Chapter 351
"Auntie, how do you sell this cake!" Aunt Sophia's cake house in Kwame Commercial Street, Ruen North District, a woman in a gray trench coat with a very low top hat and two temples The pale middle-aged man pointed to the largest and most exquisite cake on the counter and asked:
The fat aunt Sophia in the cake house still had her signature amiable smile on her face, and said politely: " Sir, this cake only needs one shilling and fivepence!"
gray robe middle-aged man nodded, I didn’t talk to my aunt for a penny and twopence, wasting saliva and bargaining, and took it out directly from the wallet. I put two one penny bills on the counter, and said to my aunt, "Thank you, please wrap the cake for me!" '
"Guests, don't worry, I will wrap you with the best cake box!" Seeing this middle-aged man, he was very atmospheric and did not open bargaining, so he made another three pennies, Sophia The smile on my auntie's face became brighter, and she said with a smile again and again:
"Two shillings minus one penny and five shillings equals...sevenpence!" Remove the cake from the counter Take it out, put it in the cake box and give it to the gray robe middle-aged man. Aunt Sophia carefully touched the two one-shilling banknotes and confirmed that they were all genuine, then put them in the box, and said to herself, When my aunt had calculated the sevenpence and turned around to find money to hand it to the middle-aged gray robe man who looked a little gloomy, she found that the gray robed man and the cake he bought had already disappeared in his own cake shop. middle.
Walking on the wide street in the residential area, the gray robe man pays attention to the children on the street who are happily playing watching. The cake boxes in his hands are all stopped for fun. , Secretly staring at the beautifully packaged cake box exuding a rich creamy aroma in his hand with his eager little eyes!
Seeing more and more children peeking at the cake box in his hand on the street, the gray robe middle-aged man stopped. He knew that the street he was now on was in the North District of Ruen. An ordinary residential area, although it is not a complete slum like the Southern District, the people living here are basically all the workers in the Ruen factory or the sailors who eat by the sea, and the clothes in front of them are simple and common. Children with patches are undoubtedly the children of these people.
With the meager salary of three or four shillings a month for workers and sailors, there is no doubt that in Ruen, a city with extremely high prices, it is very luxurious to spend one shilling and five pence to buy a cake and eat it back. of.
"Want to eat the cake? Then take it!"
Talking to himself in a low voice, the man will run to take the cake out of the box, and then He shook his hand slightly, and the big cake covered with butter and dried fruits instantly divided more than ten pieces evenly, and flew out to the eager children.
Seeing the cake coming oncoming, green light appeared in the eyes of these little fellows. They immediately put down the toys in their hands, caught the cake, and began to gobble up chunks of it.
The little fellows who glanced over these delicious things and didn’t know how long they would be happy, the gray robe shook the head slightly, and continued on his journey. He bought this cake, but just wanted to If you want to buy cassines and return beads, you only need this cake box. As for what the cake is, it doesn't matter what you give out.
Walking into an unmanned alley, the gray robe man closed his eyes and scanned around. After confirming that there were no people around him, he gently stroked his fingers. Four black pills appeared in his hand, holding the four black pills. Gray Robe’s other hand touched each black pill with his other hand. , And with the actions of the gray robe people, a little blue light appeared on each black pill, and then the blue light disappeared again, returning to the original state.
Seeing these four black pills, they were all activated very smoothly by myself, the gray robe was nodded, put these four black pills into the cake box without cake very carefully, and finished it. All these gray robe people, sorted out the gray windbreaker on his body, and walked out of the alley to the Bruges tavern on the other side of the street.
"Hello this gentleman, are you alone?" As soon as I walked into the tavern, the tavern was full of enthusiasm, and the young and energetic waitress proactively greeted the gray robe:
Waved his hand and refused the waiter’s reception, the gray robe man walked straight to the private room area of the tavern, and when he stopped at the private room No. 17, he was about to walk in. I heard a gloomy voice in my ear;
"Private room No.17 has been rented for a long time, so please don't disturb!"
I heard this singing gray robe Ren, stopped the act of opening the door and looked towards the source of the sound. I don’t know when he was standing two meters away on his left. There was a tall, cold-looking person, and he was dressed in white. The woman in the palace dress, and at this time this woman is annotating herself coldly.
After looking at the cold woman for a few moments, the gray robe man shrugged, just extend the hand, put the cake box he was holding on the ground, and then pointed to the cake box on the ground and said, " This is what he wants. The time is a bit tight and therefore a bit unstable. If there is something with particularly strong energy in your ring, I suggest you not put this thing in the space ring, otherwise you will have to look at your luck!"
After talking about these gray robe men, without any hesitation, they turned around and left the tavern.
"Mister Connor, didn't expect you and me to meet in this situation, but to see you I also put on this damn dress!" The gray robe man, about to walk out At this tavern, he heard the voice of the cold woman again, but the voice at this time belongs to the sound transmission of the wizard.
Hearing this unknown woman, calling herself Mister Connor, the gray robe man immediately stopped and paused at the door, when his ears rang again. The sound transmission of this white clothed woman:
"It’s nice to meet you, my name is Martina · Conte, I didn’t expect you to study Appearance Changing Technique so much, I didn’t recognize you... ··"
Just as the woman who called herself Martina was about to say something more, the gray robe man started his own pace again, ignoring Martina and left the tavern without looking back.
Walking into the unmanned grove a few streets away, the gray robe's eyes swept around and after confirming that no one was paying attention to himself, he took off the as thin as cicada wing from his face. Mask, put away the gray robe worn on the body ······