Facing Kant, these caravan members were quite respectful and not at all rude.
In their subconscious mind, Kant is equal to the high-ranking nobles of the Calradia continent, even if they are Swadians, but for the nobles of the Vikia Kingdom, they must be treated with high standards of etiquette, let alone them commoners
"Yeah." Kant just nodded, his expression unchanged.
This is the aristocratic status arranged by the system.
Looking to the back, the three carriages of the caravan were neatly bundled with packages, and they looked like they were full of goods.
"pity."
Kant sighed slightly.
He doesn't have dinars to buy these goods.
"My lord, these are the special products we brought from Zhiwadin."
The leader of the caravan laughed and explained: "Our caravan sells cheap wool, as well as some tools, pig iron, linen, including air-dried meat, smoked fish, wheat and other food."
After a pause, he continued: "Of course, we also buy specialty products."
"Acquisition of specialty products?"
Kant frowned slightly: "How to buy?"
This made him a little curious.
Before this caravan arrived, he really didn't know that he could still sell something to them.
"Yeah, we're going to be acquiring some stuff at the same time."
The leader of the caravan glanced sideways at the governing hall of "Deherim", swept his eyes over the grocery store, and said with some excitement: "I see that there is a spare store, Lord Lord, if you don't mind, I would like to Let my team move the goods over, we will stay here for a week."
"Yeah." Kant nodded: "You can arrange whatever you want this week."
He also answered happily.
After all, I have no money in my hands now, and I can't buy anything.
"My lord, thank you very much."
The caravan leader was very grateful and quickly bent down to thank him.
At the same time, the hired sentries behind them also drove their carriages, leaving deep ruts on the sand. Obviously, the three carriages carried a lot of cargo.
Kant understood.
Caravans on Calradia basically have fixed trade routes.
In cities on trade routes, buy at low prices, sell at high prices, or accumulate supplies and return to your own city.
These are the basic routines of business.
"This is my place, and I don't have any supplies to buy."
Kant secretly gave a wry smile.
Although "Dehrim" is called this name, it is not comparable to the real "Dehrim" in Calradia.
A small village in the district can't even achieve self-sufficiency in food, and it wants to develop business, which is too whimsical, even with systematic help.
But Kant let them go.
For the current sentry oasis, it would be great to add some popularity.
Shrugging his shoulders, Kant also laughed at himself: "At least you don't need to feel it, it's the same as being abandoned by the world."
back to normal.
Kant walked towards the governing hall. He still had some plans for special tasks.
Go back to the Consulate.
As soon as he sat down, the Swadian militiaman who was in charge of guarding the gate of the governing hall came in with an iron-clad spear and reported respectfully: "My lord, the leader of the caravan wants to see you."
The governing hall is not something anyone can enter if they want to.
"Let him in."
Kant nodded, obviously seeing the caravan leader standing outside the door.
This caravan leader is probably in his 40s, with a little gray hair on his temples, but he still looks energetic. Obviously, he is not an ordinary person who can lead a caravan in a city alone.
In fact, these caravan leaders generally served after the top soldiers retired.
Although he is only equipped with iron-inlaid leather armor and a Germanic sword, his weapon proficiency and horse riding skills are comparable to those of a Swadian knight.
But in front of Kant, he was extremely submissive.
Bending down and bowing his head, he said, "My lord, I take the liberty of interrupting you."
"It's okay, I'm not busy right now."
Kant looked at the caravan leader and asked calmly, "What's the matter?"
The caravan leader replied respectfully: "My lord, it seems that date palms are planted in your village? If your production is abundant, we can buy some date palms."
"Buy dates?" Kant was taken aback.
The caravan leader nodded affirmatively: "Yes, my lord, dates are a specialty of the Sultanate of Sarande. They taste sweet and are sold well in other countries."
"Of course, yes." Kant nodded immediately.
He collected more than a dozen rattan baskets of dates last week. Although he ate some these days, it is no problem to make up ten rattan baskets.
But Kant frowned slightly, and asked, "Is it Dinar?"
The acquisition currency he was talking about was naturally dinars.
This is the only currency recognized by the system.
"certainly."
And the leader of the caravan nodded, with a strange look on his face: "My lord, do you want to exchange some commodities with dates? We may also exchange goods, but of course the price must be offset by the value of the goods." .”
Kant was stunned.
But he still reacted, and said directly: "No, there is no need, just pay in dinars."
"Follow your arrangement." The caravan leader was a little confused.
Of course he didn't know that Kant was thinking about dinar now, his head was a little dizzy, and he wanted to go directly to the tribe of gnolls and fight with these ferocious primitive creatures!
You can't do anything without dinars!
"Come on."
Kant arranged for the militiamen waiting at the door: "Take our friends to the warehouse to see the dates we have dried."
The militiaman nodded: "Understood."
The caravan leader also apologized, and followed the militiaman to the storage room next to the governing hall, where more than a dozen rattan baskets of dates were piled up, all dried in the good weather.
The dates they often say are actually the finished products after drying.
Fresh dates are not resistant to storage, and dried dates after drying are the most convenient for storage and carrying in desert climates.
And the dried dates taste sweeter after drying.
Soon, the leader of the caravan came out and chewed a date palm in his mouth, with an intoxicated expression on his face: "My lord, the texture of these dates is really good."
"Fine dates." Kant nodded, with a smile on his lips.
He is very careful.
The dates produced by the system are absolutely fine.
"It's really nice."
And the leader of the caravan swallowed the dates, looked at Kant and said respectfully: "If you want, I can collect these dates at a price of 50 dinars per basket."
"50 dinars?" Kant frowned slightly.
10 baskets of dates were exchanged for 500 dinars.
These are most of the results of 20 date palm trees, weighing thousands of catties!
The leader of the caravan shrugged slightly, and said with helplessness on his face: "My lord, although dates are delicious, they are not a necessity. In fact, many people eat this kind of thing as dessert, so the price is so high." .”
After a pause, the caravan leader continued: "If it's a bad quality date, we won't give you 50 dinars at all."
"Okay, let's pay the price you said."
Kant's face was calm, seemingly normal.
But in my heart, I was really bitter. This businessman is indeed a treacherous businessman.
If it wasn't that he had no choice, Kant really didn't want to just sell his dates.
After all, it can also be used as a food reserve.
"You are such a wise decision." The caravan leader said flatteringly.
Kant smiled faintly: "Maybe."
The lack of dinars is his biggest problem at present. In order to maintain his troops, he can only choose to sell these dates. After all, compared with bread, these dates are actually not very satisfying to the stomach, although Very nutritious.
However, Kant also seemed to have thought of something, and asked the caravan leader: "Is there barley in your cargo?"
"Yes my lord, there is wheat."
The caravan leader replied: "50 dinars per bag, you can choose to sow seeds or grind them into flour."
"Give me a bag." Kant nodded and said at the same time: "I plan to sow seeds."
"That way, I can pick out the best bag for you."
Smiling, the caravan leader said: "However, in the desert oasis, you need to replenish water in time when planting wheat, otherwise the hot weather will burn your young wheat seedlings."
"Thank you for your reminder." Kant smiled.
These Swadian peasants know it too.
And the pond that was dug in advance and the silt that was cleaned up can also be used as fertilizer for wheat.
Kill two birds with one stone.
PS: There are two updates today, and tomorrow will make up...
Changed barley to wheat
(end of this chapter)