Chapter 052 Clauford Lawrence

ps: Damn, I just got the Harvest Festival and you thought of Hero. If you are a girl, you want to date. Men are gay men! You are so clear!

ps1: Please vote! Hero likes the most~[bsp;    Clafort Lawrence is a traveling businessman.

The so-called traveling merchants are no different from minstrels: their friends are everywhere, and they only go for destinations that can give them benefits. The former's interests are money, and the latter's interests are news.

After hesitating for a month, Lawrence finally planned to take a friend's merchant ship and go with a bard friend to see the legendary merchant's holy place: Red Leaf Fort.

Although the business tax there is as high as 50%, as long as you pay the tax, the merchant association will support you. If you are deceived or extorted, the merchant association will sue the person without hesitation. The people's court will subpoena the person, arrest the person, and make a fair ruling.

Of course, it is said that there are few criminals in Hongyeling. Since the first Gaulian began to obtain sufficient contribution value, bail became a civilian, the cohesion of the entire Hongyeling began to rise in a straight line. Everyone, including slaves, was working hard to improve their level. The explosive power at that moment was like a mountain collapse and a tsunami, like Mao Taizu's Great Leap Forward era.

To be honest, Lawrence didn't believe these words because he knew too well the moisture in the chanting of the bard. Is it fifty percent possible? Eighty percent not surprising, okay?

"You are making things difficult for the girl with a miserable life, but you don't have the courage to face the demons~"

"You have the courage to face death but don't have the courage to resist the ugly fear~"

"Have you ever thought of a girl in the cold wasteland in your happy and rich life~"

"They are desolate, lonely, and beautiful, but they are regarded as enemies of humanity~"

The sound of a mournful short harp came to his ears, and he could already hear the first note. This was the "Demon Poetry" which began to be sung throughout the continent in the sixth month after the "Little Sage" Kerral issued the Declaration of Demon Elimination. It is said that the author is the talented, Little Sage.

With a self-deprecating smile, this song has a lot to do with the Demon Elimination Declaration, which is almost a translation of the Demon Elimination Declaration. It uses the silver-eyed swords to ironize the humble and insignificant self-esteem of human beings. When hearing the last verse, it is almost tear-jerking, and deeply reflects on his mean past.

Although he didn't really believe that the poem was made by the child under eighteen, Lawrence still liked it very much.

Every time I hear it, I can purify myself. The sublimated Lorence relied on the back of the carriage and shook his head and enjoyed the pleasure brought by the harp and singing.

In the first section, his friend stopped and immediately attracted cheers from the merchants nearby. Although the bandits in the Kamelo Kingdom disappeared, as travelers, they were still accustomed to collective action. They did not meet the big merchants and had a guard team composed of very strong adult men. They could only rely on themselves and their fellow merchants around them. Therefore, travelers had almost no big belly, and most of them had good skills.

"This brother sang very beautifully and beautifully." Someone praised, and his gentle voice was as warm as a bath in warm water.

Surprised that this man spoke so charmingly, he opened his eyes and looked in that direction.

But it was a boy riding a white horse, wearing a milky white fluttering robe and a long cloak. If he hadn't been riding on the White Horse Mountain, this valuable outfit would have fallen on this dust. Lawrence guessed very maliciously.

Behind the boy with white horse was a female knight riding a black horse. Her delicate long golden hair tied her long hair into a circle like a braid, making her look heroic, and her close-fitting knight armor also made her developing delicate and orderly body look even more concave and convex.

After collecting the coins thrown from all directions, the bard who put them in his pocket quickly took off his hat and paid tribute when he heard the boy's praise: "It is my honor to hear your praise, my lord."

"Haha, are you going to Red Leaf Fort?" He smiled softly and nodded in greeting, looked up and down at the powerful bard, and asked with a smile.

"Yes, our group are all travelers who rushed to Hongye Fort to participate in the Harvest Festival, except me." He bowed slightly and replied.

"Are you Irish?" Keral was surprised to see the crimson hair of the bard.

“That’s right.”

"It's amazing. The Irish people are very repulsive of Camelo. You actually have the courage to step into Camelo, which is called the Demon Land. It's really admirable." Keral praised with a smile. The exclusion between the three ethnic groups, Ireland and Camelo and Scotland, is very serious. They have always been at the cutting-edge of technology. Camelo, who has a king, has always liked to call those Irish people country bumpkins. As for the Scots who are regarded as gardens on the other side of the sea, it's even more despised. Many Camelo people like to confuse Scots and Gauls... This is also because of their low cultural level.

"Thank you for your praise." Hearing Kelar's gentle praise, it was very comfortable as honey poured in his heart, and the bard also had a proud expression on his face.

"Are you traveling merchants?" Keral looked at Lawrence and his group.

"Yes, sir." Lawrence was close to his minstrel friend, so he could only stand up and answer. The boy was obviously a young nobleman from Hongyeling. Such nobles were the most undeniable for those travelers. Young age means a small mind, and a high position and power means that just one sentence can make them waste a month or even a few months of hard work.

"I heard you are going to attend the Harvest Festival. Can you ask what the goods you have prepared?" Lawrence was amazed by the polite but could only answer more politely: "Sir, it's spices, spices from the Macedonian Empire."

"Huh!" The young nobleman exclaimed softly: "You are not old, but do you dare to cross the Roman Empire to trade with the Macedonian Empire?"

"Sir, the risk of crossing Rome is not great. You can sell the specialties from a certain place to another area to reduce the risk. As long as you go, you can do it. In addition, the new emperor in Macedonia succeeds to the throne and the people are safe. It is said that I am preparing for the war. I dare not buy food. I can only use low-cost and profitable goods such as spices, but I still feel that the risk is very great." Lawrence said honestly.

His words made Kailar's eyes lit up, "Ask you, sir, what is your name?"

"Clafort Lawrence, sir, just call me Lawrence." Lawrence said.

"Then Mr. Lawrence, can I ask if the spices you bring are seeds or powders?" Spices are divided into two types, one is seeds, including star anise, pepper, cumin, etc. The other is similar to pepper. In terms of value, seeds should be more suitable for storage. Kelar is 80% sure that he brought seeds. Thinking of the climate planting spices in Camelo that cannot be cooked three or four years in India, it can still be cooked every year. Sneak at those historical novels that you can pick up spices, Kelar began to be full of enthusiasm for barbecue.

"Seeds are easy to carry and easy to store, so most of the products with spice flavor are used." Lawrence smiled.

"Lorence has no place to settle down yet, right? Are you willing to stay in the manor below? Because I am very interested in the goods you have in hand. Can you talk to me in detail?" Keral explained directly that it reassured Luoer.

Tell me directly in front of so many people, even if there is anything that can dominate, you can find someone immediately.
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