This merchant's name is Herumbus Morgan, and he comes from Tyrell, one of the three southern kingdoms, a city-state rich in mercenaries in the strife of the goddess of war "Mirmidia".

After spending most of his life in several towns along the coast of Tyrelll, Herumbus, in his forties, finally had a merchant ship of his own, the Sassuolo.

Like other adventurous Tyrell merchants who wanted to make a fortune, he had been on an expedition to the New World for Lustia more than half a year earlier, and thanks to the goddess, the journey went well, and he finally returned with a full load and a boatload of local products.

However, just as Captain Helumbus was ready to continue sailing the Sassuolo to the Far East, sell the ship's cargo and make a fortune, and then retire to buy a manor to enjoy his old age, the situation suddenly took a turn for the worse, and good fortune seemed to start to leave him.

Not long after the merchant ships left the port city of Lucini in Tyrellle, and before they entered the southern fjords of the vast ocean, they encountered the ferocious pirates of the "pirate principality" of Satosa.

In order to evade the pursuit of this group of bloodthirsty maniacs, the Sassuolo had to turn east and enter Blackclaw Bay. As a result, although it got rid of the enemy, it also suffered many failures under heavy shelling, not to mention the long voyage, and even enough to return to Tyrell.

Herumb had no choice but to order the Sassuolo to sail into the "Iron Gate" at the mouth of Black Claw Bay, a dwarven city that was the largest port in the Frontier Prince's Domain, and also had the best shipyards and the best dwarven craftsmen.

Even so, the badly damaged "Sassuolo" could not be repaired for a while, and Helumbus had to unload the cargo on the ship and sell it on the spot, even if it made a little less money, it was better than encountering pirates again and losing all his money.

But here comes the problem, the stubborn dwarves of the "Iron Gate" are not interested in these strange goods from the Lustrian continent at all, and have no desire to buy them at all, and after seeing this situation, the few other interested human merchants have also found excuses to deliberately suppress the price, because they have already heard that the merchant ships in Helumb are being repaired and are in a hurry to ship.

After a few days of stalemate, the unwilling Helumbus gritted his teeth and decided to take a chance and personally bring a small amount of goods into the "border prince's territory", wanting to see if anyone in other places knew the goods.

The result was very tragic, not only did he not sell anything along the way, but he also encountered several waves of rogues, and after several twists and turns, he almost lost his life, and finally arrived at "Fetanburg".

But the result was the same, not a single local merchant was willing to shell out even a single gold kronor for this strange plant in the hands of a foreigner.

Use your nose to suck in the smoke produced by burning leaves? I'm afraid that a fool wouldn't do such a thing, and if you have the heart to study this, you might as well think about how you can grab a few more barrels of fungal beer next month.

At this point, Helenb can be regarded as resigned to his fate, ready to sell the goods in his hand at a low price, not to mention making money, as long as he does not lose money, thank God to the goddess.

Unexpectedly, when he decided to give up, he met Lepp, and when he inquired, it turned out that the other party was the president of the hottest "Redemption Chamber of Commerce" in the business circle recently.

Hearing that he was interested in his cargo, Helumbus immediately offered to go back and bring all the other goods on board, but on one condition, that is, he did not want money, only wine.

During these few days in Fetamburg, Hrumbus heard legends about two unique wines almost every day.

Everyone who is lucky enough to drink it does not hesitate to praise their charming taste and aroma in the most gorgeous words, and after several artistic processes, it has spread all over the streets of the city, and almost everyone is talking about it.

Any discerning merchant can see how huge the market is, whether it's as far away as Aurora Nipon, or the empire and Bretonnia as far away, as long as they are shipped through, there will be people willing to pay a high price for these beautiful wines.

Especially those noble lords, as long as the taste is good enough, they don't care how much gold costs to pour the liquid into their mouths.

This kind of 100% profitable business, who doesn't want to do it.

At this time, Helumb also reflected the cleverness that he should have as a qualified businessman, although the psychological bottom line was that as long as he could sell the goods on his ship, he still offered the most favorable conditions for himself at the first time.

To his ecstasy, the buyer, that is, Rip, actually agreed to this condition.

Fearing that the other party would regret it, Helenb immediately set off to return to the "Iron Gate" after receiving a positive answer, and even confiscated the deposit.

However, in order to show his sincerity and prevent accidents, Rep also sent a squadron of fifty mercenaries to accompany him, hoping to get the goods from the New World as soon as possible.

Stone was naturally very happy with the result, and he was very much looking forward to what the Tyrells could bring to him besides tobacco.

You know, many of the plants he dreamed of, such as corn, potatoes, sweet potatoes, etc., were native to South America, the prototype of "Lustria", and if these high-yield crops could really be obtained, then if nothing else, at least the "Disney" rat cubs could be open and energetic, without worrying about starvation.

Ten thousand steps back, even if there are no these, at least it is certain that there are dozens of packs of tobacco on the other party's ship, which is enough to make the black orc lord's blood surge.

It is also said that as a young man who has been physically and psychologically ripe to no longer be ripe, since crossing into the green skin, the most primitive and instinctive desire of the stone has been completely gone, and he has tried the taste of the forbidden fruit so that he has to shift his attention to other aspects, except for the innate battle, he does everything else to eat, drink and have fun, just to vent the restlessness and impulses in his heart, and now he has a new enjoyment, smoking.

In addition, whenever I am upset, I take out my pipe and light it beautifully, and between swallowing clouds and spitting fog, the whole person's thinking is much faster.

That's it just now, the stone in the room is racking his brains for something that uses his brain, I don't know how many brain cells have died, and finally received a success prompt from the system in the smoke.

Squinting at the departure of the new hero Snagra with the spider riders, Stone tells Big Bear to ask the other working little spirits to go back to rest, and then drags the confused new hero, Urzago, back to the house.

Closing the door, the confused savage orc coughed violently before he could look at the surrounding environment.

The black orc opposite him had already skillfully picked up his gray and white pipe made of ivory again, and said with a smile as he smoked heavily:

"Green Prophet, welcome to my workshop, goblin workshop!"