Chapter 137: Black-Hearted Merchant
The Jimmy family is a small business family rooted in the borders of the empire and making a living by means of trade, covering the borders of the empire and the Aaron Mountains. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
In the Aaron Mountains, the number of demonic beasts is far more than all the provinces of the Holy Spirit Empire combined, which is a huge wealth.
Some leather leather coats made of Warcraft leather not only have better quality and longer durability, but also can show the dignity of status, and are often loved by many noble lords.
In addition to the skin of the Warcraft, the teeth, bones, and cores of the Warcraft are also of great value. It is said that grinding the teeth and bones of certain magical beasts into powder is a favorite experimental material for alchemists, and they call it 'bone meal'.
The price of bone meal varies according to the quality of the bone. Sometimes, a small bag of bone meal the size of a palm can be sold for a dozen gold coins!
It's a golden coin, not a silver coin!
And the core of Warcraft is even more valuable.
Although the Jimmy family coveted this wealth in the Aaronic Mountains, it was not as easy as it seemed.
First of all, it was very dangerous to travel back and forth between the borders of the empire and the Aaronic Mountains. The black mercenary gang that spreads in the realm of the two races, the lone ranger who robs the house, and the group of monsters......
Similar to the Monro family, the Page family, and the Stantin family, or the upper class families, they all have their own trained masters.
The Jimmy family is a small family that is not in the stream, and it is not capable of cultivating masters, so it can only spend money to hire some mercenary gangs to escort them all the way to ensure the safety of the caravan.
In addition to the high cost of investing back between the two places, the Jimmy family also had to bear the pressure of their peers.
The Aaronic Mountains are a big piece of cake. There are so many caravans, your family's signboard is not bright enough, not big enough, not loud enough, and finally negotiated the price with the local orcs, and suddenly killed a food competitor halfway, so you can only reluctantly cede it.
The reason why the Jimmy family can gain a firm foothold among many families, some peers and big families, and the gold coins earned every year are always above the level of profit, which is inseparable from the business philosophy of the Jimmy family.
The caravan of the Jimmy family never went to the centaur grassland, the wolf rider tribe, and the tiger tribe, but specially selected some small tribes to start, and sold them at a low price and at a high price, or directly transferred them to a large family like Stantin.
Today, too.
When Jimmy's family's steward, Jill led a small caravan of twenty or thirty people, escorted by a small mercenary group of only five or six people, all the way out, with a safe route summarized by years of exploration, deep into the Aaronic Mountains, they came to the entrance of the pig-headed tribe's village.
The Hog-headed tribe, known for their ignorance and low membership of their race, is best tricked.
In fact, it is not once or twice that the pig-headed tribe has come to buy Warcraft materials. When Churchill stepped on the door of the small village of the pig-headed tribe, Churchill's originally gloomy face suddenly showed a kind smile that he had not seen for a long time.
A large group of pig-headed men with a lot of 'good goods' in tow, led by the dark-skinned and round-bellied chieftain, hurriedly squeezed up.
"Mr. Churchill, you're finally here!" said the pig-headed chieftain, who grinned differently as he opened his mouth, revealing a mouth full of yellow teeth.
"Punctuality has always been a tradition for us as businessmen. Churchill smiled modestly, smiling in response to the greeting of the enthusiastic pig-headed man.
As soon as these words came out, a burly man standing behind Churchill couldn't hold back a smile when he saw his hypocritical smile.
When camping last night, Churchill complained to it, saying that the pig-headed tribe hunted fewer and fewer magical beasts, and if it weren't for the fact that this group of pig-headed tribes known for their low IQ were too easy to deceive, even Churchill wanted to give up this little profit and never come here again.
After a short period of cold, everyone gathered around, and under the arrangement of the chief of the pig-headed people, one by one the pig-headed people opened the various packages and leather bags they had brought, and showed Churchill the goods to be traded.
Churchill looked at it twice, and his brow furrowed slightly. When he saw that a certain leather bag was actually filled with half a bag of bright black feathers, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he asked quietly, "Is that all?"
The pig-headed chief nodded stunnedly: "That's all." This is all the cargo that our tribe has hunted in the last six months, and it is here. ”
Churchill nodded slowly. He walked back and forth twice around the many demonic beast materials on the ground, and as he walked, he took out a sealed quill pen and a small notebook and recorded them on it.
In the caravan, three or four people also came out to count the goods, they reported a number, Churchill recorded a series of numbers, and in a short time, a list of goods was listed, and the price had even been calculated.
Churchill handed the list to the Pig-headed Chief to look at, and the Pig-headed Chief looked at it a few times and asked blankly, "Mr. Churchill, why are there so many gold coins less this time?" ”
Churchill smiled kindly: "What a man." The prices are all right. Don't believe you're taking a look?"
The pig-headed chief shook his head like a rattle, "Mr. Churchill, I don't mean that. I mean, we have a pocket of Horned Eagle Gold Feathers here, how do you count as twenty gold coins?"
When Churchill heard this, he sighed and said, "That's right, the price of the golden feather has fallen again, and the market price has become sixty silver coins." The closer we go, the more difficult it is to do business, and we take the risk of coming from afar, and the cost has increased slightly. So it was twenty silver coins. ”
The pig-headed chief listened and nodded stunned.
The rest of the pig-headed people had bitter faces.
A few months ago, they looked for a habitat for horned eagles in a mountain stream, and the entire pig-headed tribe set out en masse, burning it, smoking it, and catching it with a net, and it took a lot of effort to get such a bag of golden feathers, and it cost a lot of casualties.
As a result, now, the price of Jin Ling has actually dropped again.
All the pig-headed people couldn't accept this fact, and the pig-headed chief took the lead and asked: "Mr. Churchill, you see, there are fewer and fewer demonic beasts in the snowy mountains near us, and it is not easy to go out to hunt once. Not to mention the rest, is the price of this golden feather, can it be increased?"
Churchill sighed: "Actually, for the sake of the past, I have shown enough sincerity to give more to Jin Ling." I know you're in trouble, but that's the way it is, and it's not easy for me to do it...... Alas, forget it, who told me to be soft-hearted? I'll lose a little more, give three more gold coins, it's a big deal to go back and be scolded by the master of the house. ”
As soon as these words came out, the pig-headed people wept with gratitude, and the pig-headed chief said with tears in his eyes: "Mr. Churchill, you... You're such a nice guy. (To be continued.) )