Give Me the Name of God

Niujiao Town, the name of the earthy slag, sounds even more earthy than Tieshan Town, but it is a town in the true sense, much larger than Tieshan Town, and slightly larger than the wealthy Yanshi Town .

Niujiao Town is located in an important traffic road, and the lord is Viscount Gaisak. The Gaisak family has run here for the fifth generation. Outside the town, there are city walls and patrolling soldiers. There are more than 4,000 people living in the town, just like a small city. .

After paying the poll tax, he entered the town, and it was already afternoon when he found Dunison's residence. He is the president of the wine merchants' guild in Niujiao Town, as long as he is found, it is equivalent to finding a business license.

Dunison is a small man in his forties, with a visual height of no more than 1.5 meters. He has dark red curly hair, a full beard, and a pair of light brown eyes revealing the sophistication and cunning unique to a businessman.

After reading the earl's letter, Dunison had an indescribable smile on his face. He looked at Worm first, and asked, "Are you Remus?"

Worm didn't respond, his eyes were looking away, and Worm became gloomy and irritable whenever he got to a crowded place.

Dunison didn't care about Worm's attitude, and asked Manda, "Your name is Nidali?"

Manda nodded, pointed at Worm and said, "He is my father."

Remus and Nidali are the pseudonyms given to them by the earl, and their nominal relationship is that of father and son.

Dunison read the letter again, shook his head and said, "You want to run a tavern? This is not a good idea. Look at your father's face, no guests will come to the door. Why don't you sell animals."

This can be regarded as a pertinent suggestion. The livestock market in Niujiao Town is very famous. Farmers from surrounding villages and towns come here to buy and sell livestock. Many nobles also come here to do livestock business. The mainstream business market is clear, and Manda really has a career change. Intend.

But Worm suddenly said, "We're going to open a tavern."

The gloomy tone seemed undeniable, Dunison shrugged and took out a deed.

"There is an old shop in the west of the town. It has been in the tavern business for decades. The owner moved to Jinguang City last year. Because he left in a hurry, he handed over the tavern to me. The price is negotiable, only twenty-five gold coins. If you are willing, I will take you to the tavern now."

Twenty-five gold coins? What are you kidding? In Iron Mountain Town, twenty gold coins are enough to buy a manor.

Manda was about to bargain, but Worm took out his wallet, counted out twenty-five gold coins and handed them to Dunison.

This scared Dunison into a fool: "You haven't seen the tavern..."

"That's right," Manda shouted from the side, "at least pay after you see it!"

Worm touched Manda's head, and said with a blank expression, "Listen to Dad."

...

The tavern was far away from Dunison's residence, and it was dusk when he reached the place. From the perspective of the scale of the building alone, the twenty-five gold coins are worth it. The four buildings form a spacious courtyard. The front is a three-story building, the first floor is the hall, the second floor is the single room, and the third floor is the guest room. , obviously, this is the main part of the tavern.

On the left side of the yard is the barn and hay room, on the right side is the warehouse, and behind it is a two-story building where the shopkeeper lives.

The area of ​​the entire tavern is almost the same as that of Viscount Cloud Desai's castle. Of course, the construction quality cannot be compared. The castle is made of large flat stones, and these buildings are similar to the farmer's longhouse. The frame is made of wood, clay and Stones were built into the wall, and a few small holes were cut in the wall, barely counting as windows.

The place is quite big, but it's too remote. Standing on the third floor and looking out, you can't see ten houses as far as you can see. There are broken bricks and rocks everywhere, like the wreckage of a large building.

Manda squinted at Dunison: "Can this kind of place also do business?"

Dunison sighed and said, "This used to be a good place. If it was five years ago, you might not be able to buy this tavern with seventy gold coins.

See that pile of rocks? It was originally the temple of Ares, and the soldiers who came here every year to worship were enough to make the tavern full every day, and the wine in the tavern was not even enough for them to sacrifice.

Until the temple was demolished, many soldiers secretly came to offer sacrifices. Soldiers are always a little stubborn,

Later they were discovered by God's Punisher. You should know what the consequences were. After a lot of bloodbath, gradually no one would dare to live here. "

Looking at the afterglow of the setting sun, Manda nodded solemnly: "What a sad memory, but what does it have to do with me? There is no business here!"

Dunison spread his hands: "I can change places for you, but think clearly, even fifty gold coins may not be able to buy a tavern in the busiest street in the town, and it's not half as big as this one."

"It doesn't matter if it's small, this place is only suitable for a cemetery!"

Manda turned to go downstairs, but Worm accepted Dunison's deed.

"We will choose here."

"What are you doing here..."

"Listen to Dad." Worm patted Manda's head again.

...

Dunison left, and before leaving, he deliberately inserted a wooden pole with leaves on the door of the tavern, which was regarded as a signboard for the tavern.

"Remember, you have to pay thirty silver coins as a bank fee every year!"

Thirty silver coins? This shitty place doesn't earn ten silver coins a year.

Manda came to the hall with a candle, endured the pungent dust, and took stock of the remaining belongings in the tavern.

From dusk to dark, he searched for almost an hour, but he found nothing except thatch and a nest of mice.

Not even a single wine barrel was left behind. It seems that the former shopkeeper left quite embarrassingly.

Manda calculated the supplies of the tavern. She had to buy a wine cabinet, some wine barrels, and wine glasses. Even the cheapest wooden wine glasses cost two copper coins. She had to buy lamp stands, candles, and wine glasses. Curtains, I almost forgot, the upstairs is the guest room, where there are no beds or bedding...

They ate some bread with the well water, and the two of them slept in the lobby all night. At dawn the next day, Manda went to the town to buy expenses.

The count only gave them thirty gold coins as the principal, and twenty-five gold coins were spent on buying the tavern, and at least three gold coins had to be left for the valley to buy food for the next month.

You can only buy the cheapest things. Fortunately, Manda has a pair of good eyes. She spent 60 silver coins to buy a batch of furniture and drinking utensils. Cleaned up.

The wine cabinets and wine barrels stand by the wall, and there are large and small wine glasses on the counter. The tavern finally has some appearance. Manda added some firewood to the firepit, and was waiting for the guests to come to the door with great anticipation, but suddenly realized A serious problem, not a drop of alcohol here.

What tavern is there without wine? Manda was about to go to the town to buy some cheap ale, but saw a carriage parked at the door, and the driver was looking into the tavern.

Manda smiled awkwardly: "We haven't opened yet."

"I'm not here to drink," the coachman waved his hands repeatedly, "Dunison called me here, and he said that I can come here to sell grapes."

Grape? Ingredients for winemaking?

Manda lifted the curtain on the car, and the fragrance of grapes filled his nostrils.

"These are the best grapes, worth eight hundred pounds, and only five silver coins."

Manda crossed her eyes, stared at the grapes for a while, shook her head and said, "At most two silver coins, I won't give any more."

"Young master, take a closer look at the quality of this grape. If it wasn't for Dunison's sake, I wouldn't sell it for seven silver coins."

"If you don't sell it, you will be taken away. Please pass on Dunison. I appreciate his kindness."

The grapes are good grapes, and Manda would bear it if he offered three silver coins, but the other party had no intention of counter-offering at all, and insisted on relying on Dunison's relationship.

Isn't this a strong buy and sell? How could Manda suffer such a loss? He was about to teach the coachman a lesson, but saw Worm come out, counted out five silver coins and handed them to the coachman.

The coachman took the silver coins and happily unloaded the cart. Manda sighed and said, "You have to listen to your father, right?"

Worm nodded and said, "Dad is going to make wine, don't go near the warehouse, or I will mix your blood with the wine."

"What's so good about making wine?" Manda snorted, returned to the hall with a candle, and began to sort out the notes from the past two days.

Favorable factors:

After escaping from the earl's surveillance, you can find an opportunity to try the sacrifice method.

Disadvantages:

Still don't know how to arrange the altar of Hermes.

Not enough money to spend, not enough to make ends meet, life will be very difficult.

Short-term goals:

Attempt to buy a fetish by sacrificing.

Medium-term Goal:

Find a way to advance to the second order of disciples.

Before the room was tidied up, Manda slept in the hall for another night, and the next morning, he was woken up by a cattle dealer.

"Is there any wine?"

"No!" Manda wrapped the blanket angrily. In the severe winter, the remaining warmth in the blanket is extremely precious.

"I can smell it, don't you want to do business?"

smell? Manda sniffled, and the clear smell of wine made him tremble.

He trotted to the yard and saw two wine barrels in front of the warehouse door, exuding an irresistible mellow aroma.

"Take it and sell it!" Worm's voice came from the warehouse.

"This counts as opening?" Manda seemed to see a bright future.

Worm didn't speak, but laughter came from the warehouse, which was the first time Manda heard Worm's laughter.

Manda touched the wine barrel, rolled his eyes and said, "Don't be in a hurry to do business, the first glass of wine should be dedicated to the gods."

Worm came out of the warehouse and said in a low voice, "Do you want to worship Typhon here?"

"If you want to sacrifice Typhon, you have to go back to the valley first. Here we are merchants," Manda said with a smile. "Think about it, who is the patron of the merchant?"

Worm said: "Want to sacrifice to Hermes? But there is no statue of him here."

"Do you want to be burned to death by God's Punisher?" Manda lowered his voice to a minimum, "An altar is enough, the important thing is piety."