Daenerys, already a bit tired and very hungry, ignored the excited stonemasons and directly rode Dreamfire away.
As for how they would modify the construction plan, Daenerys couldn't be of much help; professional matters should be left to professionals!
However, judging by their enthusiasm, they probably wouldn't be content until they created a masterpiece that would shock the world!
Anyway, the arena currently only had its foundation built, so it would be easy to either expand it or make significant changes to the architectural style of the venue.
Let them do as they pleased; Daenerys certainly wasn't short on funds now. If they could really come up with something impressive, Daenerys could use it to make even more money in the future, so why not?!
It's worth noting that the arenas in Slaver's Bay were quite profitable. Although Daenerys wouldn't brutally exploit slaves for money like those slave owners,
she could still host more visually appealing martial arts tournaments using the arena. Alternatively, she could collect more exotic beasts or develop interesting products to hold exhibitions, which would also be a good choice.
As long as the venue was available, it could always be made profitable in the future!
As Daenerys flew low on Dreamfire past the arena construction site, she actually caught a whiff of enticing roasted fish.
Looking down, she saw that the refugees had spontaneously formed a small market on the Dragonstone New Island dock where they were still cultivating by the sea.
"This is quite interesting!"
So Daenerys had Dreamfire descend, then walked towards this small market.
Upon seeing Daenerys arrive at the market, everyone quickly moved aside, respectfully greeting her and bowing their heads low.
"Your Royal Highness!"
"Your Royal Highness!"
"You all carry on with your business, I'm just here to browse!"
Daenerys quickly said loudly to them.
The market wasn't large, and Daenerys's voice could almost be heard throughout most of it.
However, wherever Daenerys went, everyone still nervously and respectfully greeted her, and some didn't dare to move for a long time.
This wasn't necessarily because Daenerys was so beloved, but rather a long-standing survival habit formed by the people of this world.
In the nobles' territories, the lord held absolute power over the lives and deaths of their subjects. There were quite a few nobles who, disliking their subjects, would directly beat, kill, or abuse them under the pretext of disrespecting the lord.
Everyone's gaze remained fixed on Daenerys. Only after Daenerys had walked far away would they resume their normal activities.
If Daenerys hadn't developed a bit of social confidence since coming to this world, she probably would have fled in embarrassment in her previous life.
This market was small, but though the sparrow may be small, it has all its internal organs.
There were vendors selling coarse cloth and hemp clothes, and cleavers and sickles.
Vases, bowls and dishes; fishing nets, and animal skin products.
Almost all common small items needed for daily life could be found here.
Especially the utensils made by hawkers selling various commoner tableware, though simple, were quite stylish.
In this world, commoners primarily used wooden, crude porcelain, and some ordinary metal utensils.
Although they couldn't afford expensive dyes to color their tableware, they were good at using various natural dyeing plants from nature to meticulously decorate these ordinary items.
While the patterns on them weren't particularly delicate or intricate, they possessed a simple and natural beauty.
The most numerous vendors in the small market were the fishermen hawking their seafood.
"Fish lively and fresh, a delicious must-have; fresh and plump, come take a look!"
"Fish for sale, fish for sale!"
"Women who eat fish often are the most beautiful!"
"Young men who eat fish often are the strongest!"
"Elders who eat fish often live the longest!"
"Fresh oysters, razor clams, raw oysters, scallops!"
"Live and jumping groupers, cod, tuna; trout, sea bream, and large squid!"
There was a wide variety of seafood here, and every fisherman had their own catchy and humorous rhyming sales pitch.
Although the strong fishy smell from the abundance of seafood was indeed unpleasant, it allowed Daenerys to experience a rare, rich sense of everyday life.
However, most of the best seafood would almost certainly be bought by the chefs of Dragonstone and the wealthy families of White Sheep Town.
Most commoners, especially the newly arrived refugees, could only scrimp and save to buy some stinky fish and rotten shrimp.
After a while, Daenerys finally followed the aroma to the breakfast stalls. There weren't many stalls here, and most of them sold black bread and various seafood porridges.
The cleanest and tidiest was the roasted fish stall with a wooden sign. It was the aroma from here that had attracted Daenerys.
The wooden sign, written in the Common Tongue, read "Mrs. Hadak's Roasted Fish." There was already a long queue in front of the stall, indicating that the roasted fish here must be very good.
Daenerys consciously stood at the end of the line and asked the person in front of her,
"This roasted fish smells so good, how much is it?"
Seeing that it was Daenerys, the people who were queuing immediately dispersed, quickly giving the front spot to Daenerys.
"Your Royal Highness, please go ahead!"
Daenerys did not refuse their kindness.
"Madam, your roasted fish smells so good, how much is it?!"
Even though Daenerys's arrival caused a small commotion, the roasted fish madam remained calm and busy with her work, and was able to bow and greet Daenerys at the opportune moment.
Daenerys couldn't help but take a few extra glances at the neatly dressed madam.
"Replying to Your Royal Highness, the roasted fish is 10 copper coins per fish."
Mrs. Hadak, the roasted fish madam, replied neither obsequiously nor arrogantly.
"Mrs. Hadak! Please give me ten of them."
After speaking, she took out a gold coin from her pouch and handed it to the madam, then continued,
"The rest is to thank those who made way for me!"
There were only about a dozen people in the queue in front of Daenerys. One gold coin, even if each of them took 10 fish, would be enough.
"Thank you, Your Royal Highness, thank you, Your Royal Highness!"
Seeing that the seasoning Mrs. Hadak sprinkled on the roasted fish was actually the special barbecue seasoning developed by Daenerys, Daenerys couldn't help but exclaim in surprise,
"This seasoning is not cheap, no wonder your roasted fish tastes so good!"
"However, even with this seasoning, it's impossible to roast such delicious fish. It seems Mrs. Hadak also has her own secret recipe!"
Listening to Daenerys's praise, Mrs. Hadak, though visibly excited, still spoke calmly,
"Yes, Your Royal Highness!"
"Our ancestors grew up on the Fishing Village dock, and this excellent roasted fish recipe has been passed down."
"To receive Your Royal Highness's affirmation is our greatest honor!"
"Our roasted fish used to taste good, but not as enticing as it is now. As Your Royal Highness said, thanks to this special seasoning we purchased from the spice shop in White Sheep Town, mixed with our secret recipe, we can roast such delicious fish."
"So that's how it is!"
Then Daenerys smiled and suggested,
"Perhaps in the future, you could also try it on chickens, ducks, pigs, and sheep; it might be just as delicious!"