Chapter Ninety-One: Zax, the Trader

Demitina shrugged, "Well, goblin gentlemen, have a nice evening. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

Locke took off his silk gloves and put them on the table, picked up the dagger on the plate and cut the barbecue, and the three goblins opposite stopped arguing, they stared at Locke's movements motionlessly, and the goblin leader named Zax swallowed a little saliva.

Locke took a fork and sliced the barbecue, put it in his mouth and ate it, then looked at the goblin who was staring at him with a blank eye.

"Tell me, what goods do you have? Why can't it be sold! ā€

"Ah, another potential customer."

Hearing this, Zax's face showed an excited look, he shouted, and then said.

"Well, I have a caravan with some grain and other gadgets coming from the southern tip of the continent, Treasure Bay. Originally, we were reopening this trade route and wanted to sell the grain here. Well, everyone knows that food is the best to sell during the war. I didn't expect that when my caravan passed through the Silver Pine Forest, it was besieged by a large group of undead from natural disasters, but luckily we carried a lot of bombs with us. ā€

"By the time we arrived, my rival trader, Obi, had already come by sea ahead of time, and he had sold all the grain he had to you Crusaders!" Zax, the goblin, became enraged, and he jumped on his stool and cursed, "Damn Obi! He snatched my gold! May him be dragged into the abyss by Naga in the Endless Sea! ā€

"So, you saw me in Gadar, like you sold me this batch of grain?" Locke ate the barbecue without moving, but his heart was happy, and when he was short of food, someone sent it!

"Yes, you crusaders say they don't have the money and don't plan to buy this batch of grain." Trader Zax spread his hands and said helplessly, "Actually, this batch of grain is really not expensive, they are pure natural grains, we robbed other robbers in the endless sea, from them... I bought it in my hand. ā€

Huh, bought from a robber?

Seeing that Locke didn't speak, but was just eating the barbecue by himself, the trader Zax couldn't help twitching his nose and swallowing another mouthful of spit.

"Hey, can you talk to me?"

"I know you're an officer in the crusaders' newly formed Fifth Legion." Trader Zax looked at Locke and said.

"Oh? How do you know? Locke asked, looking up and wiping the grease from his hands with the cloth on his side.

"I've been with you in Gadar for less than a day, and I've learned a lot about what you're doing. You are now desperately short of food, and you have formed a new Fifth Legion. I arranged for my men to squat at the gate of the Fifth Regiment to guard the officers who came in and out, and my men told me that the guards at the gate did not stop you in the barracks you entered in the afternoon. ā€

"And the pattern of your uniform is completely different from that of other soldiers." Zax pointed to a table of soldiers and officers who were drinking, and said, "Look, that man should be an officer, but the colors and styles of his robes are not that complicated. ā€

"So you should be the big man of the Fifth Legion!"

Zax finished his reasoning, and then looked at Locke expectantly.

"Yes, you're right, I'm a big man in the Fifth Legion, but I don't have the money to buy your food." Locke pretended not to care.

"Oh, what a disappointment! Looks like I'm not making any money chatting with you. Zax sat down and ran his hand over his face.

"Hey, Zax, when we get back, the Prince of Trade might make you a slave!" The goblin named Kosta gloated, "I'll gladly take your place as a trader, and I'll buy you and wash my toilet every day!" ā€

"Alright, Kosta, I'm out of luck, and you're no better! You, too, will be reduced to slavery like me. Zax retorted, and then he looked at the goblin, clasped his hands, and touched his chin thoughtfully.

"You're right, Kosta. Perhaps, I should ask you to go and clean my toilet from today!? ā€

"Zax! I think we're going to have a duel! The goblin unbuttoned his clothes, took out a simple pistol from his underwear pocket and put it on the table, Locke's eyes lit up instantly, this was the first time he had encountered a musket in this world, but then he thought that this thing was made by goblins and dismissed this idea.

Everybody knows that.

Goblin technology, shocking!

These goblin products will always bring miracles to his users.

"Hmph, I've really endured enough for disobedient subordinates like you, you've been nagging your sea route all the way, so why did you agree to go from the Silver Pine Forest in the first place!"

Seeing that the two goblins were about to fight, the other goblin spoke.

"Hey, hey, be quiet, our customers didn't turn us down! He has not explicitly rejected us and said no food! ā€

"He just said he didn't have any money!"

The goblin, who was left without saying a word, interrupted the noise of his companions.

Hearing this, the remaining two goblins turned their heads together and looked at Locke.

Locke had expected the goblin's fickleness, and he wasn't too surprised, he drank the last glass of rum and began to officially communicate with the goblin.

"How much grain do you have? Where's the food? How much does it cost? How to trade when the time comes? Locke asked all the questions in one breath.

Goblin Zacks rolled his eyes, and then he said, "We have a lot of food, and our caravan only brought 10 tons due to the number of guards and the inconvenience of long-distance transportation. On the sea of Treasure Bay, where we still have a dozen boatloads full of grain! The warehouses on the shore are also stocked with grain! ā€

"The deal is very simple, these 10 tons of grain are in our camp now, just outside Gadar."

"As for the price..."Goblin Zax touched his chin, he looked at Locke who was sitting upright, and couldn't help but think of him as a gold nugget sitting upright, his mind was constantly making up numbers, wanting to make a profit.

"Every ton... 1 gold coin! No! 2 gold coins! No! 3 gold coins, 50 silver coins! Zax struggled for a long time, repeatedly increasing the number of gold coins, and he kept stretching out his fingers to represent the number of gold coins.

"If you're so insincere, I don't think we need to talk about it." Locke pretended to get up.

In Lordaeron, before the natural disaster came, Andorhar, the main grain producing area of Lordaeron, only needed 3 silver coins and 50 copper coins for a ton of wheat in Andorhar.

And now, this goblin dares to raise the price 300 times to sell food to himself.

You know, in peacetime Lordaeron, the farmer's income is less than 7 silver coins a year.

In some special areas, the grain is high-yielding and can ripen several times a year, so the price of grain is not too outrageous, after all, it is related to the people's livelihood, and those nobles do not want to have a rebellion in their own territory.

"Hey, this crusader lord, we can discuss it again!" The three goblins hurriedly jumped down from their stools and surrounded Locke.

After Locke sat down, the goblin gritted his teeth and said with a heartache on his face. "3 gold coins! What do you think?! ā€

Seeing that Locke was about to get up again, the goblin Zax hurriedly stood up and said, "2 gold coins and 50 silver coins?" ā€

Locke stood up, the goblin gritted his teeth, and said with a twisted facial feature, "2 gold coins!" Buy and take away! You're also going to have to buy all of our stock of food in Booty Bay! Otherwise, you can go! ā€

Seeing that the goblin said this, Locke stopped in his tracks.

It seems that this is the bottom line of the goblins.

However, 20,000 yuan to buy a ton of grain is really not cheap! No wonder the Crusaders couldn't afford it!

The crusaders had to raise so many soldiers, build armor and weapons, and take into account other large and small livelihood construction tasks, and they had no financial input, and they completely relied on the soldiers to collect money from those ruined villages and towns to maintain, and it was estimated that there were not a few gold coins in deposit, right?

"Yes!"

Locke said lightly, and the goblins in front of him thought they had misheard, and they stood motionless.

After a while, the trader Zax came to his senses, and he asked cautiously, "Lord Crusader, did you say that you asked for all our stockpiles?" ā€

"Yes, I want all the food in stock!" Locke affirmed.

With 2 gold coins per ton, I can still afford it.

"Oh, thanks to the gold, I finally don't have to worry about going back and becoming a slave." Trader Zax breathed a sigh of relief and sat back on his stool, while the two goblins muttered happily.

"I have some more questions for you." Locke looked at the happy goblin and said.

He had to confirm something, and buying food was now only secondary.

"Oh, let's talk, Mr. Customer, ah~ I must have what you need here." Trader Zax patted his chest and said in affirmation.

Locke asked, after a moment's deliberation. "Did you say you're from the Silver Pines Forest?"

"Aren't you going to buy anything?" Trader Zax looked at Locke expectantly.

"I'll talk about this later, you answer my question first!" Locke said with a wave of his hand.

"Well, who made you a customer?" The goblin sat down in frustration.

"Yes, we are on the shore of the town of Southsea in the hills of Hillsbrad, and we have followed the road, into the Silver Pine Forest, through the ghost place, through the ruins of your kingdom Lordaeron, and come here." Trader Zax said indifferently.

"Tell me how the Silver Pine Forest is doing." Locke asked.

"Oh, that hellish place, full of scourge spirits, and some terrible curses. Of course, there are still humans living in the woods, and in Ambermere, there are many humans, and there are mages of Dalaran who maintain order. ā€

"If there's one thing that impresses me the most, it's the ubiquitous undead and the jackals of the bandits, but thanks to the presence of a few Reaper 1000 Reapers when we came over, we were able to escape from the siege of the undead and finally come here."

"Have you ever encountered those free-willed undead? Or call the Forsaken. Locke continued.

"Oh, not yet, at the gate of the ruins of your capital, I met it." Zax replied. "We almost fought when the spirits of the self-proclaimed Forsaken came around. But they're buying from us, and it's strange how these undead don't eat, and how they survive. They didn't want food, they just bought some bombs, and they were digging under Lordaeron for something. ā€

Oh? If you say that, maybe there's a chance?

Maybe this is the only chance in the future!