes out of it praises it, and the price is relatively fair, but it follows the market of food.

Wendell hesitated at the entrance of the restaurant for a while, gritted his teeth, and pushed the door in. He still had to go to work. He couldn't wait for his family to buy back the food, but he is now engaged in high-intensity physical work. Although he can read and write a little bit, the ore will give him a little bit of preferential treatment, but it is relatively limited.

If you work on a hungry day and can't hold on, it's bad. Without food and wages, it means you'll have to go hungry tomorrow and then go back empty-handed. He still understands this vicious cycle. Today, he will celebrate the Harvest Festival and accept it if you spend a few more copper coins.

The restaurant area is larger than Wendell imagined. The two or three houses around are connected, five log tables and thick log benches on both sides, so it is no problem to squeeze a hundred people down.

Perhaps it was because of the geographical location. He was considered an early guest. There were only three or five people in the huge food center. However, he did not look like a guest, but the waiter in the restaurant was eating fragrantly. When he saw guests coming to his door, he stood up one after another.

Seeing the person closest to him clearly, Wendell turned his head and wanted to leave because he was an acquaintance, a very familiar person, a young waiter who had worked in his small shop for two years.

He felt very embarrassed during this occasion because the store was not well managed. He fired the other party before closing it, and always felt that he owed the other party something.

"Boss? Mr. Wendell? You are here, please, please, please."

The young waiter Eller also recognized Wendell and quickly met him with a smile.

"It's a coincidence. I heard that you live nearby and have always wanted to take time to visit you, but I was afraid it was too abrupt. I didn't expect that I would meet you. Is it the first time I came? I didn't feel used to it for the first time. I just wait a few more times. We have all kinds of pasta here, which is good, low-quality noodles, coarse grain steamed buns, porridge and pickles. I highly recommend a large bowl of noodles. It only takes two copper coins, which is enough for you to eat, and you will have endless energy to use in a day."

The young waiter was as enthusiastic as Wendell remembered. The other party was born to do this. If it weren't for his own store, he wouldn't have been willing to fire him at the beginning. Everyone recognized him. If he left again, it would be even more embarrassing.

Wendell sat down nearby and said with a slightly stiff smile, "Thank you very much, I'll just have a bowl of noodles you mentioned. I'm still in a hurry to work, it's better to be faster."

"Okay, you'll be there soon."

The young waiter, Eile, was very tiring. Before Wendell sat down, he had wiped the already spotless log table and log stool with the sackcloth on his shoulders, and said hello to it.

"A big bowl of noodles, add more noodles and less soup, and you need enough oil and water. This is my former boss and my family, so I must not lose money."

The young waiter Eile quickly ran to the corner where they were eating, brought a small plate over, and lowered his voice: "Sir, this is the pickle soup I just made. This boss cared for free. If you don't dislike it, just drink some mats first. I know the feeling of hunger, which is the most difficult time of the day."

"This cannot be used, I can eat it, what do you eat?" Wendell refused repeatedly.

"Sir, this is not a stranger. What are we doing here? The restaurant, I run to the kitchen all day long, and I am familiar with each other. I can always pick out my food. Look, I just came for a week and I have gained a lot of weight."

The young waiter Ailer gestured at his thin arm.

"My current boss is as kind as Mr. Wendell. He doesn't care about what we stutter. Try it. The salty soup tastes good. I look back and see that those treacherous guys can't cut corners and steal a few bites."

"Thank you." Wendell felt warm in his body. I wonder if it was because of the black flint fireplace burning in the restaurant.

...

The currency of the Byron Empire was in the silver standard. Although gold coins were also circulated, it was of great value. Most of them had bulk trade between nobles. Ordinary leaders did not necessarily have the opportunity to deal with gold coins throughout their lives. They used silver coins and copper coins more often, because the copper coins looked like a flat stone, and were also called copper coins.

The exchange rate of copper coins and silver coins fluctuates between 100 and 100, while the ratio of silver coins to gold coins is 123 to 1. The floating situation is directly related to the minting level and content of silver coins and gold coins. Although the silver coins and gold coins circulating on the market are collectively called Byron silver coins and Byron gold coins, there are still obvious differences in printed parts from different military leaders.

The most popular ones recognized and most popular in the mainland are not the royal gold coins printed by the Lancelot royal family, the actual ruler of the Byron Alliance, but the Gemini gold coins from the Harrison family on the North Island of Gemini Island. They have the witch secret meeting as the backstage and have the best purification and printing technology in the mainland. Gemini gold coins are also called witch gold coins.

Not only are silver coins and gold coins different from each other, but even copper coins are the same. There are differences in exchange between copper coins produced by different military leaders. For example, the Manyu copper coins produced by Manyu Army leaders are poor in technology, have more impurities, and are prone to fragmentation. They are not popular in other territories and have relatively low value.

It is normal for a thousand Manyu copper coins to be used as nine hundred or even eight hundred local copper coins in other territories, but only those merchants have this kind of trouble. Ordinary people have long been used to the purchasing ability of copper coins in their own territories, and it is difficult to understand the differences.
Chapter completed!