035 Grand Restaurant

Out of the dense forest, the plants suddenly became low. Looking around, a wall that could hardly be seen stood outside the woods, and there were more pedestrians on the road. In the ghost's impression, only the Norton City of the Gran Empire could have so many people, and the road was almost a large gathering of all races. , there are exile warriors in animal skin, merchants in linen, barbarians with bare bodies blocking leaves, and even thickkuang warriors and soldiers in black armor!

Whether it is a exile warrior, a barbarian or a mad warrior, everyone has become restrained and civilized on the road. Silester was surprised to see a mad warrior making way for a merchant in sackcloth!

After simply glanced at the pedestrians on the road, he stopped his eyes on the huge and majestic wall. Purple pupil easily pulled the distance so that he could clearly see the mossy wall. A fast-blue boulder built a solid base, with staggered stones on it, and the leaves were not touching the ground. The gap in the wall built by no one seems to be able to insert even the dagger in the capital!

"How many people need to build such a tall wall?" The ghost couldn't help sighing.

"This is the work of the barbarians," Zuola said proudly, "I have asked the same question before, or the people inside told me that almost all the walls in this inner circle were built by barbarians. Think about it, for hundreds of years, the barbarians have reduced their population from more than 100,000 to the present in order to build this wall. There are only a few thousand people. How difficult it is to build this wall.

"How can they be so smart? How can you build walls?" The ghost asked, and it is hard to imagine that those barbarians who can only use primitive tools would make efforts to do such a big project.

"Hey, if you don't do it, you will die. At that time, the islanders didn't treat the barbarians as human beings at all. They surrounded the barbarian villages one by one like hunting beasts and directly captured the whole village to work. Ha ha, in the end, they were basically buried in this wall..."

"Buried in the wall?" The ghost became even more confused.

"The wall is more than ten meters wide. There are stone slabs on both sides of the wall, and the middle is filled with sand. Those who are exhausted are thrown in to fill the wall..."

Agui nodded and looked left and right at the long wall, in which the bones of hundreds of thousands of people were filled with soil. The price of this wall was really high. The ghost can't imagine how big this inner city is, but the further you go, the more you can feel the pressure of the city wall. It stands in front of you like a mountain, so that anyone can feel its insimism in front of it.

Not everyone can enter the city. On the contrary, the ghost saw many people being stopped at the gate and then cursed and forced to leave.

"What's going on at the city gate? Will there be any trouble?" Silester also saw the situation of the city gate and frowned and asked Zola. He is a businessman and knows the things of each city best. The gate is the first pass. If you don't peel off, you won't want to go into the city.

As the convoy moved forward, Silester quickly saw the situation at the gate.

"Let me in, I'm the new king of the Chuckna tribe!" A young barbarian raised his head arrogantly and deliberately shook his beautiful ring-patterned leopard skin.

"Is there a summoning order?" A calm samurai captain who stopped them, wearing a set of leather light armor and never let go of the knife handle on his waist.

"Call order?" The new king obviously didn't know much about the situation, and the people next to him immediately came over and whispered in his ear.

"I just became a king and haven't reported to my family. This time, I happened to go to the city to deal with the family. Get out of the way quickly!" Although the barbarians were not tall, they deliberately lowered their heads and talked as if they were a big man.

"Get out! Go back to your territory and continue to be your king. If you talk too much, your tribe will choose a new king. The samurai captain's voice was not high, but there was a low sense of threat. Several warriors next to him had a smile on the corners of their mouths, and they didn't even look at the new barbarian king.

"You! ..." Before the young barbarian new king could get angry, an attendants beside him stood next to him with a stone axe in his hand and shouted at the samurai captain.

Bang! After a crisp sound, the entourage swirled out without even seeing the figure. The ghost's eyes were sharp, and he could see that the entourage's whole chin had been crooked out. It should have been smashed by the jawbone!

The samurai leader's hand is still on the handle of the knife, as if he didn't slap just now.

"Get out!" The samurai leader's eyes fell on the face of the new king of the barbarian clan. Agui had no doubt that if the little barbarian was more talkative, the other party would cut him without hesitation.

"You are such a bully! I will definitely react to the upper family. Wait for me!" The young new king muttered and turned his head to dodge the road. The unlucky entourage was so unconscious on the roadside. The other attendants of the new king didn't even help him and followed the new king away.

"You're good at it," the ghost whispered.

Zola brought his body a little closer and whispered, "Though they are gatekeepers, they are all carefully selected masters. This captain must be a senior samurai, and even his subordinates will not be low!"

Agui gently narrowed his eyes, and the purple pupil quickly adjusted the distance so that the Agui could carefully observe the gatekeeper, and the other party stared at the Agui as if he had some sensitivity.

"Ha ha, he is indeed a senior warrior, and he is good at it!" Agui laughed. It seems that this place known as heaven should be quite interesting.

After a while, the convoy of the axe battalion walked to the gate, and the captain stood in front of the convoy with his men as cold as others, stopping the way.

"We are from the Axe Camp, and we have to go to the city to deliver goods." The axe battalion often trades with the city, and naturally there are people to deal with these soldiers. The captain carefully checked the convoy's cargo list, and then walked in to look at the ox cart and the animals behind him, and then signaled his men to let them go.

"You have three days, come out quickly after delivering the goods!" The captain coldly handed over the cargo list and looked at the ghost on the car.

The ghost looked at the captain and smiled, without provocation or dodging. A senior warrior could not make the ghost feel threatened.

"Don't you have to pay the city fee?" Sirister asked left doubtfully. In his impression, the bigger the city, the more expensive it is to enter the city. Those soldiers who guard the door like to fish for some oil on the caravan.

"Ha ha, there is no need to pay the entrance fee you mentioned in the inner circle. These warriors guard the gate are warriors of various forces. They don't need to fish for oil and water at the gate at all, which can also ensure that they can treat us outsiders fairly and rigorously, just like the barbarian just now. Similarly, as long as there is no road and summoning order, it is difficult for anyone to enter the inner circle.

"What is the summons?" Silestor continued to ask.

"We small clans in the outer circle have their own forces. Unless these forces rooted in the inner circle issue a summoning order to let him enter the city, don't think about the gate!" Zuola said and took out the goods list and showed it to Silester. "This is the road. It is a certificate issued by the restaurants and pubs that deal with us, indicating that we have a trading relationship with the inner circle."

Clester took the list and looked at it. As expected, the names of several restaurants were written on it, and there were also strangely patterned seals next to it.

"These are all the national seals or royal emblems of a certain dynasty in the past," Zola said proudly, pointing to the seals, "Don't underestimate the restaurants and hotels in these inner circle. They are all from powerful countries, or it is impossible to do business in the inner circle!"

Sileste nodded silently and returned the list to Zuola. Then Silestra looked at the ring in his hand. Thinking of the complicated prince badge on it, he didn't know when it became the seal of his new chamber of commerce. There was a desolation in the former prince's heart, and the Jadet royal badge was more or less royal prestige on the mainland. Yan, but when it comes to the exile island where the royal family runs everywhere, it can only fall on the fate of the cargo list.

I thought that the capital of the four empires was already the most prosperous city. After entering the inner circle city, the ghost knew why the people exiled on the island called it paradise!

The neat streets, the spacious streets, the pedestrians in gorgeous silk robes strolled slowly, and the spacious shops opened the doors enthusiastically. Walking in the middle of the road, you can faintly see the rich goods inside.

"This is a good place. It can be said that things can be found here for thousands of years in the mainland," Zola introduced like a tour guide: "If you want to buy the early things in the mainland, you can choose these blue sign stores. They are all owned by ancient powers and should belong to those countries thousands of years ago; if you If you want to see things from the Hestin period, you have to find such a black sign store. Hasting set black as the national color, so their stores are all black signs; those red signs over there belong to the forces of the new power, and red symbolize enthusiasm and vitality. All the stores of our new power use red signs!"

Agui and Silester looked in the car, and almost all the stores hung signs to show their belongings, so that even newcomers to the city can clearly analyze the characteristics of each store. The three forces are not as nervous as Silestor thought. These shops are mixed with each other and completely stained both sides of the street, and few stores of one color are seen in a city.

"We are the first customer, and this Grand Restaurant is our big customer!" Zola said, and the whole convoy stopped in front of a restaurant with a red sign.

Silester looked at the red sign engraved with the Grand Restaurant and looked at the ghost. Was this restaurant opened by the exiles of the Gran Empire?

"Let's go in and talk to their boss," Zola said and jumped off the ox cart, sorted out the tiger skin on his body, then picked up a small wine jar, took Ghost and Silester to the restaurant, came out of the convoy carrying a father and son, and walked silently to the front of Zola.

Stepping on the threshold of the bluestone, Agui carefully looked at the pattern of the Gran restaurant from the outside. The three floors of buildings facing the street were all restaurants, the first and two floors were made of stone, and the third floor was made of wood. Obviously, the upper grade was higher.

The huge screen blocked the eyes from looking back, but the ghost's perception clearly reflected that there was still a huge space behind the restaurant. If you taste it carefully, it should be a large courtyard, which may be a guest room.