Two potholes as big as one person appeared on the floor of the room. Balal and Ural were lying in them, their whole bodies twitching and their tongues numb, unable to do anything but think. However, Gottfried was very thoughtful and wrote the integral problems in front of their eyes, so that they could think about these ten mathematical problems even when they were convulsing.
It was around 11 o'clock in the evening that the numbness symptoms improved slightly. But Barral was already crying because of the math problem in front of him: "What on earth is written here? I haven't even learned addition. Brother, have you solved it?"
Ural's eyes were looking straight at the ten math problems, and the corners of his mouth were dripping like a demented person. Balal's words brought him back from his daze. He painfully grabbed his head and shook it from side to side, then nodded up and down:
"I don't understand it at all. But this is a great opportunity for us to change our career. I have to work hard to figure it out. Baral, don't be idle. Review the basic knowledge of that teacher, and then come and help me."
"Brother, I think it's better to forget it." Barral cried, "The students and teachers in this college are not normal people!"
Ural shook his head, braced himself, and looked at the math problems on the ground with wide eyes: "No, the only ones with brain problems should be the students from the engineering school and this math teacher. The soldier who sent us here also said that alchemy is The college has a very unfriendly attitude towards the School of Engineering, so there should be normal people there. As long as we successfully enroll, we will be able to escape the sea of misery."
"Is it really going so smoothly? The teacher also said that you have to do this question every day after entering school..."
Barral whispered. Suddenly, he noticed something, raised his nose and sniffed carefully: "Brother, do you smell anything burning?"
"Smell of burning?" Ural looked up and looked around for a while, but found nothing burning. But the burning smell became stronger and stronger. He couldn't help but walk out of the room, only to see thick smoke coming out of a teaching building window, and the faint light of fire could be seen inside.
"Oops, it's the school building in the north, the alchemy campus! The Alchemy Academy is on fire!"
"Is it so lively?" Barral stuck his head out, "There are chairs and wine inside. Do you want me to go outside and buy some food and drinks?"
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Ural was so angry that he gave Barral a headache: "Idiot! Is this the time to watch the excitement? We will have classes there in the future! Find someone to put out the fire!"
So the two thieves rushed out of the school building and ran along the avenue while shouting at the top of their lungs: "Fire! Come and put out the fire!"
But contrary to their anxious movements, the teachers and students of the college seemed to be completely unable to cheer up for the fire. Barral and Ural shouted for a long time before a man in a nightgown walked out of the room sleepily and walked slowly towards the burning school building.
"Are you the only one?" Ural chased after him and shouted, "The alchemy campus is on fire. We need someone to bring water to put out the fire!"
But the man said impatiently: "Please lower your voice, what time is it? Everyone is sleeping. I just got up to go to the toilet, otherwise I wouldn't have come out."
"Are you awake?" Ural grabbed his ear and shouted in his ear, "It's on fire! The house! The Alchemy Academy!"
"I know, the Alchemy School is on fire. There are 366 fires there a year, and everyone is tired of seeing it." The man glanced at the burning school building, and then yawned, "Just light a fire, why are you making such a fuss? ?Freshman? No more talking, I'm going back to sleep."
Ural stood there stupidly. He found that what his brother said was absolutely correct. Whether it was the engineering department or the alchemy department, there was no normal person in this academy!
After a long time, he asked: "Baral, how much money do we still have with us?"
Barral took out his money bag and looked at it: "There are about seventy Nomisma."
"The plan has changed, we will not enroll in school!"
"Brother, are we going back to our old business?"
"Why do you want to return to your old business? The savings of sixty Nomisma is enough for a person to live in the Alemanni Federation for ten years!" Ural shook his hair in high spirits, "Take this as the cost and buy a batch of cheap ones on the spot. Sulfa, go back. Why are you being an alchemist? From today on, we will change our careers to be businessmen!"
"Starting from tomorrow." Barral corrected seriously, "It's almost past twelve o'clock now."
However, the next day, when they slapped the money on the table boldly and shouted that they should all be replaced with sulfonamides, the businessman behind the table looked at them with a strange look on his face, and then pushed the money back. .
"This is your first time doing business here," he said. "Businessmen who often come here know that Gotland is in urgent need of food, and the transactions between caravans basically use food instead of gold coins."
"Real or false?" It was the first time Ural had heard of such a thing. If it is true, as the businessman said, that food can be used instead of gold coins in Gotland, then Sweden has already entered a food crisis. But they also saw a large amount of food being shipped out at the port.
"Hey, how should I put it? The King of Sweden was delayed for too long when he went to the east to plunder. When he came back, he had missed the planting season. After Gotland became prosperous, the need for food increased greatly. The King of Heroes came back again. We were urged to transport food to Vinland. If the caravans hadn’t brought food, we would have been hungry even if we had gold coins.”
"I see, this is indeed our first time doing business here." Ural said, "But gold coins should also be usable, right? There's no rule that they can only be exchanged for food, right?"
"Other goods are acceptable, only sulfa is not acceptable. Without the permission of the King of Sweden, caravans cannot buy sulfa in Gotland. In the words of the King of Sweden, sulfa is a medicine that cures diseases and saves lives, not a commodity with huge profits. "
Ural took out a few gold coins and pushed them in the direction of the merchant: "Can you make it easier and sell us a small batch privately?"
"It's not that I won't sell it. The port is now very strictly inspected. Even if I sell it to you, you won't be able to take sulfa out of Gotland. If it is traced, I will be deported. If you just want to do business, I suggest you Let’s buy some other goods.”
Ural frowned. Buying sulfa from Gotland and then selling it to Tianfang Empire is the most profitable trade route. If you switch to any other product, it will not be so profitable.
“So how do you get permission to buy sulfa?”
"You should go to the King of Sweden to apply! Yesterday evening, the Flying Zealander returned to Hong Kong, and the King of Sweden should be on board!"
