There weren't many construction projects.

The skills he could grind were mostly limited to craftsmanship.

With the war approaching, gaining experience in [forging] skills while forging more Zha Armor Plates was the most suitable choice.

When Lynn immersed himself entirely in forging.

The sky outside the workshop was rapidly changing.

Until evening.

Lynn, who had been grinding experience for almost a whole day, walked out of the Blacksmith Workshop and arrived at the open square in front of the town.

Lynn's gaze turned to the distance, where he saw horse-drawn carriages facing the cold wind, slowly making their way along the limestone road.

Perhaps because the ground was too slippery after freezing.

The speed of the carriage team was slow.

A journey that seemed little over two kilometers took nearly an hour.

Even the guards on horseback were leading the horses at a walking pace.

When the carriage team reached the open square and had parked all the carriages.

Boer walked over to Lynn.

Following behind him was Mike.

Standing in front of Lynn, Boer bent deeply and said, "Master Lynn."

Lynn smiled slightly, "Mr. Boer, I thought you had given up on trading with me."

Looking at Boer in front of him, he looked noticeably older compared to before.

In his early thirties, strands of white hair had appeared.

Despite surviving the last Bandit Corps attack by luck, Boer had not had an easy time.

Boer forced a smile and said, "Master Lynn jests. As long as Master Lynn hasn't refused me, Boer wouldn't dare give up on you."

Lynn nodded, glancing behind Boer.

Perhaps due to the cold weather, the draft horses standing in place were constantly snorting.

Boer naturally noticed Lynn's gaze and hurriedly explained, "Master, the carriages are loaded with 40,000 pounds of barley, 10,000 pounds of wheat, and 4,000 pounds of vegetables."

Lynn said, "Give me a quote, Mr. Boer."

Boer did not hesitate at all and said directly, "Master Lynn, at the market price will be fine."

"Barley is five pounds for one penny, wheat is still one pound for one penny, and the vegetables remain the same as before."

Lynn began calculating the exchange in his mind, "I can exchange for you 3,400 pounds of fine salt!"

"What do you think, Mr. Boer?"

A hint of emotion finally appeared on Boer's face, "Thank you so much, Master Lynn."

Boer naturally knew that Master Lynn had given him an extra few dozen pounds of fine salt.

It's not just this time; in every previous trade, Master Lynn always gave an extra few dozen pounds of fine salt!

Lynn nodded, then asked, "Mr. Boer, you came from Morgan Town, right?"

Without much thought, Boer replied, "Yes, Master, these foods were purchased from Kakasong City, passed through Morgan Town, and delivered to your territory."

Lynn continued to ask, "Did Mr. Boer hear any intelligence or information in Kakasong Town or Morgan Town?"

Upon hearing this, Boer began to ponder.

After a moment.

Boer spoke, "There's not much intelligence from Kakasong City, but what everyone is talking about is that there are almost no longships at the Fisherman's Wharf in Kakasong City."

Lynn nodded, quietly listening.

Boer continued, "But there's some in Morgan Town!"

"Marquis Ducas's brother Lawrence brought an army to Morgan Town, saying they're going to suppress bandits!"

"Little do they know, Master Lynn had already wiped out the Bandit Corps of the Iron Blood Brotherhood completely!"

Boer's voice grew noticeably louder.

"If it weren't for you, Master Lynn, waiting for the army to suppress bandits would have cost even more lives!"

Lynn did not respond to Boer's remarks but instead stared directly at him.

Boer immediately understood, his face resolute, firmly saying, "Master Lynn, rest assured."

"Even facing death, I wouldn't mention a word about you, not to mention revealing your information to others!"

Lynn nodded, "That's... for the best."

Feeling the aura from Lynn gradually dissipate, Boer felt slightly relieved.

Lynn spoke to Boer, "Let's go, Mr. Boer. It will take some time to unload and load the goods."

"Shall I take you to taste the distilled spirits Lex has just brewed?"

Boer seemed a bit lost until Mike's reminder from behind brought him back, "Distilled spirits?"

"This is the first time I've heard of it..."

Lynn and Boer walked side by side toward the tavern.

George remained on-site, organizing the townsmen to unload the grain.

Inside the tavern.

Lynn and Boer sat at a round table.

Boer held a nearly transparent glazed cup, his eyes filled with wonder.

He had the fortune to see glazed wares before.

But he never expected Master Lynn's tavern to entertain guests with glazed cups and bottles.

How extravagant!

After examining it for a few moments, Boer poured the golden liquor from the glazed cup into his mouth.

Instantly.

A rich aroma swirled in Boer's mouth.

A hint of surprise surfaced in Boer's eyes, and as he swallowed the gin, his astonishment grew.

Boer couldn't help but praise, "Excellent wine!"

"With just one cup, I feel the chill in my whole body dissipate! Master Lynn, this wine is..."

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