For the poor, 1,500 gold coins are a huge sum of money that is difficult to earn in ten lifetimes. But for wizards, this really cannot be counted as much money.

Powell and Johnson only sold more than twenty bottles of magic potion. The store comes with a wooden suitcase with suitable grooves inside. They are padded with sheepskin, and the glass bottle is plugged into it to ensure that it is not damaged by bumps and damage as much as possible.

The whole transaction inspection took a whole morning, and Powell and Johnson were trembling when they came out. As long as they transported the freight in the box back, they would earn at least three thousand gold coins.

"Why is this magical material in Hanfeng City so cheap?"

When he walked out of the store, Johnson felt incredible. He was an illusionist and used expensive materials to cast spells. Just a comparison, you can tell that the profit is amazing.

"Don't worry about that, let's go back today. We can rush back to Banshee Castle in four or five days faster. Let's make the money first." Powell was even more anxious and just wanted to make money.

The carriage from Hanfeng City to Danwu Town is one day in the morning and evening, and I can’t leave at noon. The two bought the ticket first, and then sent the suitcase containing the potions to the materials store. They decided to have a meal and take a tour of Hanfeng City.

"Victor Hugo has indeed spent a lot of effort on this city." Powell walked in the square market in the city center, feeling moved in the face of the dazzling array of goods.

"The city was not so clean before, and the vendors who set up stalls always evade. The streets always smelled of feces and urine. Not only were people drowning everywhere, but also animals who pulled carts also had diarrhea everywhere."

A carriage passed by the square, pulling boxes of goods. A horse manure bag was forced to hang on the horse's butt. It was such a simple measure to save a lot of sanitary risks.

As for people, there are toilets in all corners of the square, and patrolling urban management walks back and forth to ensure hygiene and order.

Powell has passed through the square in the city center countless times, which is the face of the long-legged family. After all, there must be a place in the city that can be seen to welcome foreign guests and hold festive ceremonies.

Even in such a place, the corners are filled with garbage and sewage. Every time a big man comes, the Inspection Office will temporarily send someone to fill in some fine sand to make the scene look better. Usually, they don’t care at all.

Now the square has been repaved with floor tiles, and the garbage in the corners has been cleaned up. The narrow road surface has been widened into two-way two-way lanes. The area of ​​the square has been expanded four times, and the space is instantly felt open.

The surrounding buildings have been cleared, and new houses built urgently are generally built with three floors. The building materials are temporarily made of wood, and if you have money in the future, you will need to replace the stones. Use 'fossils to make mud' to build more than five floors.

"This is indeed much more grand than in the past." Powell reluctantly admitted this. All buildings are very new, and the new regime has a new look, which has solved many employment problems by the way.

There are several newly opened restaurants near the square that serve some simple food. Powell saw many familiar faces, all of whom were the family chefs of the great nobles in the past, but now they have changed to ordinary people.

"Do you want to try it?" Powell suggested.

Johnson shook his head, "I'd better go to the Wizards Tower, which should provide more refined food. Sitting with vulgar coolies and small merchants would make me feel uncomfortable."

The two had their own plans, so they separated temporarily and agreed to return to the square before departure in the afternoon. Powell walked into a restaurant near the square. The chef knew him and walked out to say hello.

"Powell, are you still alive?" The chef was originally from a long-legged family. He was surprised to see the spy coming. "I thought you were dead somewhere."

Powell sat down in the restaurant, shook his head with a wry smile, "I did almost die several times."

The spy and the chef were not familiar with each other in the past, but now things change, and the only similar experiences in the past have actually led to the relationship between the two parties.

"Is it true that the newspapers in the city said that Pheles died in Banshee Castle with long legs?"

"Yes, I died miserably, and I even collected his body."

"So there is no longer a long-legged family?"

"It's gone, it's gone half a year ago. The Buqi family swallowed the remnants of the long-legged family."

"The same is true for us. Old Bank surrendered to Lord Hugo, and no one dared to resist. I really didn't expect that in just one and a half years, the long-legged family that occupied Hanfeng City for decades disappeared.

Last year, I was thinking about how to introduce my two sons to Pheles. I had long legs so that they could take over my job one day. I didn’t expect Pheles to die in front of me.”

"It's all the same. Last year, I thought that no matter how unlucky the Long Legs' Family was, I could always get back with the support of Banshee Castle. The result..."

The cook is also a vassal of the nobles and a vested interest in the past. Without the nobles, he felt a little lost. But Powell asked him if he still missed the past, and he shook his head...

"No one misses the past, and all the people who miss it have been cleared." The chef shook his head and said, "It's not surprising that the long-legged family lost. Your Excellency Hugo is too strong.

Look at how much the city has changed. What Changle Family has not been able to do in the past few decades, and His Excellency Hugo has done in just one year of ruling Hanfeng City.”

The chef's expression is indescribable, and he seems to be very depressed and melancholy, and he also brings some new life.

"Slaves can walk around the streets openly, tenants do not need to pay heavy taxes, women can show up generously, and all the gangsters and bullies in the city are being cleaned up. The inspection office will no longer arrest people casually, but will instead help residents in the territory.

Even opening a restaurant is very simple, so there is no need to worry about someone suddenly coming to close my door. Now more than 100,000 people inside and outside the city are fanatically worshiping the Lord's Lord, and what he said is more effective than the gods.

Lord Hugo kept promoting and implementing his new policy. He said that women could get married at the age of 18. If anyone said such words in the past, no one would pay attention to them. Even Pheles had long legs and ordered them, it would be useless, and it would only cause jokes.

But there are special lecturers in the city who go to the streets, markets, and villages and towns every day to talk about the benefits of women getting married and having children later.

At the beginning, everyone was resistant. But after half a year of talk, everyone also recognized the will of the lord. Many of the friends I know who were originally going to marry their daughter this year, all of them were postponed.

Blatant disobedience is really punished.

You don't understand how terrible this is. The lord said he wanted to build a road, so he built it. He said he wanted to update the city, so he updated it. He said he wanted to reclaim the farmland, so he opened it. He said he wanted to dig a ditch, so he also dug it.

All the things that the leader did were accomplished. He even contained the kobolds and was given high salaries, so no one was allowed to bully them. In fact, everyone was worried that the city would become unrecognizable.

But so far, everything is pretty good.”

The chef was helpless. He lost the power of using the long-legged family to pretend to be powerful, but his life was indeed better. At most, the lowly class and even the alien race were on an equal footing with him, which made it difficult for him to adapt.

Revolution, revolution, this is the real revolution!

Powell was speechless and his mind was buzzing. The general trend was like this, and he couldn't resist it just because he wanted to. He didn't know what else to ask, at most it was like 'Is there enough food now' or something like that.

The chef nodded and smiled bitterly: "In the past, people would have frozen to death every winter, and this year it is rare. Refugees from other places can have hot porridge and a warm room to live in.

If you come back next year, the city will definitely be another. So I said that the long-legged family lost without any worries, and no one is the opponent of Your Excellency Hugo. He is so strong."
Chapter completed!