As long as the method is right, the money is still easy to make. In the second month after Lu Jingzhi established his trading post on Heishui Avenue, a caravan from the Southern Castle passed through Shanqian Village. The caravan was led by a necromancer with a row of strong human slaves, each leading two undead horses, followed by two undead knights on undead horses, as well as their infantry and horsemen.

The leader of the caravan was surprised to see the trading post, and although these wooden houses looked a little simple, they could shelter from the wind and rain, and were the best place for the caravan to stop.

"My lord, this is the trading post of Yamamae Village. Please go inside and rest with a few adults. A human, who looked like a buddy, stood on the side of the road and greeted the caravan.

The undead wise man nodded, and with a wave of his hand, the undead knights and the people behind the caravan dismounted, and immediately a man waiting on the side ran over and took the reins of the undead horse.

An undead knight commanded, "Take care of my horse, and if something goes wrong you'll be dead." ”

The guy who took the reins in his hand trembled with fright, but he still gritted his teeth and smiled: "My lord, don't worry, we use the best sulfur water here, and feed the ice fruit with ice fruit wine residue, to ensure that your beloved horse eats this time and thinks about the next time." ”

The undead wise man was displeased, "Don't listen to the poor mouths of the humans, come into the house, for fear that it will rain." Before he could finish speaking, a golden light flashed among the black clouds in the sky, followed by a thunderclap in Kara, and the wind swept over with a smell of earth, and it seemed to be a heavy rain.

The leader hurriedly let the undead adults into the wooden house, and the other men also shouted and brought the undead horses and pack horses to the stables of the trading post.

Each of the adults of the undead was given a wooden basin of hot sulphur water and a pot of cool ice fruit wine. However, these are not free, each pot of sulfur water costs half a catty of sulfur ore to pay, and each pot of ice fruit wine is also half a catty of sulfur ore. In this way, what is in front of each undead is worth a pound of sulfur. This is a trivial matter for the caravan, but for different undead, the value is naturally different. The undead sage can enjoy everything in front of him without care, and the undead knight will feel a little luxurious in his heart, and although the servants feel that it is too expensive, they can maintain the same demeanor as their own knights, and try to adapt to this high-end consumption, and even regard it as a kind of subordinate glory. But the infantrymen, who had just been transformed from ignorance, could not restrain their emotions a little.

"No, humans! it can't be!" a tall undead foot soldier stood up and roared loudly. He would never pay 250 grams of sulphur for a mere basin of sulphur water. You can't even use 30 grams of sulfur for such a basin of water, but these cunning humans actually cost more than 8 times.

An older-looking human stepped out and smiled at the undead infantryman, "My lord, do you think you don't need this anymore?" "Immediately two men came over and took away the sulphur water and ice wine in front of the undead infantryman. The ice fruit wine was just that, and was brought into the room by the fellow, out of sight and out of mind, but the guy who served the sulfur water was so immoral that he poured a basin of water outside the door in front of the tall undead infantryman, and splashed it clean.

The so-called mountain rain is about to come and the wind fills the building, the sky is cloudy, lightning and thunder roar, and gusts of wind roll up on the ground, sweeping the heat of sulfur water and sending it to every undead and human being. Seeing the other undead wiping the dust off their faces and bodies with hot sulfur water, the tall undead infantry was a little crazy. The shriveled cheeks were soaked in sulfur water, and the parasites that had been attached to their faces by the wind fled, and after being moistened by the water, the hard fibers also regained some flexibility, and all but this undead infantryman, who had no hot water available, seemed very comfortable.

"Water! Seeing that the human was about to be grabbed through the neck, suddenly a long sword with a sheath reached out to block the large hand of the tall undead infantryman.

The undead infantry was furious, and when he looked up, it was a knight-like undead, sitting behind the older human, blocking his grasp with a great sword. He was holding a great sword, but he was wearing only a pair of trousers, and a human woman was wiping his body with the same hot sulphur water.

"Sit back. The knight-like undead said slowly, "This is a village under the rule of Duke Wensha, and it is also managed by knights. ”

When the undead foot looked closer, he saw three more undead dressed like this sitting on the side, and knowing that it would be difficult to please him, he sat back at the table with indignation, picked up a pot of ice fruit wine, and poured it down his throat.

"This ...... This is my ......," said an undead infantryman who was slightly shorter than him. However, he couldn't defeat the tall undead infantryman, so he turned his resentment into a silent mutter.

Seeing this, the undead sage at the head whispered, "Cunning human, bring another basin of sulfur water and serve my men, and do not neglect it." Bring me another pot of ice fruit wine and compensate my other subordinate. "The tone of the Necro Wise is a bit like a deep singing voice, as if chanting something. Baghdad, who was sitting and enjoying the woman's hot water, listened, raised his eyebrows and raised his head suddenly.

"Are you a sorcerer, or a great undead?!" Baghdadi asked.

The undead sage shook his hand, as if reluctant to mention these things. The man who had been instructed to change a basin of steaming sulphur water to the tall undead infantry, and another man took back the ice fruit wine he had just taken away and placed it in front of the dwarf undead infantryman.

The man put down the basin and was about to leave, when he suddenly heard the tall undead infantry shout in a low voice, "Human, don't go. Wipe me like a human over there. He pointed at the woman who was wiping Baghdady.

"My lord, that's to collect money. Seeing that Baghdadi was really able to control the scene, this fellow was a little bolder, and dared to talk to the undead infantry.

"No!" the undead infantry roared, "why, you, everything, give money!"

Baghdadi took out a fist-sized piece of sulfur from his trouser pocket and put it in the woman's hand, fearing that it would weigh two or three pounds.

"Rookie, if you want to enjoy, you have to be rich. "As soon as Baghdad paid the money, he was like an uncle, teaching the tall undead infantry. The word rookie was learned from Lu Jingzhi, and for veterans, recruits are rookies, and there is no other more appropriate adjective.

The undead wise man was shocked by the arrogance of Baghdad, and gave two catties of sulfur to wipe his body, even if this guy was a knight, he would not be so rich. Judging from his naked body, I am afraid that even if he takes care of it every day, he may not be so shiny, is this a high-level knight who pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger?

"Arrange for my brothers to wipe them off. Baghdadi said lazily, then glanced at the necromancer, and added, "Look for a girl, as careful as this one." Go for it, the grid is the same as me, and if you rub it well, there's a reward. The older human in front of him nodded his head and turned away, and after a while, he found three young women and disarmed the three undead knights behind Baghdad.

The undead sage did not know that bathing in sulphur water was so exquisite, and he spent most of his ordinary time studying witchcraft, and he always followed the flow of pleasures. What kind of treatment others want, what kind of treatment he strives for. At this time, he saw a knight - of course, it may also be a high-ranking knight in disguise - in front of him, enjoying the service of human beings as much as he could imagine, where could he still watch?! ”

A fellow came over and said eagerly, "My lord, please take off your coat and leave a pair of pants underneath." I'll wipe it for you. But let's talk about the price first, what about a big man like me, the fee is half a catty of sulfur......"

As soon as the undead wise man raised his head, his two deep-set eye sockets flashed, and the man was so frightened that he didn't dare to say any more, and said in his heart: Why is this old guy so scary. I only heard the undead wise man whisper: "Change a woman, be like the adult over there, and I will be careful." ”

The man didn't dare not listen, but he didn't walk away immediately, and said with a smile: "Adult, woman, you need two catties of sulfur." ”

The undead wise man did not want to fall in front of an undead who might be a high-ranking knight, so he whispered: "It's all right, let your people come, wipe the bodies of my subordinates, all careful women." ”

A short time later, a group of human women from the village walked into the trading post, each with a basin of hot sulfur water and a brush, and came to scrub the undead of the caravan.

"No, human!" cried the undead sage in a low voice, "why does that knight use a cloth towel and we use a brush?!"

"My lord, that's what he bought. Bath towels also cost money here. The fellow remained with the undead sage, and when he heard what he had heard, he replied.

The Necro Wise Man looked at Baghdad, and sure enough, he saw a small piece of brimstone placed beside him, which seemed to pay for the bathing cloth.

"Cunning humans, you will pay the price for teasing the undead. The undead wise man was furious and was about to go crazy, when he suddenly changed a cloth towel to the woman who was wiping his body, and the guy whispered on the side: "My lord, we have reserved a bath towel for you, and this piece will be free for you." ”

The undead wise man was stunned for a moment, and saw that the other undead in the caravan were still washing with a brush, and only he was using a cloth towel, and a sense of superiority arose, and he nodded in approval.

When the bill was paid, the undead sage was a little painful, dozens of catties of sulfur had exceeded his expectations, and it could basically be said that his sulfur reserves had bottomed out.

"My lord, actually, we also have a free service. Seeing the reluctant look of the undead wise man, the man wasted no time in adding a sentence on the side.

"It's free...... How can it be free?" may be dismissive to an upright knight, but to a merchant, a necromancer who has studied witchcraft, it has considerable seduction.

"My lord, if you sell the goods you bring to our village, we will be able to provide you with free services. The guy said.

"Yes, but it depends on what you can afford. The Necro Wise agreed. He originally wanted to go to the Duke of Windsor's castle to trade, but it was still half a day's away from the Duke of Windsor's castle, and if the castle was not inhabited, he would have to sleep outside. Or you have to rush back here overnight to rest.

Just as I was thinking about it, there was another thunderclap outside, and then I heard the sound of fried beans from far and near, and the heavy rain that had been brewing for a long time finally fell.

Seeing this, the man said to the undead sage: "My lord, you see that this rain is so heavy, and the clouds are still very thick, I am afraid that it will not be able to stop for a while, why don't you stay here for one night?"

The necromancer also nodded and agreed, and since he learned that the service could be free, the undead sage no longer thought about the checkout, but all the services came from the high-end. Eat well, live well, and use well. That guy is also extravagant, and a one-night stay was arranged in a blink of an eye.

Seeing that the accommodation conditions for this night were unprecedentedly good, even better than the hospitality of the national capital, the caravan couldn't help but feel a little uneasy, for fear that the money would fall on them again. When they heard that it was free, everyone from the undead knights to the human slaves rejoiced.

But when it came time to negotiate the price with the man, he found that it was a lot worse than the castle. The trading post had a lot of sulfur and ice fruits that the caravan wanted, as well as the best ice mushrooms, but the guy said that this time it could be traded for gold, and it didn't have to be bartered.

Trade with gold coins, that is, the trading post can buy his things, and you can also buy someone else's things. In this way, the buying and selling of two ends of the money becomes one end of the money. And where are the goods that they have brought with them? The caravans brought iron ore, nitrate, leather, weapons, and some simple armor from the castles in the south.

The Necromancer tried to barter several times, but the fellow refused, and the man said, "It's not impossible to barter, but the accounts must be calculated one by one, you can first buy the large items such as sulfur and ice fruits in our hands, and then we will record the money in the account, and then buy what we want from you." ”

Isn't this the same as bartering in the past? What's the difference? The Necro Wise didn't understand, but he agreed. When it came time to buy things from Shanqian Village, the guy insisted that he would charge 10% more than last time.

"My lord, that's the cost of our trading post's services, and we should have collected 62 gold coins, and you can see that after we raised the price, it was only 20 gold coins more expensive than before, and we lost more than half of it. The guy said with an aggrieved face.

The undead sage calculated a little, and it was really like this, so he agreed. He thinks that since you can raise the price, then I can also increase it, and if you increase it by 10%, I will also increase by 10%, and the deal will be flattened.

However, after the accounts were settled, when it was the turn of the village in front of the mountain to buy the caravan's goods, the man pressed the price down to a price that was one percent lower than before.

"My lord, your stuff is too expensive for us to afford. You might as well give us the gold coins and bring the things back with you. The guy said with a sincere face.

When the undead sage thought about it, it was the same thing, he sold it expensive, he could not buy it, and find someone else to buy it. But if you really bring the things back, not to mention whether you can bring the things you bought, you will lose more than one thing just by the freight. So I had to agree with the guy's low offer.

The next day, the wind and the sun were beautiful, and the man was very happy when he looked at the caravan that was fully loaded, the expression on which the caravan was satisfied from top to bottom, and the smile of the undead wise man who secretly received a box of high-grade ice fruits from his own.

When the caravan was far away, and no longer saw their shadows, the fellow said to Baghdad: "Old man, look at my little fool is not so silly, right?" This fellow is the son of the charcoal maker's family.

"It's an adult's plan. "Baghdad doesn't save any face at all.

"That's going to have to be a smart guy. Xiao Hanzi said proudly.

"It's okay for me. "Baghdad continues to hit him.

"Come on, you better continue to play your local tyrant. You are also the only one to do that. "The little man really can't enjoy the sulfur water, that thing can only be accepted by the undead.

Lu Jingzhi listened to the news brought back by Sijiu from the Shanqian Village Trade Station in the castle, and proudly nibbled on a sweet radish, and his heart was indescribably happy. According to his own strategy, this guy can make 20% of the transaction with one flip, so if he runs it himself, maybe 30% or 40% will also be there. It seems that he was born to be a businessman.

Tangtang looked at Lu Jingzhi's smile on the side, and she couldn't help but be happy. She knew Brother Jing's plan thoroughly, and accurately judged when it would rain and when the caravan would come. She didn't know how she could tell, but she looked at the sky and knew that it was going to rain heavily and for a long time, and she just glanced at the warehouse, and asked the warehouse laborers about the time and number of last trades, and knew when the caravan would come. This is her newfound ability in the realm of the undead.

"Brother Jing. Tangtang ran over, taking advantage of Lu Jingzhi's happiness, and called affectionately.

"Hey, Sister Rong'er, what's the matter? Lu Jingzhi also responded exaggeratedly.

"You must not be angry when I say one thing. Sugar Candy smiled sweetly.

"Say, I'm not angry. Lu Jingzhi nodded and said, "Did you tear up a few pages of my account book to fold boats and planes?"

Tangtang didn't answer, but said, "You promise me first, you promise me first." ”

Lu Jingzhi patted his chest and said, "I must promise you, let's say it." ”

Tangtang said something that scared Lu Jingzhi so much that he almost regretted what he said.

If you want to know what happens next, let's see the next breakdown.