The next day.

Zhang Feng slept until the sun hit his butt before getting up.

"I am also very carefree..."

Seeing the sun rising high in the sky, Zhang Feng felt a little self-deprecating.

Last night I was still worried about being cheated by Pansy, and was trying to find a solution, but I fell asleep while thinking about it.

I went to the kitchen, found a relatively clean iron pot, washed it with water, and then boiled a large pot of hot water.

Zhang Feng first poured some of the boiled water into another smaller pot, preparing to let it cool down and use it as drinking water for today. Zhang Feng couldn't drink that sour beer, so it was better to drink more hot water.

Zhang Feng didn't care and signed it happily.

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Listening to these people's discussions and thinking about the people who left in a hurry last night, Zhang Feng frowned, feeling that there must be some connection between the two things.

Zhang Feng was sure that Pansy was hiding something from him, so he had to find a way to get some information out of her.

"It should be authentic. Both the City Hall and the City Lord's Mansion have stamped it, and there is also the handprint of Baron Charles."

"Okay, I'll buy it!"

"Of course, our city hall has all the necessary formalities. Please rest assured that I would never deceive a nobleman in a contract!"

"Morning... Good morning."

Zhang Feng rolled his eyes and said:

Zhang Feng looked indifferent.

"Mr. Pansy seems to be worried about something?"

Zhang Feng was a little surprised to hear the news.

After all, there wasn't much food in the bag, and if he ate to his heart's content, he would probably finish it in one day. However, when he thought of the black bread that he had seen in the market before that could be used as a weapon, Zhang Feng felt a dull pain in his gums.

"Uh, no, no, I don't have such great power. It's the City Hall and the City Lord's Mansion. I'm just an errand boy!"

"I don't even think Lord Charles himself can afford it..."

Zhang Feng deliberately didn't mention the title, but only said that he was interested in the territory, because after all, his current character is a "noble", and he is a person who already has a title, so as to avoid being exposed. He guessed that Pan Xi, as an errand boy, would definitely get a large commission. Pan Xi hesitated for a long time, but he couldn't resist the temptation of gold coins. Zhang Feng guessed correctly that if he could sell the title, he could get a large commission.

"Mr. Pansy?"

In fact, Zhang Feng only needed to sign and seal the contract. Many parts of the contract had been filled in, and even Charles's fingerprints were on it.

"Baron Charles is selling his title, along with his territory and personal wealth, for only 100 gold coins?"

"Ah? Then is the sale of your title legal?"

The tension, fatigue, helplessness and other negative emotions of the past three days seemed to be swept away. Looking at the blue sky outside the window, listening to the chirping of birds in the trees, and especially looking at his own big house, Zhang Feng now felt that traveling here was not so unacceptable.

"Mr. Zhang Feng, please speak."

While thinking, Zhang Feng discovered that there seemed to be some notice posted on the bulletin board in front of him, and a group of people were surrounding it.

"Then why don't you want this noble title? Don't you want to be a noble? You can just sell it to your own people at a low price!"

"It's hard to say. I heard that Hongye City has not been able to make money for the City Lord's Mansion. Are they really going to give up on us?"

It is human instinct to watch the fun, and Zhang Feng was no exception. He ran over happily.

Then he poured the remaining water into the wooden barrel, added some cold water and when the water temperature was about right, he took off all his clothes, jumped into the barrel, and took a good hot bath.

But it doesn’t matter, Zhang Feng doesn’t care about these things.

Speaking of people, Zhang Feng felt that he should hire some servants. After all, it would be too lonely to be alone in such a big house. Anyway, he had money now and could afford it.

Pansy was a little surprised to meet Zhang Feng here, and her expression looked a little unnatural.

Then, if they sold it cheaply to their own people, everyone would get less gold coins, and no one would be willing to buy it. If they sold it expensively, no one would be able to afford it! So in the end, they came up with a solution: sell the title and territory to other nobles or big merchants, and then divide the gold coins equally. "

Zhang Feng asked with some curiosity.

"No, no."

Pansy waved her hands repeatedly, but the more she did so, the more Zhang Feng felt that he was hiding something.

Almost none of these civilians could read, and they were surprised when they heard Zhang Feng's words.

However, one detail was noticed. There was a clause in the contract that allowed Pansy to leave after Zhang Feng became the mayor of Hongye City.

"Of course not, everyone wants to be a noble!"

"Ah...Mr. Zhang Feng?"

"Is he going to leave our Red Leaf City?"

"Comfortable~"

Pansy organized her words and continued.

“But the situation here is a little special. First of all, there is only one noble title, but there are more than a dozen lords in the city hall, so it is impossible to divide it.

He simply wanted to buy a noble title and experience what it was like to be a real noble.

There is one thing Pansy didn't say, which is that the current Red Leaf City may be destroyed at any time. If you become the lord of Red Leaf City, you must revive Red Leaf City. Otherwise, it will be meaningless to spend the gold coins to buy a dead city.

Zhang Feng was a little surprised and read it out loud subconsciously.

“I see…”

Zhang Feng asked casually.

"This is an opportunity to become a noble, but 100 gold coins is too expensive. I doubt that no one in Hongye City can come up with so many gold coins..."

"Good morning."

Arriving at Hongye City Market, Zhang Feng felt that there were not as many people in the market today as yesterday, and many stalls were empty.

Can a noble title be sold? And it’s so cheap?

After taking a shower and soaking a few compressed biscuits in boiling water for a simple breakfast, Zhang Feng prepared to go to the market to buy some supplies.

Pansy thought about it. Anyway, the previous contract had been signed, and Zhang Feng had no way to regret it. Now it was another opportunity to make money, and he must seize it! So he pulled Zhang Feng to a corner where no one was, and whispered mysteriously: "Baron Charles has passed away!"

Hearing Zhang Feng's words, Pansy was excited. He could get one tenth of the 100 gold coins! He could earn 10 gold coins yesterday! Although Zhang Feng didn't have 100 gold coins, he had something else.

In fact, 100 gold coins are already a lot, but Zhang Feng does not understand the purchasing power of gold coins in this world. After all, he only used three items to exchange for half a city yesterday.

"You also sold the title of Charles?"

"Why would Baron Charles sell his title?"

Zhang Feng touched his chin. He knew Pan Xi must be hiding something, but he didn't need to ask, he had already guessed it. After all, a city without a leader would be in panic, especially when he thought about some wealthy people who left with supplies last night. He knew that the situation in Hongye City itself was not very good.

"Just tell me what happened in Hongye City recently, or what you are hiding from me. Don't worry, I will never pursue it. Even if you make money from my gold coins, I will not pursue it. You know, I am not short of gold coins!"

"I am very interested in the territory here. If you can agree to one condition, I will buy it."

A shadow suddenly appeared. Looking at the figure passing by like a small mountain, Zhang Feng greeted it.

"Could this be fake?"

After returning home with Pansy, Zhang Feng took out a few bottles of beer and a pack of compressed biscuits. Pansy signed the contract with him with shining eyes.

With the gold coins in his pocket, Zhang Feng walked carefully, fearing that he might step on a landmine. He finally understood why those ancient Western men loved to wear high heels.

Pansy performed a not-so-standard aristocratic salute and presented the noble medal representing the baron.

"I'm a noble now? It doesn't seem to be any different!"

Zhang Feng didn't feel any shock.

At the same time, in the castle hall.

"Ma'am, we might be in trouble."