The giant city of Gelfindor is divided into three levels, with the Domir River flowing from east to west.
The noble mages, city lords and core nobles live in the central city above the water source.
The middle city is a commercial and transportation hub inhabited by half-elves, humans, and some high-income subraces.
Finally, there are the industrial outer cities where demihumans and some half-animal demihumans live, and some subsidiary towns beyond.
Facing the northern plains, the outer city is not as prosperous as the middle city. Most residents can only engage in low-return manual labor or worse.
Sam's Tavern is a tavern on Glass Street in Lower City.
Unlike the taverns in Midtown that cater to adventurers, the regular customers here are migrant workers, porters, fishermen and farmers, and the rough barley wine here sometimes even contains dregs.
But in Xiacheng District, it is already one of the few entertainment venues.
"Little Sam, give me a glass of wheat wine."
The bear-headed man wearing brown and black linen clothes was looking for a seat in front of the bar.
Unfortunately, the seats in the tavern were already full, and there were many people standing. Many looked at the bear-headed man with disgust.
"Rolt, Sam's Tavern will not sell you any more drinks. You already owe my old man 75 silver coins. Unless you hand over your wife and children to pay off the debt, Sam's Tavern will not welcome you again in the future. "
The bear-headed man was furious and slapped the bar table with his dark brown palms.
"Call old Sam out. If I hadn't helped him, he would have been beaten to death by those gangsters in the cannery!"
Sam's Tavern was opened by old Sam twenty years ago. At that time, old Sam received a sum of money from his father's pension.
Sam, who just wants to live a peaceful life, bought this store through his father's friends, but he also used up all the favors left by his father.
It is not an easy task to open a tavern. In addition to legal store business qualifications, you also need legal and high-quality supply of goods, as well as sufficient force to deter.
In the old days, there were three forces in Glass Street. One was an alliance of workers from the largest glass manufacturing factory next to Glass Street. Most of these workers were local residents in this area, so they were the largest and most powerful.
The second one is the technical secondary school station located at the transportation terminal not far from the glass factory. Although the number of people is small, there are not many people to mess with because of the background of the transportation terminal.
Finally, there are retail investors like Lao Sam who settled in Glass Street for various reasons. Because of the exclusion of the "Glass Gang", they spontaneously help each other to form a force.
When Old Sam's tavern first opened, it was often harassed by the "Glass Gang", who either refused to pay for the drinks or made trouble after drinking. Thanks to the help of friends from the surrounding "retail investor gang", the tavern gradually stabilized, and one of them was the young Rolt.
"The old guy has retired. I will have the final say in the tavern from now on. The kindness you mentioned can help you pay off the 75 silver coins."
When old Sam opened the tavern, little Sam had just remembered. Now, little Sam has inherited the tavern that has taken root, but Rolt can't even afford to pay for the drinks due to repeated unemployment.
"It's not like I can't afford the repayment! Just wait, I'm going to get the money right now, you brat, when I taught those gangsters from the Glass Gang a lesson, you would just hide behind and cry!"
"Rolt, no matter how much money you take from Aunt Manjane, I will never sell you wine again, I said it. I have already stated the conditions for you to drink. Let Aunt Manjane go." And Xiaote.”
Rolt's eyes were fierce, as if he wanted to eat little Sam:
"That bitch asked you to do this, right? Did she give you all the money she hid! Damn you!"
Rolt was about to have a seizure as he spoke, but the two strong men sitting next to him also stood up.
Rolt looked at little Sam angrily, and after struggling, he said viciously, "Wait for me!" and left the tavern with a heavy breath.
Little Sam looked at Rolt's retreating back quietly, and he didn't know what he was thinking about in the haze in his eyes.
The glass factory has developed better over the years, and many outsiders from the old days have become employees of the glass factory.
When Rolt was young, he fought hard and was given a lot of money as a bodyguard by Old Sam. After getting married, he became lazy and lost several jobs because of alcoholism. He worked hard and was deducted from his wages because of laziness.
Over time, I felt that the pay for any job was too little, so I didn’t want to do any job.
Turning from the newly built gravel path on Glass Street to the deep muddy street, it seemed that God was targeting Rolt, and even the gravel road could not be repaired.
At home, Manzeni was kneading pieces of flax together and slowly turning them into long and thin threads, with teenage Xiaote also helping.
There is a small weaving factory not far from the glass manufacturing factory. The scale of the small weaving factory is not large, so I came up with a way to subcontract some simple procedures.
Nearby residents only need to pay a small deposit to take the processed materials from the weaving factory home for reprocessing, and then sell them back to the textile factory after they are made into twine needed by the textile factory. The income of a dozen copper coins is enough to feed the family.
Rolt opened the door and yelled:
"Smelly bitch! Get over here!"
Manzhenni looked in pain, and her body couldn't stop shaking instinctively. She quickly dropped the twine in her hand and moved all the thread to the corner. If it was damaged, she might not be able to get the money back.
"Xiaote, go back to the room quickly."
Xiao Te looked at his mother's trembling state, and tears almost flowed out of his eyes, but he still managed to hold back and ran to the room inside.
Rolt's patience was not enough and he had already walked to Manzenni.
Snapped--
The crisp sound made Rolt feel a surge of pleasure, as if the slap in the tavern had finally come down.
"Smelly bitch! You were the one who complained about me outside, right? Did you mean that I don't want to work?"
Rolt grabbed Manzenni's collar and used all the strength he had not used against the two strong men just now.
"Really! Ah? You think this family depends on you to support it, don't you! Do you think the two dollars you earn a day is a lot, don't you?
What's wrong with me taking your money to drink? What about when you take my money?
Before, that before...who made money in the family before! "
Rolt raised his hand and slapped her again. The half-bear's huge force hit Manzenni's face. After two slaps, Manzenni's face turned dark blue.
Manzenni had no strength to resist, and most of the food at home went into Lot's stomach. Not to mention that Lot was a bear-headed demi-human, so the strength of the two of them was not at the same level.
Based on Manzeni's understanding of her husband, she only had to endure the first few blows and then pretend to be stunned and the guy would stop.
After all, Rolt, who was used to idleness, still thought that he could continue to earn a little money to support his family.
"Stop! Stop hitting mom!"
A slightly childish voice came from inside the room.
Both Rolt and Manzeni looked at the voice coming from the other side of the room. Xiaote with small dark horns and a pale pink devil tail was standing in front of the door.
"You little bastard, you mess with me too, right..."
Rolt said as he walked towards Xiaote.
Manzenni grabbed Rolt's right arm, her eyes full of pleading, because Manzenni knew that this beast would not leave his child alone.
Rolt is a half-bear, and Manzenny is a half-human tiefling. The child born between them is named Xiaote, but he has no bear-like characteristics at all.
Xiaote has smooth skin, slender limbs, small horns on her head, and a tail just like her mother's.
Rolt, who was unemployed and degenerated, never even regarded this child as his own. If Manzenni hadn't been careful to protect him, Xiaote might have been strangled to death by Rolt when he was three years old.
"Stop Rolt."
This time the sound came from outside the door.
It was the two big men in the tavern.
Rolt looked at the two people with angry eyes, and asked them like a roar:
"You also want to take care of my household affairs? You know that you will be punished for breaking into a private house."
"Sheriff Ent is drinking in the tavern right now."
"Rolt, if your fist is hard enough, you can try to hit us. If not, just get out of here."
Ever since he began to lie at home with peace of mind, he was no longer the hot-blooded young man who dared to swing his fist at people taller than him when he was young.
Over the years, Rolt has only punched Manjani. Instead, he pretended to be "mature" on the outside. He said he had forgotten how to hit others.
Rolt ran away, leaving no harsh words this time.
Xiaote, who was standing at the door of the room, looked towards the direction Rolt was leaving with undisguised hatred. If the two big men did not appear, Xiaote would stab Rolt's throat with the knife hidden behind him.
Rolt walked down the street dejectedly, perhaps feeling a little relieved.
Rolt began to regret a little. Maybe he should have promised little Sam, maybe he could exchange some money on Manzenni's condition.
Maybe that little bastard is worth more. Some slave traders seem to like such watery goods.
Wait, then……
Before that, find a place to earn some money to make Manzeni relax her vigilance, and then go to find Sam to make her relax her vigilance...
Rolt was planning when he suddenly saw a notice paper at his feet.
"Recruitment
Recruit powerful workers such as bears, werewolves, tiger-headed people, etc. If you are strong, come to the big stage in the north. The work will be protected by silver warriors and escorts, safe and secure. Food and accommodation are included, five days off, two days off, five insurances and one gold. , a monthly income of two thousand silver coins will be deposited directly into your account
Note: For work, you need to go out of the city to the northern plains. There are special cars to pick you up and mercenary guards to protect you throughout the journey. There is also a salary return service, which can help you send your salary back home. "
Luo Er eagerly picked up the notice and looked around carefully.
"Haha, I really thought that those two small sums of money you earned were of no use. I really thought that this family relied on your two small sums of money!
Wait, wait for me. "
