When he woke up in the morning, Bai Yang opened his eyes and saw a strange bed, a strange window, a strange table, chair, bench and a strange scenery outside the window. Standing at the window for more than half an hour, Bai Yang washed his face and rinsed his mouth with a snot. He tinkered for another half an hour before he put on the clothes that Lao Bar sent last night.

The clothes don't fit, but the style is quite novel.

Standing in front of the blurred mirror like a haha ​​mirror and spoke for more than ten minutes. Bai Yang pointed to the person in the mirror and said: You have to find a way to go home.

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Put your hair neatly, put your collar and belt in place, and wipe the big-headed leather shoes full of handmade atmosphere. Bai Yang stood in front of the door and set today's goal: Goal 1, visit the market to understand the price of grain, salt, cloth, iron and animal, main production, transportation methods and roads; Goal 2, find out what this is! The current phased overall goal: make a lot of money!

As the saying goes, a real man should not have power for a day, and a little husband should not have money for a day! Murmuring, Bai Yang opened the door with great vitality and spirit.

"Bang!"

The door was halfway open and was blocked. When the sound was pressed to the heavy object, Bai Yang turned his head curiously and poked out in surprise. He found that it was a person. He looked down and saw that the sword hilt was in his hand!

Tsk tsk! Cold weapons? A person carrying cold weapons with you! Looking carefully, this is a heroic Western man, tall and handsome, with a lion's mane, and a golden hair.

"Uh...good morning, it's all the wrong design of this door. It should be opened inward, but the door of this room is opening inward, so I'm sorry."

This was just a trivial matter. Aiden didn't mind, nodded and replied softly: "Good morning", he walked around the door and went downstairs.

Bai Yang hurriedly closed the door and chased after him: "Hey, man, I am from Oriental. I just arrived here yesterday. My name is Bai Yang. Make a friend?"

Aiden slowed down and looked back, Bai Yang stretched out his hand and looked sincere.

Bai Yang's clean and tidy appearance made Aiden feel close. He thought that he would stay in this town for another two days to clean up his equipment and relieve fatigue. He responded happily: "Why not? My name is Aiden, a mercenary." As he said that, he let go of the hilt of the sword and held Bai Yang's stretched hand.

I went to the tavern hall with Aiden and ordered a double breakfast from the waitress. Bai Yang chatted with the swordsman named Aiden in front of me. Aiden was not a talkative person, but his experience and knowledge were very broad. What was even more rare is that Bai Yang found that this swordsman with extraordinary temperament was really connotation. Not only was he broad and cultural, but he also had a sense of ethics.

Bai Yang gained a lot after a pleasant breakfast. Aiden went out. Bai Yang asked the waitress for paper and pen, and sat on the bar while writing and drawing while waiting for Lao Bar.

Last night, he told Lao Baer that he was going to visit the mayor to ask for the travel expenses for home, but now it is about to change. Last night, Bai Yang knew very well that the material of his torn clothes attracted the attention of this smart old man. This is the reason why the old man opened the door of convenience at first and then respectfully. Originally, Bai Yang wanted to find wealthy and powerful people in the town, such as the mayor, who was familiar with him and then threw out some iron smelting and winemaking skills to fight for a chance to make money and cooperate. However, the appearance of the plug-in system he wrote himself made Bai Yang see a more convenient and faster choice, that is, the smart and greedy tavern owner, Old Bar.
Chapter completed!