Lucien recalled all the ways to make a fortune from the time travel novels he read. Sadly, he realized that he knew too little about this world. He had no idea whether these methods would work or not. No matter what he did, the first bucket of gold was always the most important, and he only had seven copper Fells.
When the sun shone on the market at nine o 'clock, Lucien was already walking towards the city gate with a heavy bag of goods on his back. After all, survival was always the most important thing.
Sweat dripped down from his face to his neck and soaked his linen clothes. Lucien's heavy footsteps were even more painful when the sun was not too strong. At the same time, Lucien had to endure Gucci's nagging.
"Damn it, who brought this kid here? Walk steadily, don't break my goods!"
Lucien looked at Gucci who was wiping his sweat with a handkerchief. "It's all because you're stingy. You only invited one person."
Of course, Lucien's payment was increased from three to four copper Fells.
Lucien finally arrived at the city gate. He put the goods on the carriage that was waiting for him.
Gucci reluctantly took out his money bag and took out four copper Fells. He handed it to Lucien and said, "Here's your payment, young man. I didn't expect you to be so strong. I'll come to you directly if I need to move goods in the future."
In fact, Lucien's strength was not as good as other young men of the same age, but he was cheap. One of them could be used as two. The stingy Gucci naturally had to praise Lucien. He completely forgot how he had cursed Lucien before.
As soon as Lucien took the copper Fells, he saw two fierce-looking men in linen jackets walking towards him.
"We're Aaron's subordinates. You can call me André." The brown-haired man with a shallow scar on his face revealed his identity.
Lucien knew what they were here for. He was prepared and did not want to act alone. He took out a copper Fell and gave it to the man called André.
"Two Fells!" The other man glared at Lucien and said, "Two Fells!"
"Didn't you say you'll only give me one?" Lucien was poor. Even though he knew he could not fight against a gang member, he could not help but argue.
"If it weren't for you, Gucci would've had to hire two people, and each of them would've paid us a copper Fell. Of course, we can't bear this loss." Andre smiled like a proper businessman.
One copper Fell did not affect Lucien's survival and bottom line. Therefore, Lucien only hesitated for a second before he took out another copper Fell and gave it to the man who was walking around André as if he was showing off his strong body.
"Good job, kid. You know the rules. There were always some young guys who liked to challenge us. But as you can see, we're still here, and some of them have already sunk to the bottom of the Belem River. Alright, Mago, someone is coming from that side. "Andre threatened him as usual before turning around and walking towards the other side with Mago.
Lucien looked at the two men's backs and felt a little frustrated. Even though he knew he would be exploited by the gang, he still could not help but feel emotional when he actually encountered it.
After scolding himself for not being hot-blooded enough, Lucien knew that if he wanted to get out of this situation, he would either need to be powerful or have a certain social status.
Of course, in this world, a powerful individual usually meant a high social status.
"I wonder if there are any potions in the magic notes that can increase my strength and constitution?" Lucien could not help but think about it, even though he knew it was a dangerous sign, a sign that he could not resist the temptation.
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The Musicians' association near the Psalm Hall in the administrative district was famous for its unique architectural style in Aalto. Therefore, Lucien only needed to ask for directions once to find the building named "Dancing Flame".
A lot of vertical lines, small minarets, flying buttresses, stained glass, and flame-shaped window frames made the whole five-story light-colored building look asymmetrical and exaggerated. It looked light and complicated.
Seeing Lucien coming, a wretched-looking middle-aged man with a goatee quickly walked down the stairs. "Why are you so late? Look at the clock in the Golden Cathedral. It's almost one o 'clock! "
After Lucien accepted the mission, under the dwarf Cohen's arrangement, he met this middle-aged man once. Lucien knew that his name was George, and that he had some connections in the Musicians' association.
"George, there's still ten minutes left." Lucien pointed at the magnificent Golden Cathedral in the noble district far away, which seemed to be able to control the whole city. There was still a long way to go before the hour hand on it pointed to the top.
George grumbled, "The servants hired by the association have already finished cleaning up. Come with me quickly. Otherwise, it will be troublesome if the mountainous pile of trash behind the association affects the mood of the musicians who came to work."
Lucien was very curious about Uncle Chorre's dream of becoming a musician, so he did not argue with George. He put the cart aside and asked the guards to keep an eye on it. Then he climbed up the stairs and walked towards the gate.
As soon as he pushed open the gate, Lucien saw a bright, majestic, and spacious hall.
The floor was covered with a soft, thick carpet. There was not the slightest sound of footsteps when walking on it. Coupled with the fact that there were very few people coming and going, the entire hall seemed quiet and cold.
Following George's lead, Lucien walked to a wooden platform in the middle of the hall that was half a man's height.
Behind the wooden platform sat a beautiful girl with brown hair and blue eyes. She smiled sweetly and said in a clear voice, "Uncle George, is the person you're looking for here?"
She took out a bag of coins and handed it to George. According to Lucien's estimation, there were at least forty copper coins. He could not help but curse in his mind. After deducting the cost of renting the cart, he could only earn eight copper coins.
George took the bag of coins and smiled, showing two rows of yellow teeth. His eyes narrowed into a line, "Elena, find someone to take Lucien to the back garden. Although he's young and not very strong, he's very strong."
Then he said to Lucien, "I'll leave your money with André at the city gate. You can get it when you come back."
Lucien nodded. He was not worried that George would not pay him. Although the Aaron Gang was ruthless in collecting money, they were very reputable in this aspect. According to Cohen, there were people who tried to pay him twice, but in the end, they still obediently paid him double.
When Elena was about to ask the servants in the hall to take Lucien to the back garden to move the garbage, she suddenly saw a middle-aged man wearing a large red coat come in. She quickly stood up and bowed slightly, "Good afternoon, Mr. Victor."
The middle-aged man was dressed simply and elegantly. He had a light mustache and black curly hair. His blue eyes were like the sea, showing a melancholy color, "Good afternoon, Elena. Give me a copy of 'Music Criticism'." His voice was mellow and deep.
Seeing Elena take out a brand new newspaper from the cabinet under the wooden platform, Lucien could not help but be surprised, "Aalto has developed a newspaper? And it's a specialized type. "
Thinking about the situation in the slums, Lucien sighed in his heart, "This world seems to be very polarized. But there shouldn't be many people who can read. How much should we sell the newspaper to cover the cost? "
Victor first took the Music Criticism in his hand and casually flipped through it. He then gave Elena ten copper coins and nodded politely to Lucien and George. He then turned around and walked to the stairs on the side of the hall with the newspaper under his arm.
"This Mr. Victor is very gentlemanly," Lucien secretly commented in his heart.
When Victor went upstairs, Lucien asked Elena out of curiosity, "Music Criticism only costs ten copper coins?"
Knowing that Lucien, like herself, had no chance to meet the upper class, Elena could not help showing off her knowledge in the past year when she worked in the Musicians' Associations, "In 426 of the Saint Calendar, Cardinal Adelaide invented a simpler and more universal method of making paper, and the price of paper has been getting cheaper and cheaper. Now you can buy a stack of paper with only a few copper coins. However, only the members of the Musicians' Associations can buy 'Music Criticism' for ten copper coins. Others, even the nobles, have to pay one silver coin."
"Because 'Music Criticism' and 'Symphony Herald' are the two most authoritative newspapers in the field of music on the continent. They represent the direction of music development. Every music score and review article in them is the crystallization of wisdom. This month's' Music Criticism 'even has the Grand Duke and Princess Natasha's comments on last week's performance in the Psalm Hall. "
He had to admit that other than showing off, Lucien's black hair, black eyes, and handsome face also played a big role in Elena's speech.
"One silver coin?" Lucien suddenly wanted to rob these newspapers. With just five copies, his problem could be solved easily. However, considering that he could not find a buyer even if he succeeded, Lucien gave up the idea.
In Tria, Antiffler, Ifeh, Tilis, and Anhadur, these two newspapers are very popular. The most expensive one can be sold for one Thale. You know what? "Elena was even happier now," Don't complain that it's too expensive. In Tria, Antiffler, Ifeh, Tilis, and Anhadur, these two newspapers are very popular. The nobles in these countries all take pride in following the trend of music in Aalto, even if they only read the newspapers that are outdated. "
Lucien took another look at the remaining newspapers in Elena's cabinet and resisted the urge to rob them. At the same time, he deduced some information, "The currency on the continent should be the same. Well, the churches with divine spells must be very powerful. Teleportation circles probably do not exist, and even if they do, the conditions for using them must be very strict. Otherwise, with so many nobles in need of them, how could they only read the outdated newspapers? "
Lucien absorbed the knowledge that he lacked the most from Elena's words. It was not until ten minutes later that Elena came back to herself and asked the servants in the hall to take Lucien to the back garden.
"Lucien, be quiet. Don't talk too loudly. Don't make too much noise when you move the garbage. Mr. Victor will hold his first symphony concert in the Psalm Hall in three months. He's under a lot of pressure during this period. His spirit, well, his spirit is more sensitive." Elena kindly reminded Lucien.
Lucien nodded to her gratefully, and then carefully followed the servants to the back garden.
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