"In three days, right here in this place, I will bring more of your much-needed supplies, but in the same way, I also want to buy ore, weapons, steel, and even some herbs from you. ”

Of the three pieces of bull head gold, Mu Shaoan only took one piece, said simply, turned around and left.

At this stage, both sides are distrustful, and no matter how beautiful the words are, they are not comparable to the actual actions.

The wandering dwarf tribe on the east bank of the Anduin River is a market that Mu Shao'an is preparing to focus on, so integrity is very important.

After returning to his castle overnight, he hand-picked the goods to trade with the Grey Dwarves.

Now there is no shortage of materials in his castle manor, due to the recruitment of butchers and trap camps, and the abduction of Tang Xiaoxiao's storm hunting group, so his resident anti-virus hunters in this castle manor have exceeded 10,000.

All kinds of materials exchanged for growth points are piled up.

It was easy for Mu Shao'an to pick out the ten carts of supplies, and then without stopping at all, he continued to cross the Anduin River and go to trade.

As soon as he crossed the Anduin River, he sensed that someone was peeping in the distance, which was normal, and the wandering gray dwarves were extremely vigilant.

However, there are ten carts of goods, and this is the best sincerity.

Mu Shao'an is not worried that the gray dwarves will eat black, because these dwarf tribes wandering in the wasteland, the most urgent need is merchants, and many old dwarves even clearly remember the grand occasion of the road of wealth back then.

No one wants to kill chickens for eggs.

When they arrived at the scheduled trading location, at least nearly a thousand gray dwarves appeared on the opposite side, very vigilant, but very expectant.

At this time, there is no need to say anything pretty, let alone bargain.

Mu Shaoan asked Liubao and the others to put the ten carts of supplies in the middle, and directly led people to retreat three hundred meters away, and then watched those gray dwarves with green eyes rushing up, babbling and dancing to check the goods.

But in the end, the riot did not appear, and when the authenticity of the goods was determined, the leaders of the dwarven tribes reprimanded them, and then several tribes chattered again for a long time, and then pulled away all the ten carts of supplies.

"Little boss, what if those gray dwarves don't pay the bill?" At this time, Six Cakes was a little anxious, because he didn't see in those gray dwarves that could be exchanged for supplies.

"Don't worry, just wait, these gray dwarves seem to be warriors, so I estimate that this is at least five gray dwarf tribes, and ten carts of supplies are a drop in the bucket, and they won't dig their own graves. Mu Shaoan was very calm.

Sure enough, after about ten minutes passed, hundreds of gray dwarves suddenly came from farther away, each dwarf was carrying a huge basket on their backs, and they didn't step forward, but three hundred meters in front of Mu Shao'an and them, they made a noise, poured the contents of the basket to the ground, and then walked away.

"Shhhh

This time, it was Mu Shao'an's turn to gasp at the same time, and what the hundreds of gray dwarves carried was actually a mountain of high-purity iron ore.

Well, it may be a bit unreliable to say that, this is not ordinary iron ore, but an ore that can be refined into high-grade steel, and if that is not enough, then the iron ore that is associated near the legendary famous Mithril mine is this one.

As we all know, elven weapons are the best in the Lord of the Rings, but the blanks of the weapons created by elves are all from dwarves, and the material processing, quenching, etc., in the early and middle stages of weapon forging, are all handled by dwarves.

If this mountain-like high-purity iron ore in front of him can be transported back, he can make a lot of money just by getting it to Irados City, let alone if Mu Shaoan hires a blacksmith to build weapons and equipment by himself.

You know, this is an ore produced locally by the Lord of the Rings, and it is born with the will of the world.

At this time, five dwarf old men came over, pressed their right hands on their left chests, and bowed to Mu Shao'an, "My friend, thank you very much for your integrity, however, my clan and I need more supplies, I wonder if we can continue to trade like this?"

Mu Shaoan walked out and said the same way: "From my own point of view, I still like to deal with you very much, but I can't hide it, our transaction this time is just to confirm each other's integrity, the ten carts of goods, even if you give me a stone, I will accept it, and I will accept it without complaint." But, chiefs, you should also know that the most basic rule of being a true merchant is that you can't afford to make a profit, and this time it doesn't matter, you take back the ore, and in three days I will bring with you thirty carts of goods, and a strong army of fifteen hundred men, and I hope you will prepare enough gold to be worth as much as my goods, or weapons, or craftsmen, or even slaves, or whatever?"

"But if I'm not satisfied, then our deal will be closed, I will try to go north to the dark forest, open up that ancient dense forest road, I think the dwarven tribe near the Iron Mountain should know what is called the way of business, goodbye, oh, I will give you a word for free, there is such a saying in my hometown, don't say it unexpectedly." ”

With a wave of his hand, Mu Shaoan led the people back empty-handed again.

The mountain of ore that these cunning dwarfs took out was worth about three times as much as ten cartloads of cargo.

It stands to reason that this is true.

But what kind of joke is it, Lao Tzu works hard, runs day and night to be a businessman, and only has three times the profit? No, no, less than three times, people don't need to spend money to eat horses.

No fifteen times more profit, no need to talk!

Three days later, Mu Shao'an arrived as promised, thirty carts of supplies, plus 1,500 lone dogs, this is two hands, both hands must be hard, honesty must be spoken, kindness must be spoken, and force deterrence cannot be stopped, this wandering dwarf tribe must be suppressed at one time.

If he really doesn't go to the Tao, Mu Shaoan doesn't mind killing a batch.

But it turned out that Mu Shaoan's previous deterrence was very effective.

At the trading place, the gray dwarves stood far away, and in the middle were the five gray dwarf leaders, and behind them were more ores, weapons, and even all kinds of colorful gems and herbs, full of sincerity.

These wandering dwarf tribes have been tossing and turning in the wilderness for decades, hundreds of years, and their family wealth is not ordinarily rich.

"Six cakes, you take someone to come forward to trade, smash the price hard, I will hand over fifteen times the profit to you, in the future, you will be responsible for the affairs of this place, I will not come in person, as long as you do not violate the principle of these gray dwarves, you can toss it, no problem." ”

This time, Mu Shaoan didn't bother to come forward to negotiate his tongue, that is, what is his identity, he really thought that he would become a businessman?

Next, he has to take someone to the dark forest to brush up on battle points, and the ten little tree men in his hand, plus four little chicks, are also time to ripen a wave.