Chapter 084: Interest is a Good Thing

Xiao Yun sent away the plague god, uh... sent away the guests of the elves, and slaughtered an old cow that night and made a potato stew to celebrate... 　　

It is wrong, no matter how warm and polite and pretending to the two elven warriors To do business with the elves happily, Xiao Yun thinks of the elves as a plague god in his heart; it is a good thing that these straightforward iron-headed babies have not cast their eyes on the grassland, but Xiao Yun also has to worry about when others will get better. No...　　

For this, he forcibly resisted the urge to go to the coastal port to take a look-if he went, if the elves had any ideas, he would talk to him on the spot, he wouldn't even be able to find excuses; It's better to just let the same upright soldiers pass by, and if there is something to let Hongye drag and slow down, it can also deal with the foolish past by tossing back and forth. Since we don't have the size to pull the wrist with others, we simply pinch the nose to make the king not see the king.

Well, his cub "elder" is inseparable from the generals of the elves in the country tribes. What happened...　　

Xiao Yun knew in his heart that maybe he was thinking too much, maybe the elves really have no interest in these three melons and two dates on the grassland, but they can take their own destiny to gamble on others. In the end, this kind of thing is a bit sad after all; the so-called failure is counted before winning, and the corresponding emergency plan must be prepared when the project plan is taken out. Be careful not to make a big mistake. Said, less pretends to make more money...　　

Took on the heavy responsibility of "showing weakness and pretending to be stupid". Hongye, who was on the road with Yu, was caught by Xiao Yun and made up for two nights of class before leaving, although she inevitably felt that A Yun was a little worried Too much, but think about what Ayun said is indeed very reasonable, and I am very concerned about this; after more than ten days of rushing to the port of the elves, he drove more than a thousand cattle and sheep to the port of the elves and met Prince Carlisle. Hongye proposed to use his eyes to signal Prince Carlisle to give her a chance to talk to her.

Prince Carlisle calmly arranged for someone to take over the goods sent by Teacher Ayun, let the Saint Bridge nobles who came with the ship to see the products of the Snow Wolf clan with their own eyes, and let the royal navy under his hand take charge of the order on the scene. Finding a chance to get away, I hurriedly met Hongye in the hut provided by the elves.　　

"Ayun said, we don't need to be particularly 'hot' in trading." Hongye thought about it and added, "It's better if it doesn't look decent...this is Ayun's original words."

Prince Carlisle said suspiciously, "Teacher Ayun, what do you mean?"

Hongye approached Carlisle, lowering his voice: "The forest elves are too powerful. Neither you nor us can talk to the forest elves on the same level, so Ayun's It means that we had better be weak enough to not be able to get on the stage."

Prince Carlisle was taken aback, suddenly awake, and suddenly sweat dripped down the sideburns... No wonder Teacher Ayun sent Hongye to this part of his own. Time is indeed too smooth, and even the most basic vigilance has been lost. He actually had some slanders before that the Elves were not formal in this cooperation. Isn't this a joke? If the Elves formally come to engage in the North-South trade, it will What's the matter with him, the prince of a small human nation? What's more about St. Bridge?　　

"I see." Prince Carlisle looked solemnly.

The elven hotel where Elf General Kleist stayed is far away from the trading area provided to the human race, and the cabin where the human race lives is diagonally apart... The forest elves are a race that maintains the basic etiquette and demeanor between the ancient races, but He did not abandon the pride of being an elven race. Cooperating with the human race does not mean that you will be intimate with humans. Except for the big race like the sea race, there are not many races that can talk to the elves on an equal footing.

At this moment, General Kleist placed his saber on the table, holding a white porcelain plate in his hand and looking carefully. The outside of this white porcelain plate is plated with a ring of pure blue blades, with a large piece in the middle. Impeccable white, there is a bunch of simple patterns in the center of the disc, the style is grand, simple and elegant, even in the eyes of General Kleist, it is impeccable.　　

"Is this made by the Snow Wolf?"

Both the human race and the dragon race are extremely fond of gold and silver tableware. The fanatical pursuit of sparkling aesthetics is very despised by the elves, because the most popular among the elves are often crystal, stone, and even cheaper glass on the market. The product, that is, the elves like the low-key style that is more internally show... This simple and elegant white porcelain plate is undoubtedly in line with the elves' aesthetics, which makes General Klester very puzzled, Snow Werewolf? Aesthetic? Why is it so awkward to put these two words together?

"Yes, after their clan made such tableware, they originally planned to sell it on the grassland, but the gift they gave to the tauren attracted the attention of the tiger clan, so it could only be stored in the warehouse. When Karl and I expressed our concern about this After enjoying the porcelain tableware, Ayun, a cub of the Snow Wolf tribe, asked if he could exchange the sun cloth for us with porcelain." Harlan said with some pride.　　 Hmm... he didn't have a bad intention to slap Karl in front of his boss, and tore it back in private. They were still friends.　　

As for proactively admitting the fear of the tiger clan's covetousness... this is a step in a cub's plan to show weakness. General Kleist put the porcelain plate gently on the table, rubbed the smooth and delicate round outer wall of the porcelain plate with his fingers for a while, then suddenly pushed the porcelain plate inward, got up and lifted the sword: "Follow me to see the Snow Wolf Clan and St. Bridge's traded goods." 　　

"Yes." Harlan bowed slightly and backed away. When General Klester strode past him and walked out of the door, he was still in the mood to turn his head to death. Carl winked.

This is where the height determines the horizon... Harlan is not stupid, or the elves of the long-lived species want to be stupid and cute, but he just can't see the snow wolf cub Ayun and his boss General Kleist is the air confrontation between ongoing.

It seems that most of the human races scattered around the port are now running to the Exchange Square to watch the excitement. When General Klester arrived, he was noisy by the noisy voices before he saw the soldiers of the Snow Wolf tribe. Frown slightly.　　

He pinched his nose and bypassed the smelly, bleating sheep and walked towards the field. Before the person approached, he was stimulated by a human voice, causing eardrum pain.

"A sheep for a box of spices? Are you sure? It won't be changed? Oh my goodness, big man, tell me that you are very honest businessmen, or Master Conrad is going to be angry!" 　　

"Go away Conrad, Do you want to irritate our guests!" 　　

"Shut up! Where is the prince, I want to change our goods first -" 　　

"What a joke, you damn bastard!" 　　

Two little old men in gorgeous noble robes The words were inconsistent and waved his thin arms on the spot, making a few shirtless snow wolf warriors standing in front of the flock, with animal ears on both sides of their heads looking bewildered...　　

"Enough. , Pull them away and place an order!" A grumpy St. Bridge naval officer roared, "One hundred cows for one cargo, the snow wolf tribe brings a total of four hundred cows, which is four. Ship, clerk, hurry up!" 　　

"Wait, that's unreasonable! My boat is filled with pepper and ginger, and their family only has garlic. Then the cargo provided by my family will be a loss!" The little old man who called himself Master Conrad yelled again.

"You can't lose money, the prince said, the subsidy will be calculated separately according to the total value of the goods on the ship, and the subsidy will be used fur!" the navy officer cried impatiently.　　

"I don't want fur, I want that snow beast's horn!" Master Conrad shouted hoarsely. These words stabbed the hornet's nest, and the nobles around with their arms folded to watch the excitement stopped doing it, and scolded all the time...　　

General Klester jumped on his forehead, unwilling to lean on the most crowded area Now, turn to the other side.

Cattle and sheep accounted for most of the venue, and grassland specialties such as fur only accounted for a fraction. There are more snow werewolves standing here. All the shirtless Snow Werewolf Kleister, who only wears animal skin shorts and cane sandals, is naturally unwilling to contact directly. He looked around and found a decent human nobleman who was about to beckon. The decent noble ghost cried out: "My god, the complete tail, spine and skull of the manticore? And the complete head of the thornwood devil? Who mixed these treasures in the sheepskin?!" 　　

Was responsible for counting Miscellaneous fur feathers: "Uh..." 　　

"Oh my god, the noble goddess is here, the net weaver's leg! This is the net weaver's leg! You actually brought the net weaver's leg wrapped in bark , Goddess of gold coins, look at the good deeds of these arrogant savages!"

Yu looked at this human nobleman blankly.

"Don't use mud to desecrate gold, you make precious commodities worthless, BALABALABALA... asshole! Put down the manticore tail!"

"No, I want to exchange my goods for this set of manticores, I have already asked His Royal Highness, and His Royal Highness promised me that he would consider it!" 　　

"Are you kidding me?—"　

"Okay! Are you here to help inspect the goods or make trouble! Get out of the way-garlic over there Move over and free up the warehouse!" 　　

"Come sir!" 　　

A group of sailors rushed forward carrying many boxes of garlic...There were also ginger-carrying, pepper-bags, and star-anise and dried orange peel in the back...

Kleist's complexion changed slightly, and he took two steps back in silence, and then took another two steps. The other spices are fine. The smell of garlic, pepper, pepper is already strong, mixed with other spices, plus the smell of fur... It's almost like a biological weapon.

The snow werewolf clan soldiers' eyes brightened, and they rushed up to open the box to check the garlic and pepper. The smell of the scene suddenly became more ecstasy...

General Kleist was silent for a few seconds, then turned and left-he thought too much, even if he could make it. Exquisite and elegant porcelain, the Snow Wolf tribe is still the Snow Wolf tribe after all, and the transaction with the human race is not decent... those human races are even less decent!　　

Back at the Elf Hotel where he stayed, Kleist walked to the window sill decorated with vines and flowers and stood for a while before he felt the smell of his nose disappeared. Sitting back in position, thinking of the group of Snow Wolf men who were waiting for the counterparty to calculate the value of the goods, the Elf General tapped his finger on the table... Among the nobles of the human race, there were also people who formally treated the goods of the Snow Wolf family, the elves. Naturally, the race cannot be less particular than the human race.

"Harlan, Carl, you go back to the tribe and send back the porcelain samples. Please the elders to approve whether the price offered by the Snow Wolf tribe is reasonable." 　　

Harlan is a bit strange. The cub Ayun's offer seems to him to be very cheap and cost-effective. The general didn't object before, so how could he suddenly change his mind, but as a soldier he didn't have much to say about it, so he immediately bowed his head and said yes.

General Kleist Naomi discovered that he was unintentionally affected by the "performance" of the human nobles. He began to feel that the price of the Snow Wolf clan devalued the value of porcelain, which made him a little unhappy. The Thief did not look down on the Snow Wolf clan. "I don't know the goods"-the absolute strong are certainly qualified to talk about mercy. Obviously, General Klester's positioning of himself is completely fine at least for now...

The noisy Exchange Square was noisy for a whole day without getting things done. The elven warriors who patrolled the harbor didn't like to approach that area; it was made by the noisy nobles and rampaging sailors. Under natural cover, the core part of this transaction started quietly in a small house in the trading area.

Prince Carlisle solemnly lifted the two suitcases and handed them to Hongye: "The seeds that Mr. Ayun wants are in the box on the left, and the things copied from the database of the Alchemists Association are in the box on the right. The alloy samples Tim also got a few pieces...These formulas must not be leaked, so please be careful on the way back."　　

Hongye nodded, and took the box over and put it at his feet. The former is fine, if the latter leaks out, Tim may be expelled from the Alchemists Association. Apart from the inheritance of family blood, the inheritance of culture in this world is the inheritance of masters and apprentices. It is not easy to learn some advanced technology...　　

Put away the suitcase, and Hongye also took out two stacks of bark paper carefully wrapped in parchment. Handed Carlisle with both hands: "This one is the porcelain firing process. Ayun asked me to tell you that you should not open it until you have not become a king and your subordinates are loyal to your army." 　　

"This one, is the story Ayun told us, and the post-reading feelings we wrote after learning the story, you can use the'grassland text' proficiently, and then you can open it to read." 　　

Carlisle held the two stacks of sheepskin-rolled trees with some trembling hands The leather paper, his breathing became heavier... Especially for the above one, Teacher Ayun actually handed the porcelain craftsmanship to him so unreservedly, his eyes couldn't help but become hot.

"Ayun said that he is very proud of your growth, but he taught you knowledge does not mean that you have the qualifications to dedicate to him unconditionally, he said,'We are teachers and disciples, and we are also independent individuals. If the relationship between the two is only maintained by the relationship between master and apprentice, then sooner or later we will be gradually alienated due to some conflicts, cold and strange. I hope that we can always be a master and apprentice with you, so I hope we can be a community of eternal interests. ""　　

Hongye memorized the words taught by Xiao Yun before leaving, earnestly, word by word. When Carlisle whimpered out of control and had to turn his face over because of what she had conveyed, Hongye felt that she understood Ayun's teachings again. A lot.　　

Ayun has always told them very bluntly not to rely on family, love, friendship and other ideal things to build a team. In terms of behavior, he has always set an example, and his words and deeds are the same.

Asking people to do something will give people a clear idea of why they want to do it, what are the advantages and disadvantages of doing so, and how it affects themselves, the collective, and others, not because Ayun thinks Let whoever do something is allowed to do something.

This style can be uncomfortable at the beginning, but if you can get used to it, anyone with a little brain will know that this is the way to really consider yourself. When Carlisle first accepted Ayun's guidance, it was inevitable that Ayun was too much. Paying attention to the gains and losses of utility, when he discovered that Ayun was not focusing on narrow personal gains and gains, he was shocked as a god, and he did not hesitate to take a respect to Xiao Yun who was younger than him, as a teacher.　　

And now, Ayun has taught him another vivid lesson: Don't be ashamed to talk about profit, profit is not a bad thing.　　

"I understood." 　　

Prince Carlisle bowed deeply to Hongye. Hongye did not evade. Both of them knew who he was doing.　　

Goodbye to the red leaves, Carlisle went back to his cabin and thought for a while, got up and went to find Tim.

Tim, as a spellcaster, is naturally eligible to have a separate small room. When Prince Carlisle came, he was sorting his belongings. When he opened the door, he saw His Royal Highness who was supposed to be in charge of the transaction. Tim was a little surprised: "Carlisle?" 　　

Carlisle entered the goalkeeper's room. Closed, sitting on the chair opposite Tim's bed, and looking at his friend from humble background, Carlisle smiled and sincerely said, "Tim, are you willing to become a court mage for me?" 　　

Tim almost shivered. His precious alchemy notes were thrown out: "Me? Palace Mage?" He couldn't help but smile. He was transparent to His Royal Highness, and there was no shame. "Who in the kingdom doesn't know that I am the adopted son of the Humphreys on the surface," In fact, it's just a male servant from a serf background. If I become your court mage, it will make you a laughingstock." 　　

"Thousands of years ago, the first King of St. Bridges was just the owner of the manor until he received the support of the army. The eldest son." Carlisle smiled slightly ironically, "The nobles in the kingdom, and the ancestors are also common people. Is your family a serf from the beginning? No, most of the serfs in the kingdom come from the remnants of the old empire, your family His ancestors were probably citizens of the old empire five hundred years ago, little nobles, who knows?" 　　

Tim looked bewildered...what is the prince talking about? !

"Viscount Conrad, that upstart, his great-grandfather was a reclusive adventurer. The descendants of the inferior were able to obtain the title of the kingdom because his grandfather used the money collected by the great-grandfather to marry the young lady of the down-and-out noble family and bribe the ruling party. The official obtained a large plantation, and his father used the name of his mother to squeeze money into the noble circle of the royal capital, and finally got the title." 　　

Tim's body was shocked, and he said it was rough. That's it! The prince of a country blatantly despised the nouveau riche nobles... He is the supporter you have won. Is that right? !

"Identity is not a problem. Tim, no matter how good his background is, he can't compare to a talented one in ten thousand. There have been so many princes for thousands of years, and the titles are passed down from one level to one level. Even if they have royal blood, after four or five generations, Still fascinated by everyone, what is the use of such a background?" Prince Carlisle said calmly, "You are my friend and my recognized companion. I think your talents are far beyond the kingdom's existing court mages. This is Foundation. What the public thinks of a humble background is just that the power we have is not strong enough. We already have the best foundation, so why not work hard and use the strongest power in the kingdom to let everyone recognize your ability? ."

"Carlisle...I..." Tim was speechless with excitement. "...I should apologize to you. You have followed me over the years. I have found countless times that your status and abilities do not match. But because I was also stupidly troubled by the prejudices of the public, I didn't face up to the respect you deserve. This is me. It's wrong." Prince Carlisle smiled, a silent thunder exploded in a calm tone, "When I became a king, you were my court mage." 　　

Tim stood in a daze for a while, lowering his head. Pressing his chest with his palm, kneeling down on one knee, his tone changed from excitement to calmness: "I look forward to that day, my king." 　　

Carlisle reached out and lifted Tim up, and the prince of the kingdom and the youth at the bottom laughed at each other, and the understanding was infinite. , Jiqing is full of... Cough cough! Carlisle took a deep breath and said half-jokingly: "You are not the only one I want to apologize formally, and Darren, alas, it's not easy to be honest with him, he must have been disappointed in me more times." 　　

I'll go with you. In front of me, an'outsider', Darren always wants to show our prince some face." Tim also smiled.　　

Carlisle immediately pulled him out: "Okay, you have to help me say something nice."

Tim also held him back and laughed.

Feeling Tim's unprecedented intimacy, Carlisle's face was calm, and his heart touched deeper. Teacher Ayun is right. You can't be ashamed to talk about profits. Benefits are not bad things. Don't talk about benefits to people you value. He has never respected the other party's selfish practices.　　

Carlisle secretly luck, Teacher Ayun, I won't let you down...I will make you always proud of me.　　

The transaction lasted for three days. The two parties calculated the price of the materials and the type and quantity of the transaction. More than 30 Snow Wolf Warriors left two of them to look after the goods, and the others began to move back and forth with spices.

The elves did not prepare a place or warehouse for the prairie people. Fortunately, the merchant ships in St. Bridge had to ship the goods back in batches to make room for the Snow Werewolf.

Prince Carlisle left Tim and Darren to sit in town, and took the first shipment of goods and the nobles of the human race back to the voyage. The mermaid nobleman Earl Winston, who was on the same boat on the return trip, was loaded on the merchant ship next time. It is a special product of the sea clan brought to the elven clan.　　

Standing on the deck waved to Tim and Darren who were left behind. The silhouettes on the pier could not be seen clearly. Prince Carlisle turned his face... almost hit his nose by Yumi's big face full of tears and nose.

Prince Carlisle took a half step back: "...Yumi, you are such an unfair lady." 　　

"I don't want to be a lady. I came here after a month of sea breeze, and I didn't even see Dahe!" Yumi. Hawkley bit her handkerchief and cried bitterly.

"Uh..." Out of the corner of his eyes, Prince Carlisle glanced at the few elves and noble guests on the other side of the deck who were chatting with the sea clan, and lowered his voice, "At least you saw a lot of elves..." 　　

"I don't want to be seeing elves. They are not handsome as Dahe!" Yumi twisted her body like a child while crying, her chest swayed.　　

The elves and nobles seemed to have heard something vaguely, and some people turned their heads to look here.

"Shhhhhhhh!" Prince Carlisle was so nervous that he was sweating, "That's good, you promise me to be obedient, and I can invite Teacher Ayun and Dahe to visit our king's city in the future. You can see Dahe every day, how about it?"

Yumi nodded frantically... 　　

Huoyan tribe, in the kitchen, Dahe, who was shirtless, two sturdy and powerful arms holding a shovel while cooking in an extra-large iron pan, shuddered suddenly.　　

Dahe: "...what's going on, why do I suddenly feel so cold?" 　　

"Huh?" Oxhorn, who was sweating profusely and kneading dough on the counter next to him, looked over in amazement.