This exotic desert city is indeed very majestic and is worthy of the title of World Trade Center.
Standing above the clouds, looking at it, the road outside the city is full of caravans going north and south.
Chen Fan casually found a caravan and stuffed a little money into the city easily.
It's just that he didn't know where Kasarina lived when he was a newcomer. As for the Heradim Brotherhood, which currently belongs to a secret society organization, I am afraid that it is not something that can be found on the street.
Finally, Chen Fan thought of an old place and went to the busiest tavern in the city.
The tavern in the game is located on the most prosperous King's Avenue, but that kind of place is obviously not accessible to unidentified guys like him. Therefore, Chen Fan found the most lively tavern in the civilian area after several inquiries.
It was eight or nine o'clock in the morning, and it was still early for lunch. Chen Fan thought that the tavern would be very leisurely, but he didn't expect to see a lot of noise after pushing the door and entering.
However, when he walked in, he made the tavern quiet for a while. After all, the height of more than two meters and a big bald head didn't look like a good crop.
Chen Fan ignored the strange eyes of everyone, went to the bar, sat down and took out a silver coin and patted, "Here is a good drink."
"Well, grandpa, wait a moment." The bartender looked nervous and quickly poured a glass of wine and gently pushed it in front of him.
Chen Fan grabbed a glass of cow and took a few sips, then said to the bartender: "Hey, come here, I don't eat people, what are you afraid of."
The bartender gave a dry laugh, and said tremblingly: "The uncle has something to do, you order, the younger one is listening."
Chen Fan shook his head and asked directly: "Do you know Count Kasarina?"
The bartender said silently: "Uncle, Count Catherine Herbert is the flower of our royal capital. Who does not know? What do you ask her for? Oh, I see. You must have come to see Isabel, the disciple of Earl. Miss Ra’s concert, right?"
Chen Fan moved in his heart and followed his words and said, "Yes, I have come here from all over the world, but I can't get tickets. Do you have any options?"
The bartender smiled secretly: "Master, you have come to the wrong place. The Royal Theatre is a place where ordinary people like us can go in. Even if I have a ticket in my hand, I can't use it for you."
Chen Fan pretended to be disappointed and sighed, and ordered a few more glasses of wine to ease his troubles.
After drinking a few glasses of water and wine, Chen Fan left the tavern with a drunk face. Just a few steps away, he was stopped by a young man with erratic eyes, and whispered: "Master heard that you want to buy a ticket to the Royal Theatre?"
Chen Fan raised his brows and said, "Well, do you have?"
The young man made a gesture of please, and led Chen Fan into an alley before he said: "There are no tickets. Even if there are civilians like us, they will definitely not get in. Maybe they will be beaten badly, or even lost. Go to prison."
Chen Fan said impatiently: "Then what are you doing so much for me?"
The young man hurriedly explained: "Master, listen to me. I have a relative who happens to be a backstage staff member of the theater. I just don't have a helper under my hand. If you don't like the performance, I can help you introduce it."
"Is there such a good thing?" Chen Fan looked suspicious: "Are you trying to lie to Lao Tzu's money?"
"Oh, uncle, look at what you said." The young man cried out: "If you can't believe me, you will pay the head office after watching the performance?"
"Really?" Chen Fan said with a surprised look: "Is there any good thing?"
The young man said with a smile: "Of course, but you have to do me a favor, uncle."
Chen Fan slapped his chest and said boldly: "Don't worry, as long as I can see Miss Isabella's performance, it won't be a problem to cut people for you."
The young man laughed and said, "That's it. My relative's main job in the theater is stage prop maintenance, so it is inevitable to carry some props and materials. Then you can pretend to be his starter and help move some things in. Up."
"This is simple. I don't have anything else. I still have strength." Chen Fan rolled up his sleeves and showed biceps that were thicker than the young thigh.
The young man looked envious and said: "Then I'll decide what to say. I will come to this pub to find you at night, but don't see people, then I can only find others."
"Don't worry, I will be there by then!" Chen Fan swore.
The two agreed to part ways.
The young thieves walked across the street and went into the civilian area to a low-rise house, knocked on the door rhythmically and immediately walked in.
The doors and windows of the house were all sealed, only illuminated by a few magic lights.
I saw seven or eight strong men wiping their swords.
Seeing the youth come back, the leader asked, "Have you found a good piglet?"
"Find it, a stupid big guy." The young man said with a smug look: "Not only did he not spend a copper, he was rushing to thank me."
After hearing this, everyone burst into laughter.
The leader warned: "It's a matter of great importance. Don't be careless. If something goes wrong, we can't afford it."
"Got it, boss!"
"Go and prepare, prepare for a big ticket tonight!"
"Yes, boss!"
At a small stall outside the street, Chen Fan was sucking a bowl of mash, and he secretly sighed in his heart that something really messed up with him.
In the evening ~EbookFREE.me~ Chen Fan came to the tavern early, ordered a plate of food at random, sat in the corner and waited.
When it was completely dark, the young man hurried over.
"Uncle, you are here, hurry up with me, if you are late, you won't be able to catch up with the performance." The young man called Chen Fan and left.
"Wait a minute." Chen Fan didn't move his butt.
"What's the matter, uncle?" The young man asked in a whisper, thinking that something was wrong.
Chen Fan gritted his teeth and said, "Help me settle this account first, and then replenish you with the ticket money."
The young man was full of black lines, but because he was in a hurry to do important things, he could only help Chen Fan settle the meal with a black face, and then hurried to the Royal Theatre with Chen Fan.
When I reached the place, I saw a lot of traffic at the entrance of the theater, full of luxury carriages at a glance.
Anyone who came by himself would be embarrassed to move up.
The youth dragged Chen Fan to the back door of the theater, and saw several trucks unloading.
Seeing the young man, a bald head manager immediately said with a displeased face: "Why are you late? Do you want to do this job?"
"Sorry, sorry, Uncle Turner, didn't I call the helper for you, what do you think of this?" The youth immediately let Chen Fan out.
The manager raised his head and looked at Chen Fan, and said with satisfaction: "Yes, go and help unload the goods, you can get a reward for good work."
"Eh eh." Chen Fan replied and immediately stepped forward to help unload the goods together.
The truck is full of large boxes, and it takes two strong men to carry it.
However, Chen Fan was stunned by the swiftness of walking with one hand.
