our family is gone

Chapter 109 Caravan
At the same time, housing prices in the inner city are very expensive, which is money that an ordinary person would not be able to earn for hundreds of years without eating or drinking.

The boundary between the middle city and the outer city is the second expansion of the city wall. The environment of the middle city is relatively ordinary, because it is the main area of ​​commercial activities in the city, so it is very prosperous, but the crowd is dense and there will be a lot of petty theft, so the law and order is average.

As for the outer city, it is not actually the real Totnes, it refers to everything outside the city.

Because the prosperous economy has attracted too many people to come here to live, but not everyone can enter and live in it. Those who refuse to leave and stay outside the city gather and slowly develop into the outer city.

At the same time, due to the disorderly expansion, the outer city is very chaotic. Most of them are shantytowns built indiscriminately, and there are even no boundaries at the edges.

Especially those places far away from the city center, the so-called emperors can't manage them. The real managers are gangsters, and few people who can survive in them are good people.

Speaking of this, Barton couldn't help feeling emotional.

"You could say you could ask anyone in Totnes what their wish was, and it would definitely be to move into the inner city.

Because that's what I thought at the beginning, but even if I become a non-commissioned officer, I still don't have the qualifications to stay in the inner city..."

Lance understood what he meant. He was not an aristocrat, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't climb into that circle. The gap between classes was sometimes even greater than the gap between species.

"Do you know any men who make guns and even artillery?"

He didn't go to Totnes this time just for refugees. If it was that simple, he could find a lot of them. The real key is talents, and these people can only be found in big cities.

Barton was not stupid, of course he understood what the lord meant, and he was very surprised for a while.

You must know that I just talked about the failed war not long ago, in which the Musketeers and Artillery, two armies with huge investments and high expectations, did not play their due role and were crushed by monsters.

I'm afraid the governor will have to consider whether to continue spending money in this direction after hearing the news.

But now the lord actually dares to invest in this direction!
"The future war is a war of hot weapons. I will rebuild the artillery. You must be prepared for this." Lance looked at Barton and nodded to him to confirm his thoughts.

"I need you to face those monsters with artillery again. This time, I want you to prove to me that it wasn't the artillery that lost."

These words drilled into Barton's brain like magic, bringing him a surge of excitement.

"Yes!"

Patton was able to climb from a commoner to a captain because of the artillery selection system. It can be said that his status as an artilleryman allowed him to prove that he was no worse than those nobles, and even had to be too strong to grab this rank from those people.

So he has always had a sense of arrogance, until the failure of that battle directly interrupted his spirit, the artillery that he was proud of did not play a big role, failed the high-level expectations, and implicated a large number of people.

He is eager to prove himself, and he is also eager to rectify the name of the artillery.

It's not like he can't beat it!

And Lance captured his emotions and was willing to give him this opportunity to prove himself again.

Maxima often exists, but bole does not often have...

It's just a pity that Barton knows some craftsmen, but they only communicate with each other on gun maintenance, and don't know the exact situation, but it is certain that these people are all working under the name of the academy.

Button hesitated for a while, and finally said a name.

"My lord can try to find my teacher, Dean Stuart."

Lance was a little familiar with the name when he heard it, and he blurted it out after a little thought.

"Is that Imperial Civilian General Stewart?"

"That's right, Imperial Admiral Stewart is now the dean of the Gunnery Academy, and it was only with the help of my teacher that I became a non-commissioned officer."

Lance's expression became interesting. This is a big shot, even his predecessor who didn't pay much attention to this aspect had heard of it.

As for the reason, of course, Stuart was a civilian but used military industry to become a general on the battlefield. His deeds encouraged all imperial people.

It's no wonder that Patton is a commoner, but he can become a captain in his 20s. It doesn't make sense if he doesn't have a background.

"Do you think it's okay for us to contact him?"

Lance is very sensible, and this kind of connection is very critical if Barton's identity is innocent.

But the problem is that Barton is rotten now, and it is risky to contact rashly.

Barton frowned. He wanted to trust the teacher, but he knew better that once the news that he was alive was revealed, he would definitely be hunted down by those nobles, and it was impossible for them to keep him alive.

Suddenly Barton found that his previously seemingly strong personal connections began to disintegrate, and no one could be trusted.

"I don't know~"

After hesitating for a long time, Barton spoke with a gloomy expression.

Lance was also silent when he heard the words. It is unrealistic to rely on his old relationship to enter Totnes, and everything has to start from scratch.

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In this era of difficult transportation, the scope of human activities is also limited to the surrounding areas, and many people have never left the towns and villages where they were born.

Similarly, the lack of means of information exchange has also led to the localization of news and the formation of information cocoons. Many people work day after day without knowing the changes in the outside world.

This causes people's cognition to be limited, it is difficult for them to understand things beyond their own cognition, and their ability to accept is naturally much worse.

Like now~
"Are you really salt?"

A villager looked at the salt in the bag and couldn't understand it.

Normal salt is in pieces like gray pebbles, and some merchants will add silt impurities in it, but his salt is as fine as white snow, and it doesn't look like salt.

"Can our caravan sell you fake salt?"

"I asked if this salt is safe?"

"Are you finding fault on purpose?" Disma also had a bad temper, and immediately glared at him, threatening: "Do you want it or not!"

"If it's true, I definitely want it."

Their village is not close to the sea, and salt is a rare commodity. Usually, you have to wait for a caravan to pass by before you can buy it. But I don’t know what happened a while ago. The familiar caravan did not come, but this new caravan arrived instead.

"What's the matter?" Lance looked over when he saw the dispute here.

After knowing the situation, he smiled and grabbed a little salt from the bag and handed it over.

"Don't you know if you try it? No salt, no money."

Lance spilled a bit of salt on the hands of the onlookers. After they tasted it, it was indeed salty, but they said it didn't have that bitter taste, which was not authentic enough.

Soon those people brought containers from home, and of course coins, and Lance, who had no money, was also very apt to collect food and various things that looked good, such as animal skins and linen.

"Line in line, take your time."

　Well, the foreshadowing is over, and a big plot will be advanced next. There will be new heroes, new battles, and new enemies. If you have any suggestions, you can comment or leave a message, and I will refer to them.

　　
　
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