Black Iron’s Glory

Chapter 12 Old Mock's Goods

The old street is said to be the oldest street in Whitestag town. The people who lived here because of Whitestag opened a road to the Beringa Lake and built the Hukou Wharf. Later, people built houses on both sides of the road and opened shops, so this road became the first street in the town.

The time has passed, and now the Whitestag town is no longer the small village before the millennium. The expansion of the town has caused the town center to continue to migrate eastward, and the area where the old street is located has now become a mixed quayside with a mixed environment.

This place transmigrator has never been here. In the memory, the former owner of the body, Claude, seems to have been there twice. Once, he went to the lake to fish and walked along the lakeshore to the public dock in the slum. Another time was to sneak a black horse called Bocker from the postal station Old Benz. The dark horse was a little scared to run on the old street and ran to the front of the pier without a road to live, and the Eriksson on the horse was scared to death. And the Claude trio who chased later was running exhausted…

However, these two times were rushed through, and nothing happened. I didn't have any impression of this area. Just parents have told the children not to go here because it is a dangerous area of Whitestag.

It seems that there is no danger here? Looking at the dilapidated houses and shacks on both sides of the street, as well as the occasional pedestrians on the road, Claude thought.

"It looks calm…"Eriksson around seems to know what Claude is thinking.

Claude nodded. "My father said that the law and order here is not very good. Let us have nothing to do here, but I don't think there is any difference between it and other cities…"

Eriksson said very seriously: "Your father is right, this is indeed the worst area of Whitestag town's most chaotic security. Don't look at the peace now, it's because it is noon, it's a big day. If you come at night, you know why. ”

“Hehhuh”Borkal laughed: "Eyke, you forgot to say that this is the most lively place in Whitestag town at night. In the evening, the streets are full of people, mostly women, and this is where the sailors like to come at night…"

Claude understands that he doesn't want to continue this topic: "Where is Old Mock's Goods?"

"No, still in front, this street is coming to the end, next to the pier, saw it, the two floors of the gray stone is Old Mock's Goods."Eriksson replied with his finger in front.

The two floors of Greystone are actually five townhouses connected together, but the first floor is a storefront.

Claude didn't see the signboard of Old Mock's Goods, only to see a brand new wooden sign that read the old Munch fishing gear and the shipping supplies franchise.

The three leftmost rooms of the five stores have been opened for sale. There is a roll of hemp rope, a bundle of wind canvas and a round barrel of different sizes. The two storefronts on the far right are obviously worn out, and there are scaffolding on the outside. This is a decoration, which seems to be the same style as the three storefronts.

“The two old stores are Old Mock's Goods.”Eriksson said to Claude: "The three next to them are also theirs, but they rented a small restaurant, water supply, fisherman and docker. After the death of the old Pichak at the end of last year, his son did not want to open the grocery store, he also took back the small restaurant, ready to open the fishing gear and ship supplies business. ”

Eriksson pointed to the brand new wooden signboard.

"Are you sure you will buy the two skins here?"Claude has some doubts.

"Of course, I am Eriksson, the lesser owner of the Shark of Red Sea. My father is the famous Captain Altroni. Most of the sailors here know me. I don't need any three days in the dock area to know…"

Eriksson said proudly, looking proud: "Wakri has long known about the news of the fishing gear and the ship's shop. I know what he sells and what he buys…"

"Well, as long as the eyes are clear, everyone knows."Borkal said that he used his fingers to point to the two large planks hanging beside the store.

The large wooden board reads the various items and prices that are sold in the store. The small wooden board reads the information on the shopping items, but there is no price at the back.

"Wakri recently went to the Gilpo store, hoping to buy a batch of fur from there, and reached a long-term cooperation agreement, but was rejected by the Gilpo store. So now he is competing with the Gilpo store, and the purchase price of Welikro's two skins is definitely higher than the Gilp store. ”Borkal said with confidence.

"Uncle Wakri, Uncle Wakri, isn't there?"Eriksson has screamed into the empty shop.

WhoSomeone answered behind the store, a 40-year-old thin middle-aged man appeared in front of everyone, and his mouth was still chewing.

Well, I almost forgot that it was noon now, and Wakri had to have lunch.

"Oh, it’s a small Eyke, what do you have?"The middle-aged man said vaguely.

But Eriksson didn't care if he was upset for Wakri's lunch time.

"This is the case, Uncle Wakri, my classmates brought two pieces of leather to go to the Gilpo store for sale today. I think that you are also buying fur, and I will pull him here. I told him that your purchase price here must be higher than the Gilpo store. You have to make a good price and don't let me lose face in front of my classmates. ”

"Oh, what is the skin?"Wakri quickly tried to swallow the contents of his mouth: "I will first look at it. If the skin is good, I will definitely pay a good price."

"Mountain antelope."Eriksson signals Welikro to open the package.

Wakri looked at the skin very carefully, and he was not a layman from the way he checked his fur.

"If you want to take these two skins to the Gilpo store, they will have a maximum of six riya. Since the little Eyke brought you to me, I will not let him down. So, seven riya, do you see it?" ”Wakri finally stopped looking at the price.

"Nine riya, these two skins will be yours."Barkal needs to be bargained.

"No, no, the price of the nine riya is too high, no one will buy such two high prices at such a high price. You see, the edge of the leather is broken, and this leather has a big hole in the head. If it's two new skins, maybe it's worth nine riya, but the two pieces of leather have been put a little longer, and they haven't been saved yet…"

Wakri shook his head and put down the leather in his hand: "If you stick to this price, then you can only go to the Gilp store to try your luck, maybe they will be willing to buy it with nine riya."

"Don't, Uncle Wakri, you add up, I let the students drop a little, it's not easy for us to run around at noon."Eriksson hurried to the round.

Wakri sighed: "Well, then I will add four sunars, which is still in the face of your little Eyke."

"Eight riya, a price."Borkal said: "Uncle Wakri, you are different from the Gilpo store. They buy fur mainly for leather goods. And you are dealing with fishing gear and boat supplies. The fur you need is better for wild animals, mainly for warmth and waterproof. The size of the fur you buy does not matter.

Because the fur you need to make the biggest is just the sailor's leather vest, or the leather belt of the glove. The remaining leather can also be cut into strands and tied to the fishing line, so the fur you buy here is nothing to waste.

The father of my classmate is Kubrick Fezka, you should have heard of his name, the best hunter in our Whitestag town. If you buy these two skins with eight riya, then I believe that his father will not sell the leather goods to the Gilpo store. As soon as the news spread, all the hunters in the town knew where to sell the fur they had captured…"

Wakri pondered for a while and finally nodded. "Well, if you convince me, just ask for it, but you need to make sure that you have to come to me after you have a fur sale in the future…"

No one can guarantee this, but everyone knows that if Welikro's savvy sister knows that the two old antelope skins can sell the high price of eight riya, then the fur they have won will definitely not get the Gilpe goods. The store was sold, so everyone nodded.

"Right, Uncle Wakri, we are here today to buy something else besides selling these two skins. Did your previous groceries not be sold now?"

Eriksson was a bit dumbfounded. He just read the board that sold the items and found that there wasn't a lot of things to buy.

What are you buying?Wakri handed eight riya to Welikro and Welikro turned and handed it to Borkal.

"Gun, gunpowder, sulphur powder and lime powder, as well as insect repellent water…"

"Oh, these are in the middle, you come in and see, the outside is written in large pieces."

The inside and the outside of the shop are almost the same size, but the windows on the back wall are not big, and the wooden railings are inserted, the light is not good. However, because it is noon, today is a sunny day, so the things on the rows of wooden lattice racks placed in the wall can still be seen clearly.

"Wow, Uncle Wakri, you put the treasure of this town shop in the grocery store!"Eriksson's gaze was drawn by a silvery short knife on the wall.

"Claude, Welikro, come see, this is the ivory knife."

On the wall was a wooden box one meter long and half a meter wide. The box was covered with dark blue velvet, and a silver-yellow knife with a length of seventy centimeters was hanging in the middle.

In the memory, Claude listened to Eriksson talking about this ivory knife. It seems that the scabbard knife is made of an ivory. The whole body is silvery yellow. The blade is said to be the famous Holima steel and ochre. Iron is effortless and is a veritable treasure knife.

The origin of this ivory knife is very clear. The owner of the first-generation grocery store, Meng Ke, saved a difficult captain at the seaside. The captain seems to be a nobility of a Kingdom in the northern part of the mainland. He is ready to return home and take care of him. This ivory knife gave Old Munch a souvenir.

When someone had ten gold coins to buy this ivory knife, he was rejected by the old Munch. He passed the ivory knife as a treasure of the town shop to his son, Pachak, and now it is Wakri.

"How much is this ivory knife worth now?"Asked Borkal.

“Can it really cut the gold?”Welikro is concerned about the sharpness of the blade.

Claude shrugged. In fact, in his opinion, this ivory knife is the kind of nobility used to hold a smack of goods. The shank with ivory is absolutely not practical with those tangled with a hemp rope, not to mention the problem of smoking. In the real life and death fighting, the two-knife strike light shock can crack the ivory handle. Of course, if this blade can really cut iron and mud, then it is another matter.

"What number of guns and gunpowder do you want?"Wakri didn't answer Borkal and Welikro's questions. I don't know why I didn't bother to answer or didn't hear.