Chapter 33 Successful Transaction
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When the eyes of several people lit up, a space of nearly 400 square meters appeared in front of them. This space is surrounded by torches, it is not dark, there are no houses, some are stalls one by one, and they sell everything, food, weapons, slaves...
Around the entrance was a group of random thugs, all with bare arms, showing all sorts of tattoos, all over the place to reveal that we were bad guys. These people are the people watching the scene in this black market, similar to bodyguards. If there is anything, they will solve it.
Locke swept over, except for two or three people with eyes and shoulders slightly raised to let him pay attention, everything else was cannon fodder to him.
"Those two guys have the strength of third-class soldiers." Hans whispered, everyone could see it, and he didn't say much.
"It's not bad for a mere black market." Kane said carelessly. This guy was recently stimulated by Hans' promotion to both the squad leader and the second-class soldier. He has been training hard, and now he has almost the strength of the second-class soldier. , is also eligible.
Gulas didn't speak, but showed interest in the gangsters, fearing that his hands were itchy.
After getting along with them recently, Kirby knew exactly what these people were, and hurriedly took the lead to the center of the black market. Generally, the biggest sellers in the black market are there, and only the ones who can eat their silver deler without any trouble.
That group of thugs are guarding here all day long. In addition to eating and waiting for death, they have naturally developed a skill of watching people. The expressions of Gulas, Hans and others looking at their prey made these people very uncomfortable. They were not the ones who took the lead. The two were pulling, and this group of people was afraid that they would have gone up to find fault long ago.
The two little leaders are also shrewd people. At first glance, they know that these people are not easy to mess with. They can survive the war and the chaos, and they are still good people. Which one is stupid, and quickly restrains his subordinates. "Whoever causes trouble for Lao Tzu, I will prevent him from seeing the moon tonight." One of the little leaders with a scar on his face said viciously to his subordinates.
When Locke and the others walked into the center of the black market, they found that there was actually the only house in the space below, a small house of only 30 square meters, which was particularly crowded after Locke entered.
"Do you have any requests from the guests?" A gloomy and dry voice came when Locke and the others were still wandering around the small house. An old man in his sixties and seventies sat behind the only counter in the room and asked.
This house is very strange, there are no goods, there are only shelves and slips of paper, each shelf has a slip of paper with a list of goods on it. At first glance, there are twenty or thirty shelves. It seems that this house has a lot of energy, but most of them are food types and a few daily necessities. There are only a few kinds of weapons, such as daggers and short swords, and armor is even more. One doesn't.
Kirby is of course very handy in dealing with this kind of thing, "Old guy, this time brought you a big business, it depends on whether you can eat it or not." After that, he winked at Hans and Gulas, The two took out the purse from the back waist and threw it heavily on the counter. Several people have discussed it before, and Kebi will come forward to deal, and several people will play the role of entourage.
At first, the old man disapproved of Kebi's words, showing a look of contempt. He just paid more attention to Locke and the others, but then he was woken up by the sound of the two purses. Of course he could hear it after living for decades. It's the sound of money, it doesn't seem to be coins yet.
The old man stretched out his shriveled palm and peeled off the purse, where the silver Deleyao caught his eye. He took out a few of them and couldn't wait to test the authenticity with his teeth. Charlot's coin has a ratio of silver to other metals of 6:3, plus 10% of impurities, while Faustin's silver-deleret metal ratio is 5:5, but it is better in that there are few impurities, so it is harder. It's easy to tell the truth from the fake.
"I don't know how many of you want to..." After the old man verified the truth, he began to look at Locke and others, and began to ask about the transaction content.
"We want silver coins, all of them are exchanged for silver coins. If it is gold coins, it will be higher." Kebi stated his requirements. Of course, silver coins are Charlo's currency, and they belong to the commoners, just like Yindeler's status in Faustin. The highest level of currency available.
"Gold coins, hehe, the old man, I don't have that much ability." The old man laughed strangely, as though 100 silver dels is officially equal to 1 gold, but no one is willing to exchange it, so does Charlo. , the actual ratio of gold coins to silver coins is about 1:12, or even higher.
If the old man has access to gold coins, these silver coins can be exchanged for 2,000 silver coins, which is 20 gold coins, or 18 gold coins. Locke also decided to trade. This is a profitable business. Gold coins are different from silver coins, and their depreciation is limited. Yes, if the 18 gold coins are collected by the logistics office without 2000 silver delle, Locke will not let go. This time, the net profit is 1600 silver delle, and there is no faster money than this.
"There are no gold coins, but silver coins are fine." The old man smiled and clapped his hands. A servant in a black robe walked in from the door, listened to the old man's instructions, and walked out.
Not long after, a larger bag was escorted in by four big men. It seemed that these people were raised by this shop in the black market. After putting down the bags, the four guards went out to guard the door and did not walk away.
Kirby stepped forward and opened the bag, which was full of silver coins.
The transaction was successfully completed. Locke and the others did not stay in Vollier City too much, and hurriedly returned to the camp. Originally, they brought Gulas, Hans and others because they were worried about blackmailing them, but they did not expect it to be a false alarm. They didn't bother them with their eyes open.
This time, I exchanged a total of nearly 2,000 silver coins. It was too dazzling to put these money directly into the logistics office. Locke took out 700 silver coins and let him
Hans asked someone to bring it to Uncle Joschak. The 700 silver coins were nearly twice the value of the 200 silver Deleen lent to him by Joschak.
The rest of the money will be released one after another in the following days. Locke does not have much ambition. He used to survive, but now he lives better. This money is only the first step. He strives to earn the retirement money for himself and his family for a lifetime after the war, and then buy a manor under the baronial lord to enjoy himself. This is Locke's dream. These more than 1,000 silver coins will let him leave One step closer to your dream.
In the evening, the troops stopped by a wood.
"Set up camp!" came the shouts of the patrol cadet, and the soldiers of the army began to integrate in an orderly manner.
Locke was riding on a horse at this time, holding a dead branch in his mouth, looking at the woods not far away.
To be honest, Locke is still very curious about demonized creatures and beasts. He wondered if there would be demonized creatures in this forest.
"We are now in the southwest of the Bering Mountains, and this forest should belong to the Bering Mountains." Uncle Yoshack rode to Locke's side at some point, "I know you want to find magical creatures to improve your strength, but I still want to persuade You, you are still cultivating honestly, and when your total amount of vindictiveness increases, you will be thinking about other things.
"Understood, uncle." Locke nodded.
Yoshack didn't know that Master Zoro gave Locke the red sea flower, and Locke is not a big mouth, and of course he won't spread it everywhere. This month's diligent practice plus two red sea flower consumption, Locke's fighting spirit is close to that of Uncle Yosak. two thirds.
Of course, only Locke knows about this.
"The Bering Mountains are only a part of the Murphy Forest. In the afternoon of the day after tomorrow, we should arrive at Bimore City, which is located in the northwest of the Bering Mountains." Yosak said to himself while riding a horse.
"This time the corps gathers, and there is another tough battle to fight." Locke put his legs on the horse and went up to say.
"Winter is coming, and the war will drag on for another year. No matter how hard the soldiers are, they won't be able to hold it." Uncle Yosak is old and understands a lot of things. He already has a hunch that the interior of the kingdom is running out of space.
"Let's march in a hurry this time, maybe it will be the first brigade to arrive at the headquarters of the Corps." Locke waved his whip and rode into the barracks.
"Perhaps, I know that your kid has made a fortune. When you reach the headquarters of the Corps, you can find a way. There are a lot of good things there!" Uncle Yoshak laughed and rode into the camp.
It was late autumn, and the red glow of the sky was still hanging by the clouds, but it did not emit the heat it should have.
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