Travel through time and become a member of the Warhammer Empire

Oh my god, is this the end of the first chapter?

Money is life, and losing money means losing life.

The three hundred copper coins that Windlow had saved with great difficulty were eaten up by this wallet, not even a penny was left.

No matter how you turn it over, not even a single copper coin will fall out of the empty wallet.

Could it be that this pocket was a thing that ate money? The hopeless Wendlow immediately reached his hand in, but when he reached in, he felt a familiar touch.

It was round and hard, and it was obviously his copper coin!

Then he slowly took out the copper coins he had before, one by one, until all three hundred copper coins were taken out again.

Only then did Wendlow realize what treasure he had picked up.

Endless space storage bag, anything that can pass through the wallet pocket can be stored infinitely in this wallet.

It is still unknown what the limit of this wallet is. Through many experiments, Windlow determined the specific function of this thing.

The caliber is about the size of a fist, and anything smaller than a fist can be put into this special wallet.

The most important thing is that this thing can hide everything put inside, and you can't see any difference from the outside.

This is great. For the imperial merchants who travel all over the country, the biggest concern is the difficulty in keeping their money safe.

With such a pocket, you can put all your wealth in it without worrying about being easily discovered by others.

Quickly put all the copper coins into the magic wallet and put it on your body, pick up the water bottle and run towards the checkpoint.

The two halberd soldiers were not impatient to wait. After all, in their eyes, Windlo was just a weak child who had not received training like the imperial provincial army, so it didn't matter if they delayed a little time.

After drinking the refreshing lake water in the pot in big gulps, he wiped his beard with leather gloves and shook his hands at Wendlow.

"Go over there quickly."

This meant that he had officially set foot on the land of the capital, Aldorf. Even though he was still in the suburbs of the city, no bandits dared to rob nearby.

The frequent patrols of the Imperial Provincial Army can also ensure that there are no beastmen in the forest here.

The huge and majestic imperial capital appeared in front of Windlow, surprising him as he had just come from a small rural village.

This is a city located on the Reik River. The Reik River, which flows from west to east, divides the entire city into three areas.

The towering city walls and the stone-paved streets shocked the country bumpkin Windlow. The city walls were at least thirty meters high. How terrible an enemy could they be used to deal with?

He looked left and right while walking forward until a pair of leather gloves were pressed on his head.

"Entry tax!"

The troops standing guard here are no longer simple provincial troops of the empire.

Holding a two-handed giant sword, wearing half-body plate armor, and wearing a helmet decorated with beautiful feathers, this is the empire's most powerful elite infantry, the giant swordsman.

It was a waste of their talents to ask them to guard the city gate, so the two giant swordsmen at the door had a very bad attitude. After seeing that the wallet that Windlow took out was deflated like a squashed frog, they lost interest.

Three copper coins were thrown into the tax box nearby with a clang.

"Go over there."

Windlow successfully arrived at the city of Altdorf.

The people walking on the road were all city people dressed neatly and cleanly, which was a huge difference from him, a country boy with patches all over his body.

Because of such a poor outfit, even the servants of the nobles looked at him with contempt. Some people looked at Windlow and whispered to each other, full of ridicule and mockery.

This is Altdorf, the capital of the entire empire. If this child dares to beg, just call the guards to kick him out of the city.

The gazes around him were fiery. Even though all the people looking at Windlow were humans, he still felt as if he was surrounded by a group of beastmen.

A strong sense of shame slowly emerged from his heart. This feeling of being looked down upon by others because of poverty made him feel ashamed and hateful, but he could do nothing about it.

I could only hold the wallet full of copper coins tightly, not daring to let go. In a big city, money is the most important thing.

“I want to make money!”

The sound was very small, but Windlow heard it clearly. The cry that burst out from the deepest part of his heart made him no longer afraid of this big city.

“I want to make a lot of money!”

He shouted once again, and the sound jumped out directly from the deepest part of his throat, causing people in the surrounding shops to look over sideways, then laugh, and then continue with what they were doing, or enjoy a comfortable afternoon tea.

When he first entered the city, Wendlow was a little shy, just like a young man who had just entered a big city and was afraid of being looked down upon by those around him.

However, after shouting out such a seemingly lawless statement, I felt much better. I didn't have to care about face anymore. Making money was the most important thing.

What is making money? This is something that might take millions of words to write about in economics.

Windlow didn't care about all that. He knew there was only one way to make money, which was to buy low and sell high.

Altdorf is the capital of the entire human empire, and the prices here are very high, except.

The sound of a roaring stove came from the end of the road, and through the stone-paved road, it all the way to the handicraft area of ​​​​the entire Altdorf.

Here, countless stoves are emitting steam, the wood inside is crackling as it burns, and one shirtless worker after another is taking out the fired pottery from the kiln.

Altdorf is located along the Reik River, with a large amount of high-quality clay nearby. Coupled with the most outstanding pottery workers, Altdorf pottery is famous throughout the empire.

Plus, there is plenty of clay, so pottery here is naturally very cheap.

"This, plus these, how much?"

Walking quickly to the door of a pottery shop that was doing good business, Wendlow pointed to the pottery bowls and pots on the counter.

The owner of the pottery shop noticed the presence of Wendlow at a glance. A young man who had just reached adulthood, buying pottery?

For personal use? Not likely. Maybe he was running errands for some noble and earning the errand fee. Then he couldn't raise the price too much. The locals all know the market price.

After some thought, the shop owner came over with a smile on his face. The most important thing in doing business is not to look down on customers. He always smiles at everyone who comes.

"My friend, you have a good eye. These are the best pottery in our store. If you pack them all up, they will only cost you 500 copper coins."

The goods are indeed good goods. As long as they are transported to the neighboring city of Nuln, they can even be sold at a high price of eight hundred copper coins.

The only problem now is that Windlow can't afford the 500 copper coins.