Before entering the door just now, Hernandez said this: The shopkeeper of the grain store just now said that a week ago, the grain store was full of grain, so it should be about 100,000 kilograms.

It's worth complaining about here, Cheng Xiaotian doesn't believe it, just by looking at the house, he knows how much food can be contained, and eighty percent is bragging!

But then, Cheng Xiaotian had to admit that what he said was very reasonable, as follows:

If he had 100,000 kilograms of grain, and after 50,000 kilograms were forcibly requisitioned by the army, he would not dare to put the remaining half in the grain stack again, and could only put it in a place that the army could not reach, several times in the Arathi Basin, and there was only one such place - the neutral adventurer's inn! And when they came out of the grain store, the shopkeeper said that, apparently because they thought that the adventurer's inn was not safe, so they were in a hurry to make a move.

In this case, if it was their own people who came to buy it, they would definitely not dare to sell it, but it was the hostile people's people who came, and they would be relieved, so Hernandez simply said the identity of the Baron of Stormwind.

Cheng Xiaotian asked him why he didn't talk about it himself, and his answer was very simple: "I can't even take out a silver horn in my pocket, whoever is the rich man will be on it." ”

Am I a rich man? Cheng Xiaotian asked himself, the answer is yes, I am the rich man!

"I repeat, money? Not a problem! Cheng Xiaotian said leisurely, and retracted his hands into his sleeves after speaking, this style was still learned from Huang Shiren.

When the words are released, although Cheng Xiaotian is calm on the surface, he is actually playing a drum in his heart, what if he is wrong? After all, it's not a foregone conclusion. But the result did not disappoint him, and the goblin lowered his head and fell into deep thought.

The more time passes, the more determined Cheng Xiaotian's heart becomes!

After a long time, the old goblin finally came back to his senses, looked up at Cheng Xiaotian and smiled: "I can't do this alone, I need to call my partner to be there." ”

As soon as he heard this, Cheng Xiaotian's heart, which had been hanging for a long time, finally landed.

The old goblin got up and opened the door, and shouted to the orc who was sitting on the ground playing the violin box: "Go and buy me a bottle of five-year-old soju, and tell the boss that money is not a problem."

When the old orc heard this, he raised his hand and threw the piano case, got up and left without saying a word, and the female Naga, who didn't know how long she had been twisting, left in a huff.

Closing the door, the old goblin didn't chat with the three of them, after inviting a seat, he took care of himself to the side, and made coffee with a set of strange glassware, Cheng Xiaotian exchanged glances with the two, sat down and waited quietly.

They didn't wait long, and about an hour later, the door was pushed open again, and a tall middle-aged man walked in. His face was square and resolute, angular and majestic, and after entering the door, he looked at it for a while, and saw that all three of them were wearing hoods to cover their appearances, and nodded.

"Baron Hernandez from Stormwind?" The visitor asked, looking sharply at Hernandez.

Hernandez was stunned for a moment, and Cheng Xiaotian on the side hurriedly continued: "In Lower Hernandez, Your Excellency is the mayor of Byron Cervantes, right?"

"Hahahaha!" The two laughed in unison without warning, but their voices were dry and there was no smile on their faces.

"Let's get down to business." Mayor Cervantes laughed and said lightly.

What can we talk about when we talk about "business"? Isn't it just about talking about money? The direct offer is, young master, I will continue here.

"Uh-huh, please." Cheng Xiaotian shrugged.

Byron Cervantes was also a cheerful person, and nodded when he heard this: "I have 50,000 kilograms of grain here, half of which is medium coarse wheat flour and half is refined wheat flour, all of which are fine grains harvested that year."

Having said this, Cheng Xiaotian's heart tightened, he glanced at Hernandez, and said, "What kind of eyes do you have?" You can see it! ”

Hernandez smirked and said nothing.

Byron Cervantes didn't notice this scene, and continued: "Now the war is in chaos, you can't buy food anywhere else, I traded with you, and I took a great risk, so is this price ......?"

"But it doesn't hurt to say it." Cheng Xiaotianxin said, young master, I have more than 10 bags of gold in my Qiankun bag, how big can you open a mouth like a little toad?

Sure enough, Byron thought about it and made a price: "50,000 kilograms of fine grain, a bag of gold coins, a fixed price, not including transportation."

"Mr. Mayor, your price is 10 times higher than usual, and you don't include transportation, I'm afraid this is ......" Youyou interjected on the side, not to mention the price, 50,000 kilograms of grain! A whole thousand sacks, how is this going to be shipped out?!

Byron shook his head and smiled bitterly: "This lady, please forgive me for being powerless, to be honest, now that the wind is so tight, such a large amount of grain can't be shipped out at all, if you are found by the orcs during transportation, I will never admit that I sold it to you."

"No problem, pay for the food!" Cheng Xiaotian interrupted the two and said coaxingly.

"Your Excellency!" Yu Yu panicked, how could it be so easy to make a deal.

Cheng Xiaotian didn't care, and continued to look at Byron: "But I also have a condition, if you can agree, we will pay the money with one hand and the grain with the other."

Byron Cervantes didn't seem to expect Cheng Xiaotian to be so refreshing, and was stunned for a moment when he heard this: "My lord, please speak."

"Tomorrow at 10 a.m., you send the three of us out of town, that's all." Cheng Xiaotian leaned back in his chair.

"Deal!" Byron thought about it and stretched out his right hand to Cheng Xiaotian.

Syllable! The two hands clapped together heavily.

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"Dawson, it's almost dawn, don't we have to hurry, don't miss the hour, the young master is still waiting for us at the sweet water well." Isara's tone was a little uneasy.

She was so nervous for nothing else, but she was afraid that Cheng Xiaotian would be in a hurry......

Dawson glanced back, and the orc garrison was still unhurried following a few hundred meters behind.

That night, they threw two more sacks of wheat flour before they brought the orcs here, and they were almost to the town of Sweet Water Well.

"No, I'm familiar with this place." Old Dawson was determined, he touched his chin while looking at the group of giggling pursuers behind him, wondering if he should throw another bag to add some oil to them.

Seriously, these bags of wheat flour were thrown down, both of them were very distressed, the village was already short of grain, and even more scarce grain, these bags were all in the village, exclusively for Cheng Xiaotian, and now they were fed to the enemy in vain, and no one would be happy to change them. Fortunately, his young master is not short of money, and before leaving, he made a bold promise to buy an empty sweet water well!

"Hey, I said Isara, where did our young master get so many things? Why haven't you seen it before? Where does he usually hide? Old Dawson tilted his head and asked, this doubt had haunted him for a long time, and he was about to become a knot.

Hearing this, Ishara turned her head and said mysteriously, "I'll tell you, don't tell anyone that you noticed the bag on the young master's waist, didn't you ......?"

"Bags?" Old Dawson was stunned for a moment, recalled it, and sure enough, he noticed something abnormal. After all, they are Cheng Xiaotian's closest people, and it is difficult for Cheng Xiaotian's actions to hide from them.

In whispers, the two of them began to climb the hill in a carriage, and in front of them was a hundred-meter-high hill, and after turning over, they could see the iconic white stone mound of Sweet Water Well.

And at this time the top of this hill ......

"Ruhl, let's go, there's an orc garrison!" A giant magician shouted urgently, retracted his head from the top of the hill, and ran down the slope with a rolling belt.