Patton was an ordinary civilian.
He worked as an accountant at a clothing store in Denton, earning 10 gold coins and 62 silver coins a year.
Barton's wife was a cook at a bakery, earning a maximum of 5 gold coins a year.
This income allows them to live a very comfortable life.
In particular, Barton's wife always managed to bring back some leftover bread from the bakery.
This saved them a lot of money.
The couple had a good income, but they were just working-class people in Denton.
However, everything is subject to comparison.
The young couple, who had a decent income, couldn't bear to buy even a pound of Tankar Elf white bread all year round.
In the evening, as Barton entered his home from get off work, he was greeted by a wonderfully fragrant aroma of meat.
Patton swallowed hard.
"Honey? Is today a special day?" Barton followed the aroma to the dining table.
A newspaper was placed on the dining table.
The headline on the front page, bolded and highlighted in black, read:
[An unprecedented shopping festival: Emerald City's Crazy Saturday!]
No text description is needed; the product images are displayed below the title, along with the original price crossed out with a black horizontal line and the discounted price in bold.
【Tankar Elf Bread】
Original price: 2 gold coins (crossed out)
Crazy Saturday Discount Price: 20 Silver Coins.
Patton's eyes widened.
He felt he had been scammed by a low-class tabloid.
"Damn tabloids!"
"All you ever do is talk nonsense..."
His words of complaint stuck in his throat, and his eyes were so wide they looked like they were about to pop out of their sockets.
Simply because the newspaper is called "World Gossip Entertainment Weekly".
How does a gossip magazine grow and become a major player?
The answer is simple—public credibility.
"World Gossip Entertainment Weekly" can be protected; the content appearing in its own newspaper is 100% true.
In other words, if this matter is published in "World Gossip Entertainment Weekly", then it must be true.
Is this true?
This is actually true!
At this moment, his wife came out carrying a fragrant braised beef dish.
"You're back?" his wife asked, noticing the newspaper in Barton's hand. "Let's go to the shopping festival the day after tomorrow!"
"Although I might not be able to snag that limited-quantity elf white bread, I see that a lot of things are very cheap!"
Patton then realized what was happening.
Emerald City?
Why does that sound so familiar?
Emerald City... Emerald City?!
Isn't this the old hideout of that outlaw?
Barton's face turned green. "No, no, no, we can't go! Emerald City is the same as Campbell!"
His wife rolled her eyes. "That place was taken over by nobles a long time ago, and it's now called Emerald City!"
"The lord is a duchess."
Patton's wife recounted the story with great familiarity.
Patton: "How did you know?"
How can you be so sure this isn't a lie?
"What if these are those outlaws..." Barton stopped mid-sentence, no longer believing it himself.
The credibility of "World Gossip Entertainment Weekly" speaks for itself.
If something like that really happened, the newspaper's owner could offer a hefty reward to wipe out the bandits' hideout.
The wife pointed to the fragrant braised beef on the table, "This is what I bought with the gift coupons that were given away in today's newspaper."
"Oh my god! That person!"
"I almost couldn't buy it."
"You only have a few copper coins in your pocket. Is it really necessary for them to rip you off with so much beef?"
Patton's wife berated him, one sentence at a time.
"Fine, if you don't want to go, then don't! I've already made plans with my sister the day after tomorrow! If you guys aren't going, we'll go by ourselves! Humph!"
Patton panicked. "How can this be?! No way! I'll go with you..."
Similar conversations occur in different corners of the world.
Inside a magic tower:
"Teacher, they sell centaur hair in Emerald City. The price... is so cheap!"
The elderly mage frowned slightly: "Emerald City? There's been quite a conflict there with the association lately."
The young magic apprentice's eyes were filled with reluctance. "Ah? Then... we can't go?"
The elderly monk coughed and said, "You can go, but you must conceal your identity."
In a castle:
"My dear, didn't you want a messenger bird from Sky City?" The slightly overweight nobleman leaned closer to his beautiful wife, his belly protruding.
His wife glanced at him and said casually, "Haven't you ever been able to get in line?"
The slightly plump nobleman patted his chest confidently, "No need to queue! We'll go directly to the Emerald City to pick up the goods the day after tomorrow!"
A restaurant:
"Chef! This place says that only floating islands in Emerald City have giant-sized ingredients!!"
"What?! Is this true?"
"It's true! It's being sold right here! It's an article published in World Entertainment Weekly, so it can't be wrong!"
"And this price... wow!"
"Pack your things! Let's go now!" the head chef ordered.
Just kidding, this thing is extremely rare!
They had to queue up overnight!
What if I can't buy it?
Many people around the world decide to travel to this place called Emerald City on Saturday.
...
Time slipped away quietly amidst the busy preparations.
Saturday is here in the blink of an eye.
That day, Li Aili got up very early.
With a 'thump thump thump', Li Aili ran all the way down the stairs.
"Good morning, Conrad!"
"I'll keep breakfast simple today; I need to save room for the shopping festival."
She quickly drank a cup of milk tea and ate a small egg and cucumber salad sandwich, all in less than 5 minutes.
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