Snowfall and Fran, who were wearing cloaks, walked towards the market with wine in their hands.
A group of homeless people could be seen sleeping on the ground in the corners of the streets and alleys.
There wasn't even a place to stay. It was dark and damp!
Fran was used to it and didn't care much.
However, it was rare to see someone coming out for the first time under the snow.
He, who lived in a peaceful era, felt a little heavy in his heart.
According to his memories, if he hadn't been saved by Liweir and Fran, he would have died.
He was afraid that he would be the same as them.
He had long starved to death in some unknown corner.
He sighed slightly, but he was alone and could not save these people.
Fran looked ahead and heard the sigh under the snow.
He smiled slightly.
"It's good that you're used to it. This is how the underground street is.”
"It's already very good that we can survive. We're not kings, so we can't help anyone!”
"This country, from the marquis to the merchants, is rotten to the core.”
"As long as there's profit to be made, there's nothing they can't do.”
Fran's face darkened.
" The king?!" Under the Snow said softly.
"Indeed, if we want to change the phenomenon in this country, we have to start with the higher-ups.”
"If this group of people were all dead, wouldn't we be able to change the current situation if we find the true heir of the kingdom?”
Under the Snow's lips curled up a little.
The few rulers of the kingdom, just you wait!
....
Looking at the relatively lively market, Underneath the Snow's mood improved a lot.
Although it could not be described as a bustling street, it was still much better than a street with few people.
There were also some stalls for merchants to use.
Fran pointed at the market in front and said,"
"Little brat, do you see the flow of people over there? That's the underground market!"
"Although the stalls are not very dense, there are still quite a few of them.”
"But most of them are merchants who came down from the ground.”
"Moreover, the rules of this market seem to require you to pay a booth fee. For the people of the underground street, it's not low.”
Fran sighed helplessly.
"By the way, can you really sell this wine for money? If he didn't sell a single bottle, he would have paid the stall fee for nothing!”
Fran didn't have much confidence when it came to this 'awful' wine.
It was hard to say if he could sell it for money!
Under the Snow looked at Fran with dissatisfaction.
"Damn it, don't question my business sense. Be careful or I'll beat you up!”
"If I can't sell this wine today, I'll stand upside down and wash my hair.”
Fran looked at him with disdain when he mentioned washing his hair upside down.
"You're right. The money has been spent. What's the use of standing upside down and washing your hair?"
"Forget it, forget it. I'll go pay the booth fee. You wait here. Don't go far.”
"I don't care if you get lost!"
Fran walked listlessly towards a few muscular men.
This group of people was obviously muscular and brainless.
Fran's expression instantly changed when he arrived in front of the burly men.
He smiled mischievously.
The speed at which he changed his expression was much faster than flipping a book.
"Oh, hello, big brothers. I want to rent a stall. How much does it cost?”
A few bald men looked at Fran.
His face was fierce and fierce, but he looked like a servant.
Looking at Fran's current state, Under the Snow couldn't help but feel embarrassed for him.
Was there a need for that? He greeted the few burly men with a cheeky smile.
The bald men stared at Fran for a while.
Seeing how weak he looked, she lost interest.
A bald man with his arms crossed said with a cigarette in his mouth,
"It depends on where you rent the stall and how you rent it.”
Fran was dumbfounded, although he more or less knew something about the underground street.
However, he was a little worried about the details.
Especially this kind of thing that had nothing to do with business.
"I don't know. Big brothers, can you tell me about the market?”
The bald man looked at him disdainfully.
"Tsk, another pheasant, thinking that some scrap metal can be sold for a good price.”
"Forget it. We're just collecting stall fees anyway. We can't control what you sell.”
"The stalls at the side of the market cost ten copper coins. You need twenty inside, and you need fifty in the middle!”
"There are one-day, one-week, and one-month rental rates. Let's see how you want to do it."
"We won't bargain for one day, five copper coins for a week, and thirty for a month.”
Fran listened carefully to the bald man.
He couldn't help but curse in his heart, What a bunch of vampires.'
Half of the money he earned had probably been spent!
Fran extended a finger.
"Then, big brothers, we'll only rent it for one day."
"I want the one in the middle!"
Before Fran could finish, Under the Snow stepped forward and spoke first.
Fran looked at him in surprise.
He pulled Snow to the side and whispered,"
"Are you crazy? Giving people money for nothing?"
Under the Snow looked at him in disdain.
"I don't want the ones on the side. I'm afraid no one will sell them even after waiting for a long time.”
"If we rent the one in the middle, it might be sold out in an instant.”
Fran looked at his confident face and glanced at him angrily.
"Ugh! Brothers, let's do as my companion says!”
The bald man curled his lips and thought to himself.
"These two guys are quite rich. Do you want to rob them after work?”
Fran threw him 50 copper coins.
The man brought them to the center of the market.
He pointed at a place that looked like a fruit stall.
"Here, that's your position. As long as you don't cause trouble, I won't care about you.”
"If they cause trouble!"
The bald man pressed his knuckles with both hands, making cracking sounds.
Then, he turned around and left, ignoring the two of them.
The owners of more than a dozen stalls could not help but be curious when they saw that there was a newcomer today.
"Oh! I thought it would still be us after a few days. I didn't expect a newcomer to come today.”
"How rare!"
"I wonder what they are selling!”
....
A few talkative middle-aged men spoke one after another.
Under the Snow frowned slightly.
"Tch, it's so noisy.”
Although their words were extremely firm, the disgust in their eyes could be clearly felt.
It was a form of disgust towards the people of the underground streets.
...
[Note: In terms of money, one gold coin = 100 silver coins = 1,000 copper coins.]
Regretless Choice saw that Fran was using paper money, followed by copper coins.
I'll use this unit.
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