Slielang rubbed his hands uneasily, this transaction was really huge, and he always had a feeling of uneasiness before the transaction was completely over and the golden dragon was not put into his pocket.

He took a sip of the black tea offered by the maid, glanced at the door from time to time, and when Chen Ye walked in with Stoff, Slielang abruptly stood up from his seat.

"Your Royal Highness Prince Rhine, Parov Slielang sends you sincere greetings. He stooped down with impeccable aristocratic etiquette, like a copy of the stereotypical second-class Storf.

"How is Mr. Slielang doing?" Chen Ye nodded, sat down on the main seat, and the maid neatly brought a cup of black tea, picked up the teacup and said, "I remember the last time I saw you, it has been more than two months." ”

Chen Ye is familiar with the routine, although this businessman is cunning, but the red leaf collar will have to rely on these businessmen for a long time in the future, manpower and material resources, the current red leaf collar can not be self-sufficient at all.

He sighed slightly in his heart, except for the geographical location, the red leaf collar was indeed too barren, at least so far, he had not found anything that could be used for profit.

"Your Royal Highness, it has been fifty-seven days, and it has been as if she had been suddenly favored by Lady Luck for fifty-seven days since I met you. Slielang exaggerated his expression and tried his best to flatter: "It's just that recently, Your Highness, you have been assigned to the Red Leaf Collar, but it makes Slielang worry for a while." ”

I think you're worried that your slaves won't be sold, Chen Ye was speechless, this guy is a businessman, and his thick black shameless spirit is indeed very qualified, no wonder Wang Cheng can become the biggest slave trader.

He pretended to sigh: "These are long stories, I won't talk about them, I think all the business will be completed here in the future, and I may need to buy a batch of leather armor from you, I think it should be no problem for you, right?"

"Of course, Your Highness, Slielang will be happy to serve you. Slielang smiled lightly and sat back in his seat and said: "Actually, Your Highness doesn't have to worry about the Red Leaf Collar, there are a lot of secrets here, I once heard that passing merchants have found goblin ruins here, which are goblin ruins hundreds of thousands of years ago, the black iron weapons inside, and those very magical mechanical drawings can be sold at a very high price in the human kingdom, maybe only His Highness needs to send a small group of soldiers to search, once those goblin ruins are found, Slielang can sell them to the human kingdom on behalf of His Highness." ”

"Goblin Ruins?" Chen Ye glanced at him, then fell into deep thought, as if he was really moved by his words.

Goblin ruins are no secret on this continent, if you ranked the richest place on the continent, the first place might be the Dragon's Cave, but the second place would be the goblin ruins.

Of course, what interested Chen Ye the most was not how many golden dragons those treasures could sell, but the value of those drawings.

"We'll talk about that later. Chen Ye naturally didn't want to sell the things of the goblin ruins, it was purely to make himself uncomfortable, and after a pause, he said, "Mr. Slielang, let's talk about this transaction." ”

Slielang was a little disappointed, the blueprints of those goblin ruins had already offered a bounty of tens of thousands of golden dragons in the Mercenary Guild, if it weren't for the endless goblins in the endless forest and the goblin wasteland, plus the scarcity of ruins, maybe this wasteland would have been full of human mercenaries for a long time, but even so, the goblin wasteland could still meet some human mercenaries.

However, he didn't dare to force His Royal Highness the prince to look for any goblin ruins, it was purely to find death, for the sake of his life, think about it, he should give up this bold idea.

Perhaps the prince in front of him needs him to provide all kinds of slaves, but he is not the only merchant on this continent, and he is not the only one who can provide sufficient slaves.

"Your Highness, I have already sorted out the catalogue of this transaction, please take a look. Slielang carefully took out a hide from his bosom: "This records the information and prices of all the slaves in this transaction. ”

He respectfully handed the animal skin to Chen Ye: "According to your Royal Highness's orders, this time there are a total of 1,500 slaves, when crossing the endless forest, due to a demonic beast attack on the road, more than 300 people were lost, so there are still 900 craftsmen left, as well as 100 alchemy masters, and the remaining 300 people include five professions, such as cooks, tailors, blacksmiths, farmers, and medical craftsmen." ”

"Your Highness, are you still satisfied?" he secretly observed Chen Ye's expression and asked extremely respectfully.

"It's a little little, but it's enough. Chen Ye nodded and looked at the catalog, the loss in the Endless Forest was not beyond his expectations, after thinking about it, he looked at Stoff and said: " Mr. Butler, please go and see if those slaves are really as this Mr. Slielang said, remember to interrogate their occupations, do not be over fifty years old, do not be under fifteen, do not have physical diseases, do not have arms or legs, do not have useless but can only eat and wait for death, do not have suspicious identities, do not work carefully in human beings, do not have the will to die, well, do not have hardships and stand hard work. ”

He said nine no's in one breath, and a cold sweat broke out on Slielang's forehead, and before he came, he did think about shoddy, or some extra money, but then he realized that this prince was not as easy to fool as other orcs.

He had palpitations in his heart, and glanced at Stauf, who nodded and led the way out, and felt a little happy in his heart.

"Well, Mr. Slielang, now let's move on to leather armor, shall we?" Chen Ye ignored Slielang's lingering expression, in his opinion, he could never underestimate the treachery of these merchants, and the necessary inspections should not be missing.

"Your Highness, how much leather armor do you need, and what other requirements do you have for these leather armor?" Speaking of business, Slielang temporarily suppressed the emotions in his heart and said with great interest: "If Your Highness's request is simple, Slielang can trade with Your Highness at a lower price. ”

"Thank you, Mr. Slielang. Chen Ye rolled his eyelids and said expressionlessly: "I don't need much leather armor, there is only one point, that is, it can match the size of the goblin, I think this should not be difficult, as for the quantity." ”

He paused slightly, and after half a sound, he continued: "The number is tentatively set at five thousand." ”

Thinking about those goblins, Chen Ye calculated in his heart, five thousand sets are indeed enough, and if there are more, it is very likely that they will not be able to control it, after all, those goblins have no loyalty at all, and it will not be good if it is self-defeating, five thousand goblins in leather armor and a thousand orcs can still be easily eliminated.

"Goblin Leather Armor, this is a bit ....." Slielang dragged his feet, and the words that he wanted to raise the price suddenly paused, his mouth opened slightly, and he found that he seemed to have just said something unbelievable, Goblin Leather Armor?

Goblin Leather Armor?Why Goblin Leather Armor?Didn't this prince want to expand the orc army?Could it be that the legend that the goblins were really the Nezumi of the Maymouth tribe?

But apart from the overwhelming number of those weak goblins, can they be of any use if they are equipped with leather armor?

"Your Highness, are you sure you need goblin leather armor?" he asked one of the most foolish questions of his life, as a businessman.

"That's right, it's goblin leather armor, it doesn't need to be too sophisticated, as long as it can resist the wooden stone arrows. Chen Ye nodded: "What's the problem?"

Is there more than a problem?

Slielang felt that God was playing a joke on him.

Maybe it's just this prince who is here, he thought to himself.

However, as long as he could make money, he didn't care about the reason, he immediately nodded and said, "No problem, Your Highness, the second batch of slaves will be sent in a month, and the leather armor will be sent together at that time." However, Your Highness, winter is coming, and I think it may be the last trade of the year, and the third trade I think may not be until next year. ”