Chapter 232, ‘Rainproof Leaf’ Rain Gear Shop, Trophy Sale

Keir liked this small tent for single use very much. After checking that the fabric of the tent was good, he said directly: "I like this thing. What is the price? If it is suitable, I will buy one and use it for myself."

Ms. Fenia blinked her eyes and put her hand on her forehead speechlessly. She didn't expect that Knight Kiel, who usually seemed smart and powerful, had such no shopping experience.

How could you say you want something before asking the price? Isn't this an opportunity for the other party to ask for a random price? If it were her, she would definitely take a bite out of Knight Kiel's wallet at this time.

If you don't bite, you are not a qualified businessman.

When the introducing guy was about to open his right hand and indicate the price, the store manager behind him finally rushed up at the last moment before the guy spoke and grabbed the words.

"Three gold coins! Just three gold coins! Sir, Sir Knight, for just three gold coins, a brand new set of gorgeous single-person tents will be delivered to you!"

The steward's expression was excited, and he stretched out three fingers and gestured forward vigorously.

It wasn't until he saw the young knight nodding with satisfaction that he breathed a sigh of relief and asked in a much calmer tone than before: "Sir, are the hundreds of people coming from the south of the town your subordinates? Sorry, I just wanted to Ask clearly, I heard that they haven’t set up camp yet, is there a shortage of suitable tents?”

Keer looked at the young manager who recommended himself. Although the man's bearded face tried to hide it, Keer still saw the other man's attitude of wanting to win this big deal.

"You're quite well-informed, aren't you?" Kil said jokingly.

The store manager nervously rubbed the tent beside him to pack the samples with his hands, and said cautiously: "The news in Dorne town always spreads very quickly. Especially at noon, when hundreds of people approached the town, there was a loud noise. It's such a rare thing like a warning bell. News between everyone seems to be more frequent."

"To be honest, I really need to prepare a batch of tents for shelter from the wind and rain for those poor refugees who have nowhere to go. Cheap! Strong! Easy to disassemble and assemble! Light weight! These are my requirements. Your tents can meet the requirements. Are these requirements?”

Being stared at by the young knight, the young steward in his twenties broke into cold sweat, but he still nodded tenaciously.

After nodding, the pressure from the knight dissipated, allowing him to speak smoothly: "Sir, your requirements are basically the basic requirements that a camping tent can meet, except for the low price. The low price is consistent with other requirements. On the contrary, if it is easy to use and can meet the requirements, the price will not be cheap. If it is cheap, there will definitely be various problems in use. "

"I understand, so as a businessman who wants to win this deal, what are your plans?"

Kil asked. He didn't know much about these things, so he hoped that the other party would come up with a plan. After all, the camp used by more than 700 people usually has a transaction volume of less than half a year. The other party would definitely find a way to win it.

After all, there is not only one store with similar products in Dorne Town.

The young store manager took a deep breath and said, "Sir, if it's possible, can you allow me to personally go to the people who need to camp to see the people who need to camp? It's far better for us to talk here with our mouths than to let me see for myself and understand their most important needs at this moment. . Only in this way can we make choices about the materials and production of the tent while being cheap."

Keir looked at the other party: "Very professional answer, okay, bring a set of this single-person tent and follow me. I will look for a shop that sells rain gear. We will go to the open space in the south of the town later."

After saying that, he opened the money box he had been carrying, took out three kingdom gold coins from the glittering money box, and handed it to the other party.

The steward immediately checked the coins, and then ordered his men to take out a complete set of single-person tents from the warehouse behind the store, load them on the store's wheelbarrow, and prepare to follow the knight.

Of course, all the tents cannot be the neatly packaged tents on display in the store. In addition to the waterproof and insect-repellent tent body, there are also supporting tools such as wooden sticks, ropes, and nails to support the tent.

After everything is loaded, you will need at least a wheelbarrow to push it.

If a small car is not used for transportation, then at least three ordinary people would need to carry a single-person camp like Kiel and move it on foot.

If loaded with a carriage, an empty carriage can hold many sets of such tents.

Keir secretly thought about it and thought that the tents used by a large number of people should either be separated for everyone to carry and move around, or more carts or carriages would have to be prepared.

Considering the price of horses, it may be more appropriate to replace the carriage with a donkey cart. After all, the traction power of donkeys is not much worse than that of horses, but they cannot be used for riding and fighting. They can only be used to carry goods or pull carts.

It's not good for fighting, but it's suitable for armed people to use.

It's just another payment for the donkey cart. Kil is a little worried about whether the value of the loot in the bandit's lair is enough to use.

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After walking out of the tent shop of Stars in the Sky, accompanied by a shop steward who was familiar with the streets, they directly found a shop on the same street, not far away, that specialized in selling rain gear for long journeys.

‘Rainproof Leaf’, this store name is very interesting, full of childlike charm in its simplicity.

However, the owner of the shop is an old man in his sixties, and even the store's thugs are a group of dark and thin middle-aged people in their thirties and forties.

Considering that the average life span of ordinary people in this world is only about fifty years old, the shop's thugs and thugs are all quite old.

"What do you want? Huh?"

The shop owner wiped his eyes, and then he saw a young knight walking in: "Well, we don't have any sturdy rain gear suitable for the knight here. What do you want?"

The extra people were waiting outside the shop. Kil, Ms. Fenia, her little sister, and the steward of the tent shop walked in together.

Before Kiel could speak, the manager of the camp store excitedly came over and said directly: "Old Rottenfoot, your good luck has come. The knight who led hundreds of people to the town today is right in front of you. He wants to purchase at least seven Rain gear for hundreds of people, big deal! If you don’t thank me yet, bring the knight to your place!"

The old man, who was called a rotten old man, smiled noncommittally and was not surprised by the news. He pointed to the piles of cheap rainproof equipment hanging on the wall, and then said in a calm voice: "Sir Knight, you can choose as you like. The things in the store are not expensive, and the inventory is sufficient. I believe you can find it in the store." I bought what I like here.”

There was no action, but there was confidence and calmness in the words.

Kil didn't care about this either. He first looked for the many waterproof cloaks hanging nearby.

This item is an important tool for anyone who goes out, second only to a good pair of shoes.

Of course, the rainproof equipment store had gardening kettles that simulated rain. Kil didn't care about the style. He randomly selected a few cloaks and, with the help of Ms. Fenia, tested the waterproof functions of these cloaks.

The water droplets slid smoothly along the outside of the cloaks, and finally fell into the wooden basin filled with water.

Then Kiel randomly selected a few more and tried them all, and the waterproof capabilities met his requirements.

These cheaper-looking cloaks have not been dyed and only retain the original material color, which is off-white with some light yellow. Apart from the different sizes, the styles are very ordinary, with no special materials or production styles.

It is not on the shelves for use by wealthy people, but it is suitable for ordinary people to use.

"What about the price?"

Kilkai asked, and the old man gave a number: "The cloak you want costs seven copper coins a piece. If you really buy a lot, and there are more than seven hundred people like this little guy said, I can sell you six copper coins a piece at most." pieces."

"It's not expensive."

Kil did the math and found that the total was only a little more than four gold coins. He just spent three gold coins on a single tent.

Therefore, Keir paid for 750 waterproof cloaks on the spot and asked the store to deliver them directly to the open space in the south of the town.

In fact, he thought too much. A rainproof cloak costing six copper coins was actually profitable. After all, they just cut the tarpaulin they bought into the simplest cloak style.

The old man took all the money and coins, then wrote a simple transaction contract, signed it himself, and asked Keir to sign it too. Kil proudly took off his gloves again, and as before, used his fingers to leave his name written with life energy on the bottom of the paper.

Seeing such a scene for the first time, Ms. Fenia opened her eyes and looked again and again.

The old man was not surprised, and handed the contract to the knight, while he called the guys to the warehouse to carry the required cloaks.

Keir put away the contract and looked at the other rain gear in the shop. In addition to rain-proof cloaks for single use, there are also rain gear for horses and rain-proof hoods for carriages. There are also rare materials used for construction.

Of course the price is a little more expensive, but there are other rain gears that are not particularly expensive. It’s just that Kiel doesn’t need it himself. He has several sets of cloaks, including wolf fur cloaks and various rainproof cloaks bought in Kendall County.

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After walking out of this store, Kiel's purchasing trip comes to an end. Ms. Fenia will return to the store to say goodbye to Kiel.

Keir reminded the lady in a low voice: "Later, I will sell the bandits captured by me as debtors to employers who like them according to local customs. So, your old lover, I can’t keep the news about Barney the mountain wolf hidden.”

Ms. Fenia didn't care, she smiled: "Thank you for your kindness, young knight. However, the shops have been mortgaged in exchange for money. The clerks and thugs in the shops have no other way out. They will be killed by me." The arrangements are all in order. So, farewell."

"Farewell, wild rose lady."

Ms. Fenia smiled happily: "Goodbye, brave yet cunning young knight."

After saying that, Ms. Fenia led her followers back towards the 'surplus pod' shop.

Gere mounted his horse, put the money box away, and took the steward of the Starry Sky store and the man pushing the cart along the street that surrounded the central square area of ​​the town and walked towards the south of the town.

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It was already past mid-afternoon when we returned to the open space south of the town.

The power of the warm spring sun is gradually fading, and the original warm wind has become cooler, bringing with it a hint of coolness.

When Keir came back, he saw a group of businessmen gathered outside the gate of the clearing from a distance. They gathered in twos and threes outside the wooden gate of the clearing. They were blocked by armed people. They could only talk and point in the distance not far away. A large amount of looted goods were placed on the ground inside the gate.

Some people couldn't wait any longer and took their men back to the town, but more people took carriages or bypassed the dirt road and brought people over on foot to watch the fun.

The sluggish trade has caused many idle businessmen in the town to abandon their own chambers of commerce and shops, and prepare to come and take a look after getting the news.

There will definitely be a lot of people gathered here. Even if you don't like what you like, it's a good opportunity to discuss business opportunities and world affairs with other businessmen you don't know.

Looking at the people who were gathering more and more, Kil smiled. He didn't know how much of the credit of Raul, the steward before, was involved, but the fact that the news could be transmitted so quickly must have had a hand in it. .

Looking at this posture, two gold coins are indispensable.

The steward of the camp and shop who followed Kilma was also very interesting. When passing through the stinky mud streets outside the town, he did not dare to use his pointed-toe merchant boots to step on the suspicious stinky mud that contained all kinds of dirt. Therefore, He lay on the trolley pushed by the boy, hugging Kiel's gorgeous tent tightly and not letting go, making the poor boy struggle to maintain the balance of the trolley and walk over in the mud.

At this time, the store clerk was cursing his steward in a low voice and rubbing his shoes on the newly cleaned gravel road. And the store steward started walking again.

When Kil, a knight wearing iron armor and a long sword, came over, many merchants got out of the way. There were many of them, and they were not afraid of Kil, a lone knight. They all asked when they would be allowed in. , observe closely to identify the goods that have been looted by bandits.

Most of the foreign goods in the town these days are black goods purchased at low prices from bandit gangs that have broken up nearby.

This knight claimed to be the trophies captured after defeating the bandits, and they reluctantly accepted it. It was the same thing anyway, except that the price might be higher than that of the desperate bandits.

But now the prices of commodities are rising in all parts of the southern province, especially some supplies that are in short supply. The more expensive they are, the more expensive they are. At this time, having the goods in hand is the biggest advantage, whether it is to earn the difference by selling them locally in Dorne Town, or Everyone can make a fortune by transporting goods to nearby towns that are out of stock based on their ability.

"Don't worry, I'll go in and make arrangements. We'll start right away. Things can't be sold out in one day. I'll also have people set up a fire at night to provide enough lighting for everyone to choose. Of course, bartering is the best. During the transaction, I will also ask the buyer if he or she needs to exchange the goods in hand for these trophies of mine."

Keir said repeatedly as he walked into the door.

The few security guards assigned by the town were squeezed out by Kiel's men and no longer stood guard. They found a place at the gate, raised a fire and sat to warm themselves and rest. Apparently they ignored their security responsibilities. Concentrate on carrying out the surveillance role assigned to them by the Chamber of Commerce Federation.

After all, this group of refugees is large in number, very organized, and has many weapons, so they are not needed to maintain security.

"Sir, you are back. Someone just brought a lot of beans here. They said you brought them back. I asked them to unload them on the open space inside the gate."

The captain of the armed people guarding the gate immediately reported to Kiir.

Kil jumped off his horse and nodded: "Yes, that's because I got the food back. Although it won't be used for the time being, it's better than nothing."

Next to him, Priest Batal and middle-aged businessman Long Baford also walked over.

"Kiel, these merchants outside say they are here to select the goods seized from the bandits' lair. Do you want to let them in now?"

Facing Priest Batal's question, Keir said: "Wait a moment, let my men come over to guard the goods and maintain order. Of course, Mr. Barfoot, you are mainly responsible for negotiating prices and conditions with merchants who want to buy goods. , it’s best if we can exchange the materials we need for goods, but if not, you can also get coins.”

"It's just that they can get the supplies we need in the town themselves, which is definitely much cheaper than outsiders like us buying them. You know the list of supplies we need. I'll leave the transaction to you. I'll finish my work later."

Speaking of this, Kil pointed to the two people who came in with him.

"This is the manager of the 'Starry Sky' tent store. I bought a tent from them. It's very good. I brought people here just to let them see the situation of our team and prepare a tent suitable for hundreds of us. tent."

Keir asked the store clerk to hand over the things he just bought on the trolley to his men, and then signaled that the manpower was in place, and asked the local merchants outside the gate, Priest Batal and Mr. Barfoot, to come in.

"Be careful not to take away the things on the ground. It's okay, but only our own people can touch the goods. There is no negotiation! Regardless of identity!"

"I understand." Priest Batal reluctantly agreed. He didn't like those businessmen very much.

"Okay, I'll make it clear to them in advance." Mr. Long Barfoot was very excited, because all the people who came were his peers. Although he was still penniless at this time, he had made his own way through his own efforts. Gained an important position in this team.

Facing his peers, he was particularly excited to be able to organize such a large sales event with such a large number of people.

I came back, and gradually everything I lost came back.

And unlike before, with this opportunity, he will definitely return to his hometown in a neighboring country perfectly. Instead of wallowing in failure like those poor guys in the team who haven't turned a corner yet.

Raising his head, Mr. Barfoot carefully arranged his clothes. These clothes were high-end goods cobbled together from seized materials in the Middle East. He opened his arms and walked towards the door: "Everyone, please let the friends from Dorne Town who have been waiting outside for a long time come in! Welcome everyone, I am Long Barfoot, a businessman under the knight Joe Kil, who is responsible for this sale. Sale of captured trophies!”

"Knight Joe Kil, when he led the people who were determined to return to their hometown for refuge, passing through the notorious uninhabited trade route on the west side of Dorne Town, he was attacked by stupid bandits without eyes as expected. Haha, As you can see, the consequences of their attack, apart from providing the people with much-needed self-defense weapons, are these!"

He waved his arm to indicate the large and small wooden boxes that were open everywhere.

"All kinds of goods that have been robbed by bandits in the past! There is no need to worry about the ownership of the goods. The trophies obtained by defeating the bandits in an upright manner naturally have the highest ownership! Even the God of Wealth admits this, so please, please Keep your eyes open, select the goods you like, and buy them before other merchants who are equally sharp-eyed and quick-handed!”

As he spoke, Mr. Barfoot stepped back and ensured that he appeared in the sight of every businessman who walked in: "If you want to buy, please contact me. I will be here to answer every relevant question for you."

The merchants walked in in twos and threes. While listening to his words, everyone seemed to be walking calmly, but in fact they were hurriedly walking towards the goods they had already set their sights on. Not only did they want to 'occupy' the goods they wanted first, but they also wanted to see them up close. Check to see if anything is damaged.

Large pieces were placed behind the goods on the ground. Priest Batal crossed his arms and frowned, looking at the messy scene in front of him and muttering: "Many of them have gleaming eyes! Hey, this is a businessman, right?" .”