Duck and the other six stepped off the ship and set foot on the land of the Arabid Empire.

"Ah, this pagan land is not full of thorns. ”

Duck's mouth opened with a map cannon, and Riley covered his mouth before he could do so.

This sentence immediately attracted the attention of the people next to him, and an Arabic who was also a passenger smiled: "You are right. If there are thorns, they are born from the heart. ”

Duck was taken aback and hurriedly said, "I'm sorry, I lost my words, your Dolan speaks so well." ”

The other party smiled and opened his hands: "Your Ara language is also perfect, if you wear a white robe, I almost thought that I met a compatriot, the first pure local voice actually sounded in the mouth of the Gentiles, this must be the will of the true god Kara - Ibrahim who has been away from his hometown for a long time greets you!"

Darker opened his arms and hugged him: "Darke, the Dorand Rolle Chamber of Commerce Escort Dark, it's a pleasure to meet you!"

Ibrahim looked to be in his thirties, with slightly dark skin, sword eyebrows, a straight nose and a square mouth, and a dignified appearance. He wore a traditional Arabic robe, but behind him was a long, curved-bladed steel knife in the Dolandian style. I only had a small package with me.

Royce stepped forward to hug him: "Royce, President of the Dolandrolle Chamber of Commerce, is very happy to meet a warm and friendly friend thousands of miles away. George and others also introduced themselves.

Before coming, everyone had already done a good job of dividing the work, of course, Royce still played the role of the president of the Chamber of Commerce, the brothers and sisters Duck and Riley played the role of guards, George was the butler, Isabella was the doctor, and Isis was too young to play the role of a sister again, a little heel who ran around the world with her brother.

After politely greeting everyone one by one, Ibrahim said: "There is a small warehouse not far from my house, which deals in all kinds of groceries, and piggybacks also do inn trading. The goods, as long as the things are authentic and the price is not too high, you can also save the effort of finding a broker. ”

Royce laughed, "Then I'm going to trouble you." ”

"Your Arabs are so fluent, I think you often run this line, will it cause you trouble if I invite you so rashly?"

George laughed in the team chat: "He's talking to us, Lord, it's up to you." ”

Roy replied: "This is the first time we have run here, we have prepared for this trip, and language is only the first step." ”

Ibrahim's eyes flashed, as if surprised by Royce's frankness, and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, this land, though tolerant to the heathen, is by no means friendly. Six people want to carve a path to wealth, which is simply an impossible task. Profit-seeing brokers, roaring bandits, mean-spirited tax collectors, and inexplicable tribal conflicts that can break out at any time and anywhere will ruin your future and even your life. In return for my honesty and kindness, Ibrahim, Ibrahim, have decided that whatever your goods are, as long as there is no suitable buyer, I will take them all!"

Royce was so moved that he took a piece of dry bread from his pocket, grabbed one side with both hands, and handed it to Ibrahim, who also grabbed the other side with both hands, and the two tore the bread apart, and then exchanged parts of their hands and devoured them.

"What are they doing?" Riley asked in the team chat, "two big men, those eyes are terrifying!"

George laughed, "The custom of the Arabis is that two strangers who have shared the same piece of bread are friends who can be honest with each other - of course, in the ceremony. ”

"Ahh ”

"It was the Aaris who swept the entire peninsula, established a unified empire, beat Doland to the ground, and lost the holy city of Jelusalem. ”

"Cut, it's like you're not from Dorland. ”

"I'm just stating history. ”

While the two were bickering, Royce and Ibrahim had finished their bread. Ibrahim asked, "What kind of goods are you carrying, and can you tell me in the future?" ”

"Dry Harvest Bean," Royce patted the huge package on Dark's back, "the ones on his back, the ones in his hands, and the ones in his arms add up to about three hundred pounds." If it goes well, the next step is to bring more. ”

Ibrahimi said, "What is that, food?"

"It's a hard bean, and it used to be the currency of the tribes of the southern jungles. Some people grind it, make it into a thick juice, and drink it with salt and spices. After the establishment of the kingdom of New Tenotiran and the use of gold and silver as currency, it became a specialty. ”

"It turned out to be a new variety of drink. But will it be anesthetized and unconscious like wine?"

"Of course not, it's great for hunger and refreshment. The taste is delicate and smooth. ”

"Well, what about the price?"

"It is counted on 'grains,' which are 8 to 10 pounds each, or about 15 dinards. ”

Ibrahim could scarcely believe his ears: "Every grain ...... 15Is it from the precious fruit of the golden tree?"

"Of course, we have a relationship in Nuevo Tennotiran and can get the spot price at the cost price, which can be reduced as the planting and harvesting process improves. I dare say that in twenty years, no one will be able to get a more affordable price than me. ”

"Everyone, it's strictly forbidden to drink alcohol here. That's why coffee is a refreshing and mellow drink like it. It is also a coffee production area, and coffee drinking is popular. If you want to open the market in terms of beverages, I'm afraid it's not so easy, besides, I'm afraid that this price can only be recouped by going to the upper class and selling it to princes, nobles, and tribal heads. But how can the upper route be so easy to open?"

Royce laughed: "We don't do the beverage business, we do small food. I'm sure anyone who tastes it will never forget it. ”

Ibrahim was taken aback: "Poppy?"

Royce shook his hands: "We don't make that kind of harmful product, I just said that because I have complete confidence in its taste." I have a few samples here, would you like to try them?"

"This, so expensive, isn't it?"

"Just think it's a gift from a friend, there's nothing to be ashamed of, if you think the taste is okay, please help us spread the word. As he spoke, Royce nodded slightly at George. George stepped forward and took out a delicate gold-trimmed enamel box.

As soon as the box was opened, Ibrahim's brows jumped: there was a thick white gas!

What kind of alchemy is this to cool down such a small box? Is it so much trouble just for a small food? Is it the food itself that is shocking, or are these people having another motive?

A gold coin was held in front of him.

"Master Ibrahim, the melting point of this small food is lower than the body temperature of a person, and it is easy to dissolve, please. ”

"Thanks, but isn't this a gold coin...... Oh, see, it's covered with gold leaf – good!"

The snack is made in the shape of a gold coin, and the outside is wrapped with gold leaf, and the price can be raised by just this idea, this craftsmanship, and this appearance. The taste is really not good, and you can also make a fuss about the box. In this way, it may not be a loss.

Ibrahim carefully unfolded the gold leaf, peeling out the delicacy, and he was surprised to find that the gold leaf was actually two-sided!

He couldn't help but exclaim: "The craftsmen of your Chamber of Commerce are really first-class craftsmen!" After that, he looked at the pure black gold coin-shaped round cake in his hand, and sniffed it carefully, it seemed to have a sweet aroma and a bitter taste.

Is it impossible that the baking process is not up to par and that it is scorched? It is absolutely impossible, and if such a time-consuming and laborious delicate snack is burned, the cook will not peel it and cramp it? It is impossible to give it away. Forget it, a friend's thoughts, even if there are cactus thorns in it, only swallow one bite!

Ibrahim's heart was crossed, and he swallowed the small round slices of black burnt flavor into his mouth!

Then he became a wooden carving, unmoved for a long time, his expression changed uncertainly, his facial muscles twitched violently, and fine beads of sweat appeared on the tip of his nose.

Riley asked worriedly, "Is it okay for him?"

George said, "I chose a pure bitter flavor for him. There is no such thing as milk nuts, only sweet and bitter, and it is pure to the extreme. Judging by this reaction, this Ibrahim is also a person who has enjoyed it. ”

Ibrahim suddenly shouted, "Kara is on top!" and jumped over and grabbed Royce's hand: "Friend, my dearest friend, tell me, what is the name of this extreme little snack?"

George smiled: "Chocolate." ”