Chapter 924 Are you new here? (Please vote for me)

In the early morning, when the first ray of sunlight shines from the sky, everything wakes up and starts a new day of life.

With the soldiers shouting "Hey, hey, hey," and pushing hard, the tall and thick iron-clad city gate of Naider City let out a series of tooth-wrenching groans, and finally hit it hard.

On the city wall, there was a loud banging sound immediately.

As the gate opened, the soldiers turned the winch, and the chain as thick as an adult's arm made a clattering sound, and the suspension bridge in front was slowly lowered.

At the same time, more soldiers ran over and moved the iron horses in front of the bridge.

The city of Nidel closes at sunset and will reopen at sunrise the next day. In the meantime, only the orders of a few people can open the gate of Nidel.

Now, the gate of Nidel City, which had been closed all night, was completely opened.

The caravans and people who had been waiting outside the city couldn't help but feel a commotion when they saw the city gate open. Then they all stood up from the ground, lined up and walked towards the city gate.

They are all people from around Naider City. They go to the city early in the morning to work or do some small business. In order to catch the morning market, some people even have to get up at two or three in the middle of the night, carrying burdens or driving.

Take a car and find a seat near the city gate.

Some shrewd businessmen even discovered the business opportunities here and simply set up small food stalls near the city gate to sell some of the fast food that farmers liked.

People waiting to enter the city, hawkers, bargainers, and children playing carefree made the gate of the city very lively.

Seeing the city gate open, the crowds of people shouted "It's open, it's open" and pushed forward as hard as they could.

An officer with a shining silver star on his shoulder walked out of the headquarters, stood in the middle of the road with his hands on his hips, looked coldly at the noisy caravans, and then blew hard

The whistle in his mouth shouted loudly: "Line up, keep to the right, anyone who dares to jump in line will be locked up for a day of self-reflection, do you hear me?"

Keep to the right. As for you, it’s you, bastard. Didn’t you hear? Keep to the right.”

He shouted angrily and walked forward.

Not far across from him, a fat middle-aged man in a robe was standing there, looking at the officer with an expression of astonishment without blinking.

At this time, the officer had already arrived. Seeing this guy stupidly blocking the road, he was about to curse. But then he saw the reflection on the other person's robe, and couldn't help but be startled. Then he narrowed his eyes and looked carefully.

He looked at his clothes carefully.

Only rich people, or those who do not do manual labor, will wear double-breasted robes. Poor people usually wear two-piece short robes to make it easier for them to work.

Sure enough, the officer saw that the robe was finely sewn with gorgeous gold rims. It was obvious that he was rich or expensive. The price of this piece of clothing was almost half his salary, which ordinary people could not afford.

But looking at the color of the robe, it was obviously a bit old, showing that it had been there for quite some time. The robe was ironed and straight, with no wear or stains at all. It seemed that it was reluctant to wear it more often.

He immediately judged that the other party's identity was either a run-down little nobleman or a wealthy country man with a little money and great face.

Although these two types of people are extremely despised, they are much better than ordinary people.

At least he is close to the ruling class, and if he has good relatives, he might be able to get a small position in the government.

However, although the other party's status is not low, in comparison, it is not much higher. You may be able to pull him in front of the people at home, but when you enter Nidel City, you have to bow to him everywhere.

In fact, in terms of status, the officer felt that he was half a head taller than him.

Even if we can't beat and scold this kind of people casually like ordinary people, there is no problem if we can give them a few words of scolding.

Thinking of this, the officer paused for a moment, and then shouted angrily: "What did you do? Don't you know you have to keep to the right?"

The middle-aged man suddenly blushed and said, "You can't be so unreasonable. Sir, I am a noble. I am Lord Sal of Meadow City, and my title is hereditary."

Having said this, the middle-aged man still raised his head proudly.

Very good, indeed there was no mistake. This guy is not only a rich man from the countryside, but also a run-down little nobleman from the countryside - the officer looked at him seriously and thought to himself.

In the eyes of these arrogant warriors in Nedel City, a small lord is really inconspicuous. All the people who come in and out all day long are viscounts and barons. Those who are familiar with each other can still joke with each other, let alone

The eldest princess and the young father-in-law.

But at the same time, he took a deep breath and suppressed his anger.

A nobleman, even a poor little nobleman, still has certain privileges.

Although there is no need to be afraid of him, as nobles, they are all closely related. A hereditary title, even for the lowest lord, is very valuable. This means that his ancestor is at least a meritorious senior officer, and his family has a small village.

A large manor and fiefdom, with a lot of crooked noble relatives.

If the grandson sues the Senate, although he won't do anything to him, it will still cause some trouble.

He extended his hand and saluted, and then said coldly: "Lord Sal of Meadow City, please obey the traffic rules and keep to the right like everyone else."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to signal, and this time he used honorifics when speaking.

Lord Sal looked back and saw that everyone entering the city looked at him with a strange look: contempt, ridicule, surprise, disdain...

That means just like saying "this quality is as good as that of a nobleman".

Lord Sal blushed for a moment, but then he felt that his self-esteem was hurt. He immediately raised his neck and defended himself: "Why do you keep to the right? I always walk casually in our village. You are the only one here."

There are many rules.”

After saying that, he put his hands on his hips, raised his head slightly, and looked at the officer arrogantly.

"Our village~!"

Well, this Lord is indeed a bumpkin. He probably hasn't been to the city for many years.

The officer rubbed his forehead with a headache. If it were an ordinary person, he would have kicked him back, but ordinary people would not have the guts to challenge an officer.

He reluctantly compromised and said: "Okay, Your Excellency Lord Sal of Meadow City, since you have arrived in Nai'an, you have to follow our Nai'an rules. This is the order of our governor. Please keep to the right, okay?

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Lord Thrall curled his lips with a look of disdain on his face and said, "Wouldn't it be over if you said this earlier?"

After saying that, he shook his sleeves heavily and walked back to the team.

The officer curled his lips and waved his fist at his back.

Everyone beside him hurriedly stepped aside, leaving a place for him to come out. Sal immediately squeezed in without any politeness.

A man who looked like a farmer in front of the Lord turned around, glanced at the Lord twice, and then said with a smile: "My Lord? This is your first time coming to Nai'an?"

"Yes." Lord Thrall nodded, and then asked curiously: "Hey, how did you see it?"

The farmer smiled and cursed in his mind: Do you even need to look at this? He didn't even know to keep to the right, and he could tell at a glance that he was a bumpkin from the countryside.

But he did not say anything, but continued to remind him kindly, saying: "My lord, if you come to the city, be careful of those old ladies."

Lord Thrall was stunned for a moment and said: "Be careful about old ladies? Why should I be careful about them..."

The farmer smiled and said coquettishly: "You don't know something about this..."

As soon as he said this, the officer next to him interrupted the farmer's words and said: "Farmer, Master, let's go quickly. It's your turn. Don't be stuck here."

The farmer looked back and found that there was someone in front of him. He couldn't help but feel a little strange. He just opened his mouth, but then he heard the officer say: "Aren't you picking up fresh vegetables?

Your Majesty has ordered that for the convenience of serving the people, those of you who sell vegetables and fish can use a dedicated express lane. Stop talking nonsense here, understand?"

The farmer was immediately overjoyed and shouted repeatedly: "Thank you, sir, thank you, sir."

With that said, he greeted the Lord, then pulled up his car and walked quickly towards the city gate.

Before Lord Thrall could ask further questions, he saw that the farmer had already walked away, and could only watch helplessly as his figure disappeared on the other side of the city gate, submerged in the dense flow of people.

At this time, the officer directed everyone, saying: "Hurry up, hurry up. Don't be stuck here. Go inside quickly. Even if you don't want to go in quickly, there are still people behind who are in a hurry. Who is that? Don't wait.

Block it, be careful I slap you."

People immediately sped up, and Lord Thrall walked into the city involuntarily, surrounded by the crowd.

As he walked through the city gate, he wondered: Why did the farmer ask him to be careful of old ladies? This is really strange~!

While he was thinking about it, he suddenly felt his eyes light up. He saw that he had arrived in the city.

Suddenly a huge noise rushed towards us.

Although it was early in the morning, Nadel City had already woken up early. There were vendors selling breakfast on both sides of the street.

They were on the street not far from the city gate, shouting loudly.

There is a faint fragrance floating in the humid air.

Porridge, bread, cakes...all kinds of aromas spread in the air, making people twitch their fingers.

In order to catch up early, Lord Sal got up early and didn't even eat breakfast. He didn't like the coarse food that the merchants and farmers at the city gate ate.

When I smelled the faint aroma of rice, I immediately felt my stomach growling.

He scanned it briefly and saw a lot of people queuing in front of a stall not far away. He immediately made up his mind, since there were many people, it must be delicious. But he didn't know what was being sold here?

Thinking of this, I immediately walked over. Then I paid the money and waited aside.

But I saw the stall owner quickly picking up a good hot bread with both hands, then split it open with a knife, and picked up a grilled hot sausage, stuffed a few vegetable leaves into it randomly, and then handed it over.

Hey~!

It turns out that bread can also be eaten with a sandwich?

Lord Thrall's eyes suddenly widened. He took the bread and looked at it several times.

Where have you seen this thing before?

Then my heart ached, and I couldn't help but murmured: "This piece of bread costs me a silver coin. Isn't it too expensive?"

Normally, one silver coin would be enough to buy a basket full of good white bread.

After hearing this, the stall owner immediately raised his head, glanced at him, and said with a smile: "Are you new here?"

Lord Sal nodded, and then said cautiously: "Yes, I am Lord Sal from Meadow City."
To be continued...