"What do you want to sell me?"

Adam tilted his head to take the wine in his mouth and used a few fingers to spin the glass, in which the residual liquid swirled repeatedly to soak the rim.

The dwarf merchant frowned and muttered.

Hands tugging into the wide cuffs, tilting back and forth inside, as if picking something to their satisfaction.

"yes, that's it!"

He excitedly pulled out the scroll, and threw out several long, tightly bound sheepskin cylinders of similar style.

【Entrustment Files】

[Strange businessmen often match up to find suitable buyers and sellers for employers in need.] 】

The dwarf merchant hurriedly bent down to pick it up and clean up the messy scene, and then he opened his mouth to introduce:

"Hey, I'll tell you the truth, sir. An employer wanted to order a certain plant, and they provided cultivation tutorials, special yield enhancement formulas, and even finished product processing ideas......"

"So what does he want?"

Adam raised his glass, and the liquid rushed up to the rim of the glass, and then slowly slid down.

"The man wants you to deliver the goods as soon as possible and sell them to each other at a fixed price, and you can't find other buyers until the cooperation becomes stable and solid."

The dwarf merchant gently stroked the parchment roll.

It is covered with an iron tag and stamped with a special abbreviation language to retain the employer's information.

At that moment, half a piece of papyrus slipped through the cracks, fluttered and fluttered, and finally lay quietly on the plank.

Adam caught a glimpse of the slender, wild handwriting.

But before he could decipher it, he was quickly snatched away by the merchant and squinted his eyes to observe.

"Sorry, there are other requests. Well...... The other party said that it must be an independent force, and it must not have cooperative relations with any warlords or kingdoms. ”

"How do I deliver the goods to the other party?"

Adam did not rush to respond, but pondered the implications.

This commission is extremely detailed and does not require high resources, so why does the employer need to find someone else?

"I can't reveal too much, but it needs to be transported by water."

"Let me refuse."

Adam lowered the glass, and the residue that had adhered to the wall slowly slid off, gradually gathering a pale red at the bottom.

He walked straight away from the bar, trying to open the door, with obvious intentions.

"Hey, hey, hey."

The dwarf merchant smiled sadly, the atmosphere changed, and the air temperature dropped.

"Mr. Adam, we know your name, and the Chamber of Commerce is very interested in you, which is not common in history."

He turned half of his face to the side, and there was a hint of anger in his eyes.

Although his voice is hoarse, he no longer has that kind of treacherousness:

"We're businessmen, and it's fate to meet each other, but we don't like guys who only ask questions and never trade. If you can't give a reasonable explanation today, this may be the last time you'll see us. ”

[The strange merchant hates little tricks, if the other party loses patience, your reasons are not sufficient, then you will miss countless secrets. 】

"Because of your deal, it's not fair."

Adam said, his expression as calm as night.

The dwarf merchant was furious, grinning with bared teeth and protruding eyes, as if he might drop his glass and leave at any moment—they would engrave justice into their faith and not tolerate the slightest slander.

Adam did not take any remedy, but calmly found a stool next to him and sat down.

"You just told me tonight that the southern port forces are divided, and now there are people who have commissioned the processing of certain 'best-selling plants', and they can't cooperate with other forces."

"Is there something wrong?"

The dwarf merchant had finished his clothes and tugged the sheepskin back into his cuffs.

"If my guess is correct, those forces in the dock are more or less trading with the kingdom, and only by dominating a share of a certain commodity can they have the right to speak.

This client has a market, but not a strong one. Therefore, I did not dare to touch the kingdom and wanted to use the goods I provided to develop power on the sea. ”

Adam's words were conclusive, as if he had seen through everything, and his demeanor and demeanor when he spoke were a little lazy.

"Even if you're right, so what! You were still complaining about the lack of money just now, do you have any concerns about this win-win entrustment? ”

"I said, it's not fair!"

The young man cocked Erlang's legs and squinted his eyes at the other.

"Think about it, can a small place like mine produce goods that compete with the kingdom? That means that this secret recipe must be very unique, and what he wants me to grow is either highly toxic or addictive! ”

Adam pointed to each other, resting above his knees, his eyes sharpening as he spoke.

"I'm an idealist, but that doesn't mean I have high expectations of humanity. If there is a fool who goes wrong in any part of the process, or has a crooked mind......

That's betting with human life!

And it's not clear what the other party's identity and attitude are. When he becomes powerful and reveals me to a rival kingdom, there is no need to even clean up the aftermath himself.

Do you think this commission is fair? ”

The dwarf merchant's face began to soften.

Although he wanted to refute it, in the process of organizing the language, he felt that it made a lot of sense.

The confidentiality contract does not allow him to disclose too much information, so this kind of transaction, in the eyes of the other party, is not cost-effective, and it seems reasonable.

They believe in "fairness", and naturally hope that when they take the commission, there is no reluctance to do so.

Considering the many two-way transactions, all of which eventually turned from collaborators to mortal enemies, the young lord's considerations seem to be "quite mature".

"Mr. Adam, are you worried about that?"

The dwarf merchant licks his lips, and the tip of his tongue is thin and narrow, and it is dark brown.

"If I could find one of those scrolls where it is not dangerous to consign goods, would you still refuse?"

Adam thought for a moment and nodded.

After all, life is compelling, and his stronghold is in urgent need of development.

"Okay, great."

The dwarf merchant smiled, and the anger, confusion, and hesitation just now disappeared in an instant, just like a gambler taking off his disguise at the last moment.

He picked up the corner of his coat, quickly ran to the edge of the door, and took the initiative to open the gap, before turning and throwing out the sheepskin scroll.

The lacquered wood handle arced up, hit the roof and bounced off.

Adam reached for it, and before he could look closely, he saw a small piece of papyrus slowly drifting through the air.

"You're not kidding, it's not changed at all!"

He got up to chase after him, but slammed into the door.

What's going on?

Adam tried again, and he had already guessed the situation: it was definitely the beast that was pushing its body against the door.

The various sounds in my ears indicate ...... The merchant is going to pack up and run away!

"You're fair? If you want to force the errand, don't you dare to open the door and face me! ”

The dwarf merchant was now in the saddle.

He exhaled deeply, as if he had accomplished something unbelievably big.

"I'm sorry, sir. We also act according to the contract, and to be honest, if you don't make some deals, it will be difficult for me to continue the business, so you should do it.

Also, I really didn't lie to you, this plant is really not dangerous. The employer drew a hand-drawn illustration and left the contact information on the back. If you don't believe it, take it apart and take it apart. ”

Bang!

Adam broke the bolt with his elbow and jumped over.

However......

The entrance to the tavern was empty, not a single footprint remained, and the wooden door swayed as the only movement around.

"What's the matter, who's there!"

"My lord, are you alright?"

……

The militia on duty rushed over with torches, and whistles were heard from the other side of the school grounds, as if to inquire about the situation.

"Did you hear anything on duty? Has anyone come, or left? ”

Adam asked in a deep voice, but the militiamen described it almost identically: it was a peaceful night.

【Entrustment File (Received)】

The palms of the hands clenched and the texture of the sheepskin scrolls became the only evidence left of the night.

Well, the legend of walking on the continent of Kundia, it seems, is not so simple.

"My lord, what's going on here?"

"It's okay, I had a nightmare."

The militiamen looked out at the broken crossbar, the bolt as thick as a leg and wrist, and the debris was scattered in an explosive form on the ground.

They pursed their lips and were silent, and no one dared to continue to delve into it.