In front of a two-story brick building, there was a messy courtyard without walls. In the middle of the courtyard, there was a black iron pot that could fit a cow. Seven or eight men and women in linen clothes were busy cooking there.
Someone was stuffing wood into a pot, a bloated woman with dull, coarse skin was washing turnips by a well, and a bearded man was skinning a dead dog with a sharp knife. Dany could smell the thick stench of decay from the blubbery carcass.
Another person was holding a large dustpan and pouring dark red meat with pale white bones into the pot. He was pouring while two people beside him were stirring the pot with spoons. It could be seen that barley, soybeans, onions, and bones of unknown animals were already in the pot.
A thick layer of oil floated on top of the thick brown soup. From time to time, bubbles the size of eyeballs would slowly pop up and burst. White steam brought with it a strange salty smell and spread in all directions.
"Gulp …"
"Gulp …"
Danny looked at the oily soup and felt a little nauseous. The "reeds and firewood sticks" next to her widened their eyes and swallowed their saliva with their fingers in their mouths.
"Sir, the brown soup is not ready yet …" The square-faced man who was pouring the meat into the pot looked at Danny and White Knight for a while in confusion. "My two knights, this place does not have good wine and meat to serve you."
"This group of children," White Knight pointed at the more than 20 beggar children around the tamed horses. "Give each of them a bowl of brown soup."
"Wait," Danny's pupils contracted. She pointed at the dustpan in the arms of the square-faced man in shock. "What is that? Damn it, you eat people! "
The dustpan was a little old. One of the bamboo strips jumped out and hooked the skin of a piece of red meat. It did not fall into the pot.
And that piece of red meat, complete with skin, was the "sausage" that all normal men had.
These guys really ate the "sausage" as if it was a sausage!!
"Oh, this …" The square-faced man pulled out the sausage and threw it into the pot as if nothing had happened. His voice was flat, but his tone seemed to be firm. "We don't eat people. This is duck neck!"
The other busy shop assistants glanced at Danny indifferently. Their hands didn't stop moving, and they were still doing their own things.
Danny still wanted to say something, and even wanted to draw her sword to cut them, but White Knight grabbed her elbow and shook her head with a serious expression. "My lord, that's a duck's neck! The Brown Soup Shop doesn't do any slaughtering business. They only buy meat and vegetables from the public. After cooking them into brown soup, they sell them to the nearby residents at almost cost price. Tens of thousands of flea nests, even hundreds of thousands of people, rely on them for a living. "
Dany put the sword back in its place in silence.
The old knight dismounted his horse and walked into the small courtyard. He asked the other man, "Stryker, how's business recently?"
"Sir Knight knows me?" The square-faced man was surprised.
"Haha, I've lived in King's Landing for forty years. I know exactly how many fleas there are in a flea nest." White Knight's tone was complicated.
Hearing this, the square-faced man and the other shop assistants looked at the knight in iron armor and helmet with a lot of affection.
"It's not good," Stryker shook his head and sighed. "There are 500,000 people in King's Landing. Most of the food, vegetables, and meat they need come from the king's territory. But the wolf cubs in the north didn't take down a big city, but they almost destroyed all the manors near Female Spring City.
The lions in the west are even worse. The Iron Throne has changed his surname to Lannister. When the army passes, they still send soldiers to the countryside to rob food, kill people, and rape … "
The pig-faced young man squatting on the ground to make a fire said with emotion, "Ah, I really miss the peaceful times when King Robert was alive!"
"Yes, yes." The teenager next to him nodded in agreement. "King Robert is great. Back then, you could buy a pork sausage with one copper coin. Now, even a pumpkin costs three copper coins. One gold royal can only buy a fan of beef."
"No, King Robert is nothing. King Aerys is the best!" The fat woman washing vegetables by the well shook her head and shouted, "Dick, you are young and have not experienced the 'Eris Age' of that year. The people lived and worked in peace and did not have to worry about food and drink. The people in King's Landing were so happy that the brown soup business almost couldn't continue."
The bearded butcher also had a nostalgic look on his face. He sighed and said, "Yes, I still remember the twelfth year of King Eris's reign over the Seven Kingdoms. One copper coin could buy ten big apples on the flour street. They were crisp and sweet. Ah, I haven't eaten a juicy red apple for half a year! "
Some of the shop assistants missed Robert, and some missed Eris. People who didn't know the situation would probably think that they were two peerless kings!
But Danny understood that they didn't miss the king, but the summer of peace!
Why was everyone looking forward to the coming of summer?
It was because summer was rich in produce. If there was no war, almost no one would starve to death.
Danny kicked the horse's belly and entered the small courtyard. She frowned and looked at the boiling soup pot. She asked the old knight, "Their brown soup shop really doesn't make money?"
Stryker pulled at his dirty linen shirt and said unhappily, "Look at us. Do we look like rich people?"
Danny nodded and pointed to the group of children behind her. She asked, "How much should I pay for providing brown soup for them for half a year?"
Stryker counted with his fingers. The more he counted, the more tangled and confused his face became. After a while, he waved his hand helplessly and said, "You can give me whatever you want. Ten silver deer, twenty silver deer, it's fine."
"Will you be greedy for my money but not give them food?" Danny asked again.
"How is that possible? I, Stryker, am also a famous person in the flea's nest, "Stryker blushed with anger and pointed to the white knight," Your companion knows me. Ask him. "
"Give him twenty gold royals, and Old Stryker won't be greedy." The old knight said affirmatively.
Stryker was so moved that his eyes turned red, "Old knight, open your mask and let me see. Someone who knows me so well must be my good friend!"
So, the white knight opened his mask, revealing a hairy beard.
"You are …" Stryker was shocked, "Columbus of Mud Street? Where have you been these years? You haven't come to drink with me for a long time! "
Danny …
"I'm not Columbus," the white knight pulled up his upper armor with some disappointment, "Forget it, I've seen you many times, but you don't know me."
"Oh, that's right," Stryker scratched the back of his head and smiled apologetically, "Brother, I'm sorry, just like I know Queen Mother Cersei, but she certainly doesn't know who I am."
This metaphor …
"Ahem, it's not twenty gold royals," Danny coughed a few times, interrupting the awkward conversation of the two old men, "I have a huge sum of money to donate to your shop. I just hope that there will be hungry children coming over in the future, and they can all have a full meal."
"Are you stupid?" Stryker looked at her blankly.
"How am I stupid?" Danny was puzzled.
"You're a noble lady from a rich family, why do you care about those little bastards who have no one to raise?" Stryker asked.
"I have money, and I'm happy."
Stryker's mouth twitched, he dropped the dustpan, wiped his greasy hands on his clothes, and reached out to Danny, "Don't worry, I won't be greedy for a copper coin."
Dani opened her backpack and tossed a leather bag over. The bag was about four to five pounds heavy.
Caught off guard, Stryker almost dropped it.
"This silver coin is enough for twenty gold royals? Bullshit, "He glanced at Danny and began to untie the leather bag while muttering … A bright golden light almost dazzled his eyes.
"This, this, this …" Stryker looked shocked and dazed, looking at Danny at a loss.
"It's just two or three hundred gold royals, don't be so ignorant." Danny waved her hand and said casually.
"What, it's all gold royals?" The other shop assistants didn't even do their work, and all ran over to watch.
When they saw the shiny and adorable little golden dragon, the way many people looked at Money Bag and Dani changed. Greed, hesitation, viciousness, and even eagerness to have a go at it …
Stryker woke up in an instant and shouted at his shop assistant, "What are you doing, what are you doing? Haven't you seen the world? It's just a few hundred gold royals, go back to work! "
His tone was harsh, and his voice was like thunder. The shop assistants lowered their eyes and retreated silently.
"My lord, you can …" At this time, Stryker shook his head with a wry smile and said to Danny, "You think too highly of me."
Danny raised her chin to the white knight and said with a smile, "His recognition is worth far more than this bag of gold royals, but I only have this much cash left, otherwise …"
Stryker was shocked, looked at the old knight again, and solemnly said, "Who are you?"
"Dornastan, worked in King's Landing for a few years."
Stryker thought hard, but he still couldn't remember such a "luxurious hero". He shook his head and solemnly said, "I can't accept this money, and I'm not qualified to accept it. But I can help you pass it to the big sparrow, only he can hold and use your donation. "
"You know the big sparrow? Did you join a poor person's party? "Danny frowned.
"No, I don't know the big sparrow, and I haven't joined any church armed organization, but the big sparrow has heard of my name." Stryker straightened his chest and said proudly.
"He often sends cultivators to send food to me, asking me to reduce the cost of brown soup and help more people."
"This," Danny was shocked, "Has the big sparrow been doing these things?"
"Well, he sold almost all the valuable things in the Holy Church – even the archbishop's crown was sold to buy food to relieve the poor of King's Landing. Therefore, recently, the unemployed people in the King's Territory and Hejian County have been gathering in King's Landing. "
Danny's face changed a few times, and she asked, "Are you going to see the archbishop now?"
"Of course," Stryker raised his money bag and smiled bitterly, "If I don't go now, I'm afraid I won't live past tonight when the news spreads."
"Is King's Landing so chaotic?" The white knight frowned.
"I'm so hungry."
Leaving the group of little beggars in the brown soup shop to wait for the soup to be cooked, Stryker stuffed the money bag into his pocket and left with Danny.
The three of them passed through the narrow alley in silence. When they came to the main road, the dignified look on Stryker's face dissipated a little.
He took a deep breath and said slowly, "The weather is getting cold. I heard that there was a light snow in Hejian County two months ago. Everyone knows that winter is coming, but the kingdom is now … Miss, you have shown your wealth. Don't go to the flea nest again in the future. A year ago, the famine in King's Landing rioted, even several Kingsguard died, and even the archbishop … "
Although Stryker didn't say anything more, Danny still guessed that the archbishop was probably made into brown soup!
After thinking about it, Danny pulled out a piece of parchment with complicated patterns and exquisite manufacture from her backpack, "This is also for you."
"What is it?" Stryker took it and looked at it, "I can't read, but the mark of the seven gods and several strings of numbers on it looks a bit like the deposit certificate of the church bank?"
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