Gould felt that he must show his hand to the chief of the tribe, and also to open the eyes of the tribesmen who were watching, and even his family and guards.
Suddenly, he pulled out his dagger. This sight really shocked Angreev.
Gould asked calmly: "Look at this sword. It is sharp and shiny, just like our friendship is long and stable."
"This is... "For a moment, Angreev noticed that the color of the sword was different, it was brighter and whiter.
"This is called stelsvord." Gould explained a brand-new vocabulary, and he hurriedly explained: "The Russians have mastered a magical skill. They can make some magical swords. I spent two pounds Yin Zi ordered this sword! Maybe you don’t believe that my sword can cut off your sword!”
“Really?”
The only one in Ungreave. What I am proud of is my status as a warrior in this life. When a person gets old, he was still very strong when he was young. The scars on the upper body covered by clothes were his medals of honor. Especially the scars under the eyes, which were caused by flowing arrows.
In that battle, the Danes released a few arrows, and unfortunately he was scratched, but fortunately his eyes were saved.
Is sending archers into battle a manly thing to do? Real men should compete in martial arts by chopping each other with swords.
Ungrieve pulled out his sword, and he looked confident: "Come on! If you can cut it off, I can say that your sword is really a magic sword. ."
"Oh? Do you think I am too fat to hold a sword? But if I cut off your sword..."
"It doesn't matter. I also want to see the miracle you mentioned."
Russians can always find interesting things. Today, Angreev just out of interest, held the hilt of the sword with both hands: "Come on! "Cut it!"
"Really let me do it?" Seeing that the other party was serious, Gould smiled honestly: "Oh, my dear brother, you look down on me like a seal. . Do you really think someone like me can fight like a warrior? I don’t want to insult your sword, so just let my warrior captain come in person."
Gould waved to the audience. Flo came closer.
"Master, what are your orders?" Yevluo, who had short and unkempt hair, bowed and waited for the order.
"Catch my sword and cut off his sword."
"As you command!"
When Yevro grasped the edge of the sword Instantly, he realized how different it was.
It’s not that the hilt of this dagger is inlaid with beautiful gems, but the distinctive color of the sword’s body. Ever since Jevro was bought home by Gould, he has been trained as a swordsman for more than ten years! After such a long time, Yevluo has accumulated too much "experience in killing people."
Holding the sword tightly, Jevro shook it left and right first to evaluate its strength. He was surprised to notice that the sword was actually flexible.
Because an ordinary iron sword has no flexibility? Bending in battle is a common occurrence! The only advantage is that it doesn't break easily.
Now that the master had given the order, Jevro finally clenched the hilt of the sword with both hands, shouted, and slashed at Angreev's sword.
There was just a crisp sound, and the sword split into two sections.
The half-sword blade that was chopped away spun wildly in the air and finally fell to the ground.
The scene fell into extreme silence for a time!
Ungrieve opened his eyes wide. He was silent for a long time before he realized what he had invented.
When Jevro witnessed this strange scene, he immediately checked whether he had broken his master's divine sword. He especially stared at the blade of the sword, which was most likely to break. As a result, he raised the sword to face the sun, and no trace of the blade could be seen at all.
The master’s sword is not damaged at all!
Realizing this fact, Yevro broke into a cold sweat on the spot.
It was Ungreave who also had sweaty feet: "Gould, my friends, the Russians...how could they?!"
"Haha. Because. They must have been blessed by Odin." Gould shrugged and took the opportunity to show off: "Their leader's name is Otto. You have seen this man before."
"Yes. I've seen it. It was a long time ago. That man didn't come to our remote place for many years." "He has a son named Rurik." Gould turned his back and pointed to his ship with his big finger: "Rurik received a favor and brought many things that are not available in the world. For example, this divine sword that can cut off ordinary swords is made of the wisdom of Valhalla. In addition, there are many magical things that come from Valhalla!" "Is this... is it true?" Youdao is not very trustworthy. It can be seen that after seeing the miracle, Ungreave had to think hard.
"Rurik, he may be an ancient heroic spirit. He came back to the world without Odin's order. However, maybe he has forgotten his identity, but retains a lot of knowledge of Valhalla. . Now, the Russians have begun to equip such swords!"
This is said to Ungriev, but also to Jevlo. Jevlo will definitely have a new identity in the future, and Gould hopes that this young man who has been trained by him can get more security guarantees for himself after giving it to Rurik. Therefore, Yevlo must be made aware of Rurik's extraordinaryness at the first time.
Listen to this, Ungreave is not just sweating on the soles of his feet, he is sweating all over his body.
Ungriev said angrily: "Oh, fortunately we are solid allies with them. If an enemy had mastered such a terrible weapon, wouldn't we be the same!"
"You Don't worry." Gould patted his heart and said, "My brother, I have stayed in the fjord of the Ross people every winter for these years. I am already a friend with that Rurik. I will represent Unk.The people of Las Vegas have a good relationship with him. Ungreave, you never have to worry. As long as we don't take the initiative to destroy the alliance, our relationship will always be like brothers. ”
Angreev was very pleased and asked: “Oh, now my sword is broken, I also want to buy a sword like this.” If two pounds of silver could buy it, I would pay for it. ”
The implication is that this guy just wants to buy his own sword.
Of course, this business is not impossible. A businessman! As a businessman, as long as the price is high enough, anything can be done Sell, even your soul!
Gould was pursuing the best interests, and he immediately said: "The cost of my sword is two pounds of silver. I am a merchant. If you want it now, please give me four pounds of silver. "
"You! "
"What? Muscle pain? ! My friends, we are in business! If you have reasons, of course you can go to Roseburg in person with the money. However, the local blacksmiths have already started working day and night. They will not reduce the price just because you are the leader of Onkras, nor will they make it for you in advance. Moreover, they must believe that you, as the leader, have huge wealth, and they will take the opportunity to increase the price. My friend, you cannot afford four pounds of silver. "
"You! "Ungrieve really liked it, and couldn't bear to be looked down upon by Gould. He gritted his teeth and stamped his feet, and cheered up: "I'll buy it! I can get a mere four pounds of silver coins! ”
“Of course, you are also a rich man. My friends, please allow me to go to the Chamber first and let us talk about some important matters. ”
“Okay! I just happened to go back to get the money. ”
The Angkras tribe is just a larger village! In order to maintain the operation of the tribe, the tribesmen have to pay taxes to the chief.
Farmers pay taxes to the village chief By paying taxes, the village chief provides public services to the farmer group, and a tacit understanding is naturally born between them, which becomes a contract.
One advantage of being a big leader is that he does not have to do the work himself. Angreev is particularly satisfied with this.
The so-called tax means that farmers and hunters pay some grain or fur on a regular basis.
As for the tribe's tax. There are several big businessmen, so don't expect to get even a copper coin out of their mouths.
The Gould family is very rich, but he just won't give the big leader a penny. In this regard, Unger. Reeve could only scold the merchants in his heart for their immorality. However, the tribe needed a considerable amount of daily necessities and needed the merchants to transport them. Firstly, he could not force the merchants to take out the money through force. Secondly, even if they had force, they would not be able to do so. Run away? Then, who would come to the remote Angklas to sell goods?
Gould's eldest son was also a fat man, but this young man was ordered to stay in Mälaren with his wife. The tribe's market operates Gould's dealership in Mälaren. What makes this old guy more regretful is that the eldest son clearly did not inherit his skills, and his daughter-in-law gave birth to two children.They are actually daughters, and they will inherit their obesity very well.
After all, that was his granddaughter. Gould felt regretful that he had to show a smile to the children on the surface.
But the future is still bright! He still has many sons, and his body can even make more maids give birth to new sons for him. In fact, until now, Gould is a little dizzy when facing his children and grandchildren. There are so many children! And the number of children with their own bloodline is still increasing.
Now, he ordered the guys he hired from Rossburg, the porters he hired at the dock, and his various servants, totaling more than 200 people, to help him load and unload the heavy cargo on the ship. of goods.
After all, in this era before the invention of port machinery, even the most primitive "human-powered squirrel cage crane", the Angkola people simply did not think of the possibility of these equipments. They could only rely on shoulder-carrying Way of moving, doing errands for Gould.
Of course, those who are employed are a large group of farmers swarming at the dock waiting for work. They all know that Gould must have paid no less than a huge sum of money for moving goods!
For ordinary farmers, one silver coin is already a very gratifying income, which means that they can be exchanged for new farming tools, or they can buy half a silver coin from an occasional Norwegian businessman who has crossed the mountains. Deerskin makes a leather coat.
Accompanied by his guard captain Jevro and nine other guards, Gould walked towards the tribal meeting hall with extremely confident steps.
It seemed that it had just rained, and the roads in the tribe were a little muddy. Looking at the houses of the tribesmen and the old women leaning on the door and watching them, a sense of regret came to my heart. .
A winter has passed! Angkola is still the same, as if ten or twenty years later, it is still the same.
Look at the Russians, everything is changing dramatically! Otto led his tribe to build new settlements, Arik led his tribe to launch a war of revenge, and Rurik was quietly and quickly improving the strength of the Rus' people through more inventions.
The development of a tribe must be inseparable from the decisions of its leader and his family!
The power of the Russians is growing day by day, but their hometown Onkras is stagnant!
Seeing these scenes, how come Gould doesn’t want to leave here? As a businessman, of course you have to hang out with powerful people. It is best to make allies and form an interest group.
Gould came to the tribe’s meeting hall. He came a little earlier, and soon, the wealthy households in the tribe came over.
This group of colleagues was definitely not here to discuss matters. He just wanted to have a good chat with Gould as soon as possible. Try to buy as much Gould merchandise as possible. Yes, Gould's second-hand dealers, these colleagues are third-way dealers.
The merchants of Unclas secretly have an unwritten agreement, that is, merchants who purchase goods from Gould cannot go to Mälarenmarket. Although of course they could go there secretly, they have no price advantage over Gould at all. The third-level dealer buys goods from the second-level dealer, but he has to make a price difference. They can't make money in Mellaren, and it becomes more profitable to sell goods to other allies.
Therefore, Gould, a merchant in the Onkras system, has almost monopolized the trade with the Melalen tribe. Regarding the trade of other allies, Gould will not personally participate in the trade, and just call it a buddy. Give us a chance to eat.
Everyone sat on the leather cushions and had a good time. The businessmen asked about Gould's magical experience in Fort Ross, and of course, about the Excalibur.
After all, it is a treasure! Both of them are businessmen, and if they can buy it for four hundred silver coins, everyone can afford the money.
Someone among them has already suggested that they should not care about Ungreave’s mood, and that everyone should compete for this sword, and whoever offers more will sell it to him!
To be honest, Gould was really moved. He felt itchy in his heart and felt that this matter was not impossible.
Who is that Ungreave? A businessman! The principle is whoever has the higher price will sell the product to whom.
After a while, Ungreave came with a money bag. Everyone could see that this old guy had a very complicated expression.
Ungrieve couldn't show any style in front of Gould. He tried his best to make himself look luxuriously dressed, but in the end he was just like an ordinary businessman of the tribe.
He placed the money bag on the table and shook it deliberately to prove that it was full of money.
Four Roman pounds of silver, totaling over fifteen hundred grams.
"The money belongs to you, and the sword belongs to me. Let's trade now."
Gould smiled naively: "No! Chief, I changed my mind. "
"What? You don't want to sell it? Oh, well, after all, it's your sword, and I shouldn't take away anyone's love." As he said that, he put the silver bag away. With the cage beside me, I feel very happy in my heart.
Ungreave is really guilty. It hurts him to take out this money. He was in a conflict. After all, the blade of the divine sword was not long. It was obviously a short sword for self-defense and could not be used in frontal combat. Buying it is more to show one's status. It costs four hundred silver coins, but it means losing face.
Gould shook his head: "Because of the merchants, there are many people who are willing to pay a higher price. Big leader, if you can offer a higher price..."
"What? !" Ungrieve, who understood the situation in an instant, was immediately unhappy, and he tried his best to suppress his mood.
Gould also stopped his chest: "As you can see, the one with the highest price gets it. Now, let's start negotiating. The price starts from four hundred silver coins."