Chapter 34: Brother, stop touching me and let’s have a concert

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"Mein Kampf", "The Sixth Brave Man and the Magical Industrial Revolution", "The Rise of the Eastern Kingdom", "The Demon King's Crusade Series (Volume 2) · Blot Handel's Memoirs of Ten Wars 01: From War to War". ....

These books were all recommended by Harry, and Peter decided to go back and read them first before going to the church to see them.

He held the book and marveled at the extent of papermaking technology in this world.

The whiteness, flexibility, and smoothness are quite good, and the printing process is also impeccable. This is by no means a book that can be produced by a small workshop, but requires a complete set of mature industrial systems as the basis.

Peter thought that with the development of papermaking technology to this extent, books would be very affordable. Unexpectedly, when he paid the bill, he suddenly returned to medieval prices——

"The total is 1 gold pound and 25 pence. Thank you for your patronage~"

"Damn, is it so expensive?"

The average price is 4 silver coins per book, which is simply not something that ordinary people can afford on a daily basis.

"Why is it so expensive? It's been this price for so many years."

Harry didn't think it was strange, "You didn't bring any money?"

So he took out two gold pounds.

"Go back and pay me back."

"No, I brought it with me, but the poor kid has never seen the world..."

Peter took out the gold coins from his pocket and figured it out.

How to read if you can't read? This thing is not for common people.

No wonder it is located on the same street as a luxury store. Books are luxury goods.

He also thought of the massive library-like collection of books in the Duke's house. Compared to this bookstore, he was pitifully small, and he couldn't help but have a new understanding of Ortiz's financial resources.

Wait, it’s a little strange, then why did Edmund’s butler say there are no books related to the brave...

Tadokoro Konno and Kai walked out of the dark corner of the bookstore carrying a bag full of books, both of them looking satisfied. A bag was dumped on the checkout counter. It was full of books with clean covers and no one knew what they were written on. Only the title and number were printed on them. They looked like they were different sequels of the same work.

Peter actually knew the four characters in the title of the book, which was a gratifying level of literacy.

"Girl...female...frontline?"

The fat man gave a lewd laugh, took out the book marked two, opened it and gave him a look.

Peter's pupils shrank, holy shit!

They are all long legs covered in dense black stockings, the feet are vividly depicted, and the complexity of the trampling is staggering!

"Don't think it's just a foot control book, it's actually the most beautiful Minotaur book in recent years! The commander has been away from home for ten years, and his wife works in a restaurant, but he dedicated his body and soul to the terrorist Raymond..."

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"Especially the latest sequel, it is even more heavyweight! The author Mr. Hanaka is simply a genius. An NTR version has such a wonderful plot - in the story, the protagonist, who is the commander of the Israeli army's restoration, rescues children on the front line, We built a hospital, but my wife Dai Yan was heavily used by terrorists at the rear, which is unforgettable..."

Kai nodded in agreement: "After a brief review, it was indeed a development that I didn't even expect. I decided to buy it back and learn from it."

Peter laughed angrily: "It's caused by a game on the phone that will label people as Hamas."

This kind of comics is an art unique to Tadokoro and Konno's hometown, Dongguo. When he was in the Sudanese military camp, Peter was curious about what he was drawing. Now it seems that it must be the product of some Sebatch fellow.

Fatty’s bunch of imperial uncles were much more expensive than Peter’s Tales of the Brave. A bag of books cost three gold pounds, but Kai paid the bill without hesitation. He had a refreshing feeling that “money spent on education is called investment.”

Peter is also a long-time user of Bika, and he knows the price of books. Even if books from another world are expensive, shouldn't they be so expensive?

"A copy of this thing actually costs 8 silver pounds. Is the tauren so valuable?"

"That's not true."

The fat man shook his head and said: "The book was still very cheap in the early years, but because the sales volume was too high, various countries imposed tariffs. Five of the eight silver pounds were given to the Bavarian government."

"...Why tax heavily to support the army?"

Because books are valuable items, each book has a small magic device similar to an anti-theft buckle. Peter and others paid the money, and the front desk took the books one by one to unlock them, which gave Peter a lot of experience.

Unexpectedly, after a while, the girl at the front desk respectfully handed back the money to buy the books.

"Gentlemen, our boss has said that these books are just small gifts, not a sign of respect. I hope you will accept them."

"ah?"

Peter thought to himself that there was such a thing. Did the stupid joke on Xianyu come true?

I am the original batch, send it to me!

Harry glanced at the carriage parked outside the glass door of the bookstore and understood.

Tadokoro Konno couldn't help but think something wrong: "Well, I saw there are a few copies of "Ghost Father" in your store..."

"Don't be embarrassed." Harry pulled the fat man away who was still trying to pick up the wool, and said with an awkward smile: "Then please thank the boss for us, let's go! Don't worry about it-"

Edmund is the school governor of Hogwarts. If word gets out that he and the pervert were collecting notebooks in the bookstore, his career as a magician will be over (sad).

"It's a pleasure to serve you~" The lady at the front desk bowed slightly.

"If you need anything, you are welcome to come back next time!"

Peter paused when he heard this.

"Can you ask the boss to help me find a documentary book related to the brave? It would be best to have a diary or an autobiography."

"Of course it's no problem." She nodded happily: "Our store already has a service of finding books for customers. Don't worry, as long as there are books in the Southern Continent, we can find them through our boss's channels. If you find them, how can you contact us? and you?"

"I should probably stay here in Maple City for a while..."

Peter took out a five-pound pound and put it on the table. "You can send it directly to the dukedom and ask the steward or soldier to give it to Peter. This money will be used as a deposit first. If it is not enough, you can make up for it later, okay?"

The young lady at the front desk lowered her eyes and immediately pushed the money back as if she had received some instruction——

"No, no, our boss said this is a small matter, just treat it as a friend. When the time comes, I will find the book and come to visit you."

Peter raised his eyebrows slightly, "Oh, that's okay, I should be here within the next two months."

The front desk smiled and nodded: "Our boss said thank you."

After everyone walked out of the bookstore, Peter couldn't help but ask Harry: "How did her boss communicate with him? Telepathy?"

"Divinity teleportation? What the hell... There are wind element fluctuations in the air. It may be magic props, or her boss is a magician. This is normal."

Harry pointed to the six-pointed star logo under the bookstore sign: "This is the logo of the Magic Association. Generally, large bookstores are the property of magicians... But you, the money just now should be given to others, there is no need to collect this kind of money." A small favor.”

"What's the point of accepting favors? I'm selling favors. How much does it cost for a few books..."

Peter pursed his lips: "Her boss wants to use me to become a duke and lead the relationship. Didn't he thank me if he didn't see that I didn't accept the money?"

"Damn, you have such a high emotional intelligence." The fat man asked in amazement: "By the way, what did you do before you were captured by the Sudan?"

"The founder of human production, life and transportation. He studies basic subject knowledge such as applied mechanics principles and material science. He is hands-on and integrates knowledge and action. He is responsible for high-level down-to-earth work in design, implementation, management and research."

"speak English."

"Ashes."

After some discussion, everyone put the purchased books on the carriage and asked the coachman to drive back to the dukedom alone.

Although it was convenient to have such a majestic flamingo family crest to follow, Harry was afraid that someone would give away the items just for the sake of the Duke at the auction he was going to in the afternoon.

The amount of mithril he wanted to buy was not a small amount. How could the auction house in Maple City have nothing to do with the Ortiz family? After all, Edmund probably paid for it.

It's not that Harry was embarrassed, he just didn't want to waste the favor.

After all, as long as the affection for escorting the Duke back from the Western Continent remains, even if it fades, it will be a great help to Harry who wants to develop in the wizarding world in the future.

He told everyone his thoughts, but they didn't care and started walking to accompany Peter to buy medicine.

It was still early for the auction at two o'clock in the afternoon, and Peter wanted to find out if there was any medicine that could cure Xi Er's burns and scars.

Although Harry advised Peter not to have any hope, the scars caused by necromantic alchemy cannot be cured by ordinary medicines. But Peter didn't think about healing the scar. It had been more than a month, and new skin should have grown out anyway. It would be enough to get rid of the scary dead skin scar.

Scars on the skin are better than hideous scars, right?

Everyone likes the taciturn but well-behaved Xi'er, and they have no objection to this.

Especially Peter, who had spent the most time with her. After only half a month, he was already a bit reluctant to leave this elf girl in the Duke's house. He thought that he would just stay with her as a maid with some salary in the future. Anyway, her appearance was not scary. to him.

Everyone walked along the long street of St. Pauli District and found several pharmacies, but they only bought some anti-inflammatory drugs.

It was indeed as Harry said. When the drugstore heard about the burns all over his body, he wondered if Peter was having fun.

How was it possible to survive such an injury?

The development of medicine in this world has benefited from the industrialization of magic. There is already the prototype of modern medicine, and treating common diseases is not a problem.

In Peter's memory, the medical level of the game was still at the stage of relying on magic sticks, and blood replenishment relied entirely on elemental bottles. The broken bottle seemed to have been opened, and it was like a sip of death and bones. It was nostalgic.

Peter originally thought that the medicine would be expensive. After all, books are things that ordinary people cannot afford.

But I didn’t expect that a bottle of anti-inflammatory medicine cost only two silver pounds. Although it is not cheap, it is far from expensive. After asking, I found out that these trauma medicines are produced by the Church of Light and are basically sold at cost price. Most of the two silver pounds are the profit of the pharmacy.

Peter didn't have high expectations of being able to buy the right medicine, as long as it was available. After all, this is a different world, and counting on magic and divine arts is more promising.

Harry said that although it was troublesome, it was not necessarily incurable and he could take Seele to Hogwarts to have a look.

Peter planned to go back and ask Xi'er for her opinion. After all, he didn't really treat her as a maid. He wanted to take some anti-inflammatory medicine and see the effect first.

When the time came to twelve o'clock, everyone found a restaurant to eat.

These four people are all wealthy people now. Kai and Fatty still enjoy themselves when they have money. The restaurant they chose is quite high-end, but they didn't expect that a little incident happened——

"Why don't you let me in? Are you discriminating against Yuanpi?"

Peter was stopped outside the restaurant, and the greeter looked embarrassed: "Sir, our store has regulations and requires you to wear formal attire for dining..."

He almost said "beggars can't enter the store" written on his face.

In fact, it’s no wonder that Peter didn’t get a haircut for more than two months after he traveled through time. His skin was dark and rough, and he had a world-weary face. In addition, he stayed at the construction site for a long time and didn’t dress well. He bought it from the Western Continent. Even now that he is wearing the black linen gown, Yiyan Dingzhen believes that it is just a piece of clothing.

On the other hand, Harry and others, from the time Peter met Harry until today, this guy has always been neatly groomed, wearing a slim suit and gold-rimmed glasses, and is meticulous. Tadokoro Konno is dressed in an ordinary otaku style, but he also has ninja considerations. He is dressed in black sportswear, like a young man wearing Adidas. As for Kai...

This guy is just a cowherd.

Wearing a small pink suit and a pure white open-chested shirt, the lower half of her two huge snow-white breasts were exposed, making her look ridiculously coquettish.

Peter was not allowed to enter the Western restaurant. According to the normal plot development, Peter should have brought the Duke's butler, then the police commissioner, the district chief, the mayor... In the end, the sweating restaurant owner ran away crying for his father and mother. Come to apologize, kneel down and kowtow to express that you will fire the welcome boy immediately, and you will never look down on others again...

Peter slapped him hard in the face, leaving behind a legend of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger!

But it's not necessary.

The guy who greets people is also a part-time worker, so he should act according to the rules, so why bother to make it difficult for him to work?

Kai went in and packed four steaks, then came out and yelled: "It's time for dinner again, brothers!"

The brothers squatted at the door and ate together, enjoying it with gusto.

Hey, good brother.

After eating, Kai took Peter to get some outfits because he was afraid of being stopped even if he entered the auction.

The clothing stores in St. Pauli District are not cheap, but the style and quality are not inferior even in the capital.

A silk top with a loose hem and lace cuffs on the sleeves, revealing the lace shirt underneath. The suede leather trousers are bag-shaped and loose. Peter is not short, just on the thin side. Putting this outfit on, he immediately transformed from a construction site cowboy to a high-street trendy man. Apart from the price of two gold pounds, Peter felt a little pain. shortcoming.

Kai conveniently helped him trim his hair. The slightly curly black hair was smoothed to the back of his head, and he made a four-six point on his forehead. Just a few strokes of it made the fat man wail and wonder if he could get out of this world.

The auction was also held in the St. Pauli district, at an auction house called Bonhams.

But unlike the otherworldly auction that Peter envisioned, no invitation was required, and a deposit of 10 pounds was required to enter.

The auction venue was in the exhibition hall of Bonhams Auction House. There were not many visitors, and not even half of the 50 seats were filled. Kai's auctioneer Xianghao prepared a private room for everyone, which could guarantee privacy.

But this is the hometown of the Duke, in the hinterland of the Volvo Province. The public security situation is so good that there is no need to worry about murder and robbery.

There was still a while before the auction started, so Kai took the auctioneer to a corner to eat fast food. The three of them enjoyed free juice and waited for the auction to start.

"Damn it, aren't there some Ten Thousand Year Soul Bones, Eight Spider Spears, Green Lotus Earth Core Fire, Mother Qi Cauldron of All Things for sale?"

Peter held the list of auction items and hated the iron. At this time, shouldn't he let me pick it up? The invincible road to another world begins from now on, cheating all the way, and making decisions every second for eternity!

"What abstract words are you talking about..."

Harry was not even interested in looking at it. The most valuable item in the auction was a set of jewelry necklaces, which was far inferior to the Yangen royal family collection they obtained from Tino.

"It's just an ordinary auction. There's one every week. If you want to find good things, you have to attend the big auctions in the Royal Capital or the Eastern Kingdom."

"Tch, boring."

The items at the auction were surprisingly normal, with everything included.

Companies, property rights, debts, land, artworks, rare books...

But many of them were rejected. Most of the people who came here to participate in the auction also came with the intention of picking up the missing items, just like watching the legal auction.

The 625 Mithril that Harry wanted was the second most precious auction item in this auction. It was said that the original owner was bankrupt and needed to be liquidated.

The starting price is 800 gold pounds, which is equivalent to more than one million pence, which is worth a villa in St. Pauli District.

900 kilograms of mithril was sealed in a box, which was only the size of a cube. After a brief introduction, the auctioneer with a flushed face announced the start of the auction.

Unfortunately, Harry has a rival.

But fortunately, the competitor's trump card has long been dug up by KG erection agent Kai.

The other party is a young magician, and the upper limit of the bid is about 1,100 gold coins.

Harry waited for him to shout 800, and then immediately followed with 850. The other party shouted 855, and then immediately followed with 900. For an increase of 5 gold pounds, he actually increased the price by fifty-fifty, showing that he must win.

Everyone was shocked by the wealthy Harry, and they all guessed which wealthy magician the old man in the box was.

After three back-and-forths, the opponent couldn't stand it anymore, so Harry shouted 1,050 gold pounds and stopped raising his cards.

The auctioneer received both physical and mental cues from Kai, and the hammer dropped extremely quickly when Harry bid.

"VIP Room No. 2 once. VIP Room No. 2 twice. VIP Room No. 2 three times. Congratulations to VIP Room No. 2! You won 900 kilograms and 625 Mithril! Congratulations again!"

Harry showed a rare smile. He wanted to buy 625 mithril through precious channels in the wizarding world. 900 kilograms would cost more than a thousand gold pounds. The premium from the auction was less than 50 gold pounds, which was completely acceptable.

The premium on the black market is one or two hundred gold pounds.

As expected, the last piece of jewelry worth 1,000 gold pounds failed to be auctioned. After all, Bavarian models are not everywhere. This kind of auction item is more gimmick than actual significance. It is purely used to add branding to the auction.

Harry went to the backstage to inspect the goods. If there was no problem, he readily paid with a check.

The auction took four hours to check for a large check, so Kay suggested having some fun.

Peter is afraid of getting sick, so why don't you touch me, a virgin?

Kai said he just washed his feet, massaged and sang a song. What were you thinking?

When Peter heard this, his DNA suddenly moved. Is there a foot-washing city in this world?

Are you going to use this to bribe cadres?

.........

In the St. Pauli District, in a club called Haitian Palace.

"Brother, stop touching me and let's have a concert..."