A fat fat man came down to meet Beta.
From a common sense point of view, being able to open a slave market and own such an exaggerated piece of land in the city center, it is conceivable that this fat man is definitely not easy to get along with. But surprisingly, this fat man doesn't feel bad.
He had a kind smile on his face, and as soon as he saw Beta, he said: "Master, hello. I am very glad that you can come to us to buy slaves. I am the master, and I can sell them to you at a cheaper price. To make friends."
As the saying goes, peace makes money. As soon as Beta saw the man talking like this, he knew why the man had such a big market in the city. To do business, in addition to the necessary thunder means, you must also have enough contacts and social circles, all of which require a smooth method to refine and integrate.
"What's your name?" Beta asked, and there was a bit of arrogance in her tone.
This was intentionally done by Beta. As far as he knew, all slave traders had a powerful force behind them to ensure that his chain of interests would not be damaged. In the game, when the player was still weak, many trade unions bought a lot of slaves from the slave market and planned to use them as workers, but they were robbed during the transportation.
Many times, I knew who the robber was, but because I had no evidence, I went to the door and was beaten back, which was extremely aggrieved.
But after the players became stronger, those nobles and businessmen who cheated the players were all retaliated one by one.
Ten years is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge, this is the truth that players generally believe in.
Beta put on such a condescending appearance, in fact, to give the other party a false impression that he is not easy to mess with. If the other party wants to make a bad idea, he must consider the consequences.
Sure enough, the fat man's expression changed subtly after hearing such a sentence. He laughed and said, "I am Francis, a small nobleman in Caronte City. May I ask your name?"
"Red Priest Beta."
As soon as these words came out, Fatty's face immediately became a little strange.
In Hollevin country, anyone who knows the title of 'Red Priest' must have a good intelligence network. Fatty's eyebrows trembled unconsciously, and then he continued to laugh and said: "I have admired your name for a long time, I have admired your name for a long time. I admire your heroic appearance in the royal city. Since it is Your Excellency Beta, then I am the master. These slaves will be given to you." You don’t need a copper coin.”
"Am I a robber?" Beta smiled and said, "As much as it should be."
The fat man thought for a while and said, "Okay, since your Excellency is so generous, I can't be too stingy. There are about 700 people from the York tribe. Among them, 200 are old, weak, sick and disabled, and they can hardly work. , the remaining five hundred young and strong, I will sell it to you for one hundred gold coins, how about it?"
"Deal." Beta nodded, then took out a gold brick from the space, and then took out ten gold coins and put them in the fat man's hand: "Let your men help me take a warm bath for them, and then give them They drink from a bowl of batter, and finally help me find a clean place where hundreds of people can rest temporarily. By the way, from now on, they are my slaves. If a few people die, you should know how to deal with it."
The fat man was holding gold bricks and ten gold coins. He didn't pay much attention to Beta's threat, but his expression was exaggerated: "It's the first time I've seen you pay with gold bricks. Please rest assured, your request. will take care of it for you."
Beta nodded, and then walked out of the slave market.
It was very smelly, the slaves didn't bathe all year round, and they were kept in a small area, crowded with people. They didn't have the opportunity to go outside to defecate, and all the defecation and defecation were done on the spot, so all the slaves were dirty. If it weren't for low-level spellcasters who used magic to drive away diseases regularly, there would definitely be plague outbreaks from time to time.
But no matter what, the blood of these slaves was extremely poor.
"When everything is arranged, let me know at the best hotel in town."
Beta said to the young executive who was following behind him, and after getting a response from the other party, he left the gate of the slave market. Then I saw Shirley, who was bored, holding a snowman at the door, and Jessica was helping.
And beside them, there were more than a dozen men lying down. They were obviously knocked out and hit in the snow.
"What's going on?" Beta walked over and asked.
When Shirley saw Beta, she rushed over immediately, put her arms around the latter's arm, and said with a cute look: "These men are very bad, they said they want to show me and Jessica goldfish, and they said they want us to enjoy It was heavenly joy. So I knocked them all out and threw them in the snow."
If ordinary people fall asleep in the snow, they can easily die in their dreams. If no one rescued these people, as long as they were left in the snow for a few more hours, they would definitely not be able to be rescued.
But Beta is too lazy to care about these things. There are already many pedestrians pointing at this place. If these people are not too bad, then someone around will wake them up. If no one comes to help, it means they He deserves to die.
He called Brad over and asked, "Where is the best hotel in Caronte City, take us there."
"Please come with me." Brad walked in front, and he said as he walked: "The gangsters that the lady knocked out just now are from Blackwater Street. Their boss is a professional. It is said that he has fought against monsters before." , the strength is very strong, please be careful, Your Excellency."
"Thanks for reminding."
Beta accepted Brad's offer. That's why he let Brad stay. In many cases, a local guide can let people know a lot of things to pay attention to, so as to avoid some troubles, or know the cause of troubles in advance.
The best hotel in Caronte is not far from the slave market. Beta looked at the entrance of the luxurious hotel. He nodded with satisfaction, then flicked another silver coin into Brad's hand, and said, "Help me find a A good cloth shop, tell the owner, I want three thousand meters of standard linen. I want thick linen, and then you ask him to give me a price, and I will see if it is suitable."
"Three kilometers?" Brad slobbered, "Isn't it too much? You have to load several cars."
Beta smiled and said, "Of course I'm useful, go ahead. Remember, the quality must be good. It's best to prepare it for me before I get up tomorrow morning."
"No problem, I will handle this properly."
Brad took a deep breath and ran away in a flash. He is very clear that this is a big deal, and as a middleman, he will definitely get a lot of money. This is the wealth that Your Excellency bestowed upon him, and he must manage it well.
As he ran towards Fabric Street in the East End, he wondered which store was better, Tom? No, it's too expensive.
Jerry? Nope, the quality is too low.
Cadel? Well, the quality of his linen is good, and the price is not too expensive. The most important thing is that his shop is about to close down, and Kadel and himself are also acquaintances.
Brad kept running, the snow on the street was up to his ankles, it was very strenuous to run, but he didn't stop, half an hour later, he appeared at the door of a cloth store, out of breath.
The old door of the draper shop was closed. Khader slammed on the door, making a loud thud.
Not long after, a middle-aged man with a gloomy face opened the door. He glanced at Brad, smiled wryly and said, "Long time no see, Brad. If you're here to borrow money, I can't help you. I'm also being chased by the boss of Blackwater Street, and in two days, if I can't pay him back the money, my storefront will be gone."
"No, no!" Brad bent down and tried his best to breathe, he said while waving his hands: "Kadell, I... huh, I know you are having a hard time recently, but I can't help you... huh, so I don't Dare to come to see you."
There was a little smile on Kadel's gloomy face: "I say that, I'm not too sad."
"I'm here this time because I have a big business to entrust to you."
Kadel didn't believe it: "Okay, how much cloth can you buy, can it be fifty meters? Don't stand outside, come in and warm your body."
Brad jumped up and shouted: "Three thousand meters of linen, three thousand meters of linen. The most common size."
Kadel froze for a moment, then smiled helplessly: "I know you want to make me happy, but at times like this, I admit it, so don't make trouble, okay?"
"It's not that I want to make a fuss." Brad shouted vigorously: "Three thousand meters of linen, it's definitely not fake, this is something a great nobleman asked me to do. I thought of you first, this is a big business ah."
Kadel looked at the excited Brad and asked suspiciously, "Is what you said true?"
Brad put his hands on his chest and said seriously: "I swear to the Goddess of Light, what I just said is absolutely true."
After a short period of doubt, Kadel's gloomy face gradually brightened. He grabbed Brad's hands and his voice was trembling: "My friend, how much is the big man asking for?"
"Your Excellency didn't say anything. But I can tell that he means that as long as there is no problem with the quality of the goods, the price should not be lower than the market price."
Kadel patted Brad's shoulder heavily: "Okay, thank you, Brad. I will thank you well when it's done. Now I'm going to prepare the sackcloth. Where does the lord live? When will these sackcloths be needed?"
"Before he finishes breakfast tomorrow."
"Then I have to prepare now." Kadel said to Brad: "That's right. You have to help me rent a few donkey carts. Three kilometers of linen is not a small amount. In my warehouse The sackcloth is almost gone.”
Brad patted Cadel hard on the arm: "Dude, you're in luck."
"You can only say that when things are done, and you can talk about them after you have finished."
Although Kadel said such words, the excitement and joy on his face could not be concealed.