Chapter 549: Months (6200 plus)

Wu Ming carefully looked at the silver tale in his hand.
The silver coin itself is shiny, and because it has been kept for a while, it has been slightly covered with a layer of black scale, and there are traces of sharpening at the edge, making it not very well-proportioned.
In the middle of the silver coin, there is an avatar, which is a portrait of the rumored ‘Conqueror’ Tale. He once unified the entire Fengying Plain and expanded outward to establish a kingdom, the purest blue blood.
This is also the largest currency unit William can have.
As for Jin Delong, he probably only dared to think about it in his dreams.
"I can count as a family."
Wu Ming looked around and very sighed with some speechlessness.
Unconsciously, the night is deep.
A black shadow ran out of William's cabin, extremely dexterously escaping from the tower overlooking the tower and slipping out of the town from the corner.
"It’s so troublesome to hunt, it’s really..."
Wu Ming ran in the shadows, thinking reluctantly.
His body is still an ordinary person, he needs salt, needs medicine, and can't live a life of blood and blood.
But to get ahead in the town, even if it's just a little out of place, it's not that easy.
The tax official who wields the tax bill will teach you to be a new person in minutes.
Even when hunting, he can make a name for himself, collect a bunch of hunter taxes, and slaughter taxes. In the case of bureaucrats, this is almost instinct, because most of this income will fall into his own pocket.
As for the law?
Sorry! The entire baron collar, except for the self-cultivated land of the free people, all others belong to the baron himself, as the cultivated land, the jungle and prey are also like this!
What the baron said is the law! As a tax official, you have the right to explain the law at will!
Those civilians who don’t even know the words, where are the courage to confront the official?
What if the class is not equal, even if the truth is mastered?
It seems that Rorion, even if he usually plays some prey, the sheriff and the tax official will not see anything, but William is not good!
The more ignorant and backward the world, the more terrible the restrictions on the lower layers!
In the view of a group of ‘big men’ led by the baron, it is simply a matter of wanting to turn all the people into serfs and animals that only know how to work.
"I am a little sensitive now... there is no backstage, or a low-key point..."
After more than half an hour, Wu Ming finally came to his destination, a dense jungle.
There are always some small animals here, which is a paradise for hunters in the town. Of course, it is very dangerous to go deeper, and you may encounter wild people and cannibals.
"The road to the world's civilians is too narrow, and it must be a noble! Only have the opportunity to show ambition!"
Wu Mingxi's fine flashing: "Of course... This road is also very difficult. First of all, you must master the power! The most basic thing is to raise this body! This must eat salt and eat meat!"
The salt used by the civilians in this world is really not to be said. Wu Ming can only buy it and purify it again, for his own consumption.
As for trafficking? patent? Profiteering?
That is really thinking too much. Wu Ming would not play this idea until he became a nobleman and had his own territory.
If he can take the opportunity, he will give this little technique to the nobles of the baron. As a step to advance, he already feels quite cost-effective.
Hey! Hey!
The jungle under the night is quite quiet, the smell of grass is coming from the breeze, and there are unknown birds calling.
Wu Ming focused his attention on the five senses, and the keen perception brought by the true spirit possessed his ability to be outstanding in this respect, even though some excellent scouts and rogues could not match.
He settled softly, did not make a sound, and most of his body was hidden in the darkness, like a sneak.
Snapped!
Wu Ming's eyebrows were picked up, and a simple slingshot was started in the hand. A stone screamed into the grass and screamed.

Gray feathers?

He opened the grass and saw a pigeon resembling a dove, covered in gray feathers, with a blue bird on his back and neck, and a circle of feathers around him.
"There is something to gain..."
Looking at the jungle, Wu Ming is like watching a treasure that has not yet been developed.
Half an hour later, the stream was on the edge.
A pile of gray feathers and internal organs were gathered and carefully buried.
The original spotted mites were washed and stripped, wrapped in a layer of leaves, and then coated with mud, slowly squatting in the fire.
This is the practice of the local law called the chicken, just take it when there is no pot.
After the meat was cooked, Wu Mingqi fired the fire, took out six or seven mud groups, and opened the outer shell. The layer of meat was suddenly spilled out.
"Not bad..."
Although the seasoning is only salt, the taste is very delicious, slippery but not greasy. When you shake it gently, the bird meat and the skeleton are naturally separated, with a strange fragrance.
After eating five or six plaques in succession, Wu Ming got up and touched the stomach, satisfying the ground and sighing.
"The former William, who was poor and stumbled, even ate very little meat. Although the farmer trained a muscle, but both consumed potential and longevity, he should slowly make up for it..."
After eating and drinking, he began collecting specimens of various plants and animals in the jungle.
As a generation of angels, masters of alchemy, simple drug blending is naturally difficult for him. As long as he is familiar with the medicinal properties of the universe, he can naturally configure the most basic medicine.
Wu Ming was a little shudder at the thought of the doctor's part-time doctor's treatment in the town.
The doctors in William’s mind only know the four means of healing: vomiting, diarrhea, bloodletting, and anesthesia with devil flowers...
Can think about how to pit!
Basically, even if other people in the town encounter disease, they are mostly hard-resisting. Of course, Wu Ming guesses that there is another reason, that is, they do not have enough money...
"From the very beginning, from the most basic, understand the rules of this universe..."
"And, exercise this body and look for extraordinary power, which is the clue to the rules of the universe's power..."
Wu Ming silently gave himself the plan for the future.
Anyway, his life is long, and this matter is completely unhurried.
......
Spring is coming to autumn.
Soon, a few months passed.
A large piece of oatmeal outside the town was harvested, and the golden wheat ears were swayed by the breeze, as if the waves were scattered, bringing joy to the harvest.
At this time, the only mill in the town began to work day and night, and the town's tax official stared at me meticulously.
He is charging the mill tax. According to the law of the territory, each of the congregations uses a mill. One tenth of the milled flour is used as a tax to enter the baron's pocket. This is a big source of money.
The quiet mill is usually lively.
In William's memory, here is the best place to seduce all the wild animals in the town. I don't know how many boys and girls have become men and women here.
Of course, Wu Ming will not consider this at all.
After collecting his own collection, he pulled out the broken iron sword in front of his hut and began to train meticulously.
"Before the stab!"
"Heavy!"
"Swiveling!"
"Gate block!"
......
He sweats like a rain, eats daily, and has a lot of nutrients piled up. It is the taller and taller, and the strong and strong muscles. The eyes are full of light, not the kind of overdraft vitality, but from the bones. Strong out.
This kind of masculine William, naturally attracted a lot of attention.
At least Wu Ming felt that he was walking on the street, and he received more ‘ attentions.’ Sophia of Luo Ya’s family often came to him by accident.
"Hey! William!"
Just as Wu Ming exercised his own modified swordsmanship, the two teenagers came excitedly to say hello, and they even applauded involuntarily.
"It's amazing... can I touch it?"
A boy with freckles on his face swallowed his mouth and swallowed his mouth and looked at the broken sword in Wu Ming’s hand.
"Of course, little Ava, but you have to pay attention, it is very heavy, very sharp, and it will hurt people if you are not careful!"
Wu Ming handed the hilt to Ava’s hand, and another boy’s face immediately gave an envious look.
"Well, little Allen, if you like, you can try it too..."
He touched Allen's small head and watched the two men excitedly screaming and turned again: "Good day, Lorient instructor!"
His real guests are standing outside the fence, and there is amazement on his face: "William... your swordsmanship..."
Wu Ming scratched his head: "This is a little trick that I have explored myself. How does the instructor think?"
At this time, he is like a young and uneasy youth.
"very good……"
Rorion was speechless.
Although the key to Wu Ming's swordsmanship is to coordinate breathing and explore the muscles of his whole body, several methods of exertion are also perfect, and the experienced Rorion is amazed.
"You have a talent for a warrior!"
He applauded: "Just need a chance! It is coming!"
"I ask the instructor to have a drink!"
Wu Ming smiled slightly, and both of them knew what the other party said.
A moment later, at the hotel in Luo Ya Da Yu, Wu Ming called beer and barbecue, sitting opposite Rorion, slowly eating and drinking.
Even if the money is not revealed, but occasionally once or twice, please ask Rorion, presumably no one will doubt anything.
"Sorry……"
Rorion spoke first.
"If it is for the last time, then you don't have to be like this... After all, the end of the war is a good thing for us!"
Wu Ming smiled.
This said, naturally it is the follow-up of the last war.
Viscount Garcia is a wise and courageous aristocrat who has tested the bottom line of the phoenix plains. He did not increase the war, but wisely chose humility.
The war could not be fought, and a large number of prisoners of war were released after receiving the ransom. The previous promise of not pledge by Rorion naturally fell through.