Chapter 291: Thunder Explosion (Part 1)
The next morning.
The sun shines through the mist, and the morning dawn begins.
Peddlers have already started walking on the streets, and roadside vendors have just started to take care of their business for the new day.
The slaves responsible for cleaning the streets also began to clean up the garbage and fallen leaves on the Nerva Avenue under the supervision of the soldiers, welcoming the arrival of a new day.
Although people in this era did not pay much attention to the appearance of the city, and sewage and filth were an indispensable part of the city, the Via Nerva was, after all, the face of the entire city of Basel and the main city road that led directly to the royal palace.
Therefore, under the cleaning of the slaves, the stone-paved Nerva Avenue gradually became brighter.
Squeak...
The wheels of the carriage rolled over the uneven cobblestone road. A gorgeously decorated aristocratic carriage was slowly moving along the Nerva Avenue towards the outside of the city.
Count Gilman was leaning back in the carriage, dozing off with his eyes half closed.
Yesterday he was like a dead tree that has finally come back to life, like a long drought that has finally come to life. A night of fierce fighting had left him physically and mentally exhausted. In addition, he had to get up early today and travel far back to his earldom, so he leaned back in the carriage and felt drowsy.
The carriage was not moving very fast, so even though it was a bit bumpy, Count Gilman was able to gradually fall into a half-asleep and half-awake state.
only……
"A new day! A new beginning! All wines are 10% off!"
Just when Count Gilman was about to fall asleep, a hoarse roar made him jump up from the seat, and his head came into close contact with the roof of the car.
"Ouch!"
Count Gilman held his head and wailed.
The carriage stopped.
The driver was so frightened that he knelt down beside the carriage, crying, "My Lord Earl, this is really none of my business..."
"What's going on up ahead? Who's shouting there?" Count Gilman said with a gloomy face.
“Wine is on sale today! Don’t miss it if you pass by!”
alright!
Now I heard it clearly, it was a guy selling wine!
"Damn it! Whose shop is this? It's just selling wine, why are you making such a fuss?!" Earl Gilman said dissatisfiedly.
"My Lord Earl, perhaps because of Moore Wine Industry, it is said that the wine merchants in the south of Basel are going crazy..." the servant at the side replied hurriedly.
"Oh? Moore Wines?"
Upon hearing this, Earl Gilman immediately became interested.
After all, he was the first customer received by the Norman family, and at that time, Moore Winery's wine could still be bought in the Norman family's store! (Chapter 190) However... due to the intrigues and exchange of interests among the nobles, the Norman family eventually removed the sales counter of Moore Winery, an outsider, which made Earl Gilman feel particularly sorry at the time.
"You mean... Moore Wine is back?!" Earl Gilman was surprised.
Without the protection of the Norman family and Queen Alanna, how could Moore Wine, an outsider from the Norman Empire, continue to survive in the Kingdom of Basel? "I don't know the details, but it is said that Moore Wine started selling wine in other parts of the Kingdom of Basel a few days ago." The servant said cautiously.
For the Basel nobles, wine is a necessity in life.
It is for this reason that after the Moore wine industry was expelled, the sales of wine by southern nobles were booming.
"My Lord Earl, would you like to come in and take a look? All wines are reduced by 10%!" The merchant who ran the shop obviously saw Earl Gilman not far away and came over happily.
Although Earl Gilman is also a southern nobleman, the wine producing area and market are always controlled by a few great southern nobles, and other nobles cannot get involved at all, so... he never has a good face towards these wine merchants from the south.
"Hmph!" Count Gilman shook his sleeves, snorted coldly, and got into the carriage.
If this guy hadn't been yelling there just now, how could I have hit my head in a half-asleep state? Do you want me to buy you some wine?
Dream on!
And... when Count Gilman thought of the vendor shouting at the top of his voice in the street, he wanted to leave quickly.
I am a respectable nobleman!
How could they stay in front of such a rude and barbaric shop? The Norman family had a profound impact on the nobles of the Kingdom of Basel. After they experienced the 360-degree all-round caring service of the Norman family, when they looked back at the shops they had visited, they felt that they were a bit cheap.
Not to mention the wine shop in front of you where the vendor is shouting at the top of his voice.
Basel South Wine, even dogs won’t buy it! Just as I was about to ask the driver to leave, there was another commotion outside.
Count Gilman stuck his head out curiously, and saw that a large group of people had gathered at the door of the shop at some point.
"You diluted the wine with water, where is your conscience!!"
"Down with the unscrupulous vendors selling inferior wine!"
They cursed loudly and held signs and banners in their hands. Count Gilman took a closer look...
Yo ho!
But the wine sold by this vendor is of varying quality and tastes! Wait...
The taste of wine...
Seeing this, Earl Gilman seemed to have thought of something.
Since the wines of Moore Wine Industry disappeared some time ago, southern wines were the only choice for Basel nobles most of the time.
However, although these wines all have exquisite packaging and wooden boxes, the taste of some wines is very different.
The original explanation given by the store was that the buyer did not store the wine properly, which caused the wine to have an odor.
But……
Looking at the indignant condemnations of those people not far away, Earl Gilman couldn't help but think of a possibility.
Could it be that the wine I drank was also adulterated? "If there is nothing wrong with your wine, why are you selling it at a discount?! Moreover, my master got sick after drinking your wine, you must give me an explanation!"
“That’s right!”
Everyone present immediately started shouting.
As they shouted, the crowd began to rush into the store.
The vendor was just a small wine seller. How could he have seen such a scene? Seeing these people rushing into the store angrily, he immediately panicked: "This is the best wine from the south of Basel! How could there be a problem..."
Before he could finish his words, an egg flew out from somewhere and hit the businessman on the head.
"Smash this store!"
I don't know who took the lead, but the crowd started rushing into the store.
"Soldier! Call the patrol!"
The businessman was pinned down by several big men, crying helplessly.
The crowd became chaotic.
Some people were beating up the vendor, some were searching the shop, and some were looking around for any traces of patrol officers.
As the noise grew louder, curious pedestrians began to gather on the street.
Watching the angry crowd around him start to roar spontaneously, and doubts about these wines gradually spread, a few guys in the crowd looked at each other and gradually disappeared in the chaotic crowd.
Mission accomplished, call it a day! No more for today
(End of this chapter)
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