Under the influence of some ineffable factors, Akford reached a preliminary agreement with Tiana as quickly as possible.

The shipment received a 20% discount, which of course was compared to the figure on the price list, which had already increased twenty times.

The quality of the grain is very poor, although it is not moldy and spoiled, but it is also old grain that has been piled up for several years, and I am afraid that it can only be used to feed pigs. But since the buyer didn't raise any objections, Akford was happy to make a fortune.

But in addition, other daily necessities have been pressed to a level close to the market price, which is Akford's voluntary concession. After observing the bazaars in the exile camps, he had a keen merchant intuition and a sense of crisis, so he had to quickly cut through the mess at a loss, dumping the goods as quickly as possible and seizing the entire market.

The signing of the written agreement is only a very simple process, and it takes a lot of time and manpower to move and unload the goods. Akford was looking for another business opportunity, but during the handover between the two sides, he did not see the military top brass guarding the refugee team appear, but instead Tiana's merchant representatives led the caravan escort to the handover.

Among these refugees were merchants, who were refugees themselves, and in the face of the threat of death, the difference in status and wealth was meaningless, as Akford already knew. And these merchants were understandably able to keep their goods and caravan guards.

However, these big businessmen, who had both money and force, failed to establish a corresponding prestige and status in this refugee team, but instead conscientiously allegiance to the wolf lady, which is quite intriguing.

Precisely because he was a qualified merchant himself, Akford knew his peers well, although even from his point of view, Miss Lanstadt was indeed an impeccable leader, and without her presence, let alone these refugees, I am afraid that these caravans would never have survived until now. However, merchants are profit-seeking creatures. The words "gratitude for kindness and reverence" never appear in their dictionaries.

The things that can completely suppress their greedy ** and ambition are either brilliant political skills, or absolutely strong**. Judging from the current situation, it is clear that the latter is the majority.

Miss Lanstadt was not a simple person, but Akford could see that there was someone else who was actually commanding and leading the army, and he even had some suspicions that the man standing behind this young lady was the real leader of this army of exiles.

This apparently is. And it's definitely the only possible answer, there can't be two voices in a cohesive team. Otherwise they wouldn't be where they are now. Akford firmly believes that only by finding this true leader will it be possible to negotiate his second business.

Of course, he must have never heard of an old proverb that circulated in the mouths of the mountain people.

A mountain cannot accommodate two tigers, unless there is a male and a female.

Determined to make up his mind, Akford soon hooked up with Jupiter, an old merchant who had come to hand over him, and he wanted to extract information about the imaginary leader from the merchant leader, and Jupiter had been instructed by his precious daughter to get some information about the Thunder Fortress from him.

Since they want each other, it is naturally easy for you and me to hook up together. By the time the sun set, the two treacherous and cunning guys were as hot as long-lost brothers.

So it was logical. Akford was invited to the stables tavern beneath the ruins of the castle.

After an afternoon of repairs, the stables are now almost as good as a real street tavern. The soldiers in charge of searching the ruins found some relatively intact tables and chairs from the castle and replaced the makeshift straw stacks. After removing the guardrail partition in the stable, there were seven or eight round tables, and there was some room for it.

There has also been a big change in the members of the tavern, and the head chef of the gray goblin has expressed serious dissatisfaction with the craftsmanship of the back kitchen, bringing his three young grandsons with him. Take the field in person in the name of live teaching. Mr. Bonaparte had more important camp business to attend to, so Apache the Kobold took over his shamisen and began to make a cameo appearance as a bard. It's amazing how well he plays - this guy is truly versatile.

The tavern's maids have also increased by two, but they are both problem children, and Palanti's resentful face makes people involuntarily retreat, while Jessica completely abandons the rebellious little devil image and completely transforms into a delicate flower in a greenhouse. If you look at someone for more than three seconds, you will blush. When I said two words, my eyes were hazy with tears, and after a little teasing, I got under the table and held my head and refused to come out......

As for her brother who is heavily controlled by her sister, she has been tied up and thrown out by the eldest lady who has been upgraded to the boss lady because of the unbearable foul language such as "Damn, what did you do to my sister?" and "My sister can't be so cute!".

"The sequelae, the sequelae, are just the residual effects of the rose toxin on the brain, and it won't take long to return to normal. Anyway. Isn't it good to be alive?" said Lolana, grabbing the shy girl's full boobs from behind and rubbing them around, as if she didn't hear the girl's screams under her own clutches.

El does not intend to say anything about this.

With the change of the guard and the return of the soldiers who had gone up the hill to cut down trees, the tavern's popularity began to grow, this time in real terms. With El's acquiescence and Timmy's instigation, there will always be some stupid and bold soldiers who are willing to risk being remembered by their immediate superiors and come over for a drink.

By the time Akford walked into the tavern, the atmosphere was already very hot, and two strong warriors had started a game of wrestling with each other, and a pair of bastards who were not afraid of anything big came up and cheered, causing the whole tavern to be in a miasma.

Fortunately, it was still relatively quiet in the corner, and Akford did not hesitate to choose the spot where Gawain had done in the morning, and ordered the most expensive drink, and when Lolana personally brought a bottle of the court's special century-old Valdo red wine, Baron Saladin's face turned green.

"I didn't expect it...... In this poor and remote place, you can still see such a superb product. ”

After all, Akford is also a seasoned and sophisticated character, and in an instant he concealed the gaffe on his face, and instead focused on evaluating the value of the red wine, he pulled out the cork, leaned into the mouth of the bottle and inhaled gently, a look of surprise flashed on his face.

"It's incredible...... Is this the real thing?"

"There's nothing surprising about that. Dude, you should know that Prince Romus is our captive. We sacked the entire Kingdom Guard. Jupiter shrugged his shoulders, grabbed the bottle a little roughly, poured himself a whole glass, craned his neck and drank it down.

The two old guys' hearts were aching, and Akford had to pretend not to care, even if the bottle of red wine worth eight thousand gold coins was enough to offset his net profit for the past month. But in order to show his decency and demeanor, he had to pretend that nothing happened. In this way, it is possible to get the attention of the big man behind the other party.

Jupiter also needed to pretend not to care, even if he knew that the value of this glass of wine was worth his entire wealth, he had to grit his teeth and drink it, and the luscious liquor was like molten iron in his mouth, scorching his internal organs. If he could, he would rather spit out the glass of wine and drink the real molten iron himself, but unfortunately it was not an option he could make.

His daughter and the stinky boy who kidnapped his own daughter are the real bosses here, and he's at best a decoy to be pushed out to block the gun.

The reality is brutal. Everyone has to face up to their role. Although he is a father from an ethical point of view, in the context of this era, he is just an insignificant little dragon, and his daughter and the stinky boy are destined to play an important role on the stage.

Jupiter has a clear sense of self about this.

"You ransacked the Kingdom Guard? My old man, I'd like to believe it's true, but you definitely didn't do it. With a smug smile on Akford's face, he finally grasped a loophole in Jupiter's words, pointed to the bottle, and said, "You are a good man, but not a warrior." If it's you. Well, you did it, and this bottle of wine will definitely not be in this tavern, but in your own private list. ”

"yes, of course, I'm certainly not the material, I'm talking about us. It's the collective, you know. Jupiter burped and smiled with the same schadenfreude: "But my old fellow, what are you going to pay with? Of course, if you really don't have a lot of money, I can tell them to put it in Miss Lanstadt's account first, and then offset the payment to-morrow. ”

"It's not fair, my friend. Akford's face froze, and he immediately called out: "We have reached an agreement, if you still have any objections to the price, you should bring it to the table to negotiate, but you should not use this kind of indiscriminate means, it will affect the trust and friendship between us." ”

"No, no, no, these are two different things, my friend. Jupiter waved his hand and smiled: "This wine is genuine, this is what you just admitted personally, although I am not familiar with it, but this price should be the market price." If you still have any doubts, I can ask Prince Homus to come and testify in person. ”

"Okay, I apologize to you, but I don't really have that much money on me right now, I just don't know if the boss here will accept barter?" Akford asked tentatively.

"It depends on what it is, or shall I help you ask?" said Jupiter, somewhat uncertainly.

"Good stuff, of course, but how else can you offset the cost of this bottle?" Akford smiled and pulled out a neatly folded piece of parchment from his pocket.

However, the moment he placed the parchment on the table, a pitch-black cross fell from the sky and was inserted precisely in front of the tip of his finger, nailing the parchment to the table.

Akford shuddered, and subconsciously looked towards the door.

He saw a pair of cold eyes. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )