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Volume 7 Ending (1)

The water vapor on the traveler's body evaporated at every moment, even in the vast land of the distant horizon, could not see any tall trees, only weeds with heights not exceeding the insteps, scattered in clusters in the east and west. Even in the city, yellow sand floating in the wind can be seen.

But this is a key trade route. Here, even if you just simply set up a shed for cool off on the road, it can attract a large number of travelers to visit. If you plant a few big trees next to the shed to provide cool water, fresh fruits, and simple wine and vegetables, then this will become a luxury station on the commercial road. As long as you guard this shed, gold coins will roll in.

The only such shed nearby was built by a local master named Yezidzad. Many others had built sheds here before, but the scale was smaller than this one, and somehow, each one went bankrupt for no reason after a few days of building it.

You can see Jezidzade himself in the shed at three or four o'clock every afternoon. He is always wearing an expensive yellow robe, a red felt hat, and lying on a chair with a thick stack of paper full of numbers, and a young maid fanning him. He is famous for his kindness and kindness. If anyone has something to look for him and cannot enter his yard for various reasons, then this is the best time.

Today, a middle-aged man came to ask him for help.

"You said you were going to buy a house... and you were still missing 150 gold coins. Want me to lend it to you?"

Yezidzad looked at the appearance and clothes of the visitor with his face. Although this person was his old acquaintance, it was always right to look at him carefully.

"Yes, lord, my original house caught fire and the whole family has no place to live now." The visitor rubbed his hands nervously, "I know this is a large amount, but you know mine. I am doing a very good business. I will definitely be able to pay back the money. I can also pay a little interest..."

"Interest?" Yezidzad's voice became higher, "Brother, are you trying to kill me to go to hell after death? You and I are both brothers of the same clan. I cannot accept interest from you, otherwise God will blame me."

"Yes, yes, yes," said the person who came with a smile, "The master lent us money and never charges interest. I came to ask you for help because I knew this."

"Even if there is no interest, I have a huge debt of one hundred and fifty gold coins on my back, that's a lot of pressure." Yezidza nodded with a smile, "Let's do this, I will buy that house directly and lend it to your family. When you have money, I will buy this house from me. How about that?"

"Thank you for your grace," the visitor nodded and said, "I just don't know how to calculate the rent? When should I buy this house?"

"The rent is just thirty gold coins a year. However, I am not a charity person, so I will give you ten years... In ten years, you will give me a total of 150 gold coins at one time, so that the house will belong to you, and you don't have to continue paying the rent. But if I can't give it to you at that time, or if the rent is cut off during the period... I have to drive you out of the house, is that okay?"

"Yes, absolutely." The visitor nodded violently, "Thank you, Master, I will definitely pay the rent and principal in full."

A burst of laughter came from the side:

"The rent of thirty gold coins per year, plus the principal of 150 gold coins that you have to pay back ten years later, will you need 450 gold coins in total? You said that you cannot collect interest on your mortgage, but I think the interest rate on your loan is very high."

"Who is talking nonsense there?" Yezidzadeh glanced in the direction where the sound came. At the corner of the shed, he saw a lonely traveler, who looked quite poor, wearing a camel-hair dress, with several holes in the clothes, and colorful patches. On the table in front of him, there was only a bowl of water without adding anything.

Before Yezidzadeh got angry, the middle-aged man who came to borrow money had already pointed at the traveler and scolded: "What does this have to do with you? Come here to find trouble!"

"Yes, I didn't lend him a loan, so why should I talk about collecting interest?" Yezidzad stared at the traveler unhappily, "I just rented his house and collected some rent. Even before God, I dared to straighten my back and argue!"

The man didn't say much, shook his head coldly, and took a sip of the clear water in front of him. Then, he seemed to have thought of something again, and took out a dirty small package from his shriveled bag. He opened the package, which contained a dozen dead locusts. But he saw him put the locusts one by one on the table, and then he even chewed them with relish.

"pauper."

Yezidzadeh snorted and continued to do his own business.

The sun was sinking, and accompanied by a crisp sound of bells, a camel caravan appeared on the road. They tied the camels to the trees and walked into the shed.

"Come some fermented grape juice." said the businessman in the lead. "If you have some fruit, I'm thirsty."

Shujah heard the sound a little familiar. When he looked up, he couldn't help but smile when he saw the merchant:

"Shujah, why are you here? I remember you just passed by here last month and said you were going to do business east. Is this a robber halfway? "

"Don't mention it, the business in the east cannot be completed."

The businessman named Shujah sat in a depressed manner on the chair and finished a bowl of water that the friend brought to him in one bite.

"Can't do it? What happened?" Yezidzad suddenly sat upright. This is an important trade route to the east. If the business in the east cannot be completed, the business of his shed will definitely be greatly affected.

"Something happened inside the 'Dragon'." Shujah said as he sighed, "I was first hit by a locust plague, and then a flood. Recently, it seems that the black disease has also spread. The civilians over there began to rebel when they saw that they could not survive. The access to their capital has been blocked by a rebel army and cannot get through."

"I dare not go there?" Yezidzad smiled, "Aren't we fighting there all the time? Should you go, don't you go?"
Chapter completed!
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