Kino walked up to Mr. Tang, raised his hand, and gently helped him adjust the angle of his head: "Yes, that's it, don't move~"

Mr. Tang felt that this man was out of his mind, so he opened his mouth and cursed: "Fuck..."

"Pfft!" The moment Mr. Tang opened his mouth, Kino's little hand pierced in like a sudden viper, and with a numbing sound of flesh and blood tearing, he pulled out his entire tongue.

Because the angle was adjusted well and the speed was too fast, the blood spurted out did not splash on Chino at all, and only a little bit of saliva was stained on the waterproof cowhide gloves.

"If you don't want your tongue, just donate it to a useful person." Kino loosened his fingers and let the bloody tongue fall to the ground.

Blood foam gushed out and quickly blocked his edematous throat. Mr. Tang collapsed on the ground, his thin body twitching, and dense blood spots appeared on the surface of his eyeballs. He choked to death on his own blood in severe pain.

The thug froze for a moment, roared and rushed towards Kino, smashing his huge fist in the air like a cannonball.

Shadows intertwined, and Kino had already circled behind the thug like a ghost, and put one hand around his neck. From a distance, it looked like he was holding each other tightly.

But in fact, the moment the little hands wrapped around him, a violent cracking sound came from the thug's neck, and the atlas was directly broken.

There was another insignificant corpse in the room.

The one-eyed dragon looked horrified, and when he was about to scream, Paladin punched his scream back to his stomach and covered his mouth.

Kino took off his dirty waterproof cowhide gloves. The white gloves that stuck to his skin were still as clean as winter snow. He raised his slender index finger in front of his lips and made a silent gesture with a smile.

The one-eyed dragon panted heavily and nodded with fear in his eyes.

Seeing this, Paladin let go of his hand, and chaotic breathing echoed in the room.

Kino: "Are you the second in command here?"

The one-eyed dragon nodded like a pound of garlic.

"Congratulations~ From today on, you are the number one." Chino's tone was very friendly, "So, regarding the transaction just now, are you willing to take over?"

The one-eyed dragon was so frightened that he dared not refuse. He said tremblingly: "Yes! I am willing!"

In this way, the salt crystal was successfully sold for 1083 silver moons.

The one-eyed dragon thought he could send the god of plague away, but unexpectedly, Kino found a chair and sat down, apologizing and saying: "I'm sorry for soiling your floor, Paladin, help him clean it up."

Paladin honestly went to clean up the corpses of Mr. Tang and the thugs, as well as the missing tongue, brought a bucket and a rag, and began to wipe the blood on the floor.

"I still have a cooperation deal I want to discuss with you." Kino motioned the one-eyed dragon to sit down, pointed to the thick sack at the door of the room, and said: "The monthly coins I brought, including the monthly coins sold by the salt crystal just now, total

There are more than 2,000 silver moons. I can honestly tell you that these silver moons are not clean, and I want to make them clean."

The one-eyed dragon shrank his head and asked, "How do you want me to cooperate?"

"Do you know any friends who collect oil paintings?"

"Yes, but they are doing formal business."

"Very good, I just want a regular businessman." Chino thought for a while and asked, "This kind of formal transaction usually has a receipt or some other certificate, right?"

One-Eyed Dragon nodded: "Yes, there is a voucher with the official seal of the local chamber of commerce. It also requires tax. The tax on oil paintings is 5%."

Kino untied the sack, took out the packaged oil painting, and spread it out in front of the one-eyed dragon: "How much do you think they are willing to pay for this oil painting?"

The one-eyed dragon looked at it for a moment and scratched his head: "It's a very ordinary oil painting, about...a dozen copper moons."

Kino smiled and said, "Isn't it more? I like this painting very much, why not sell it to them for 2,000 silver moons?"

The one-eyed dragon wanted to laugh, but he didn't dare to laugh: "This seems a bit difficult to do."

Kino brought in the sack containing the silver moon and stuffed it into the arms of the one-eyed dragon.

The one-eyed dragon was holding the sack, a little confused: "Sir?"

Kino shrugged: "This is your money, not mine. I hope you can contact your friends and sell my painting for 2,000 silver moons. Remember to issue a voucher."

At this moment, the one-eyed dragon finally came to his senses and showed an expression of amazement unconsciously. He stood up and bowed to Kino, and said mysteriously: "I looked carefully. This painting hides many mysteries. It seems like it was written by a god."

Hands on, it will definitely sell for a good price, I guarantee you!”

After dealing with the dirty money at the One-Eyed Dragon, Kino only left a silver moon on his body and some scattered copper and iron moons, and left the black market with Paladin.

Kino took the silver moon in his hand and played with it, turning it back and forth between his fingers, like a butterfly dancing. He had a special liking for this kind of moon coin. The color of silver is not as dirty as copper and iron, and it is not as greasy as copper and iron.

The nouveau riche feel of gold is elegant and restrained, and feels great in the hand.

Kino turned Silver Moon into his palm and held it: "Paladin."

"exist."

"are you hungry?"

"I..." Paladin hesitated, wondering if this was some strange test. Although he was indeed hungry, he felt that he should maintain a capable image in front of his superiors, so he said, "I'm not hungry."

Kino shrugged: "Really? Originally, I wanted to say that since you and I have been busy all morning, I should treat you to a meal."

Paladin was a little frightened when he heard this: "Sir, you think highly of me too much..."

"How about you go get something to eat with me?"

"My pleasure!"

The two came to the civilian living area. Kino paid attention to the food in this world. As far as the civilian class is concerned, it is not much different from the previous life. Most of the staple food is bread made of wheat. You can also see quinoa, eagles, etc.

Mouth beans and stuff like that.

The price of staple food is also very low. Taking bread as an example, you can buy fist-sized whole wheat bread for a few iron moons. From this point of view, 1 iron moon is about the same as 1 yuan.

However, Kino read a book last night called "On Moon Coins", and he found that the economic system of this world is quite special. The gold, silver, copper, and iron of moon coins not only represent purchasing power, but also represent the range of purchases.

In terms of exchange rate, 1 gold moon can be exchanged for 1,000 silver moons, 1 silver moon can be exchanged for 100 copper moons, and 1 copper moon can be exchanged for 10 iron moons.

The golden moon has the strongest purchasing power and the widest range of purchases. It can buy everything from military products to firewood, rice, oil and salt. Of course, few people will use it to buy oil and salt, and hawkers can't find it.

Silvermoon can purchase everything except military products.

The purchasing power of Copper Moon has become limited. Standard weapons, rare metals, land, school tuition, etc. that can be paid for with Gold and Silver Moon cannot be settled with Copper Moon.

The bottom layer of Iron Moon can only be used to purchase necessities to maintain life, such as farming tools, needlework, cereals and beans, firewood, rice, oil, salt, sugar, and food made from these raw materials, etc.

Live poultry, livestock, meat, eggs, milk and other meat products cannot be purchased with Iron Moon - these "luxury goods" must be settled with Copper Moon at least.

The most important thing is that monthly coins can be exchanged downwards, but not upwards.

For example, if you need to loose money, you can exchange gold moon for silver moon, silver for copper, and copper for iron, but not the other way around.

In other words, no matter how many silver moons you have, you cannot exchange them for higher-grade gold moons. The same goes for copper and iron - this refers to official channels.

Underground channels even dare to buy and sell salt crystals, and they certainly support the upward exchange of monthly coins, but it is definitely illegal, and the handling fees will be ridiculously high.

At the same time, different statuses and different professions have different types of monthly coins when settling rewards.

For example, as the civil affairs officer of Xilin Town, Qino is a full-time official, and his salary is settled in silver months, with a salary of 50 silver months per year.

The salary of soldiers like Paladin is settled in copper moons, with a salary of 2,000 copper moons per year.

Therefore, moon coins not only represent wealth in Doguland, but also represent social class.

...

Kino patrolled the market and found that there was not much meat.

This is not surprising, meat can only be purchased with monthly coins of Copper Moon and above. In border towns like Xilin Town, meat is a luxury product, and there are only about 1,000 residents who can afford it.

However, Kino is not looking for meat, but sugar.

He has an extremely serious "sugar addiction" and would die if he didn't have sugar.

In his previous life, he was captured alive by the leader and imprisoned for a long time. He didn't eat anything sweet when he traveled here, and he was already addicted to sugar.

Fortunately, he found cranberry honey bread in a bakery, and a whole piece cost only 3 iron months.

He wiped the table and chairs with paper towels, bought half a dozen bread in one go, washed his hands and started eating.

Paladin stood beside him like a wooden man. He hadn't eaten breakfast, and Kino looked very good when eating. The more he looked at it, the more delicious it became, and he couldn't help but swallow.

Kino noticed that Paladin was staring at the bread in his hand, smiled helplessly, and handed over a piece of uneaten bread: "Eat a piece."

"Thank you, sir." Paladin stopped pretending, there was no need to be upset with his stomach.

"Wash your hands first."

"yes..."

After eating sweets, Kino walked through the streets and became familiar with the layout of Shilin Town.

There are still 13 days until the Samsara Team attacks. This is the first battlefield, and we must know every corner.

As they walked toward the edge, the population became smaller and smaller. After passing through an urban area, Kino discovered that there were actually soldiers' watchtowers and blockades in front of them.

Looking through the wooden fence wrapped with sharp iron wires, you can see that the diagonal city is dilapidated. The houses have been damaged by rain and are stained with mold. There are only glass residues on the dilapidated windows. Occasionally, you can see a few figures staggering in and out. The atmosphere is gloomy.

.

Paladin reminded softly: "Sir, you'd better not go that way, that's an epidemic area."

Kino thought of the lycanthropy disease in Doguland. He looked at the soldiers near the blockade. Everyone had a beak mask hanging on their waist.

He has seen this kind of thing. In previous lives, medieval plague doctors would wear this kind of protective equipment. It was in the shape of a bird's beak, with herbs and plants filled in the beak position. It was used to cover up the smell of corpses and eliminate pathogens. It was equivalent to a

A gas mask.
To be continued...