The tax collector Byrd and Miss Huo Yier also leaned in from the side. Carl asked the tavern owner to take out her personal dagger.
It’s an exquisite dagger with a black grip, but the grip has been pulled out of the patina and looks very dark.
Carl compared a piece of iron wood with his knight’s sword Surdak, and after scraping it, he grew up and said, "It’s really iron wood!"
At this time, Mrs. Marianne, who was sitting next to Carl, could not help but ask
"Duck, did you say you were going to sell these ironwood to the trading firm in Hailan Sa City?"
Surdak scratched his head and said honestly, "Not yet. I’m not going to wander around the city to see which firm is interested in this thing …"
"What are you looking for his firm! Mary is now in charge of the largest Christie family trading firm in Hailansa. How much ironwood do you have? Wouldn’t it be nice for everyone to sit here and solve the problem while drinking? " Carl stretched out his hand and stopped Mrs Marianne’s soft waist and winked at Surdak and said
Surdak looked at Mrs Mariana.
"I don’t know how many of these ironwood you have?" When Mrs Marianne talks about business, she immediately becomes smart and even changes her tone of voice.
"This time I brought ten carriages …"
Surdak freely replied.
Chapter 1 Trading
Lady Marianne didn’t expect Surdak to bring back ten carriages, Tiemu, at one time.
I was a little stunned for a while, and then I found myself a little rude. I immediately said, "Do you know the market situation of Tiemu?"
Surdak shook his head honestly and then said, "I heard that the price of ironwood is similar to that of magic black iron."
"Weighing is almost the same. Although the ironwood is sold according to the weight, it is not absolute. In addition, it depends on the output rate of ironwood. The most precious place of ironwood is to take it out to make hardwood bows. This is almost the value of this ironwood in the ceiling of hardwood bows. Generally speaking, it depends on whether it can be made into bow arms, that is, if this ironwood is too short, its price will be greatly reduced."
Marianne then found out a small file and filed it back and forth with Tiemu. When she found that it didn’t drop chips, she said, "It looks a little thin, but it should be the year of an old tree …"
"I brought almost all the ironwood this time," Surdak said.
Marianne told the innkeeper, "Give me a ruler …"
The proprietress of the pub turned around, pulled out a tape measure from the counter, measured it carefully by Mrs. Mariana’s Tiemu, and nodded and said, "This situation is not bad. If you bring back the Tiemu with this color, I will give you an ideal price!"
Surdak didn’t expect the noble business to be negotiated in chat, instead of needing him to run from firm to firm with Tiemu.
"The current market price of a pound of magic black iron is 40 silver coins, and I can also buy your Temujiao at this price. You can send all the Temujiao to Christie’s," said Mrs. Marianne.
Surdak just wants to know the market situation of Tiemu this time, but now that it has been talked about here, he also said cheerfully, "I will personally send Tiemu to the firm and wait for you to inspect the goods …"
There is no magic contract, no complicated bargaining, and this business is directly discussed
Surdak introduced them to a white forest in a pub, telling the story of the animal tide and the grassland of the white forest.
After listening to Carl’s fascination, he couldn’t help but say to Mariana, "When will we let things go to the Bailin plane?"
Lady Marianne naturally won’t refuse the little lover’s intention and replied cheerfully, "Good!"
"The mood of living in the total mountain city is almost depressed by the overlapping mountains here …" The owner of the pub also said next to it. "Duck, you just said that your Lu Se Legion arrived in Bailin plane on the eve of the beast tide to replace the Langdon family legion?"
The proprietress of the pub raised her white forehead and her eyes were beautiful. No matter how delicate her makeup was, she couldn’t hide the traces of the years’ face. She looked about the same age as Lady Marianne.
"Yes!" Surdak replied
The proprietress of the pub said to Lady Marianne, "The Langdon family seems to have been in a terrible decline recently, and all kinds of plane investments have failed. This time, the Langdon Legion seems to have benefited nothing, and it will make me feel much better when I hear this news."
Although she said that, she didn’t look happy.
"It was a long time ago. What are they doing …"
Lady Marianne, the proprietress of the tavern, pinched her white greasy face and comforted her
Surdak remembered that Carl had told him that Mrs. Marianne’s ex-husband seemed to be named Kenneth Langdon. It had been so long that he had completely forgotten it.
……
Back to the Garden Square Hotel, Aphrodite, the succubus, has gone to bed early.
Surdak also wants to discuss with Aphrodite that he can throw a dark star in his body. He walked to Aphrodite’s door with a hint of alcohol, but he didn’t have the courage to knock at the door after all.
Aphrodite, the succubus, opened her eyes again when she heard the footsteps getting weaker at the door. She lay softly in the quilt and sipped her sexy lips. She couldn’t help but whisper’ coward …’ before closing her eyes again.
In the dream, she is the succubus who has a pair of black wings and can fly freely in the sky.
……
Early the next morning, Surdak and Luke came to the Christie family trading firm at No.17 Duorenwal Street, Hailanza City. Surdak is familiar with this street, and the junior knight college in Hailanza is on this street.
I never noticed that this tall building was actually a Christie family trading firm.
When Surdak arrived at the trading firm, Mrs. Marianne was not here. I guess she hadn’t got up yet. The manager of the firm and Mrs. Marianne’s maid received Surdak. Surdak remembered that the maid handed him a hot towel in the magic van last night.
The manager of the firm asked the employees in the firm to lift bundles of ironwood from the tarpaulin of ten wagons and put them neatly in the carriage.
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