The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

"This is the food shopping list inside the palace." Charlotte explained.

"With the development of Abetus, the drinking habits of the whole city are also changing rapidly. Under the influence from top to bottom, ordinary people will take the middle class as their imitation object, while the middle class is more inclined to be closer to the aristocrats and The big businessman, above this, is the royal family."

"In response to the selection of food raw materials, to the change of fruit taste, the alcohol concentration gradually decreases, and the sweetness increases, all of which can be clearly shown from the data."

"No one wine can become mainstream forever, but I have studied carefully, no matter how the trend changes, there are always a few companies in the suppliers."

"Aren't these companies only serving the royal family?" Sigmon asked strangely. According to his understanding, in the country where he lives, such people who only serve the royal family are called royal merchants.

"It was true in the past, but Prince Louis hated this kind of thing, and later the kingdom even introduced corresponding laws..."

Well, give a compliment to myself. Sigmund thought silently.

"In this context, the frequent occurrence of names of certain companies seems strange, and what is even more strange is that these companies that once served the royal family tend to be short-lived, and almost every specific item is popular. After that, they pop up."

"Then after the trend, they disappeared completely. If it weren't for my targeted investigation, I would never have found that these companies once belonged to the fixed big companies."

"It's really weird." Sigmund nodded, "It's like these products they provide are a special kind of product."

"Yes, and they can beat the trend every time and guess what some people like." Charlotte added.

No one can always be a trendsetter of the times unless they have the ability of a prophet, so the companies Charlotte mentioned are definitely worthy of careful investigation.

"While these commodities are favored by the royal family, some of them have also entered the families of the nobles, and in addition to this, these companies will also provide some relatively cheap substitutes, so that their products can be obtained from top to bottom, all the people's support."

"Where do these things come from?" Sigmund asked the crux of the question.

"Akkad," Charlotte replied.

Several people glanced at each other, "So now, which products are the most popular in the upper class of Abetus?"

"There are a lot of them. I have collected them secretly. In addition, I also sent people to buy back some of the products that were once popular." Charlotte said, "There may be some secrets hidden in these products."

"Don't just limit yourself to food." Sigmon went on to remind, "The various spices that you use at ordinary times are also very important." Even if he has become stronger now, the sensitivity of his breath can still benefit him a lot.

"I see." Charlotte nodded.

After the incident in Chaos Sea, although they didn't say it, the high-level insiders of the Investigation Bureau were convinced by Sigmon, the new CEO, so everyone had no objection to Sigmon presiding over the investigation.

"That's it." Sigmund stood up, time was precious, and he had to devote himself to his work as soon as possible.

Charlotte left the conference hall first. She hesitated for a while before going out, looked back at Sigmon deeply, and then left the room.

Ruben moved a little slower, sometimes looking up at Sigmon, and sometimes looking sideways at Alec standing beside him.

"Is there something wrong?" Sigmon asked subconsciously. These 6th-orders had a surprisingly good attitude towards him, especially Ruben. Although he looked at him strangely, Sigmon even suspected him for a time. Reuben's sexuality.

After all, the 6th-order star sages have superb control over the body, both offensive and defensive, and can stretch and shrink.

However, for the internal peace of the team, as long as Ruben continues to maintain his current state, Sigmon will act as if nothing has happened.

"No, nothing." Ruben replied in a panic, then quickly put away the information and left the conference room.

At this time, only Sigmund and Alec were left in the room.

"Cough cough." Alec coughed a few times, then raised his head, "Hey, Henrik..."

"What's wrong?" Sigmund looked strange.

"Can you write poetry?" Alec asked suddenly.

"Write poetry? What kind of poetry, and to whom?" Sigmund thought for a while.

Poems, he certainly can't write them, but if it's appropriate, he can copy them. Of course, the premise of all this is that the poems that Alec requires match what he can recite.

"I have a friend..." Alec said.

The beginning of the almighty, the almighty friend, Sigmon spit out a groove in his heart.

"He liked a girl, he said to the girl, I want to live with you, and he wrote a poem to that girl based on that mood, but he was rejected, so I thought, if you can write poetry... ..." Alec hesitated.

Oh, I see.

Sigmund nodded, and through Arik's beginning and expression, he thought he had guessed everything.

Lost in love, properly lost in love.

It stands to reason that Alic is a 6th-order after all. Although he does not conform to the mainstream aesthetics, in this era of power supremacy, it is still easy to be favored by women.

But this premise depends on what kind of women you are facing.

Poetry, that is the standard for young women in literature and art. Your image is definitely not good, so from Sigmund's point of view, in Alec's state, it is useless to memorize 100 poems.

What he needs is not a love poem, but a comfort.

"Okay, I understand." Sigmund nodded.

If you have something to say, just say it, and I have a friend...

Brush brush brush!

He pulled a piece of white paper, quickly wrote a poem on it, and handed it directly to Alec.

"Thank you, Henrik, you are really a good companion. After completing this survey~www.wuxiamtl.com~ I'll treat you, let's go to Moon Harbor." Alec took the letter and folded it without looking at it. put it in the pocket.

Before leaving, he thanked him again with a sincere expression, "I thank you for my friend!"

"It doesn't matter." He still pretended to be... Sigmund was speechless.

At this time, Alec, who had left the conference hall, hurriedly caught up with Ruben, who was walking in front.

"Snapped!"

"For you!" Alec took out the poem written by Sigmund and patted it in Ruben's hand.

"What?" Ruben looked puzzled. In fact, before leaving just now, he really wanted to ask Sigmon about the second half of the poem, but he was interrupted by Sigmon before he could speak.

"Henrik's poem, I want to live with you."

"What's the matter? What did you say?" Ruben looked nervous.

"Don't worry, I didn't mention you at all." Alec looked smug, and then briefly explained the matter.

"Nice job!" Ruben felt a little relieved, and then opened the folded paper with excitement.

"if life has cheated you……"

Seeing the poem on the paper, Reuben was struck by lightning.

At the same time, Sigmund, who knew nothing about it, was stopped by Charlotte's carriage when he left the investigation bureau.

He saw Charlotte sitting in the car and waved to him with an unnatural look.

What's the meaning?

Let me get in the car first?