Chapter 144: 144: Toffee

"Impossible! At such a low price, it is absolutely impossible for me to sell it." The centaur trader Duotlu said firmly, shaking his head.

"I can give you a discount of 4,500 catties per ton of grain."

Aslan said unhurriedly: "I can't accept this price. Two thousand five hundred catties of grain is about the same. Don't think I don't know. You can dig a lot of this thing."

Dortmund continued to shake his head.

"It's true that there are a lot of people, but we need manpower for mining, and manpower for transportation here. These manpower also cost a lot of money."

Aslan rolled his eyes and said in a low voice, "I can buy in large quantities, three thousand catties of grain, and the quantity of each purchase is guaranteed to be dozens of tons. Do you want it or not?"

After Aslan finished speaking, he made a gesture to leave.

Dortul looked gloomyly at Aslan walking a full dozen meters before rushing out and saying.

"Sell it! Let's go inside and talk."

"It's not too bad!" Aslan turned around, he might not say expensive, but he made a V-shaped gesture to Kruse and the others behind his back.

Although Gareth didn't understand the meaning of this gesture, judging from Cruze's performance, it should be related to victory.

The smell inside the tent was worse than outside.

But for the sake of business, Aslan could only bite the bullet and come in.

"My guest, are you really going to buy Huoyan Stone on a large scale? I wonder how many tons you want?" Duotlu asked as soon as he entered the tent.

There is nothing in the tent except for a wooden table nailed with simple wooden boards in the middle, except that a circle of blankets is placed around the wooden table.

Aslan saw that many places on the blanket were stained with stains that could not be washed off, and said helplessly, "That's natural, let's go to fifty tons first!"

Duotlu was not too surprised, and asked vigilantly: "As far as I know, the grain production in Changfeng Plain has never been high!"

Aslan shook his head indifferently.

"It's really not high. It's difficult to get enough food and clothing, let alone keep warm in winter."

"But human beings are not short of food! I have already established relationships with some human smugglers. I sold this thing to them, and I definitely bought a good price, but you also know how black humans are to our alien race. I just Make a lot of money." Speaking of this, Aslan was also a little bit annoyed, and the almost distorted expression made Gareth and Belmode almost believe what Aslan said.

If they hadn't personally escorted the lord Aslan all the way from Changfeng Town, they might really have thought that Aslan was a half-elf lurking in the human society.

Dorot nodded deeply.

"Okay, let's make a deal at this price. I don't know when your 150,000 catties of grain will be delivered."

Aslan naturally knew why Dorut was so urgent.

Estimated time, locust plagues are currently raging in the North Wind Prairie, even the territory controlled by the Ottoman Kingdom is the same.

"It will take a week at the earliest to transport it from Changfeng Plain to here." Aslan said with certainty, and then said with a mean face: "It seems that you are short of food!"

Dorot looked at Aslan vigilantly, and said unhurriedly: "It's not that there is a shortage of food. After all, we are now at war with the Ottoman Kingdom. It is better to have more food reserves."

Aslan nodded approvingly, but sneered in his heart.

Well done, keep going.

"So that's it! That's not too urgent. I made a big deal with the human race some time ago, and I still have hundreds of thousands of catties of grain on hand, and I'm going to sell it here in one go. I don't know if the nobles have anything else to sell. ’” Aslan began to show his fangs.

"Preferably grassland specialties, such as wool and fur?"

Dolut's eyes lit up when he heard Aslan's words, and he said hastily, "Please wait a moment, I'll invite my other companions over."

Aslan waved his hand very generously, sat in the big tent like this, took out a pot of milk from the magic space, and drank it by himself.

Sino Continent does not have space to equip this kind of thing. Magic space is a magic that magicians can only learn after entering the intermediate level. The size of the magic space depends entirely on the strength of the magician and the time to manage it.

Aslan was also pleasantly surprised when he opened up the magic space after breaking through the intermediate magic.

I don't know if it's because of the soul or other reasons, but he actually inherited the magic space from his previous life.

You must know that in his previous life, he was a man known as the God of War. He fought on the battlefield all the year round. From time to time, in order to prepare for sneak attacks, he was used to storing some heavy weapons in the magic space.

Don't look at him as a mage, because there was no hope of breaking through later, he spent his spare time developing the magic space. In terms of the scale of the magic space, it was larger than many magisters, at least several times larger than the Marquis of Medea.

When Aslan asked about the magic space of the Marquis of Medea, her answer left Aslan speechless.

"It's good enough, magicians are not porters."

The Marquis of Medea is right. The magic space is mainly used to store the magician's private items or combat props. Such things generally don't take up much space.

For example, the Marquis of Medea, her magic space has never been managed at all, and it all depends on the increase when she breaks through the realm. After the magic space is opened, even if you don’t care about it, every time you break through, it will increase by 0.5 times to 1 times. , the size of the magic space is about ten cubic meters.

But Aslan in the previous life was three times bigger than her, and Aslan was a little excited. If the next breakthrough, the magic space would directly double, what kind of scene would that be?

A group of people watched Aslan drink milk slowly, but no one dared to speak.

After all, Aslan's identity is there, they are not equally qualified to sit and eat with Aslan.

Satisfied, Aslan grabbed a handful of snow-white fine sand from the magic space and poured it into the milk, then used his innate talent to simulate objects.

The milk in the glass jug swirled rapidly, and finally condensed into dozens of white toffee with rich milky aroma.

"One piece per person! Try it!"

Aslan poured the toffee into a silver plate and said calmly.

Boss took it immediately, and one person in the big tent distributed one, and then went out of the big tent, and took back the remaining toffee after a while.

"Master! This is what's left."

"It's all for you."

Aslan waved his hand and said.

Kruse and the others looked at Boss enviously, and saw that Boss took out a silver box very skillfully, opened it and laid several candies of different colors in it, and put the remaining toffee in it .

Aslan shook his head, this was Boss' greatest hobby.

No one thought that Boss, who was nearly two meters tall, was actually a serious lover of desserts.