Section 169 A Transaction

"Whatever you say, I don't care if it's good or bad!" said the old evil casually without care.

"Hehe, you're free. Lan Fake smiled slightly, and then said: Then I will tell you the good news first. After my hard work these days, I finally helped you contact some of the powerful people in the beast clan, and in the future, you don't have to worry about not being able to sell the iron tools produced here, they will give me some face, in short, I can definitely pack your goods here!"

"Bah!" When the old evil heard this, he immediately smacked him amusedly, and scolded with a smile: "Mr. Lan Fake, I found that your cheeks are not ordinarily thick! Do you think that I am one of those wastes in the Yanjing aristocratic circle who doesn't even know the price of vegetables? You even dare to come here to fool me! I don't think you look like a fool!"

It turns out that on this continent, iron tools have always been very sought-after, because the productivity is too low, the process of iron-making is very backward, and the continuous wars on the continent require a lot of strong laborers to serve as soldiers, while others have to farm, and people who can be used to mine and make iron are very rare. In short, steel production is very low. In human society, the iron tools produced are barely enough for their own use, and they can only squeeze a small amount for the Orc Alliance.

And the orcs themselves can't make iron, technology is secondary, the key is that they don't have that time. Because the weather in the north where the orcs live is too cold to cultivate land on a large scale, they can only rely on hunting and grazing to make a living, and it is naturally impossible to support a large number of people to mine and make iron.

The orcs rely on the sponsorship of their allies for their iron weapons, the main source of which is the dwarves, and the rest get a little from the human world, but these are obviously far from meeting their needs, so the orcs have always been very short of iron.

Now, if they can buy iron tools directly from the old evil at a close distance to their doorstep, then it will undoubtedly be a great thing. However, this is not necessarily good news for the old evil.

The reason is very simple, his pig iron raw materials are all transported from the teleportation array. The magic stones cost no less than thousands of gold coins in the teleportation array, and even if they came all the way from Yanjing, they would definitely not be able to spend so much money. So he didn't strike iron here to make money, just to test whether the spirit depicted the magic array. If he uses this to make a deal, I'm afraid he will lose his life.

Moreover, Lan Fako's proposal was obviously for the sake of the orcs, but he acted as if the old evil was taking advantage, so he couldn't help but ridicule him.

After listening to the old evil's words, Lan Fake was not ashamed at all because of the exposure of the annihilation plan, but smiled and said: "I know what you think, aren't you just afraid of losing money." You can rest assured of this, I have seen all the iron armor you made here, not only the quality is upper, not much worse than the dwarf boutique, the most important thing is that you also let those spirits depict the magic array, as long as these magic arrays can play a role and turn them into magic armor, then I can guarantee that those of my orc friends will not let you suffer. ”

"Cut!" When the old evil heard this, he immediately said disdainfully: "Who doesn't know that the beast clan is notoriously poor?

"Haha!" Lan Fake immediately laughed and said, "I said, why did you suddenly become stupid? Although the orcs don't have gold coins, they have a lot of good things in their hands? They hunt demonic beasts all year round, and although the poor magic cores and other materials are sold to humans, the real good things will always be kept! Do you want Beamon's claws? Or even the eggs of the Thunderbird?"

"Huh?" When the old evil heard this, he immediately became interested. You know, Beamon is the divine beast of the beast clan, they all take it as an ancestor to support, once it comes to the time of the invasion of the three major natural disasters, it is the absolute main force, there is no need to be more, as long as there are more than a dozen Beamon, it can make the hundreds of thousands of troops on the opposite side dare not move. If you don't send dozens of Sacred Domain masters, you definitely can't do anything about these Beamons. So in this case, the material on Beamon's body is almost difficult for humans to encounter, because even if Beamon dies of old age, he will be respectfully sent into Beamon's cemetery by the orc clan higher-ups.

And Beamon, as a seventh-level soldier, everything on its body is extremely precious, the hair can be woven into a weak cloak to resist sharp swords, the bones can make sophisticated magic weapons, and the sharpest claws are extremely rare, and almost half of the legendary daggers circulating in the mainland are made by Beamon's claws. That's really sharpening iron like clay, breaking armor like piercing paper, not to mention how powerful.

Even the orcs knew that what was on Beamon's body was better, so they tried their best to steal a little bit of Beamon's body without irritating other Beamon. In this way, the material on Beamon's body was able to circulate in small quantities on the mainland.

As for the Thunderbird, it was a sixth-level magical beast, and some masters of the orcs could steal their eggs and hatch them for battle. The combat power of this thing is even a little stronger than that of the Wyvern, because the Wyvern relies on poison, and people are masters of lightning spells. It's just that wild ptarmigans live in groups, and it's not easy to steal their eggs, and it's more difficult to raise, so it's relatively rare.

But in any case, both Beamon's claws and the ptarmigan's eggs are the best things in the orcs. Ordinary orc magnates can't get it, and they generally have to be the chief of the big tribe of the orc clan to get a little bit. As for humans, it's even harder to get their hands on, even if it's royalty.

So as soon as he heard Lan Fake mention this, the old evil immediately became interested, and hurriedly said, "You're not fooling me, are you, an exiled guy, can you still contact the big tribal chiefs in the beast clan?"

"Damn!" Lan Falco didn't answer immediately, but immediately jumped up and scolded, "Did that little bastard tell you all about my past?" Obviously, he cared more about his image than business.

"Hehe, you're so famous, I can't ask anyone about your past!" The old evil didn't betray the old mage, but just brought it over vaguely, and then smiled faintly: "Okay, don't talk about this, let's talk about this business? Do you have a number in your heart? I can tell you, my vision is very high, if you don't have the two things you said, don't open your mouth to do business with me!"

"You, you still refuse to suffer!" Lan Fake smiled bitterly, and then said a little helplessly: "To be honest, it was the people of my clan who found me, and they have been mixing very badly recently, and I can't stand it anymore." As long as you are willing to help them, I am willing to give you my own money!"

"Do you have Beamon's claws and a thunderbird?" said the old evil with immediate curiosity.

"I secretly collected one of Beamon's claws before, but it's useless anyway, so I can give it to you. As for the eggs of the ptarmigan, I know that there is a habitat for the ptarmigan, and when they lay eggs, I will run it myself, and I dare not say more, it is not a big problem to get a dozen. Besides, I can help you train for free, but only if you pay for it yourself! I can't afford to raise those pot-bellied men!" Lan Fake said with a smile.

"Haha, I'll pay for my Thunderbird, but how did you get Beamon's claws, and how are you so sure you can steal the Thunderbird's eggs?"

"Beamon's claw was picked up during a battle with the Scourge, it seems that a Beamon was dropped by the archdemon's finger severed, if it was cut on the claw, it would be absolutely fine. Lan Fake then smiled and said: "As for how I take the eggs of the Thunderbird, this is the secret of our beast sacrifice, I can't say it, anyway, I'll get it for you when the time comes!"

"Okay, okay. The old evil nodded, and then smiled: "This deal seems to be a good deal, let's say, how many things do you want?"

"Weapons, it's disappointing that most of my people are fighting with sticks right now. They need sharp swords to defeat powerful demonic beasts!" Lan Fake said, "I need at least 2,000 fine iron weapons that can be used by trolls!"

"Oh, I'll do the math, the weapons used by trolls are not small, at least human two-handed heavy swords, or battle axes, and that one is worth at least ten gold coins. In other words, you want 20,000 gold coins!" The old evil immediately laughed: "It seems to be very cheap!

"Cheap?" When Lan Fake heard this, he immediately said with a smile: "What you are talking about is the price of your human royal capital, which is the place of production, so it is naturally cheap, but if you want to transport these 2,000 weapons all the way to our beast tribe, the cost of taxes along the way alone can increase by two or three times." In addition, it is necessary to get through the relationship between the upper and lower levels, because after all, this is something that requires the emperor's approval to sell, under normal circumstances, it is impossible for him to agree, once it is found, it is a big crime to be beheaded all over the house, so it is very difficult to get through the relationships at all levels required for smuggling. This is not counting the bandits and various forces along the way, anyway, if you want to transport these 2,000 heavy weapons from your country to our tribe, don't think about it without 100,000 gold coins!"

"Haha, okay then, let's make a deal!" The old evil immediately smiled and said, "Although the teleportation array consumes a lot of magic crystals, and the asking price is also very expensive, it is much better than opening up the relationship." But just these 2,000 weapons can save your tribe?"

(To be continued)