Chapter 262 Provocation

Kevin was happily pushing a wheelbarrow on the road, followed by several people from the same village. They were either pushing carts like Karen or carrying shoulder poles.

This group of people came to Fulan Port to deliver goods. The big businessman, Mr. Adela, opened a purchasing station in Fulan Port, specializing in purchasing salt boiled by traditional methods.

Unlike other salt merchants who looked down on them because of their few dirty money, this merchant named Adela was amiable and got along very well with the salt people. He kept saying "my friend", which made Kevin and others feel that he really treated them as friends.

It was strange that I had never seen Mr. Adela sell these salts in the nearby area. According to him, he wanted to transport them to the far east.

But they didn't care where the other party sold it, as long as they could get coins to support their families.

When the group arrived at the door of the purchasing station, they saw people coming in and out, seemingly carrying things. Master Adela, with a round belly and a plump appearance, stood at the door and directed the servants.

Kevin came forward to greet him: "Master Adela, what are you going to do?"

Merchant Adela turned around and saw Kevin, and quickly responded: "Oh, it's Kevin! Are you...delivering goods?"

"Yes, we have transported all the salt in the village."

But Adela's face showed a trace of guilt. He glanced at the team behind Kevin, and then gently pulled Kevin aside.

He whispered, "To be honest, Kevin, I was just about to send someone to find you."

"Is there anything important?"

"Your business... I... I can't do it anymore, I have to move out in the next few days."

When Kevin first heard this, he didn't react. After a while, he said anxiously: "What do you mean? Master Adela, what do you mean by not being able to do our business?"

Adela said embarrassedly: "Alas, isn't it because of the recent war? The trade routes to the east are all cut off. I don't have any other ways in other directions."

"War? This damn war!"

Kevin clenched his fists fiercely, wanting to hit out but couldn't find the target.

Adela's face was full of sympathy: "Alas, it's not easy for you to come all the way here, come to my store and rest first. Considering that we have been cooperating for so long, I will treat you to a meal, please invite your companions in."

"Thank you, Master Adela."

Kevin thanked him weakly, and he was indeed hungry.

He returned to his companions and told them that Adela was leaving Fulan Port, and everyone was furious.

"What? Master Adela is leaving now? What should we do?"

"My family is in urgent need of money?"

"Well, let's fill our stomachs first and then think of a solution."

...

At the dinner table, no one spoke, but just ate silently, and the atmosphere was extremely dull.

Adela smiled bitterly and said to them: "There is no hurdle that cannot be overcome. When this war is over and the trade routes are restored, I will come back. At that time, I will still rely on you to supply goods."

Kevin and others could only smile bitterly after hearing this. God knows when this damn war will end. The lords don't care about the suffering of the lower-class people like them.

"Come here! Bring the barrel of wine in the kitchen. Let's have a few drinks today. I have always regarded you as friends during this period of time. I really don't want to leave like this."

Adela waved his hand and told the shop assistant to get the wine.

Kevin stood up to stop him: "Master Adela, how can you be so embarrassed? It's a great favor for you to treat us to dinner."

Adela stared at him: "Are you not giving me face? Sit down!"

Kevin had to sit down.

The wine barrel was quickly brought to the table, and everyone had a large cup in front of them.

Adela raised the cup first and said loudly: "Cheers!"

Kevin stared at the wine in front of him, feeling very complicated, "Alas~ It is said that you can forget your troubles when you are drunk, drink it..."

He raised the cup to his mouth, and other companions saw his action and also picked up the cup.

"Damn! This wine is too strong!"

Kevin drank it all in one gulp. The spicy taste stimulated him to frown tightly and almost choked. He had never drunk such a strong wine.

But after swallowing it into his stomach, a burning sensation that he had never experienced before rose from his lower abdomen, quickly spread throughout his body, and a strange feeling occurred in his brain.

The other companions also had rich expressions, and some people stuck out their tongues and exhaled because of the spiciness.

A perfect poem, a post, a content, a book, a bar, a 6-9 book, a look!

Adela smiled slightly: "You have never drunk this kind of bar. Come, have another one!"

...

After drinking several glasses of wine in a row, everyone was a little drunk.

Adela put his arm on Kevin's shoulder, his face flushed, and said with a mouth full of alcohol: "Brother Kevin! In fact, I left here not entirely because of the war. I also... Oh, no, let's not talk about it, drink!"

The other party seemed to have something to hide, Kevin tried to stay sober and asked: "Master Adela, what other reasons are there? You don't need to hide anything from us."

Adela sighed: "Oh, the salt field owners in Fulan Port, and the officials here, they... hiccups... they can't tolerate me!"

"Can't tolerate you? Why?"

Adela said drunkenly: "I am in their territory, and the demand is quite large, but I have never bought from them, which has offended them severely... In fact, I did not do this on purpose, but my target customers only prefer salt cooked by traditional methods."

Kevin angrily slammed the table: "Don't they intend to give us a way to live? We have been cooking salt for generations. If you drive you away, who will we sell our salt to?"

A barely perceptible light flashed in Adela's eyes, and he sighed and said: "People nowadays have fallen into a money hole. You are competitors in their eyes. They wish you would starve to death early. I tell you, there are rumors in the market recently that the cooked salt is poisonous and will erode the health of the human body without knowing it. It is probably released by them."

"This is really a jerk! Before the salt field appeared, they also ate our salt for generations. For hundreds of years, I have never heard of anyone dying from eating salt."

One of Kevin's companions shouted angrily.

Adela shook her head, looking helpless: "Rumors are the most terrible. If so many people spread them, you can't help but believe them."

"Alas! There is no place to sell salt. Taxes will be paid in two days!"

"Those fat salt field owners are so hateful!"

Under the influence of alcohol, everyone talked more, complaining about the injustice of the world.

Only Kevin drank his wine silently, swallowing one cup after another.