"How are the matches sold by the Scott Consortium today?" Du Dian closed the newspaper and asked Flynn.
Fulin said: "After the contract was signed last time, they have already discussed the operation plan. They have promoted the role of 'match' in various industries in commercial and residential areas. The effect of this match is really good. It is easy to ignite. The only The problem is that the consumption is too fast, the price is a bit expensive, and the sales in the residential areas are not very popular, but in the commercial areas, the sales results are extremely good. In just a few days, the reputation has already started. They're all reporting on matches, calling them the 'magic starter'."
Du Dian nodded. After all, the Scott Consortium is an old-fashioned consortium that competes with the Mellon Consortium. It has fully expanded the market value of matches. In this short period of time, even if other consortiums find alchemists to deconstruct the composition of matches If another match is made for sale, the sales volume will naturally not be comparable to that of the Scott Consortium, and it can only grab 10 to 20% of the market share at most.
"How much money can we get?" Du Dian asked, this is what he cares most about.
Fulin smiled and said, "The sales of the first month have not been calculated yet, I guess there are at least a thousand gold coins every month."
Du Dian nodded. The price of matches is cheap after all. It is already extremely amazing to have thousands of gold coins every month. It is a sky-high price that ordinary residents cannot earn in their lifetime.
"Counting the money from the textile factory and your compensation, it is estimated that in about half a year, we can accumulate 100,000 gold coins and rent the passage outside the wall!" Fulin laughed. Once the passage outside the wall is rented, the road to wealth will be completely opened. At that time, he can cultivate the scavengers by himself, and Du Dian will clean up the area for the scavengers to pick up. When the accumulated funds are sufficient and more hunters can be recruited, the gold coins will snowball like snowballs.
Du Dian nodded slightly, but sighed in his heart. Half a year is still too long, but during this time, he can train himself well. The hunting skills he learned three years ago are now quite rusty, and he must improve his skills as soon as possible. Only at the level of an intermediate hunter, otherwise, it would be too disadvantageous to hunt with one's own strength.
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Bron family, second floor of the manor.
Srudi had breakfast and sat on the balcony. The maid gently kneaded his shoulders. He crossed his legs and flipped through the newspapers from various news agencies delivered today. It was like a childhood homework. Things he needs to get done every day.
"Someone framed the Milan consortium, and I don't know who the real murderer is..." Srudi thought while flipping through the newspaper. He believed that the Milan family would not be stupid enough to assassinate the deacon of the trial, unless there was something secret among them that he didn't know.
"Master." Outside, the butler walked in quickly, and said, "The person who was sent to watch the young lady just now sent a reply. Not long after the young lady arrived at the court, she left the court by car, alone, without any colleagues to follow."
Srudi frowned and said, "Where did you go?"
"It's not clear yet." The housekeeper shook his head slightly, and said, "Go towards the west district."
"West District?" Srudi frowned, and after thinking for a moment, he suddenly thought of something, his face darkened, and said, "Prepare the car immediately and go to Lane Castle to pick up the lady. If you resist, bring it back by force!"
The housekeeper was stunned, and suddenly came to his senses, nodded quickly, "Yes." He turned and left in a hurry.
"You brat who gets in the way!" Srudi asked the maid to bring him a cup of hot coffee with a gloomy face.
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In Ryan Castle, on the training ground.
This training ground was originally used for the daily training of the knights and followers of Ryan Castle, but now it is Du Dian's training ground. Du Dian came to the field for training. The part of the arm pierced by the steel nail has almost healed after this period of recuperation. He asked the waiter to adjust the target position and kept pulling the bow to shoot. The arrow hit the bull's-eye and rarely made a mistake. .
Some knights and subordinates on vacation came to the side of the training field to watch Du Dian's training. They were full of curiosity about these hunters who went to fight outside the wall. At this moment, they saw Du Dian's archery skills, and there was a burst of applause outside the field.
Du Dian was not affected, and stared at the bullseye intently. While shooting in his heart, he was also feeling the trajectory of the arrows. In addition, he had asked the housekeeper to help him create two bundles of spiral arrows. The arrowheads were lead and denser. Iron arrows are heavy, they shoot farther, and their destructive power is even more astonishing.
Although it is the era of cold weapons, the skills inside are extremely complicated. It is not that a strong arm can draw a bow and shoot far. important influence.
While Du Dian was practicing repeatedly, a waiter suddenly ran outside, came to Du Dian's side, and said, "Mr. Du, someone is looking for you outside."
"Who?" Du Dian didn't stop.
"It's Miss Bron's family, Jenny." The waiter said.
As soon as Du Dian loosened his fingers, the arrow pierced through the air, nailed it hard on the target, and the tip trembled violently.
After a moment of silence, Du Dian slowly lowered his bow and said, "Just say no."
The waiter was a little surprised. This is the lady of the Bron family. Anyone knows how terrifying the power of the Bron family is. The lady came to see her in person, but she was rejected? However, he still nodded and left. After all, he was serving the Ryan family's job, so naturally he had to listen to the Ryan family.
After the waiter left, Du Dian put down the bow, picked up the arrow, and gently rubbed the arrow with his fingers.
After a while, the waiter returned and said to Du Dian: "Mr. Du, she said you didn't see her, so she just waited outside until you saw her."
Du Dian frowned slightly, his face was a little cold, he put down the arrow, turned and left the training ground.
Walking all the way to the gate, Du Dian suddenly saw the carriage parked on the hillside outside the manor, and a girl in a formal priestly uniform standing in front of the carriage, looking around on tiptoes, and saw Du Dian who walked to the door, with a few smiles on his face. very happy.
Du Dian looked at the girl from a distance. Three years later, the latter has lost some of the immaturity of the girl at the beginning, and has a little more youthful girlishness.
He stared at her for a moment, then walked straight over.
After three years, Jenny saw Du Dian again. The boy three years ago is now tall and thin, with a straight body and a more handsome appearance, but the lines on his face show a little more indifference. The black eyes were like stars in the darkness, and they were extraordinarily deep. She watched Du Dian walking step by step, with complicated emotions, including guilt, sadness, and self-blame.
"I'm sorry." Seeing Du Dian approaching, her eyes were flushed, and she whispered: "I read the newspaper, you were wronged, I... I'm sorry!" She knew how much she had caused this boy. No language can undo it.
Du Di looked at her quietly, was silent for a moment, shook his head slightly, and said: "I don't blame you for this matter. Now the matter is over, the past is gone, and the broken mirror will not be reunited. I have received your apology. , not owe each other."