Chapter 462 Prices and Indulgences
As soon as I stepped on the unstable wooden bridge, I heard a crackling and twisting sound under my feet, and even the sound of some parts or ropes falling into the water.

Taking another cautious step, Aslai, with his hair as messy as a bird's nest, complained: "Where am I going? Is this still within the Empire? I thought it was still three hundred years ago."

"It's not like we haven't walked on worse roads and bridges before." Sharette, who was following him with a luggage, rolled his eyes.

Aslai opened his sunken eyes wide. "I've never walked across such a lousy wooden bridge in any city. I don't like it here."

"Come on, that just shows that you haven't been to enough cities." Sharette hit back unhappily, "It's obvious that you were locked up for three days, so you don't like it here, but you're confusing cause and effect. How pathetic and ridiculous."

Aslai, who was standing in the middle of the bridge, turned around slowly, frowned, and looked at Sharrett seriously with his face sideways: "You took 50 gold pounds from them? Why are you defending them so much?"

"My friend, where else can we go except here?" Sharet patted Asrai's shoulder helplessly, "You can't resist, so just enjoy it."

Aslai still insisted: "With my cooking skills, I can find a job anywhere."

While saying this, Asrai walked towards the town honestly.

Sharette was right. It was difficult for these Juano people, and even the artisan citizens who had participated in the rebellion, to find jobs in cities that were not in the same camp.

They had no recommendation letter from the guild, and the border was blocked, so it was extremely difficult even if they wanted to go to the Norn territory to find food.

Looking at Asrai's lazy back, Sharet shook his head and quickly followed him.

Yesterday evening, the centurion came to inform Sharrett and asked him to go to the landing dock to pick up his friend Asrai.

Boritz said he wanted to keep Asrai in custody for seven days, but in the end he was only kept for three days.

After all, Boritz was giving him a warning. He could punish him, but it had to be reasonable and moderate.

If Aslai was really diagnosed with some disease or lice, it would be feasible to lock him up for seven days.

But he did not have any disease or lice, so keeping him in custody for three days for testing was justifiable, but any longer was not justifiable.

Besides, His Majesty might come to inquire about the immigration issues in Rapid City. If there are still people locked up in the small dark room at that time, it will be difficult to explain.

Before being released, the dock management priest asked Aslai if he had any friends who would come to pick him up so that he could notify him in advance.

The name Asrai gave was Sharet Galondo.

Although Sharet and Asrai did not have much interaction before the war, they accumulated a lot of friendship while serving as militiamen and transporting supplies together during the war.

Sharet didn't have many friends on Autumn Dusk Island, and Asrai was one of the few people he knew.

Besides, they are both from the same hometown, so they will definitely help if they can.

He got up early the next day and went to the countryside to find a farmer to rent a donkey. Then he led it to the landing dock to pick up Asrai.

After returning the donkey to the farmer, the two men carried their luggage and walked along the road along the river.

Walking on the wooden bridge, Aslai stomped the bridge surface hard with every step, as if venting his anger at the despicable monk, but he stopped after stomping twice.

"What's wrong? Are your feet numb from stomping?" Sharette stood shoulder to shoulder with him and looked forward in the direction he was looking.

As expected, just like himself back then, Asrai was stunned when he saw the neat square and the symmetrical street.

"Good, very neat." Asrai said subconsciously.

According to Witte's precise calculations, all the shops on both sides of the street and the Insula Apartments are of the same height and have the same shape and color.

Especially the two-story shops, with white rock corners on the four corners, the touch of white in the red brick walls is neither eye-catching nor harmonious.

At this time, any city in the empire has always been a product of free development.

Except for the Huaqiu New City in the Kingdom of Fran, which can still remain tidy, even the Changge City in the Kingdom of Leia is in a mess.

So all the immigrants who stand on this bridge for the first time will think that everything is so neat. "Neat, right?" Sharette put his elbow on his shoulder. "You will get familiar with it after seeing it many times. I heard that new stone bridges will be built on both sides of this old bridge in the future, and you won't be able to see it when you stand on the bridge.

There are no hating hat and glove guilds here, you will like it."

Aslai did not continue to complain. He patted his shriveled belly and said, “If only it were as good as you said.

Let's go to the pub and have something to eat. My mouth is going to rot after three days of eating potato paste."

"Why go to a tavern?" Sharet quickly grabbed Asrai's arm and said, "I just bought a few eggs and a third of a pound of meat from the farmer. Let's go back to Insura and cook them."

Aslai shook off Sharet's hand, as if he didn't know him: "Hey Sharet, when did you become so stingy? It's just a meal, isn't it?"

"This place is different from Rapid City..."

"What's different? How can it be different?" Asrai's bullish temper came up, and he threw his arms and rushed towards a tavern. "Anyway, I'm going to the tavern. I've been in jail once, so why shouldn't I have something good to eat?"

"Just listen to what I have to say... Wait a minute."

"I'll treat you to a meal, okay? Come on, stop wasting time."

Sharrett, carrying his heavy luggage, could not walk closer to Asrai and could only watch him walk into the tavern.

He did not follow them in, but stood outside the door waiting. Sure enough, not long after, Asrai's angry shouting came from inside.

"I'm selling your whole family's goats. Half a pound of meat costs three dinars. Where are you robbing money?"

"What? Why should I leave? Then why don't you go find the night watchman?"

"Just try to move... Be careful or I'll call three carriages of people... Mmmmm."

Not long after, Asrai, with two huge red palm prints on his face, was dragged out of the tavern by two sturdy beastmen.

The beastman kicked Asrai on the butt, causing him to fall forward and roll twice before stopping.

When I looked up, I saw Sharette with a helpless look on his face, saying "I told you so long ago": "I told you so long ago."

"I hate this damn place." After brushing off the dust on his butt, Asrai climbed up and said with resentment, "Six dinars for a pound of meat, and half a dinar for five sausages. This is simply robbing money."

"Living on Qiumu Island is not easy." Sharet patted Asrai's shoulder, "Do you think I haven't experienced it?"

Thinking of this, Sharet finally understood why the mysterious Princess Shilov had prepared bread, pickles, salt and some cheese and linseed oil for them.

He initially thought that although the citizens of Rapid City were refugees, they all had a few dozen dinars as life-saving money, so it would not be a problem for them to support themselves until they found a new job.

Until the moment he walked into the pub for the first time and saw the menu.

Bread and snacks are 40% to 50% more expensive than outside, which is even considered cheap.

The price of making a hat at a tailor shop is more than 30% higher than outside, not to mention meat, fruits and vegetables.

Daze Township is located in deep mountains and swamps, and Qiumu Island has just been developed, so supplies are scarce.

The soldiers' families were very rich, and the amount of money far exceeded market demand, resulting in terribly high prices.

"That shouldn't be the case." After listening to Sharette's introduction, Aslai scratched the dust in his hair and said, "I clearly saw a few people dressed as helpers eating there. Can they afford it?"

"Those are helpers in state-owned workshops. They have indulgences and meal coupons. The Pope's Palace gives them subsidies, so they can afford to eat."

"Indulgences? Do you mean they eat for free and then use indulgences to pay for it?"

(End of this chapter)