"Paying a high price for the priest of the Chamber of Commerce to give up tomorrow's Scorching Sun Contest and prepare himself for the Dead Conversation Technique?"

The thought crossed Townsend's mind.

Judging from the style of the store manager in front of him, he may open his mouth and say how important some of the Scorching Sun Competitions are to the Chamber of Commerce, how big the price of giving up is, and then offer a sky-high price.

However, for Townessen, who has endless wealth, it doesn't matter what he wants.

As long as there is something at a price, Townsend can easily buy it.

But—

Tang Sen's eyes narrowed slightly.

Do so. Is it really worth it?

Money doesn't matter, but the news that spreads because of squandering money is probably not good for you.

Paying thousands of dragon coins or even tens of thousands of dragon coins for a dead man's conversation technique?

This is not a normal transaction, but a wronged man.

If you spend tens of thousands of gold coins to buy a genuine magic item, such a transaction is common in Feren, and it is not noticeable, but if you spend tens of thousands of gold coins just to buy a pair of straw sandals-

Anyone with a normal IQ would guess if it was because the person was too wealthy to care about tens of thousands of gold coins, or because the straw sandals were worth far more than the money needed to buy them?

No matter which guess you make, it will probably not be too beneficial to your own situation, and there is no doubt that such an act will make your fame resounding throughout Neverwinter and even in the Sword Bay region, and all the merchants will flock to try to slaughter their fat sheep.

Not only that, but this kind of behavior will definitely attract a lot of malicious attention, the value of money in this world is more important than any world in which it was before, even if it is the archmage of the Nine Rings, the demand for money has never stopped.

What's more, there are still those greedy dragons in this world, and the metal dragons of the orderly camp are okay, if they are watched by the color dragons of those evil camps, then they will probably face endless invasions from the dragons.

"I can be a rich man, but I also have to respect the value of money in this world, and before absolute strength, too exaggerated squandering will only bring disaster."

Townsend approved of the idea.

After all, this world is not the Pirate Caribbean world that you have been to, and in the Pirate of the Caribbean world, you can rely on exaggerated profligacy to gain great fame and unite anyone who comes because of money.

That's because although the Pirates of the Caribbean world has some extraordinary powers, there are not many of them, and they can't directly threaten their own safety, and their lives are in danger, so they have to take some risks.

But if the same behavior appears in the world of Faerun-

Even if you are no longer what you used to be, you may not be able to leave Neverwinter at all.

Countless thoughts bypassed in Tang Sen's mind, and he remained silent on the surface, but said: "Of course I believe in the strength of the Seven Days Trader Group, but I will not pay for risky goods. ”

"Absolutely no risk!" The manager emphasized it and then said, "Of course, I understand the concerns of the customers, so it's just a verbal agreement, isn't it?" ”

"When the Scorching Sun Contest is over, guests can come here again."

"Reasonable." Tang Sen nodded: "Then, in addition to the dead man's conversation technique, let's take a look at other commodities." ”

The store manager said, "What do the guests want?" ”

"What do you have?" Townsend asked rhetorically.

The store manager was immediately overjoyed, and hurriedly said: "Magic items, delicate armor, magic scrolls, any items needed for adventure, I can find them here." ”

He paused for a moment and said, "Of course, the things that the guests need are obviously not those ordinary things. ”

He clapped his hands, and the door to the box was pushed open, and a clerk pushed a small cart with items covered in black satin.

"This is a strange object we found in a ruin, called the Alchemy Pot."

He carefully uncovered the satin, revealing a disgraceful clay pot.

"A kettle?" Barn stepped forward, "It doesn't seem to be of much use. ”

The store manager took a step sideways without a trace, blocking Barn's hand as he tried to touch the clay pot, and explained with a smile to Town, "This is no ordinary kettle. ”

"This is a magic item that can automatically generate liquids, it can generate all kinds of liquids you need, such as fresh water for you to drink, wine, beer, and even oil, vinegar, honey, mayonnaise and other household items, and even if you need to fight, it can also generate strong acids and basic poisons."

Barn raised his eyebrows: "So amazing? It's not going to be the kind of trick to separate the liquids, right? I've seen it in other taverns. ”

"Of course not." The store manager patiently explained: "This is a real curiosity, and the liquid in it automatically returns to its maximum value at dawn every day. ”

"Of course, there is a limit to the amount of liquid it can produce, for example, you can pour 8 gallons of fresh water, 4 gallons of beer, and 1 gallon of wine from it every day, and you can pour out much less strong acid and basic poison, only 8 ounces of strong acid and half an ounce of base poison."

"Each day you can only choose one of the liquids it can generate, and you can't change it."

The store manager showed a proud expression: "No adventurer can refuse to have a steady stream of drinking water in the wilderness or in some isolated ruin!" ”

"That's right." Barn gave a rare look of approval: "I used to forage in the wilderness, and I could only get water by chewing leaves. Mr. Townsen, if this man is not lying, this is indeed a good thing. ”

"The integrity of the Seven Days Trade Chamber is obvious to all." The manager raised his chin.

"So, this thing. How much does this strange thing cost? Barn asked, somewhat temptingly.

"It's not expensive." The store manager said, "One thousand eight hundred." ”

Barn: "Dragons? ”

"No, Suncoin."

Barn jumped up suddenly: "How did your little mouth with three fingers stuffed in it at most say such a big number?" That's 18,000 dragon coins! That's enough for our entire clan to support their old age! ”

Barn's wonderful analogy made the store manager's smile pause slightly, but his good professionalism made him squeeze out his smile again, looked at Townsen, and said, "For a unique and strange object, this price is not expensive." ”

He knew who was the real buyer.

"With it, you'll be able to drink a great wine, a perfect magic item, even in the wilderness, and, as a spellcaster, you can even gain some magical knowledge by studying it."

"No one would spend eighteen thousand dragon coins just to drink wine in the wilderness!" "It's really—" Barn emphasized.

"I bought it."

Barn's words were interrupted, and he looked at Townsend in utter astonishment.

And Tang Sen looked moved, and repeated:

"Eighteen thousand dragon coins? I bought it! ”

(End of chapter)