The strange place in the village is due to its unimaginable sense of unity and harmony.

Basically, there are only two main colors of grandson's clothing, dark blue and bright white.

If you see groups of people, they are basically wearing the same color clothing, which gives you a dense sense of evil visually, as if you have entered a world of colors.

Aunt Mary's outfit is white, and she also prepared a clean white robe for Fang Xian.

Fang Xian hesitated for a moment, but still did not put on his heart's clothes and re-dressed his dirty traveler's clothes.

When she walked out of the bath room, Aunt Mary had prepared delicious food. Seeing that Fang Xian had not changed into the clothes she gave her, her expression was temporarily stalemate, and then she returned to her unique kind smile.

"What? Do the clothes don't fit?"

Fang Xian apologized: "No, it's very suitable, but I thought I would go into the desert tomorrow morning. What a beautiful dress would become as dirty as I am now, and I really don't want to wear it."

"Haha, it's better to dress decently in the village." Aunt Mary didn't say much about this topic anymore, but pulled Fang Xian to the table, "Young man, I haven't had a guest here for a long time."

Fang Xian thanked him and roughly glanced at the food on the table.

It's strange that the food here is not as rough as it should be in the desert. Instead, it's very delicate and warm. The turkey that has always been so fat that it's oily is in the center, with delicious salads, cheeses, mashed potatoes, etc. next to it.

This gave Fang Xian an illusion that he seemed to have come to the home of a European.

Fang Xian was naturally not afraid of her poisoning or something. Now he is the only one who poisons others.

Although Fang Xian seemed to eat more to report Aunt Mary's enthusiasm, there were too many dishes on this table. He tried his best to eat less than half of the turkey.

"Auntie, do you have a bag here?"

"Of course." Aunt Mary enthusiastically found a few bags for Fang Xian.

"Thank you." Fang Xian took the bag and put the remaining food into different bags in categories.

Mary frowned: "Don't you stay for the night?"

"It's still not." Fang Xian smiled awkwardly, "My friends may be tortured by hunger and cold. If I could bring them fragrant chicken, they would be very happy."

Mary wanted to say something, but she finally shook her head.

He smiled and said to Fang Xian: "Since that's the case, I won't force you to keep you anymore. If you find your friends, I hope you can bring them here. I will prepare more hearty food."

"certainly."

After talking, the two embraced politely, and Fang Xian walked out of the aunt's house with food.

Walking in the small village, Fang Xian observed passers-by again. This area seemed to be full of people wearing bright white clothes, and even an alien was not found.

He called out a passerby casually.

"Friend, is there a mercenary team here?"

"Mercenary team?" Passersby were a little dissatisfied, but their tone still maintained the respect they deserved. "We are very safe here and there is no need for a mercenary team."

"That's right. My friends are lost in the desert, and I'm going to find them now."

"Now?" passers-by shook his head, "The traveler from afar, the desert at night is terrible, and even camels will lose their way."

"I can't believe in camels at all." Fang Xian said with a dry smile.

"Sorry. We really don't have a mercenary team here. I advise you to go out tomorrow morning. If I'm fine, I can find someone to help you."

"Okay, thank you." Fang Xian knew it would be useless to ask again, so he ended the conversation politely.

Then he asked a few passersby, most of whom were repeating their conversations. These people were relatively enthusiastic and hypocritical, but at least they would not cause trouble.

After Fang Xian returned in vain several times, he thought of the strange-tempered old man.

When he saw the gold coins, he did not hide his greed at all, nor did he let go of his dignity. Although his attitude was worse than that of the aunt, if he really wanted to do something, it might be more useful to find him.

So Fang Xian followed the old road and returned to the entrance of the village.

He was surprised to find that the people who served differently lived in different regions.

When you enter the village and go to the left, you are the concentration of blue clothes, and to the right, you are the white clothes.

This time, Fang Xian walked out of the territory of white clothes and entered the area of ​​blue clothes.

The scene here is far less lively than the white clothes. As you walk there, you will always meet passersby who are joking, couples who are kissing and naughty children.

On the blue clothes, everyone talked in a low voice. Even when traveling for the whole family, they kept a rigorous order. The father walked a little further forward, while the mother led the child behind and rarely talked.

This was the first time Fang Xian came to such a place. He felt that there was no tolerance like the white clothes, and standing here, he seemed out of place with the surroundings.

What made him feel a little relieved was that passers-by didn't seem to have noticed this, nor did they give this traveler many unfriendly expressions.

Fang Xian called a passerby again and asked what he wanted to share, but he got a completely different answer.

The young man with a brown hair was neatly combed in a blue shirt. He was not very handsome, but very energetic, and his answer was very straightforward: "Mercenary team? We don't have one here, but if you can pay the bill, I can find enough people for you."

Fang Xian likes this communication style.

He took out a handful of gold coins, about thirty pieces, and handed them directly to the young man.

"I need people, camels, torches, the more the better."

The young man thought for a moment, then asked, "Is it now?"

"certainly."

The young man frowned again: "When you go out now, there will be dangers, not just the dangers of the desert."

“What is it?”

The young man didn't say anything, and opened the topic: "I suggest you go tomorrow morning. If that happens, I think 5 gold coins are enough to hire one person all day. If you have enough gold coins, I should be able to find hundreds of people. Of course, I hope to get a commission of 1 gold coins per person."

"The commission is fine, but I'm going out now." Fang Xian said firmly.

"Now..." The young man thought for a while, as if he was settled in his heart, "It's too dangerous to go out now, even if you are willing to pay 50 gold coins per person. I think there will not be too many desperate people who dare to go out. For this reason, you have to rent a musket to defend yourself, which is too expensive."

Fang Xian called out the interface and allocated 100,000 gold coins to him.

"500 gold coins per person, buy the best weapons and bring all the camels."

The young man's eyes lit up. This time he didn't settle the score: "Okay, I've bet, but I've declared in advance that this matter is very dangerous. I will try my best to complete the rush as soon as possible, and I will also draw a 10% commission."

"Yes, if there are not enough gold coins, come and see me."

The young man nodded and pointed to the fountain in the square not far away: "Just wait there, I will let everyone gather there."

“Happy cooperation.”

After the two looked at each other, the young man quickly disappeared on the street.

If Fang Xian was not so generous, he would definitely have to bargain with him, but don’t expect that any passerby would be so clear and his execution was so terrible that he would take action decisively just to travel faster.

Fang Xian had just stood in front of the fountain for a few minutes when four or five blue dressed people appeared. After seeing Fang Xian, they went up to nod and shook hands.

"Little Abel told us to set off in half an hour and we should prepare more when we go home, and we will say soon." The man in blue dress told Fang Xian.

"Okay, the efficiency is surprisingly high."

The man in blue nodded: "Of course. Little Abel is the best person except Old Abel. He will definitely do whatever he wants to do."

"Abel...Abel?" Fang Xian asked, "Is old Abel very long beard?"

"Yes, it seems you've seen him." The blue dress man smiled, "He is the wisest man in the whole village, and little Abel inherited this very well."

Fang Xian wanted to ask some more information about Abel, but the blue dress man seemed to be no longer interested in talking. He just went to the side and began to warm up consciously.

As time went by, the blue dressed people arrived at the square one by one.

They all changed into blue leather armor, without anyone calling, and formed a team very consciously, extremely neatly.

This sense of collectiveness is unimaginable. Fang Xian has been educated collectively since he was a child, but in the end he became a little bit of a cliché. He believed that most of his peers were like him in the end and believed that the collective was a joke.

Now, his own perception has become a joke. The blue-fitting man consciously formed a queue according to height and shortness. From time to time, several people brought muskets, and everyone lined up to get the guns and adjusted the bullets to test the guns.

Everything is taken for granted, revealing a terrible sense of harmony, which is completely different from the loose and warmth of the white-fashioned man.

Fang Xian felt that these blue dressed people were born soldiers, even natural scholars, and each of them was extremely rational.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but laugh at himself. If the kiln sailors were anxious now, they might have been in a bad mood at this moment, which should be enough to start a gambling game, and people would keep coming to talk nonsense again.

About twenty-eight minutes later, little Abel arrived on time.

"Sir, a total of 104 people have been summoned. According to what you said, each person has 500 gold coins, of which 22 have combat experience and require 60 gold coins, and two have very rich experience in desert travel and combat, requiring 100 gold coins."

"OK."

"In addition, the rental fee for each musket plus camel is 5 gold coins, and the ammunition is settled after it is consumed. It is not counted in my personal employment cost, a total of 42,040 gold coins were used. If you also need camels and muskets, it will be 42,045 gold coins in the long run."

“…”

"What's wrong?"

"Mentally calculated?"

“Is this difficult?”

"It's okay." Fang Xian coughed and encouraged, "If you find my friends on this trip and bring them back safely, you will be there."

"Thank you, sir." Abel Jr. finally revealed his rare base color. He turned to the others and said, "This gentleman said that if the task is completed, the commission will be doubled."

There was no cheer in the crowd, and everyone threw themselves into Fang Xian and smiled politely and thankfully.
To be continued...