Chapter 151 Negotiation (Part 1)

After visiting the steam engine on site, Roland and Margaery returned to the castle office to continue discussing the details of the business contract. If this kind of negotiation involves bargaining, it is common for the two parties to fight for a day or two, so the Minister of Finance is usually responsible for it, and the lord only needs to explain the quantity and the bottom line. However, the other party had already finalized the price, and Roland also saved a lot of effort accordingly.

"I expect my next arrival will be one month later, when three sloops full of saltpeter will arrive with me." The businesswoman quickly wrote on the parchment, "Based on 90% of the market price, about Three hundred and fifteen golden dragons."

"At that time, the town will be able to produce almost two steam engines," Roland deliberately lowered the quantity, "that's 1,000 golden dragons. You can use golden dragons to make up the difference, or you can use other products to replace them."

"What kind of goods do you need?"

"Iron, copper, lead, and vitriol," he said, "are common minerals. But what I need for the first three are not ores, but smelted metal ingots. In addition, I need ten sets of crystal glassware , It doesn’t matter whether there is carving or not, whether it is a kettle or a wine glass, but it must be the highest quality product produced by the Alchemy Workshop in Wangdu. If the price exceeds the difference, I can make up or deduct it from the cost of the two steam engines in the next month. "

"You think of me as your exclusive peddler," Margaery said with a light smile, "Although I don't run a mine, I do know a few colleagues who specialize in ore trading. It's just that I never expected that a piece of There are so many business opportunities in the remote frontier. Few nobles live here, but they consume a lot of saltpeter; it is a small town built for the mines on the north slope, but it has to buy minerals from outside. This is simply not It is in line with my common sense in business, Your Highness, your territory is incredible."

One of the characteristics of industrialized production is to swallow a large amount of raw materials and export finished products. Roland spread his hands, "The town will need more in the future, I think we can reach a long-term goal"

At this moment, Margaery's eyes widened suddenly, and she looked behind Roland in surprise. The latter was stunned, and turned her head subconsciously, only to see the drenched lightning sticking to the floor-to-ceiling window, clapping her hands Holding the glass, her face was full of panic, her face was pale, her hair stuck to her forehead in strands, and water droplets kept dripping down her hair, as if she had just been fished out of the water.

Roland quickly got up and opened the window. After the lightning flew into the room, he threw himself into Roland's arms. His panicked expression immediately relaxed, and his body softened and passed out.

"Nightingale, hurry up and call Nana," he said anxiously.

"Yes." A reply came from the empty side.

What's going on here, she shouldn't encounter evil beasts or devils in the air, does the other party also have the ability to fly? Roland roughly checked Lightning's body, and he was slightly relieved when he found that there was no obvious trauma.

"Your Highness, is she... the lightning you mentioned?" Margaret covered her mouth, slowly approached the prince, and carefully looked at the little girl in his arms.

Roland's heart skipped a beat, damn it, why did he forget her. He yelled out the door, "Sean!"

The guard walked into the office in response.

"I'm sorry, Ms. Margaret, I can only ask you to stay here for a while." The prince stood up holding Lightning in his arms, "Take this royal capital merchant to the guest room on the first floor and take care of him. Order, don't let her out."

"Obey!"

"What? No, Your Highness... please wait," she suddenly realized, "I have no ill will towards the witch, let alone she is Thunder's daughter, I will not report to the Church"

"I'm just in case," Roland interrupted, "I'll come to you to verify later."

...

"Your Highness, she's awake," Nightingale said as she opened the door.

Roland nodded and followed Nightingale into the bedroom. The bucket next to the big bed was still steaming, and the wet clothes were hanging casually beside the bucket. A group of witches surrounded the bed, and Wendy sat on the head of the bed, gently combing the little girl's hair that was not completely dry. The previously bloodless lightning on her face was now a little rosy. She leaned on two stacks of pillows, the quilt was pulled up high, only half of her head was exposed, and her eyes were fixed on Roland.

"What's the situation?"

"No injury, just a coma caused by the exhaustion of magic power," Nightingale replied, "Wendy helped her wash her body, and she woke up not long after she was hugged into the bed."

He walked to the bed and smiled at Lightning, "What happened? You flew back in the rain in a panic."

"I found the ruins," she muttered under her breath, "but there are demons inside."

This sentence made everyone's face change.

"You went in?" Shujuan asked.

"No," Lightning shook his head, and recounted the incident, "The devil is guarding the door of the basement, and there are still people calling for help. But I was too scared, and I just wanted to run away, and didn't think of a way to save her." She shook her head. Shrinking into the quilt, "Am I not qualified to be an explorer?"

"No, you've done a good job," Roland comforted. "A good explorer knows how to judge the situation, and won't deliberately put himself in danger. You can't save her by yourself. Escape is the most correct choice."

"The one in the stone tower is a witch?" Wendy thought, "No one can reach the depths of the Hidden Forest except witches."

"Witches won't go there either," Scroll shook his head, "That's a relic from 450 years ago. If there wasn't a map to show the direction, it would be difficult to find the location of the stone tower in the vast sea of ​​trees. Unless..."

"Unless what?" Roland asked.

"Unless someone has been living there." Scroll said slowly.

"You mean to say that they didn't start from the kingdom, but have continued their descendants there since four hundred and fifty years ago, living a life isolated from the world?" The prince rejected this guess in his heart and lived in the primeval forest. , What a concept! Beasts that appear and disappear, all kinds of terrible insects and poisons, no stable food source... Even Mr. Pei, it is impossible to live in the forest for a long time. What's more, this world still has a snowy winter that lasts for several months, and evil beasts and devils are rampant. Settling in the Hidden Forest is a dead end. He looked at the lightning, "Is there any trace of human habitation near the ruins?"

"No." The little girl shook her head.

"Maybe there is more than one map," Soraya said, "Maybe there are people like us who are also looking for Taquila's whereabouts."

"No matter what, we can't help them," Ye Zi sighed, "No one can go to the stone tower quickly except Lightning."

"I'm afraid we won't know the real situation until we go there," Roland rubbed his chin. "In short, it's good that we can come back safe and sound. Tonight's class will be suspended for a day, and everyone should have a good rest. When the time comes, the puzzle will naturally be solved." open."

After leaving Lightning's bedroom, he said to Nightingale, "Next, we have another problem to solve."

"Just let her take down the God's Stone of Retaliation," she said with a smile, "Leave everything to me." (To be continued.)