Chapter Fifty-Eight: I Earned It by Accident

Led by the Dwarven King, Myron and Wendy once again enter the Mountain City. The people he brought were all left outside to camp, there was no way, it was really inconvenient for the Terrans to travel here, and it must be a big project to bring thousands of people in.

"Look at this steel-like city wall, think back then, my grandfather's grandfather's grandfather's grandfather relied on this city wall to resist the invasion of the demons, at that time, the dwarves were really glorious. "It's rare for a junior from the deceased to come, and His Majesty Fan expressed his feelings.

"Tsk, looking at the thickness of this city wall, even if you let those grandsons of the demon clan fight for a year, you don't want to attack this legendary city. "What Myron said was naturally polite, not to mention fighting for a year, that battle was fought for less than half a month, and the mountain city almost missed several times. "I heard my mother-in-law say that if the demons hadn't just been blocked by the dwarves, they would really have the possibility of capturing the entire continent. ”

Although His Majesty Fan also felt that what Myron said was a little exaggerated, he listened to it very well, and his favorability towards Myron also increased by another point. "Good boy, go, Uncle will take you to see the armor and weapons you want. According to the original agreement, Myron brought 30,000 stone of grain on this trip, and the dwarves used the time of these months to create 300 sets of rock and iron armor for Myron.

The price of Myron's purchase of grain is around 3 silver coins per stone, and the value of 30,000 stone of grain is 900 gold coins. However, transporting grain is a big project, and the road construction alone will take Myron nearly half a year, during which countless manpower and material resources will be dispatched. It can be said that when this grain is transported to the mountain city, its value has increased by at least three times.

And rock iron is a mineral resource that is very rare in the Fangtian Continent, and it is almost extinct in other places. There are many mountain cities here (which is the main reason why the dwarves settled here in the first place), but they are extremely difficult to mine.

Humans and dwarves have different concepts of currency, and Myron has no intention of trading currency, and he has a crush on rock and iron equipment. Based on the results of the discussion between Myron and His Majesty Fan, the production cost of a set of rock iron armor should be equivalent to 10 gold coins.

In fact, the dwarves have no concept of the production cost, after all, His Majesty Fan will not pay the dwarf craftsmen. Myron's theory is based on the fact that a set of Terran infantry armor and weapons costs 10 gold coins, and the dwarves make things so much better than them, so they can't be less than 10 gold coins. Of course, weapons aren't included here.

Myron naturally wouldn't remind His Majesty Fan that there was a profit between the production cost and the sales price, and His Majesty Fan would naturally not think of this on a whim. As a result, the content of their trade was set as: 1 set of rock and iron armor for every 10 carts of grain (10 stones). Each set of Rock Iron Armor can be exchanged for 3 Rock Iron Weapons, but the weapons are not included in this transaction.

In fact, His Majesty Fan is still very grateful to Myron for reaching this deal. In His Majesty Fan's opinion, the transaction of 300 sets of armor (worth 3,000 gold coins) is not big for either himself, the dwarf king, or for Myron (His Majesty Fan has always felt that Myron has a lot of power). Or rather, it was a deal that made little difference for Myron, but it solved the crisis of the entire dwarven kingdom.

Therefore, in His Majesty Fan's heart, the driving force that can prompt Myron to come all the way to trade with the dwarves actually comes from Andrea's entrustment. This can't help but make His Majesty Fan wonder if Andrea really has that kind of meaning to herself.

Putting aside His Majesty's psychological activities for the time being, in fact, if it was really just a transaction of 3,000 gold coins, of course Myron would disdain to do it. After all, he still has the income of the Chamber of Commerce, and he has been able to stabilize his monthly income at about 8,000 gold coins recently. This income, objectively speaking, has completely crushed the local tyrants in the general sense.

As I said earlier, there is a profit between the cost price and the selling price, and judging from the super performance and priceless commodity of rock iron armor, even if he sells a set of 50 gold coins, it will be sold out in an instant. The meaning of this armor for an adventurer may be a life, and what is more important than life?

Of course, in addition to adventurers, nobles are also the main target group for the purchase of rock iron equipment, but most of them will only buy it for the purpose of showing off their worth after dinner. Therefore, the price of selling it to them should not be higher.

There are almost no people like Myron who plan to redress their legions, and if they don't mention the money, where can they get so much rock iron equipment?

Based on this calculation, if Myron took out all these equipment and sold it, then his profit from one transaction should be around 14,000 gold coins, and at least once a month, which has exceeded the monthly income of the Chamber of Commerce, no wonder he worked so hard to conclude this deal.

"Uncle Fan, this matter is not in a hurry, I don't know if you have noticed, I also brought some special things this time, I hope you like it. Myron said mysteriously.

"Oh, what is it?" His Majesty Fan was intrigued.

"Wine, good wine!" said Myron, sonorously.

"Hahaha, well! This king has long heard Andrea say that you humans make very good wine, but this king wants to protect my people, and I have no chance to come to you to see and learn. His Majesty Fan suddenly became excited, he pointed to a dwarf who looked like an official and said: "You, go and bring the wine brought by Mai Lun to the king's hall, and call all the warriors (the dwarf warriors mentioned by His Majesty Fan are actually senior warriors above level 8), I want everyone to taste the good wine that Mai Lun has transported from thousands of miles away." ”

Andrea is right, the attraction of wine to dwarves is really huge, even more than survival. Hearing that there was good wine, all the dwarven warriors put down what they were doing, and in less than 20 minutes, they all rushed to the main hall of His Majesty Fan, and there were dozens of people.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this king now solemnly introduces to you a friend of this king, who is from the human race, and his name is Myron. "The dwarven king sat on the throne and spoke with a full sense of air. "Not only did he bring us enough food for all the dwarves for a week, but he also brought us good wine from the Terrans. ”

The dwarven warriors were slightly moved when they heard that there was so much food, but when the dwarves heard the good wine, they cheered together.

"Good boy!" complimented one of the dwarves at Myron.

"Hahaha!" is a dwarf who likes to express joy with laughter.

"Give Brass a Taste!" of all those who made a noise, he was clearly the most pragmatic.

"Wheat Lun, tell us about these wines. "His Majesty Fan can't wait.

"Uncle Fan, the wine I brought this time is divided into three grades on our side. Myron said, pointing to the most bringed, but relatively rough packaging of the barrel said: "This is the most common one, called over-love, I chose it mainly because this wine is strong enough, many people like it, and even some nobles will drink it for the sake of excitement." His value is equivalent to a cart of wheat. ”

While Myron was making an introduction, His Majesty Fan couldn't wait to order someone to give out a big bowl to all the dwarven warriors.

"It's delicious!haha, I've never drunk such a strong wine. "The copper beard is really pragmatic, Originally, His Majesty Fan planned to say a few words first, but the wine bowl was already empty. He shouted out this mouthful, and all the dwarves stopped refraining, and everyone drank the wine in their bowls.

After a glass of wine, the dwarves exploded, and everyone praised the delicacy of over-love, and asked for a refill.

"Don't worry, warriors, I'm going to introduce the second type of wine that I brought this time. Myron walked a few steps to another wine cart, pointed to the barrel in the cart and said, "This wine is called Dancing Lady Liquid, and this is the favorite of the nobles of the Duchy of Lane. His price is equivalent to ten carts of wheat. ”

Myron didn't give much introduction, but opened the barrel, and a rich aroma of wine suddenly filled the entire hall, making the dwarves intoxicated.

"Haha, fragrant!

"It's delicious! Give me another bowl of copperbeard!"

Just as the atmosphere was approaching its climax, a stronger aroma of wine spread throughout the hall than before, instantly covering the aroma of the dancer's liquid and stimulating the dwarves' sense of smell.

"What a damn smellβ€”it smells so damn good!" a dwarf sniffed, searching for the source of the smell like a foraging dog.

"Did you drink too much? Copperbeard seems to smell something unusual. ”

When everyone was speculating about the source of the aroma, His Majesty Fan had already put down the wine bowl in his hand and walked towards Myron. At this time, Myron was holding a lid and standing beside a finely made wine barrel, looking at everyone with more interest.

"This ...... , what kind of wine is this. "Even a dwarf like His Majesty Fan, who is accustomed to seeing the big world, has extraordinary expectations for what is about to be displayed in front of him.

"It's called the Guiguan Spear Table, and it is a wine exclusively offered by the royal family of the Principality of Lane, and it is very rare among the people. He was worth as much as a hundred carts of wheat. "Of course, this wine is not as expensive as Myron described, but it is indeed a tribute wine, which is rare among the people. In order to highlight the value of this wine, Myron only brought this small barrel with her.

Speaking of the noble spear platform, in fact, he has a small allusion. It is said that during the reign of the first king of the Duchy of Lane, this wine was a must-drink for all soldiers before each expedition. And the slightly murderous name of this wine is also given to match the mood of the soldiers before the expedition. And I've heard that any warrior who drinks it will be invincible in battle. ”

It would be a bit immoral to say that Myron did this, there are dozens of dwarven warriors here, and such a small barrel of wine is only enough for each person to taste a small sip. However, looking at His Majesty Fan's straight eyes, it is still unknown whether he is willing to share it with everyone.

"Knock, knock. Myron could already hear the sound of swallowing saliva below.