Qin Song walked over slowly, looked at the old and poor old man, and couldn't help but shake his head and said, "You will understand what you have experienced, and you will also understand what the Holy Spirit treats people and things."

Mardelan raised his head, stared at Qin Song in horror, and shivered with his lips: "You... don't say it anymore! Don't say it anymore!"

Everything the Holy Spirit did in his dreams and his disdain for mortals brought great psychological impact to Mardelan, and the power of the Holy Spirit disappeared without a trace, he knew in his heart whether everything in the dream was true or false.

But deep down, there is still a last trace of struggle.

In fact, this old man is not a bad person, nor has he bullied the people or slaves. He just lives in a church as an adult, studying scriptures and classics, and does not understand many situations in society.

The collapse of faith is very cruel, especially the Lord who has always been determined to completely deny his existence and the non-existent kingdom of heaven.

"Liya, I think this old man needs to stay in Black Stone for two days. As the master, this is our ritual."

Qin Song did not take advantage of his illness to kill him, mainly because the cardinal was of great use.

The faces of the people present were filled with worship and surprise. Qin Song's demeanor and mind were open-minded and far superior to those stubborn believers of the Holy Spirit.

Conquer people with virtue!

...

"I succeeded! I succeeded!"

In the commercial city of Arabe, in the manor purchased by the elves, smoke ignited in the newly renovated bakery. Yiluli wrapped her head and an apron around her waist, and took out a plate of black bread from the oven.

He gently pinched it with his hands, which was very soft. Yiluli carefully broke it off and stuffed it into her mouth. She chewed it beautifully. In addition to the soft taste, it also had a sweet and sour taste.

Although the barley used in the bread is not clean, it is mixed with a lot of bran and wheat bran, and some sand mixed with rough stone mills, which tastes a bit bad, but it is much more perfect than hard black bread.

In fact, the bread that Yiluli came out is a bit similar to the popular baguettes in later generations. It only has flour, water and yeast, and the softness is far less than that of traditional soft bread. However, compared with the black and hard original bread, it has a relatively soft texture and can be eaten directly without soaking it.

In order to make grape yeast stock solution, Yiluli has been living in a quiet place these days and has been squishing in the room to ferment the stock solution. Because her skills are too fashionable, the production failed several times, which is sour and smelly.

Moreover, her behavior was repeatedly warned by her elder sister Esrena.

There is no way, Yiluli's yeast experiment requires the use of an extremely precious raw material - honey. Although the amount required is very small, the price of honey is too expensive.

Yiluli's behavior also aroused the dissatisfaction of most sisters.

But there is no way. This guy has a weird personality. Everyone can only dissuade her from indirectly. No one dares to directly confront her...

Perhaps, the only thing that makes everyone happy is that Yiluli has said much less.

"Flower basket, flower basket with elves craftsmanship!"

In the corner of the bustling commercial street, there are a bunch of exquisite flower baskets woven with flowers, with all kinds of flowers inserted into them, exuding a burst of fragrance.

I have to say that the shapes and styles of these flower baskets are very unique and the craftsmanship is also very exquisite.

But - sales are not good.

From the beginning, the elves' market positioning was wrong. Most of the merchants who traveled to and from the southern commercial district were hiking merchants and were more willing to purchase more practical goods that could withstand long-distance transportation - such as ready-to-wear, silverware, jewelry necklaces or ironware.

These flower baskets are indeed beautiful, but the flowers will always wither and do not have much practical value.

Although the selling price is only one or two copper plates, only three pairs of flower baskets have been sold since the opening of the business for five days. They are basically women who have lived in the commercial area for a long time and bought them freshly.

One of the flower baskets was passed by, and Fox, the broker, recognized the elves, bought a flower basket out of politeness, turned the corner of the street, and threw it at the corner of the wall.

There is no way, these elves are completely rookies when it comes to doing business.

Moreover, in order to weave these flower baskets, Esrena would take her sisters out of the city every morning to search for the forest to collect tender branches and flowers. However, as winter approaches, there are not many plants that bloom and pick up strips, and it takes almost a whole day to spend almost every time.

Then at night weave flower baskets, while the flowers are still bright, they will be carried on the street to sell in the morning.

It's very hard - but it doesn't make money.

During this period, Esrena still did not give up other ideas and always paid attention to various products in the commercial street. She did find several more profitable businesses, such as exquisite weaver cotton clothes, enamel utensils, etc., which were all loved by hiking merchants.

She also tried to learn these skills, but underestimated the strict requirements of those practitioners for apprentices. It would be impossible to be taught without three to five years of serving the master.

The stupidest way is to spend a lot of money to hire a tailor or a craftsman...

But the cost is very high, not only will you not make money, but you will also lose money.

In the evening, the three female elves carried the courage to hang a basket full of flower baskets and returned to the manor with a frown. The sound was also bad today. They tried their best to shout for a day, and there was only a little girl passing by, yelling to ask her father to buy a basket.

A copper coin.

It's the income all day.

Even a fingernail is not enough salt.

Lena, with several large bundles of tender branches and flowers, returned to the manor later. Seeing the flower basket placed in the yard, Esrena became very bad.

She has always wanted to shoulder the responsibility of the entire family. When she was a pirate, she did it. With her magical archery skills, the friendship pirate group was invincible. The robbed wealth was able to support the lives of her family and won the trust of her sisters by bartering.

But now, she suddenly felt very helpless.

Life in the city made her unable to adapt, and the archery she was proud of was useless here. On the other corner, the withered and yellow flower basket was as bad as her mood.

With an indescribable depression, Esrena still stubbornly sent the tender branches and flowers into the room. After a while, she was about to start weaving the flower basket.

"Rena."

The witches changed into casual clothes and each held daggers to cut branches. Since they were full of confidence when weaving the flower basket, they have now become lacking in interest.

No one spoke, they were silent and busy.

The atmosphere became very depressing.

This made Esrena feel anxious and feel a little guilty, but after choosing this path, she thought she should stick to it and had to take the initiative to raise the topic: "Sisters, I heard that the business district in the north is adjacent to the noble district. Most of the ladies and ladies there are local residents and may prefer our flower basket."

"North?" A slightly older female elf named Yilil stopped the movement in her hand and frowned slightly: "But it's too far away from here, and it's going to take half a morning to arrive."

"Everyone has to work harder." Esrena smiled bitterly and skillfully scraped off the branches with a dagger and tied them into a bunch: "I have observed that the southern commercial area is close to the port, and most of the hiking and ocean-going merchants are there. Our flower baskets are not very popular here."

"Rena, have you ever considered making weapons?" Another female elf was also a little tired of weaving flower baskets: "I heard that the Kurminsk Empire was split and is now in war. Armor and weapons are very popular."

"I have considered it, but first, we don't have blacksmiths; second, with our funds, we can't open a blacksmith shop or purchase enough steel. This business is indeed very good, but it's not something we can intervene at the moment."

"Where is the ointment?"

A female elf with purple-red hair raised her head: "We are very familiar with flowers and plants, especially some herbs that heal wounds. Can we make ointments? As long as there is war, ointments will definitely come in handy."

"The idea is good, but I have observed it." Esrena denied again: "This is not the Forest of Yongwang. Many herbs we are familiar with have not grown in the forest here. It is too difficult to make ointments."

well……

A gentle sigh rang out.

Each of them knows that it is unrealistic to rely on flower baskets to support the family. But apart from that, they can't think of any other better way.

"I don't know what happened to the Stone Islands." A female elf muttered softly, sounding like she missed her life on the island.

"I'm afraid it's not great." The female elf beside her whispered: "When we went out of the city to pick branches and flowers during the day, we heard the discussions of merchants who were about to enter the city. We heard that the pirates had blown up their nests and were patrolling aimlessly on the sea. Even the navy of the principality was alarmed and tightened the patrol."

"Those terrible monsters."

"By the way, where is Yiluli? I haven't seen her much in the past two days, I feel so strange? I always feel like there are few people around me." Yili looked at Esrena.

"She, I don't know what the hell is doing?" Esrena looked a little troubled: "I asked for several gold coins from me, saying that I was going to do something big, and I also remembered the bets."

"Rena, you've indulged her a little. Now every gold coin is very precious. I heard from little Joel that Yiluli actually went to buy luxurious honey. Oh my god, I couldn't imagine any big business, and I need to use honey."

"It's indeed luxurious, it's too nonsense." The sisters around them agreed.
Chapter completed!