Sometimes you get into the habit of caring about something, about what other people think, and you can't even tell the reason yourself. And when you have to let go of this kind of care, you will feel as if you have unloaded the burden, and your life suddenly shines into a ray of sunshine. It's as if you're not losing, you're gaining.

That's probably what happened to Jones.

After falling out with his father, not only did he not worry about it, but he felt as if his life had changed color, and even the ground under his feet was steady. Plan carefully, keep accounts carefully. Because the sky will not fall pie, everything can only be borne by yourself, so it has more motivation to struggle. The whole person's mental outlook is different.

The next day, after another busy day, as soon as it was dark, Jones set out for Hilde and came to Adair.

"Oh, my dear Brother Jones, let's leave for the Chamber of Commerce now!"

"Isn't it a fraternity party?"

"Cancel today. Anyway, it doesn't matter, and I've already told them to cancel today's meeting after I came back yesterday. In this way, I can stay with you all day in peace. ”

"Thank you. Jones replied with a smile.

In Adair's carriage, Jones made a long way down the hill to Hild's Street.

At night, Hilde was as lively as ever, and the streets were full of people. There are all sorts of races, each busy with their own business. Frequent business transactions are the basis for Hilde's prosperity.

If it was before, Jones probably wasn't very interested in these things, but now, he is interested in everything. Whatever you look at, you will look twice, even the road on the ground.

After all, there is nothing left of Mega Snake City right now.

"It is no secret that Hilde's most lucrative business was undoubtedly the slave trade. The demand for slaves in our bloodline is very large, and there are many types of slaves in demand. Smelting and mining, we leave it to the dwarves. The potion, we'll hand it over to the elves. Strength work, we hand over to zombies. If you need some brains, we'll leave it to the goblins. In addition to this, there were many different kinds of slaves. And slaves are consumables, they will grow old and die, but we are immortal. So if you buy it, you have to buy it again. There were countless slave traders in Hilde. ”

"What's the cheapest slave?"

"The cheapest ......" Adair touched his chin and thought silently, just as he saw a half-human-tall goblin standing on a wooden box on the corner of the street passing by and shouting, next to him a string of goblin slaves in shackles: "Goblins? A normal goblin only needs one gold coin, which is very cheap. There was no agreement to protect them, and even they themselves were involved in the slave trade. As long as you can afford to pay, the Goblin King can sell you an entire Goblin Legion. Although such a legion is weak and useless. What's the matter? Do you want to be in the slave trade?"

"Nope. Jones shook his head and said, "I don't want to be in the slave trade, I just need people." There are too few people in Mega Snake City now, and I want to build roads. And road construction is the most scarce manpower. ”

"Can goblins be used to build roads?" thought for a moment, and Adair continued, "Seems like it can be." But I advise you not to use it. I heard that what they are best at on the battlefield is to escape. That's a special case, basically you don't have to buy it anymore. They have a particularly high reproduction rate and can fill your entire castle in no time. If it's not necessary, I advise you not to buy it. ”

"Hmm......" Jones thought thoughtfully, frowning.

"The second money maker is the bank. Pointing to the passing bank outside the car window, Adair said, "The reason is simple, because money can buy most things, and the main thing in the bank is money." So, banks can participate in all industries, and they always pick the most profitable investments. Yes, that's what I did. Hahahaha. As far as I know, the vast majority of slave traders work with banks. If you sell some of the most sought-after slaves, you even need a little friendship to lend them money. It's weird, right? I want to lend them money, and I need to make friends with them. But that's the reality. After all, some slaves, such as elves, are not accessible to anyone. ”

"And then?" Jones asked.

"And then there's the land. ”

"Isn't land a bank's business?"

"It's only partial. Adair spread his hands and said, "More of it, in fact, through consultants." ”

"An advisor like Patia?"

"Hmm...... Not counted. Patia is our dedicated advisor, and there are many other advisors in Heard who are open to all kinds of business information. They tend to have a lot of customer messages, and with that information, they can close deals. Adair sighed and said softly, "If it goes through the bank, it is often the bank that buys it directly and then sells it. If it's a castle like Serpent City, it's possible. Because it does not yet have any developed industry of its own, nor does it have any slaves attached to the castle. You won't have a problem buying it and putting it on your hand. But this is not the case with castles that have already been developed. Buying a castle means sending someone to take care of it. If the castle is left in the hands for a long time, then it will be necessary to send a lot of people to take care of the castle, and it will cost money to maintain its operation. Banks often don't have that many people, and the people who send them aren't familiar with the castle or even how long it will take to manage it. This adds a lot of costs and is not cost-effective. ”

Well, none of the top three most profitable businesses are Jones.

After thinking about it, Jones asked, "What if it's smelting?"

"Smelting?" Adele was stunned for a moment.

"Yes, for example, a blacksmith or something. I want to do this kind of business, after all, there are a lot of dwarves in Megasnake City...... Well, I know it's not a lot, but maybe there could be more later. ”

"Hmm...... It depends on what kind of smelting you're going to do. If it's a smelting of the Hilde range. Adair turned his face sideways and pointed to a sizable blacksmith shop outside the window: "This kind of business has already been done, and it is saturated. The profit is mediocre. The Sambo family also runs a blacksmith shop, but we just want it not to go out of business. ”

"Will you lose money?"

"No, after all, we are all slaves, but we will never get our roots back. The margins are very small. ”

"You just said you want to see 'which one', and there are other smelting businesses?"

"Trade. Adair looked at Jones with a smile and said meaningfully, "We don't need a lot of iron, but there are people on the continent who need it." For example, humans. When they go to war, they will need a huge amount of weapons and armor, and the profits will be very considerable. That's what we built our blacksmith shop for. But this kind of business is very difficult to get, after all, they don't have wars every day, and if there is no war, they can use a set of armor and a sword for several generations. Besides, not every human is willing to do business with the Bloodline, and it is difficult for us to get such an order. ”

Is this kind of order difficult?

Jones thought it was easy. Although Jones couldn't borrow money, it would not be difficult to get such an order if the weapons and armor were of good quality and cheap. However, how to achieve good quality and low price is a big problem. After all, the worrying traffic situation in Giant Snake City, the gold ore can be transported at a loss, if the iron products are transported, the money from the sale is basically not enough to fill the freight, right?

Wait a minute!

Something suddenly occurred to Jones!

"Was that your blacksmith's shop just now?"

"Yes. ”

"Shall we go to the blacksmith shop first?"

"You want to go to the blacksmith?"

"Yes, I want to buy something. ”

Adair tapped the plank of the carriage against his back, and whispered, "Turn around and go to the blacksmith's shop." ”

"Okay, young master. The coachman replied.

Soon, the carriage pulled by the unicorn stopped at the door of the blacksmith's shop.

In the case of a blacksmith shop, the scale of this blacksmith shop can be described as very large. At least in the human world, it is rare to see a blacksmith shop on such a large scale. Of course, it is rare to see such a dilapidated blacksmith shop.

Standing outside the door, it looked like a large, featureless square house with a huge, open door.

The iron ingot sign, which is standard in the huge smithy, swayed slightly in the wind, making a screeching sound of "babbling".

The gray walls look a little peeling, and the wooden structure looks very old. The road outside the gate was muddy, and a road full of rust and soot that had been stepped on by foot led down the gate to the inside.

At this moment, the roar of the blazing fire, the "clanging" of iron, and the occasional whipping and scolding were coming from the blacksmith's shop.

In the winter, due to the heat of the blacksmith shop, there was no chill at all when standing at the door. It even feels a little warm.

Led by Adair, Jones entered the blacksmith's shop.

From the outside, the blacksmith shop is divided into two floors, the second floor has not only windows, but also a large balcony. However, when you walk inside, you will find that the so-called second floor is just a mezzanine. In fact, there is only one floor, and a huge space occupies more than 80% of the space of the blacksmith shop. It looks like a giant warehouse.

And in this large warehouse, there are rows of stoves, countless stoves. Unfortunately, most of the stoves have been turned off, less than twenty percent are actually working, and there are only thirty or forty dwarves working. All of them are disgraced.

Several Bloods were patrolling back and forth.

Every nook and cranny of the place is covered in a layer of soot, and it seems that everything is black. The fire that burned in the iron basin hanging on the wall illuminated everything in a dim red color.

Murky, scorching air filled every corner. It can be said that the whole environment is extremely harsh.

Closest to Jones, a middle-aged dwarf in shackles who was beating a piece of iron silently glanced up at Jones, and then lowered his head to continue striking iron.

This glance made Jones realize that he was blind in one eye.

Standing on the platform in the distance and in charge of managing this place, the blood clan with two mustaches and combed hair looked at Adair, and was stunned for a moment, and quickly put down the notebook in his hand and walked down the stairs, trotting all the way to Adair.

After saluting, he said respectfully, "Welcome, Young Master Adair, welcome to your arrival! Is there anything I can do to help you?"

Turning his face sideways, Adair said to Jones, "Jones, what do you want to buy?" If it's a small thing, I'll ask him to give it to you. ”

Looking around, Jones asked softly, "Do you only have so many dwarves here?"

"Not really. The Mustachioed Bloodclan smiled and said, "Half of it is still resting." You know, the dwarves are different from our Bloodline, they need more time to rest. If you are overworked, you may shorten your life. In this case, the gains outweigh the losses. But there are usually only so many people working, and we work in shifts. ”

"So there are only so many dwarves working here at any one given time?"

"Forehead......" The mustache cast a pleading look at Adair.

Adair, however, said to him, "To answer his question, this is my brother Jones." ”

Helpless, the mustache had no choice but to smile awkwardly and replied, "That's right, Master Jones." Business isn't going very well right now, so we sold some of our dwarven slaves some time ago. There used to be five times as many dwarven slaves as there are now. The current number is the most suitable number of people that we have calculated. Of course, there may be a lot of stoves wasted, but that's okay. Heating a cold stove is the most expensive. We have just enough people right now to keep some of the furnaces running continuously. is the most cost-effective. As for those idle stoves...... There is no way around it, they can only continue to be idle. However, if you need more people, I'm always ready to muster them. Definitely meets your needs. Rest assured. ”

After a pause, the mustache asked tentatively, "You, do you need me to help you do something?"

"Is it expensive here?" Jones asked.

The mustache was a little confused by Jones's question. It was the first time he had met a guest who had come in and talked to him about the number of people and then about the expenses. Of course, Adair was beside him, and he still replied stubbornly: "It depends on the part, if it is a fixed expense, it is not big." Nothing more than food for the dwarves. But if you include the operating expenses, it's huge. Charcoal, consumables...... But it doesn't matter, the higher the operating expenses, the more business we have, the more money we can make. ”

"Are you losing money now?"

"No, not really. Profit. Yes, small profits. The mustache gestured, and glanced at Adair deliberately.

"What about the small profits, how much money can you make in a month, last month, and last month?" Jones continued to ask.

This made the mustache very embarrassed.

Answer him. Adair emphasized again.

Helpless, the mustache could only take a deep breath and replied stubbornly: "We earned five hundred gold coins last month after deducting all expenses, and we lost two hundred gold coins last month. However, we earned 5,000 gold coins last month. Spread out evenly for a year, we can probably have it every month...... Profit of 500 gold coins. Yes, that's it. ”

"Why did you lose 200 gold coins last month? Don't you have a single business? Even if you don't have a single business, the dwarves can't eat 200 gold coins, right?"

"Uh...... Payroll. ”

"The dwarves here are paid?"

"No, it's mine, and the salaries of other bloodlines have nothing to do with the dwarves. The mustache glanced at Adair and said awkwardly, "I have to make it clear that the Bloods working here are not slaves. We are freedmen and need to be paid. ”

"Okay, I see. Jones smiled and pulled out a gold coin and said, "I'll buy five iron ingots." ”

All of a sudden, the mustache's expression froze.

Yes, five iron ingots, one gold coin, and you have to find money. This may be the smallest business Mustache has done in recent times.

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