Chapter 609: Preparation (2)

Medical resources are scarce everywhere. There are more than 200,000 people around Hanfeng City, and there are less than 100 people who can provide medical services, and they are still very unprofessional.
Ordinary people get sick, they can basically only read a prayer, and then rely on the body to carry it. If it can't be carried over, it will be finished. This is also an important reason for low life expectancy.
Johnson is an illusionist, and his public appearances pretend to be other professions. The herbal merchant is popular there, and it is not easy to doubt, it is his daily identity.
Zhou Qingfeng occupied the cold wind city, the dwarf witch doctor Lao Boge opened a medical hall in the city, and ‘epidemic believers’ from the whole north came in in succession. Because only here, they will not be discriminated against.
The magic arts available in the medical hall are also very limited, and the main treatment is herbal medicine.
Zhou Qingfeng promotes public services, and medical care is a priority. Old Borg felt that Johnson's herbal medicine was good, the price was 'moderate', and he had been purchasing a lot.
Johnson made a lot of money for this. Powell said that he would 'drain more and lose more', but he denied: "Relax, wait for me to earn a thousand coins."
"Forget it." Powell didn't believe it. "When you earn enough 1,000 coins, you will want to earn 10,000 coins. You won't leave at that time."
Johnson didn't listen, and Powell couldn't help it.
The situation in the city now seems calm, but the regulation is getting tighter. Mr. Secret Agent felt that it did n’t make sense to stay in the Cold Wind City. It ’s better to go to Banshee Castle and ask the Long-legged family for some activities.
It's just over a hundred kilometers between the two cities. It's too hard to rely on two legs alone. This kind of long-distance travel usually costs money to join a large caravan, and the caravan provides food, drink and safety.
But now Coldwind City is blocked and no large caravans travel.
Powell's idea was to go to the Green Valley Town to the west of Cold Wind City, and then there will be a Broken Bridge City to the west. He arrived at Broken Bridge and then detoured back to Banshee Castle.
This type of travel around the circle is very common. After all, there are frequent disturbances in different realms, and the commercial road is cut off from time to time. People have long been accustomed to this road and change it.
But when Powell went to the Harmony Chamber of Commerce to consult the carriage going to Green Valley Town, the Chamber ’s director sat lazily behind the counter and said, "There was no carriage going to Green Valley Town this week."
"Aren't you going to the convoy to Green Valley twice a week? I want to take a free ride." Powell felt strange.
The chamber of commerce is keeping accounts, playing with a calculation tool called abacus. He still shook his head and said: "Special period, the team stopped."
"When?"
"I don't know. You can ask again next week. If you have no money, I can introduce you a job."
Not to mention ‘ironing’, Powell hates the word. This reminds him of his experience of being an "iron machine" in Harmony Village.
It's really a job without emotions. It's a nightmare to work on time every day, pinch the table for meals, work without drinking, and complete quantitative performance to get money. Mobile terminal::
Every day Powell sees the so-called 'workers' who work in the uniform wearing uniforms, just like seeing a group of walking dead, shuddering.
"No, no, I won't strike iron." Powell escaped from the chamber of commerce and walked in the street to meditate.
Green Valley Town is only 20 kilometers away from Hanfeng City. Urban roads have been repaired in the last six months, and four-wheeled carriages can arrive in just two hours.
Green Valley Town is the main transportation route in the west of the city, and its wine is an important commodity in the north. But where did the convoy stop? This is unreasonable.
Thinking about it, Powell found another way to inquire about the news, and learned that the traffic on the three sides of the city, southeast and north, was normal, but only to the west stopped. It was Hanfeng City who stopped on his own initiative.
Powell thought hard to return to Johnson's new home. The pharmacist was out, and there was only an owl in the house.
This magic pet somehow grabbed a field mouse as a toy. One person and one bird met, and at the same time shouted the poor ghost / silly bird.
The sparks went straight.
Powell grinds his teeth in exasperation, and hates and scolds: Don't let me find a chance, otherwise I'll twist the bird's neck sooner or later.
Toot grabbed the voles and fluttered, and flew up to the second floor window of the shack. It stared at Powell below with two big eyes. "Are you trying to kill me? Dream. I won't give you a chance."
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"Doodle, what about your master?"
"He's making money."
"Now the convoy to the west of the city has stopped. Can you go to the town of Green Valley in the west of the city to see what happened there?"
"Yes. But why should I listen to you? What benefits can you give me?"
The owl's eyes are the boss, and Powell feels that the other party is staring at his wallet. He is now poorer than Johnson and has no magic gems to feed this monster.
Seeing Powell didn't move for a long time, he made a long oh sound in his mouth, followed by contempt and sarcasm, and the poor ghost wanted to instruct others to work?
All day long shouting ‘poor ghost’, my fighters fight with you!
Powell couldn't help it. He rose furiously and hurried up the window on the second floor of the house, reaching out to catch the terrible owl.
The spy is a variant of the thief, and the speed and movement are extremely fast.
But Dudu had long been guarding the other side, and the dead vole under his paws flew away and fluttered into the sky. It flew and did not forget to yell a few words of "poor ghost", exploding Powell's angry lungs.
Qi is qi, but the status quo still has to face. Powell sat down at the door of the simple new house, thinking about what he should do?
There must be something wrong with the road blockade to the west. Either the army came over from Broken Bridge City, or the Cold Wind City sent troops to attack.
Do you know how?
Building a house and building roads in the cold wind city is fast, and it is quick to gather people and do everything quickly. Powell had already experienced Victor Hugo's quick and powerful actions.
It was also a war, and no other nobles could go out without mobilizing for a few months. The spy learned that the situation had enough time to deliver the message.
Even if he knew that Hanfengcheng was going to start, his opponents would not react.
The Arad family suffered from this loss, and slowly recruited people, thinking that Victor Hugo was the same as himself. As a result, the whole family was taken away by a wave, leaving no residue.
Against such enemies, the other families in the North are dull like snails.
Before nightfall, Johnson came back and mumbled on the master's head. Powell said weakly: "The Broken Bridge City to the west is just afraid of danger."
Surprisingly, the illusionist nodded and answered with a calm face: "I already know.
Victor Hugo led troops to attack the broken bridge city. More than 100 cavalry, 500 heavy infantry, and more than 300 logistic wagons. All the troops in the city are fighting. "
Powell was even more surprised, "How do you know so clearly?"
"Because this matter is not covered up at all. I heard the old Borg of the medical hall say that this is to bully the opponent and move slowly, concentrating all the troops to launch the raid in a short period of time. The enemy won before the reaction came."
Johnson scratched his head in annoyance. "I just sold a batch of herbs to the Harmony Chamber of Commerce. Rubio of the Chamber of Commerce also praised me as a" model of the army "and wanted to give me a sign in recognition."
It's ironic.