Money, money, money, whether it's a shiny gold coin, a melodious silver coin, a heavy copper coin, or an almond biscuit shaped like an almond biscuit circulating on the island of Kozan, as long as it has commercial circulation value, every goblin can go crazy for it.

Aside from the crazy obsession with money, the goblins may not have any business rules or business ethics in their business activities, as is reflected in all goblin merchants.

But what shocked all non-goblin scholars and merchants the most was that such immoral goblins could carry out the "sacrosanctity of the contract that had been made" very thoroughly.

Even at the end of the road.

He was willing to give his life for the fulfillment of the contract......

This is provided that it is stated in the contract.

On the one hand, he is greedy for money to the point of ignoring all morals, laws, and conventions.

But on the other hand, he values the contract even more than his own life.

It is this kind of obsessive duality that makes the goblins generally bad in Azeroth, but there are still countless merchants who are willing to do business with them.

Even if their rise is less than a few decades now, it is shorter than the rise of any intelligent race.

But they have quickly surpassed the human merchants, becoming more and more the most successful business elite in Azeroth.

Strymwild Hot Sand now regrets his misjudgment.

He was also angry.

Angry at the disobedience of the goblins who resigned, and Zutona's unilateral tearing up of the verbal agreement, albeit for his violations.

But neither his transgression nor Zutona's tearing up of the verbal agreement was a sacred paper contract.

Zutona couldn't help what Strymwaid Hot Sands did in the first place, and the chairman of Hot Sands couldn't seize this to slander Zutona.

Angry, Mr. Sresha angrily confiscated half a year's salary from his bodyguard, because the other party stepped into the office with his left foot first when he was calling him to eat!

Even if he praised the other party not long ago and gave the other party a half-day paid vacation.

Strymwild Hot Sand, who has been irritable for three days, weighed the pros and cons for a long time......

Finally on the agreed day.

Contrary to his will, he reluctantly sat in his own car, a sturdy and huge slave catcher with a two-week hull and many cannons.

He prepared to take a boat and set off for the coordinates of the address Marin Nogforg and the trolls had left for him before they left.

"Hey!"

An upset Strymwaid Resand stuffed his ship with more than 200 heavily armed goblin soldiers, and the artillery was also piled with cannonballs.

He made up his mind.

If you have the chance, this trip is a must!

Discuss?

The premise of the negotiation is that the other party must have the ability to trade with the goblins on an equal footing!

Full of unhappiness and malice, Strymwhite Hot Sand set off just as the sun was just above the horizon.

His slave catcher sailed out of Hot Sand Harbour and headed south along the coastline, and as luck would have it, he happened to encounter the southward sea breeze.

Depart in the morning and arrive at your destination in the evening.

Standing on the bow of the ship, Strymwhite Resand held a goblin telescope and looked out at the coastline in the distance.

He'd been here before.

When he was about to build a city on the coastline of Tanaris, he sailed all over the coastline of Tanaris.

After choosing and choosing, I finally chose the current location of the hot sand port.

Not because it's a good deep-water port, it's not because it's rich in resources, and it's not because the terrain is suitable.

It's just that there are decent freshwater resources there, which can barely afford the development of a port.

The same goes for Gakison.

It was built there because it happened to have enough groundwater to support a city with a population of almost 50,000.

The most important thing in playing construction on the seaside of the desert is not resources, nor ports, nor anything else.

The most important thing is fresh water!

The coordinates of the address left by Marin Nogforg, Strymwhite Resands vaguely remembers that area.

It was the middle of the Tanalis coastline, an amazing white and beautiful stretch of sand, but there was nothing but sand.

A little further inland, except for the sand and sand.

It's a place so desolate that even pirates don't want to go.

"In that kind of place to build a city?"

Strymwaid Resha felt that if there was not some conspiracy, it was the trolls from the forest who had been stunned by their victory in Zulfarak

He still prefers more conspiracy, which is why he brings so many subordinates just in case.

"How long will it take?"

The chairman of the hot sand turned his head and asked his captain.

"Count the five thousand gold coins and set them up!"

That's about an hour or so away.

After a quick mental calculation, Strymwild Hot Sand decided to go back to the cabin and drink a glass of rum, which he would probably be there after that.

Wait for a glass of 15 copper almonds to be drunk with inferior rum – you read that right, inferior! Even if he has a lot of money, Mr. Hot Sand can still save on his own diet.

Frugal......

Or rather, stingy.

It is also one of the means by which Strymwild Resha made his fortune in addition to his shrewd mind, superb business methods, and greed for money.

Garkison's slave catcher.

The destination sea has been reached.

With a small spell to clear his drunken state, Strymwild Hot Sand returned to the bow of the ship and pulled out his binoculars.

"Let me see ......"

"What the hell are these three-fingered monsters doing!"

The chairman of the hot sand looked at the target sea area and coast, and it was okay not to look at it, but he was startled when he saw him.

"Wait! Why are the flag and ship of Mogul Razdenk there? ”

"And Gary Vickers's!"

"Wow! Even the idiot of Hellas Darkmoon is here. ”

"Incredible! The flies of Ashvan are actually ......"

“……”

Strymwild Resand's face was heavy and he lowered his binoculars.

Then.

Just as his captain walked up, "BOSS." Shall we grab a ticket? The big guy is ready, the gunpowder is ready, the shells are loaded! ”

"Good. Gazvi. That's a good proposition, but before that I'll stuff you into the cannon and shoot your ass over to get you up close and personal with them! ”

Strymwild Hot Sands kicked the captain in anger and pointed into the distance, "Idiot! Don't you see how many ships they have?! ”

Knock knock!

Strymwild Hot Sand's stubby fingers tapped a few times on the deck railing, and he thought quickly for a moment, then made up his mind.

"Flag the standard sailing! Show that we have no ill will! Get the boat over now! ”

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