The sound of the piano is long and melodious, sometimes melodious, sometimes high-pitched, with obvious rhythmic ups and downs.

It's like the prelude to a certain movement, and this young man's goal is very clear.

He ignored the other people outside the village and rode towards Zong Shen on his white horse.

Zong Shen simply turned around and faced the young man with interest.

Accompanied by the sound of the piano, the young man came to Zong Shen.

He showed a bright smile to Zong Shen.

The sound of the piano paused, and he easily turned over and dismounted. His right hand holding the bow waved half a circle in the air and placed it against his left chest.

In his right hand, he held the string instrument behind his back and bowed to Zong Shen.

Zong Shen nodded slightly to him as a greeting in return.

The young man stood up straight and started playing again. This time it was the real song.

The music began to become cheerful.

The young man's body also began to sway slightly.

He pulled the bow with a cheerful expression, and his body swayed rhythmically in tune with the sound of the piano.

Then he started singing with a smile on his face.

"People in a hurry,

Please stop."

You will hear the messenger of Chrylos, the god of flowers,

Confessions in loneliness and loneliness.

At the moment of parting,

It will make the redbud flowers around you bloom beautifully.

Across the plains where lions sleep,

Travel through the demon-infested valley.

I am for every silent land,

Brought Krillos' blessing.

The people of Chenissa sang to me,

The pioneer's siren sounded for me.

…”

His singing was clear and thorough, like an oriole awakening in the morning light.

The surrounding villagers could not help but stop, with intoxicated expressions on their faces, and listened quietly.

Zong Shen looked at this young man and narrowed his eyes slightly, trying to check his attributes.

[Bard: England Hanover (Purple)]

[Qualification: Rare Level]

[Level: lv27]

[Hunger and satiety: 36/100]

(A highly educated bard, born in a noble family, free-born, and a rare-level heroic talent)

Be good! You can meet a hero here, and it’s a rare hero!

Zong Shen sighed in his heart, and at the same time he also had the idea of ​​​​wooing this bard.

However, young bards like this often receive a good education, and everything is just for the freedom of their hearts. It may be difficult to win over him.

He was thinking silently, and unconsciously became a little distracted.

The melody of the piano suddenly changed and a high note sounded, as if to remind Zong Shen not to get distracted.

For a bard, it is obviously disrespectful to the bard if his audience is distracted during the performance.

Zong Shen came back to his senses, nodded to him apologetically, and then acted like he was listening attentively.

Only then did the bard named England smile again.

A few minutes later, this long bardic poem came to an end with a low coda.

I have to say that he sang really well, as if he was narrating a travel story.

There was thunderous applause from all around, and all the villagers clapped.

Zong Shen and Vereesa and Luna beside him also began to applaud.

After the applause, England took out a long yellow striped cloth from his arms.

It was spread out on the ground, maintaining a bowed posture, and slowly turned around.

The surrounding villagers placed food such as hard bread, dried fish, and sausages on long cloths.

Some villagers also dropped dinars, which are common in mainland China, directly on top.

Most of them are in small denominations, and occasionally there is one of 5 dinars.

Zong Shen saw this scene in his eyes, stretched out his hand behind him, and suddenly there were ten more dinars in his hand.

He slowly bent his knees and placed the dinars next to the long cloth.

When the bard merchant saw the denominations of those dinars, his eyes towards Zong Shen became a little different.

Because the reward given by Zong Shen was the largest denomination among dinars, 100 dinars!

It looks much larger than those small denomination dinars.

A full ten coins are equivalent to 1,000 dinars, enough to buy a dragon-scaled steppe horse.

All the other villagers looked at Zong Shen with a hint of awe.

This is not a small amount of money. For an ordinary family, it can almost cover three to five years of household expenses.

Equivalent to 50 months’ salary of a baron’s maid!

The surrounding lords who were watching the excitement saw Zong Shen making a move for 1,000 dinars, and their hearts were filled with excitement.

They worked hard to sell animal skins and bones, and only earned one or two hundred dinars.

But the man in front of me would give rewards as high as 1,000 dinars to the aborigines.

They couldn't imagine how rich Zong Shen's net worth must be.

Some bold lords came closer, when they saw Zong Shen's name.

They all froze in place, and now Zong Shen's name was well known among the lords!

"Zong Shen, it's actually Zong Shen!"

"What? Is that Zong Shen who killed the regional challenge boss?"

"It should be him."

"Other than him at this stage, which other lord can have such a big deal."

"I didn't expect the boss to be in the area near us!"

…

The surrounding lords immediately began to talk about it.

Although the discussion was very quiet, it was still captured by Zong Shen.

It's true that people are afraid of being famous, and pigs are afraid of being strong.

Although the information viewed by other lords is brief, external information such as name and number can still be easily viewed.

Zong Shen felt a little unhappy about this. It was normal for the lords to check each other's names.

But his name is too sensitive.

The previous five global banner messages had already made his name public.

"Is there any way to hide my name information?"

Zong Shen asked the guide prompt in his mind.

(Please enter a pseudonym you want for temporary replacement. You can use your mind to decide whether to display the real name information in other people's observation panels)

Sure enough, there is still a strategy.

Zong Shen thought for a moment and randomly chose a pseudonym.

"Ma Huateng 1988818"

(Pseudonyms have been replaced)

Seeing this golden subtitle, Zong Shen felt much relieved.
To be continued...