Chapter 087 Food Strategy

The most obvious behavioral characteristic of short-sighted people is that they want to get it all done once and for all, and they want to lie down and eat for a few years.

It's disgusting to cooperate with this kind of person. This kind of person remembers clearly what he has given to him, and he can sleep for a lifetime. It doesn't exist if you continue to work hard, but it's necessary to have more and more benefits.

Very difficult to serve. That's why this kind of person often "does not wait" for others...

Viscount Conrad is such a standard pig teammate type figure. In the first half of the year, he went to sea for three months, and he really made a lot of money. At the same time, he also felt that I paid enough. As a noble master, he actually blew the sea breeze for two months on the boat. The pain was so painful that he could lie down and fall asleep to eat and drink; so the fleet returned to the country, and he kept running back under his feet.

Enjoying a vacation in his own manor, letting the butler to come to look after maritime trade affairs, and wondering how his hard work is high, the prince has to give himself face, carelessly let the butler pull the moldy spices accumulated in the previous year to the port to fill up...　　

Master Conrad, who was drinking a small wine with his mistress, received the news that he had been kicked out of the Royal Chamber of Commerce after the fleet went to sea, and he almost choked peanuts into his trachea on the spot.

Conrad hurriedly ran to his old friend, who was also a

new riche in the third generation, only to find out when he got to the place...the old friend who ran back to enjoy life like him after returning to country, sneaking avoid him and ran back to the port, now in the fleet going to sea.　　

Conrad found himself in the pit no matter how pigs were, and he hurried to find other nobles who had participated in the Royal Chamber of Commerce—well, except for him, those lords all rushed to the sea.　　

...This is also normal, and there are few foolish people who want to be "little rich and safe" and want to make money.

After several days of tossing, after finally getting the accurate news from the Chamber of Commerce headquarters, Conrad smashed his ass on the floor, realizing that he had become the most unlucky fool—His Royal Highness found that the set he was playing was shoddy. After a good trick, he was kicked out mercilessly. It was too late for other people to grab his share, and they would ventilate with him. Only 40% of the merchandise of the royal family on the Chamber of Commerce fleet, and 60% for the people who follow Prince Carlisle. Run, who has few manor plantations, only hates that the cabin can't fit, and doesn't have too much space.　　

A long voyage will cost at least ten times the profit to make a bottom line. At this juncture, it is too hurt to talk about feelings!

Master Conrad returned to his mansion in the noble area of the Royal City in despair, racking his brains to think about how to restore Prince Carlisle's heart. While grinning and pulling his hair, the guard of His Royal Highness Prince Anthony came to visit.

This guard from the son of a noble family who was not the attacker accompanied Conrad for a long time to talk about the weather and the famous lady in the royal city. After the conversation turned around, he asked Conrad whether he remembered the route of Prince Carlisle's fleet and the northern continent. The location of the port, whether they have friendship with the connected elves, etc.　　

Conrad looked dumbfounded, the route? When he was on the boat, because Prince Carlisle refused to take his mistress on the boat, he was bored with drinking wine in the cabin all day long. I don't know; the elves? Conrad doesn't know the pointy ears who are arrogant and indifferent.　　

The guard rolled his eyes, patted his butt and left...　　

"Is Carlisle soliciting such incompetent waste?!" 　　

In the castle, in the study of the prince, His Royal Highness Anthony slapped the table with anger.　　

His Royal Highness's head guard swallowed his saliva and did not dare to scream. If it weren't for such a waste, he couldn't kick the second prince out so quickly.

"It's okay... Youmi of the Hawkley family didn't go out to sea this time. He sent me an invitation letter to the Hawkley family and asked her to come to tomorrow's tea party." Prince Anthony said in a bad tone, "I don't believe the Hawkley family refused me. The courage of... If they dare to be so ignorant, the next time Senator Hockley proposes to pass the motion!"

The tea party in the king city Partial Hall is a social field for the noble ladies and young masters, and Prince Anthony at least a year ago Also the most popular host among the royal family, Yomi Hockley received the invitation letter, and the next day he dressed himself up and drove up in a carriage.

As the number one beauty in the royal city, Yumi is always surrounded by stars and bees, which makes other ladies who are present at the same time envy and hate, and also makes Prince Anthony, who wants to talk to Yumi, unable to talk for a long time. Opportunities for "private" topics...have been hiding in the corner of the venue, and the young masters who want to get close to Yumi always come to disturb him every other time.

"Are you talking about the style of the Northern Continent? Of course, it's interesting. Those elves with pointed ears are beautiful and handsome, but unfortunately they don't understand the style, and the skin color doesn't suit my liking... Ah, Vic, long time no see, okay , I will definitely come to Mrs. Bryce's next reception." 　　

"Sea Clan? No, no, no, no, no, my Royal Highness, I don't like to deal with those clowns with wide noses...Hey, Brady, you look stronger... …Really, you have become a knight, oh I know you must do it, baby..."　　

"The person I care about the most on the grassland? Of course it is my beloved Dahe! It's true, Your Highness Anthony, I swear this world There is no more handsome and graceful man in Shanghe than Dahe, my God, anyone will fall in love with Dahe at first sight. Believe me, he is the highest masterpiece of the goddess of life, unique and irreplaceable, BALABALABALABALA—— "　　

When Yumi held her heart in both hands to initiate a nympho, His Highness Anthony felt that his eyes were dark...Obviously, he couldn't get more out of Yumi's mouth during this meeting. Qiang smiled and worked hard to survive this boring tea party.

Prince Anthony almost escaped from the side hall at a galloping speed. If he does not escape, the ladies who want to sprout the second spring can swallow him alive... for many generations. The beauty of St. Bridge's royal family under the beauty genetic improvement is still quite high, but it is not high enough to make Yomi become an idiot.

"Damn it, who is the 'Teacher Ayun' in Carlisle's words?" 　　

Incompetent furiously slapped the table, and Prince Anthony was so irritable that he wanted to hit people: "Carlisle has visited so many famous teachers on the mainland, but I haven't seen anyone who can do it. He taught as difficult as it is now, who is that Ayun!"

"Uh... Your Royal Highness, why don't you call Dan Crowdy to ask?" The head of the guard bit the bullet and suggested.

Prince Anthony immediately appeared in his mind the deepest impression of Dan Crowdy's funny knight. Before he graduated from the Royal Academy, the junior Crowdy was an alien teacher who was chasing special appointments. People were given him a mount, but the alien teacher was forced to beat the man.

"No, I don't want to make a joke!" Prince Anthony's face turned dark, but as soon as he said he regretted it, he changed his words immediately, "No, you send someone to Crowdy's house and say I will be on the royal racecourse. Summon Dan." 　　

"Accomplished." The chief guard responded, and immediately sent a guard out of the palace, riding a horse toward Claudy's house. Then... I didn't see anyone, saying that it was Master Dan who went hunting out of the city, and I don't know how long he would be back...　　

That night, the desk in Anthony's study was HP-1, HP-1, HP-1, HP-1 again... 　　

Is also the same. In the evening, in the noble hunting area on the outskirts of the city, Dan Crowdy and Yomi Hockley met somehow, sitting face to face and sprinkling spices on the oily barbecue.　　

"The guard of the prince ran to my house in the afternoon. You angered His Royal Highness Anthony at the noon tea party?" Dan chewed on the leg of the lamb while talking, and Yumi moved the small bench back with disgust. "How dare I provoke His Royal Highness Anthony, what he asked and what I answered, but I obeyed." Yumi tore the shredded meat with her hands and ate, "I just praised Dahe, his face is as ugly as anything. Really, they are allowed to talk about beauties, and I are not allowed to talk about beautiful men?" 　　

"Hmm... Then I think I can't go back for a while." Dan licked his fingers, "Just let the guard of the prince go a few more times," Anyway, others didn't think I was very pleasing to the eye." 　　

"Anthony and Carlisle are too bad, and Carlisle finds people to come to the door personally. He randomly sends a guard to the door, who believes his sincerity." Yumi shrugged her shoulders. "Don't talk about him, how many people have looked for you?" 　　

Dan smiled, and counted out a few nobles.

"They're all the little nobles." Yumi frowned.

"This time the fleet comes back, what should be moved should be moved." Dan grinned, "His Royal Highness is not convenient to come back, so we two will screen him for reliable people. We just need to wait." 　　

After sending a few guard and waiting for two days, it hadn't seen Dan Crowdy, the table in His Royal Highness's study was changed to another...　 　

Circled twice like a headless fly around the newly changed table, and Anthony suddenly stopped his foot: "Wait... the boy servant named Tim and the civilian named Darren did not return home-Carlisle left them in the north?" 　　

"It should be." Facing a bad temper. The prince, as the head of the bodyguard, is also a bit uncomfortable.　　

"So it seems that Carlisle values them very much?" Anthony sneered, "Very well...contact Humphrey's for me." 　　

"Yes." The head guard's scalp tightened.

Xiao Yun set up a pergola and looked forward. This coastline was a bit away from the place where he used to cook the salt, at least 20 to 30 kilometers apart. The coastline here is flat, and the common low mountains are rare. Walking out of the forest that obstructs the line of sight. Area, you can see the sea at a glance, as well as the newly built port on the beach.

Several patrolling elven warriors spotted the group of snow werewolves and leaned forward. Someone inside recognized Yu and waved with a smile: "You are here very fast, the merchant ship hasn't come yet." 　　

"Let's bring things here first. Yu nodded and turned to introduce Xiao Yun, "Ayun, this is Ellen. Ellen, this is Ayun of our tribe." 　　

"Hello..." 　　

"Those ghost stories are what you said!" Elf Allen pointed to A Yun and shouted righteously.　　

Xiao Yun: "??" 　　

The other elf warriors were happy: "It's obviously that you are scared and love to listen, and you blame him."

"Ellen, don't scare the cub of other ethinc."

"Hahaha, idiot!" 　　

"..." Xiao Yun twitched his mouth, squinted at Yu, "Maomao, do you tell the story to others?" 　　

"When we told it, they listened to the story by themselves, not that I wanted to scare them." Yu scratched his scalp.

Xiao Yun was too lazy to explain what he was actually trying to say: "... Well." 　　

These elven warriors amicably led the snow werewolves to the harbor. The elves named Allen also pointed out the newly built wooden house to them: "This The wooden house on the side was built for you Snow Wolf clan. It is taller than the wooden house where humans live. It won't be so easy to touch your head." 　　

Xiao Yun touched his chin... 'These pointed ears are unexpectedly kind.'　　

"There is the warehouse, and the warehouse with the green door is yours." The elf warrior pointed to another row of relatively large and simple wooden houses.　　

"How is the rent calculated?" Xiao Yun naturally.　　

"...Huh?" Allen was taken aback.　　

"To live in the wooden house you provided and borrow the warehouse you built, of course we have to pay for the rent." Xiao Yun took it for granted.　　

"This... the general didn't say it." Allen scratched his scalp.　　

"Please help me apply for an interview with the noble tribe generals. I hope that the rental fee can be determined as soon as possible." Xiao Yun said immediately. The pursuit of doing business is to reduce costs, but the necessary expenses cannot be waived. With the venue provided by others, others can not let you use it at any time.

After paying, this matter is reasonable and legal.

The countless commercial scams invented by the people on Earth have proven countless times that the most expensive is the most expensive~　　

"Good." The elf warrior couldn't understand why the cub insisted on doing so, but they also took the initiative to pay for this kind of thing, they no position to refuse.

The elves are very efficient. Soon Xiao Yun saw the elven general Klester. The first time he saw this man... Xiao Yun had an impolite thought in his mind: This guy is not going to COS. Reinhard von Lohengramm was a waste. (Reinhard von Lohengramm,was a military genius and political idealist. He overthrew the 500 year old Goldenbaum Dynasty and established himself as the new emperor. Reinhard began a number of reforms, remodeling the Galactic Empire into a nation that was, in the words of Yang Wenli, "not by the people, but for the people." He was born on May 6th, in the 776th year of the Space Era. He died on the 26th of July, 801, at the age of 25.--This is from Wiki.)

Golden slightly curly shawl and long hair, thin eyebrows, long eyes, high nose and thin lips, handsome and delicate, and wearing a sun cloth, stiff and elf-style military dress, dragging a large cloak, with a jewel sheath on the waist, sabers, or both sides of the head Xiao Yun's pointed ears and pale green skin are a bit inconsistent, and Xiao Yun couldn't help but boast of being handsome...　　

Well, of course, even this elven general is not as handsome as Dahe.

"Ayun, a cub of the Snow Werewolf tribe, did you offer to pay the rent?" Kleist said happily, irrespective of race, and being polite and kind to cubs and cubs is the cultivation of the elves. Carl's second illness The elf said otherwise.

"Yes, Your Excellency General." Xiao Yun respectfully... put himself in the position of the younger generation. "My clan is already very sorry to borrow the port of the noble tribe. If even the wooden houses and warehouses provided by the noble tribe have to be used shamelessly, then I don't think we deserved it." 　　

Kleist seemed to think that a cub's serious appearance was funny, and smiled: "Then you think, how much rent should you pay us right?" 　　

"One thirty points of the transaction amount ." Xiao Yun said, "The spice, white cotton cloth and other goods we traded with St. Bridge, one-thirtieth of the total amount is used as the cost of renting the noble tribal venues for our clan. Does your Excellency think it is feasible?"　　

Lester's slender eyes were a little round, and his eyes were a little straight...Wait, how does this sound like... the tax paid by the Snow Werewolf to the forest elves?　　

"Is this the opinion of your tribe?" Klester couldn't believe it, don't it be this cub who is talking nonsense?

"Yes, in fact, my trip was entrusted by the two patriarchs in the tribe." Xiao Yun modestly, "the two patriarchs agreed that our snow werewolf clan can't just use the port built and maintained by the noble tribe for trading. You should pay a certain share of the cost."

Kleist frowned slightly, and tapped his fingers on the handrails... The elves' efforts to build and maintain the port were naturally the transactions between the elves themselves, the seas, and the humans, and they didn't care much about whether the snow werewolves would come to use it...Anyway, the land on the grassland does not belong to the forest elves.

The main labor force for construction and maintenance is also a vassal race. If you are in a good mood, it is convenient to see the snow wolf clan pleasing to the eye, which is not a big deal.

However, the Snow Wolf tribe proposed to regard their transaction as a "taxation" behavior under the blessing of the elves, which is a bit beyond expectation...　　

But no matter how you look at it, Kleist has no reason to refuse, although it is not very interesting. The spices and white cotton cloth traded by the Snow Werewolf tribe, but the Snow Werewolf tribe's attitude of treating the forest elves as the "owner of the port sovereignty" is quite comfortable. The lion doesn't care whether the ants flatter or not, but if the ants are witty and flatter, the lion can smile.

"Okay." General Kleist nodded slightly. "Our clan collects the thirty-one tax you paid, provides you with the snow wolf clan trading place, residence and warehouse during the transaction, and prohibits anyone from harming anyone in the port area. Snow wolf tribe, are you satisfied with such a promise?" At the end the elf general laughed. In the eyes of a 500-year-old man like him, this snow wolf cub, who may have only lived for more than ten years, is serious. It looks a little funny.

"Thank you so much, Honorable General." Xiao Yun bowed happily. It's easy to be cute and easy~ 　　

Just ran to give money to others. It sounds a bit cheap... but Xiao Yun didn't want to at all. Because the grassland trade matters head-to-head with the Lamian business group, there are waves on the grassland, the port is a dead place, and battles can kill people. If you calculate this, the small fortune of 30 taxes and 1 is still very cost-effective~

It is very rare for General Kleist... to personally send the visitors out of the door of the Elf Hotel, and in the end he slapped Xiao Yun's dog's head.

Xiao Yun: "..." If he didn't lose his face, he appointed this guy's paws to be slapped away.

Rubbing the stiff old face in his pretense, he returned to the wooden house of the Snow Wolf tribe. Before Xiao Yun could take a breath, Harlan leaped towards him...　　

"Mr. Ayun, have you brought the cook? Dahe and Oxhorn, who comes to here?!" Harlan shook Xiao Yun's shoulders vigorously on the floor without an elf image.　　

Xiao Yun shook his head.　　

"Huh—" Harlan was frustrated all of a sudden, his facial features wrinkled.　　

Xiao Yun pointed himself nose with a finger: "I taught Dahe and Oxhorn the cooking."

"Teacher Ayun, teach me!" Harlan handed over his knee on the spot.

"Let me go, I didn't open a cooking school at all !" Xiao Yun scolded, "What do you look like for stuttering!"

Harlan got up, grabbed Xiao Yun's shoulders, and lowered his voice: "The soldiers on duty at the port this month will take turns, we Sabrina, the most beautiful warrior in the city of Ananas, has also been rotated...Ayun, we are friends, so, should you help me?"　　

"...Yes, I'll help you." Xiao Yun stared at the fisheye. As expected, when a man licked a dog, his IQ dropped infinitely, regardless of his race.　　

"So I want to ask you to learn cooking as a teacher, isn't it reasonable?" Harlan's voice became thick.　　

"You are very reasonable, Harlan, but Carl is also my friend. I remember Carl is single, right?" Xiao Yun said blankly.

"Are you the devil!" Harlan put his head in his hands, "No, Karl didn't take the initiative to speak to you, when did you become friends?!"

"Of course... a friend of mutual minds and hearts." Xiao Yun honestly.

Harlan: "..." 　　

Teased Harlan to deepen his friendship (?!), Xiao Yun took Harlan back to the wooden house and stuffed him with two glass bottles of canned fruit, a small bag of pork floss, and a bottle of maltose—— These things can't be mass-produced in the tribe. It's okay to get some canned fruits and meat floss to retail (maltose is not a long storage time and cannot be a commodity). The target customer is Carlisle's merchant group, and the ship sails at sea for at least a month. Canned fruits that have been stored for a long time are sure to be popular.

Anyway, the cost of canned fruit is the cost of burning glass bottles, the wild fruits that are too sour when they are picked, and the "gifts" from the forest elves. They are almost nothing...except for the bottle mouth that must be sealed when opening the bottle. Breaking this is more troublesome, and there are no shortcomings.

After sending Harlan away, Xiao Yun summoned the soldiers, whispered for a while, and asked others to engage in fresh seafood and game. Yu and Mumu would beat him and find stones to make a big stove—the snow wolf clan is currently not qualified to be with the elves. If the clan engages in diplomacy, it is always possible to play a food strategy and lay the foundation of the friendship between the two sides!　　

"Campfire party?" General Klester put on his regular clothes and sat in the room reading a book, then turned his head curiously.

"Yes, yes, it's hosted by Ayun. It's on the beach east of the port. Inviting us to participate." Harlan nodded sharply. "Are you coming, general? Ayun made the food by himself. He is the cook of the snow werewolf tribe. Teacher, the food they cook is delicious!" 　　

"Wait, isn't Ayun... the name of the snow werewolf cub?" General Klester said strangely, "That cub is still very good at making good food?"

"Yes, general, everyone who went to give gifts last time had eaten their food, it was really delicious!" Harlan clasped his hands and turned his face forward.

"Okay, okay..." General Klester leaned back in tears and laughed. "If you want to participate, go, and those who change shifts go first, and then come back to replace those on duty, I won't go." 　　

Harlan turned his head and left without saying a word... He took his goddess to enjoy the spicy food~　　

"The guy Karl is a lot more honest, but Harlan has become lively." General Klester shook his head and turned. Turn around and continue reading. The cultural heritage of the elves is second to none on the mainland. The bard association, composed of elves who love to travel, publishes all kinds of miscellaneous books, travel notes, reports on the life of legendary characters, and accounts for the world's most publicly published readings. Half of the country...In contrast, adult elves (above a hundred years old) naturally have habits.

What General Klester was watching was the new mainland travel journal published by the Bard Association. This travel journal mentioned the trade between the forest elves and the sea clan, and used a large amount of space to tout the forest elves' artistic achievements... eh , Although he is praised by his own people, but Kleist loves this.　　

General Klester, who was immersed in the gorgeous rhetoric and fancy flattery, suddenly smelled a scent that evoked people's internal organs...