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With Churchill's shout, seven or eight people immediately walked out of the caravan. They are burly and powerful, and even in the cold and snow, they are thinly dressed, and even have one or two good hands, wearing only a thin coat.

It can be seen that they are more or less armed with force. Some of the heavy animal skin bags containing the bones of large demonic beasts were easily carried by them, and all of them were loaded onto the old carriage.

At this time, Churchill had heavy sacks full of grain unloaded from the wagon and piled them all in front of the pig-headed chieftain.

The caravans of Terran merchants traded in the Aaronic Mountains, exchanging goods and goods, not all of which were golden currencies bearing the face of Charlemagne.

Because of the geographical location of the Aaronic Mountains, it is difficult to grow food in the Aaronic Mountains, and usually after one deal is completed, the two sides will make a second deal.

In the first transaction, the Terran caravan took the initiative to come to the door and buy the materials of the Warcraft in some tribes in exchange for gold coins.

The second trade was the purchase of grain from caravans by the native indigenous tribes of the Aaronic Mountains.

At this moment, that's it.

When bags full of grain and unhulled grain were placed in front of them, many pig-headed people were secretly swallowing their saliva.

Food, in the Holy Spirit Empire, is just the ration for the survival of the common people, and even the low-level nobles who have a little family power are disdainful.

For the Orcs in the Aaronic Mountains, food is a rare ration, and it is not a staple food that can be eaten every meal.

Yes, food is expensive and expensive, at least for the Hog-headed tribe.

From the caravan wagons led by Churchill, only about twenty bags of grain were carried. In front of each bag of grain, the pig-headed people consciously lined up, and hesitantly bought grain from Churchill's caravan by the pound.

"Okay, okay, next, next! We're done with this business, and we're going to get back before dark, so we don't waste precious time. A caravan man looked at the pig-headed man who had bought grain in front of him but still refused to leave, and urged in a loud voice.

But the pig-headed man didn't leave.

It looked at the cloth bag that he was holding tightly in both hands, and said with a little pleading: "Give me an extra scoop of grain, the grain you brought this time is moldy." Please, just give me one more scoop. ”

The caravan man said impatiently: "What's wrong with the moldy grain? You orcs have such a strong digestive ability, and you won't have diarrhea if you eat it." I didn't give you a small amount, so why should I give you an extra scoop? Isn't moldy grain worth anything?"

The pig-headed man was speechless when asked, and opened his mouth, but clumsily could not find any reason to refute it, and immediately sighed and turned to leave.

Such examples are not uncommon and happen all the time.

The pig-headed chieftain watched this scene and promptly found Churchill, the head of the caravan, and reported it to him. When Churchill heard this, an apologetic smile suddenly appeared on his face: "I'm so sorry, Chief Chief. When we came, it was snowing and raining heavily, and the grain was accidentally damp and moldy. ”

"That'...... Just give me more, and the price of grain would be fine if it was lowered a little?" said the Pig-headed Chief hesitantly.

Churchill shook his head repeatedly, with a hint of embarrassment on his face: "It's not that I don't want to help you, and I want to make your money ruthlessly." But...... We also have a last resort!"

After a pause, Churchill said bitterly: "Business has been getting worse and worse recently, and we Jimmy Firm are almost unable to operate. This time, when we came out, the head of the family said that the price could not be lowered. Moreover, when we came to the Aaron Mountains, we were attacked by a powerful demonic beast on the way, and several members of the team were injured as a result, and the medical expenses alone were another expense..."

The pig-headed chief was stunned by Churchill's words, and finally sighed, and looked at Churchill's gaze again, even with a little sympathy and guilt.

At this moment, William's indifferent voice suddenly passed over: "I have seen a lot of profiteers, but this is the first time I have seen a black-hearted businessman like you, who has no bottom line." ”

Everyone was stunned.

Churchill frowned, looking for prestige, only to see a plainly dressed and expressionless young man walking up. Accompanying the young man was a mysterious figure shrouded in a wide black robe, and it was impossible to tell the age or gender of his appearance, but judging from his body shape, he should also be a human being.

Seeing this scene, a trace of contempt flashed in Churchill's eyes, he looked at the pig-headed chief on the side, and asked in a hesitant tone: "Chief Chief, these two are...?"

"This is the priest and his friend. ”

Speaking of Loysal's identity, the pig-headed chieftain said in a respectful tone.

When Churchill heard this, he nodded slowly, and an ominous premonition suddenly appeared in his heart.

Of the most noble orcs in the Aaronic Mountains, there is no doubt that it is the prophet whom Churchill has often heard of.

And under the prophet, it is the beast king who rules the entire orc race, and the sacrificial lord who can almost sit on an equal footing with the beast king.

At this moment, the encounter with the so-called sacrificial lord in the pig-headed tribe was something that Churchill never expected.

As for William, who was next to the sacrificial lord, Churchill only glanced twice, and saw that he was dressed plainly, so he was automatically ignored.

"Our Jimmy family's caravan has always been known for its fair prices, and I don't know who just said nonsense and slandered us?"

Churchill said in a high-pitched voice that was neither humble nor high-pitched.

William sneered, and under the gaze of everyone, stepped forward. He came to the grain pocket, reached out and grabbed a handful of grain, and asked, "How much is the price of your batch of grain?"

"Ten silver coins a pound. Churchill glanced at William lightly and replied in a calm tone.

William smiled dumbly, "One silver coin on the market is enough to buy your whole bag of grain." Not only is the grain you sell moldy, but the price is ridiculously high, and if you sell ten silver coins a pound, you can really do business. ”

Churchill showed a hint of unhappiness on his face, and asked rhetorically: "If we bring grain over, don't we need money for the cost?" There are many demonic beasts in the Aaron Mountains, and it is normal for the price of grain to rise a little in such a dangerous place. If you're a layman, don't pretend to understand. ”

"Well, forget about the food. Earlier, you bought a bag full of gold feathers for the Horned Eagle, and you only gave a dozen gold coins in total, how can you say that?"

"I think it's a fair price. ”

"However, the Horned Eagle Golden Feather circulating in the market is worth about one gold coin. ”

"How many times do you want me to say it? You are a layman, don't pretend to understand. The golden feather of the horned eagle is indeed worth so much, but that was only before, and now that the price has dropped, it naturally cannot be calculated according to the previous price. ”

"But I've never heard that something as rare as the Horned Eagle Golden Feather can be reduced in price so much. A dozen gold coins can buy a bag full. ”

"This is the Aaronic Mountains, not the Empire. ”

......

As soon as William appeared, he repeatedly questioned the price set by Churchill's caravan.

Whenever William questioned a question, Churchill replied without leaking. In the end, he also ridiculed William, and laymen should not pretend to understand.

Loisar and the pig-headed tribe have lived in the mountains for a long time, and they don't understand these markets, you ask a question, I will answer, and when I listen to it, I feel that both sides make sense, and I don't know which side to believe.

The pig-headed chief also listened carefully. At one moment it felt that the friends of the priests were a little vexatious, and the other time it felt that the price set by Churchill was indeed a bit dark.

The crowd watched William and Churchill arguing, and gradually, whispers rang out from the crowd of onlookers.

Seeing this bad scene happening, Churchill's little patience was suddenly consumed by William.

His tone changed, and he said coldly: "I said that you are a layman, where did you come from so many problems? Isn't it true that we are deliberately looking for faults? We are absolutely fair both in terms of the purchase price and the selling price of grain. You just continue to make trouble unreasonably, the price of food is this, whether you like to buy it or not. (To be continued.) )