In the northwest corner of Andorra la Vella, in a small dilapidated house, the flame on the oil lamp was no bigger than the head of a match.

The flame jumped and seemed to be extinguished at any moment.

Under the almost negligible light, a woman was sitting beside the bed, holding a bowl, feeding the thin rice porridge and water into her son's mouth.

Her son's shocking welts were covered with herbs given by his neighbors and are now scarred, but he has been in a coma for three days and still hasn't woken up.

Fortunately, this young man still has the instinct to swallow, and he can still hang his life on the porridge.

It's just that there is no rice at home for a long time.

The young man used to run errands in the Silver Narcissus Chamber of Commerce, but no wages were paid there for a long time, otherwise he would not have followed his neighbors to the dock to move things.

It's just that he walked out in the morning. He thought he could buy rice and go home in the evening, but he was brought back by the neighbors at noon.

Now the rice in the bowl was stuffed by the neighbors secretly through a hole in the kitchen wall the night before, along with the herbs.

It's just that the neighbors brought the young man back that day and were targeted by the people of the Flying Fish Society. They didn't arrange any work for him for the past two days, and their family was in trouble.

It's not that the woman didn't want to go to the priest of the temple to treat her son, but there were several people from the Flying Fish Society guarding the house, and she would be beaten back as soon as she went out.

Flying fish would have suffered a huge loss three days ago, and now they need to kill a few people to regain their prestige, and this unruly lad and his neighbors are ready-made examples.

After feeding her son with rice porridge and water, the woman looked at the small handful of rice grains at the bottom of the bowl, and decided to add water tomorrow, crush it, boil it again, and add some vegetable oil for lighting, so that she could eat for another day.

Just as the woman stood up to put the bowl on the table, a dizziness came over her head.

She had hardly eaten for the past three days. If she was not afraid that she would starve to death and no one would take care of her son, she would only feed her son what was left in the house.

The woman realized that her eyes were dark and her hands were weak, so she put the bowl firmly on the bed with her last strength, and then she fell to the ground, and the wind she brought up when she fell blew out the table next to it. oil lamp on.

Next door to their house, women and children have been crying since sunset.

The middle-aged porter who carried the young man back sat down beside the bed with his head down and looked at the kitchen knife beside the stove from time to time.

The situation at his house is also very difficult. If he hadn't caught a mouse and boiled it, he would have nothing to eat at home tonight.

The moonlight shone outside the door, and you could see two or three shadows dangling on the road. Those were the people that Flying Fish would send to watch their house.

Neighbors around the neighborhood have already closed their doors and windows, for fear of disaster entering the door.

The footsteps of the city guards who were patrolling the night came from far away, and they left far away. They seemed to have forgotten this place.

The city defense army passed through the residential area by the moonlight and came to the brightly lit central square.

Tonight there are luxurious carriages parked on the street in front of the theater, and there is a sea of ​​joy in the theater.

The Silver Narcissus Chamber of Commerce has collapsed, and the property they mortgaged will be auctioned tonight.

Merchants big and small in Andorra la Vella are waiting for this day, and they can find suitable buyers for their mortgages, from slaves and carriages to real estate.

It's just a pity that Miss Jenny, who was also used as a collateral, was secretly manipulated early in the morning and did not appear in the auction catalog.

The head of the Silver Narcissus Chamber of Commerce has a lot of slaves, many of whom are craftsmen who can only sell as slaves after they owe usury loans in the city and cannot repay the money. Many workshop owners are here for them.

It's just that a dark horse appeared at the auction tonight, throwing a lot of money to wrap up all the slaves, even the cooks in their 40s and 50s.

During the auction, several paintings of the Grand Duke of Andorra were interspersed. At this time, the auctioneer on the stage smashed it with a hammer and shouted: "Congratulations to Earl McGarden, who took the "Girl Bathing Under the Waterfall" with two hundred and fifty gold coins. "!"

Courteous and warm applause suddenly erupted in the auction hall.

In the most luxurious box in the theater, a middle-aged man in a silk robe smiled and said to Charles, who was sitting on another sofa next to him, "I really appreciate Charles' love."

His happy look made it seem to others that he painted the painting, not the painter he hired. He signed it after painting it.

Charles smiled and said: "The main reason is that this painting is very good. I didn't expect that there is a painting that can perfectly combine realistic beauty with hazy beauty."

At this time, someone brought up a one-person oil painting. In the painting, a young girl stood under a waterfall and let the water flow through her body. The girl's head and face, where no water flowed, was painted in a realistic way. It's very real, but the location where the water flows is hazy underwater, making people want to reach out and cut off the stream that gets in the way.

Charles put his arms around Diana's waist and explained to her the technique of painting with a smile, just like those playboys who show off their knowledge.

The painting does have merit in this era, and can be sold for fifty Andorran gold coins at a normal price.

Andorra's gold coins are very small. One Ole gold coin in the North can be exchanged for about two thousand elves, while Andorra gold coins can only be exchanged for two hundred elves.

As for the painter, it would be good for him to have ten to fifteen Andorran gold coins.

Since Charles bought the painting of the Archduke of Andorra at a high price, then it is time to get to the point.

The Archduke of Andorra was also waiting for Charles to make a move.

He had a headache that day when he found out that Charles had cut down the members of the Flying Fish Club, but he soon had a choice. After the Flying Fish Club was over, there would still be a Salted Fish Club, so it would be better to sell it to Charles.

So the Flying Fish Club was abandoned by the Grand Duke of Andorra from the very beginning.

Charles came to visit this morning. He didn't tell the Archduke of Andorra anything about the Flying Fish Club. He just recalled every bit of his father's passing through Andorra during his lifetime.

And Charles put a sum of money for himself through the auction tonight, and the Archduke of Andorra praised Charles for his ability to do things and understand the rules.

At this time, Charles asked someone to take the oil painting down and pack it. After drinking a sip of tea, he said casually, "Grand Duke, there are a lot of mice in this city. My restaurant has been eaten by these mice."

The Archduke of Andorra leaned on the back of the sofa and said nonchalantly, "That mouse with some kind of fish can be killed with one foot."

Charles picked up a small silver flower with a gemstone core on the tray on the coffee table. It was inserted in Jenny's braid that day. He bought it at the auction just now.

While looking at the little flower carefully, he said, "But there are four mice like that, how about 20%?"

The Archduke of Andorra frowned, and his eyes suddenly turned bad when he looked at Charles.

It's one thing for him to throw a dog out to give Charles a dog meat pot, but it's another thing for Charles to reach in after killing all his dogs.

Charles continued casually: "Money is not important to me, the important thing is that I am not comfortable. If I am not comfortable, I can't make those mice comfortable."

"I won't stay here too long, I'll be leaving in two days."

"I think Big Brother Brando is a nice guy, quite honest."

The Grand Duke of Andorra burst out laughing, what kind of thing is this? You kidnapped all those gangs for peace of mind, and finally let the director of an orphanage come to form a gang. Help him pay filial piety, which is 20% more than the filial piety of the previous gang.

The Grand Duke smiled and shook his head, he doesn't understand the world of local tyrants~lightnovelpub.net~ But this is not a problem for him, Brando is a native, he knows it. This person is honest and honest, has no scheming, and does not like fighting. It is estimated that he will run back to the orphanage within a few days.

As long as the money is in place, he doesn't care who sits in that position at all. The big deal is to support others to drive Brando away. This is not a seat in the city hall.

So the Archduke of Andorra said, "Five percent."

Charles shook his head and said, "At most 20%."

After he finished speaking, he ignored the Grand Duke of Andorra, stood up, and pulled Artoria, who was standing behind the sofa as a guard, onto the sofa and sat down, and then put those gem-core small silver flowers one by one. It was inserted into the bun that was coiled at the back of Arturia's head.

The Archduke of Andorra thought for a while, then made the decision he regretted the most in his life and said, "Deal."

Charles smiled, walked over and stretched out his right hand towards the Grand Duke of Andorra, and said, "Thank you."

The Archduke of Andorra also smiled and held out his hand to shake his hand.