At that time, everyone saw Gould's sword cut off the sword of the great leader Ungreave. Gould still showed contempt for Ungreef, as if this guy's so-called discussion was
Ask everyone to support him as the new leader.
The merchants initially felt that the sword was a treasure and it was worth spending a lot of money for it.
Because of the desire to compare, people can't help but get carried away in the bidding, and in order to compete to prove their wealth, they start to raise the price!
If it is true that Gould was tired of the businessman's life and felt that he could be a businessman and a leader at the same time, the businessmen would now want to curry favor with this fat guy for the sake of their own future interests.
While Ungreave was stunned, more than a dozen businessmen were chattering about the price. Gould also stuck his sword on the ground and watched the development of the situation.
The price has reached one thousand silver coins! Five people have already stopped selling!
Later, the price reached 1,300 silver coins, and four people were still fighting for it.
Finally, a businessman whose face turned red from suppressing his emotions, and the veins on his forehead were about to explode, came up with a crazy price.
"Two pounds of gold! That's two pounds of gold! Don't follow me. This sword from the north belongs to me!"
When he learned the price, Gould was also shocked: "Fordgen? You, are you sure?"
The businessman named Fo Degen stood up suddenly. At this moment, he was covered in sweat, his body was shaking violently, and the excitement in his heart could not be calmed down at all.
Fordgen beat his chest hard: "I never break my promise! Two pounds of gold, buy this sword! I swear on my honor."
"Okay! I'll give you this sword that can cut through everything."
Ungreave, he witnessed the madness that only belongs to a group of businessmen! Two pounds of gold is twenty pounds of silver! In the end, Ungreave can also take out the money, but if he really takes it out, his family will
He immediately fell into poverty, and even the wages to his employees were not paid, and his own life became difficult.
When it came to the merchants, it seemed that they didn't care about two pounds of gold.
In fact, it was just an act. When merchants took out two thousand silver coins, they would usually bleed profusely. Only people like Gould would not feel particularly painful.
Gould believed that his friends would not break their promise, but then again, the businessmen were not very trustworthy, because he had just broken his promise to Ungreave.
Gould specifically ordered his Jevro to stare at the businessman Voldegen, and said to himself: "When the meeting is over, you take the money to my house, and I will give you this sword personally. Also, I will give you some
A different kind of gift, you will be very happy."
"Oh?! Really? I think brothers will go back then, just like it's done, we want to buy things from you! I'm going to the south, to find the southernmost tribe, and I hope you can make a lot of money."
"Then I wish you good luck." That's what he said. Going to the south is very risky. It would be terrible if you encounter Danish gangsters! There is a saying that wealth can be found in danger, and Gould can only wish this friend
Bon Voyage.
Ungrieve's face became complicated, as if this ceremony was a farce performed by businessmen.
Ungreave held his old face and watched Gould finish his performance with mixed emotions. Then with obvious anger, he slowly asked: "Now, your matter should be over. Go ahead,
What else do you want to say?!"
"Of course I have something to say." Gould fully understood that he had offended this guy. Maybe his behavior was not very wise, so what?
Gould first slowly raised his fat body and stood up, then bowed softly and humbly, and then faced everyone present.
"Friends, I thought about many things before returning home. I think I should move to the territory of the Russians. Only in that way can my wealth continue to increase in value and my wealth be fully guaranteed."
As soon as these words came out, the businessmen were speechless.
Even the great leader Angreev could not imagine Gould's wishes.
"Gould, what did you say?"
"I've decided! I'm going to the Russians!" Gould turned his head and looked at Ungreave's eyes.
"You? Don't you just stay with the Russians for most of the year? Do you mean...you want to move? Is that true?"
"Yes! I just want to move. I have decided that this year, before the first snow falls, most of my wealth will be moved to Roseburg. Ah, my friend!" Gould opened his arms in excitement.
His arms were raised, and his face was extremely rosy with excitement: "From now on, Angklas will lose one of the richest people like me. This may give other people more opportunities. Maybe, you will also be happy."
To this, Ungreave replied with a bitter smile for the time being.
Happy? Really happy?!
When it comes to reality, Ungreave certainly does not like the very wealthy Gould. This man has never had the will to compete for position for many years, but no one can ignore his powerful power. Especially this "fat seal"
"The fifty warriors we raised are a group of elites, and they are more effective than the farmers gathered together.
Ungreave hoped that Gould would lose this terrible power, but he did not want him to leave Unclas forever.
Why? Every time Gould returned from the north, he would sell some goods that were useful to the tribe. He was also willing to purchase the tribe’s excess agricultural products, so that farmers did not have to row boats to the Mälaren market in order to do business.
Earn a small amount of money as a person.
Theoretically, they can buy agricultural products locally from merchants of their own tribe and sell them to whomever they want. For maybe ten or twenty years, Gould's family has always been the largest purchaser, and they never refuse anyone who comes!
The businessmen started talking at once, and soon their attitudes became unified, that is, they tried their best to retain Gould, who wanted to run away.
Since the merchants had such an attitude, the hesitant Ungreave slammed the table.
He was angry, and at this moment he could only say in a low voice: "Can you not leave? You still keep your family in Ankelas. Don't forget that you are an Ankarasian."
"Yes! I have never forgotten that no matter where I go, I will always be an Onkras. I just plan to make my home among the Russians. This is my freedom. You..." Gould put on a show
With an intriguing smile, he slowly asked: "Do you still want to expel me?"
"You! I..." Ungreave was defeated. He was stunned for a while, pouted and shook his head: "Well, that is your freedom, I have no right to interfere."
In fact, Gould knew that Ungreave, as the chief, had the power to declare that a certain tribe was an enemy of the tribe and should be expelled.
Of course Ungreave didn't dare to do this! No matter what Ungreave was thinking in his heart, Gould estimated that the main body of his family had moved to Roseburg, and in the end only a small one of his own was left in Ungreave's hometown.
The family's influence will not weaken much.
However, placing the "family base" in Onkras completely limits the development of his own power.
Capital has no motherland, and Gould has basically realized this truth. It was entirely because the Russians could give him more wealth and guarantee the safety of his wealth that he chose to move.
Realistically speaking, if the people of Mälaren can provide more considerable benefits and safety guarantees, then our home in Mälaren will no longer be as simple as a dealership.
Now Gould only believes in the Ross people, and he has more confidence in the Ross tribe under Rurik's rule in the future.
The great leader Angreev was powerless to face the reality. Gould looked at the faces of other businessmen and saw their regrets clearly.
Gould clapped his hands hurriedly: "Friends, don't be sad about the future. Just because I'm moving doesn't mean I'm leaving Onclas forever. I can assure you that I will keep my manpower and arrange for a son to run the business full-time.
Trade in Onkras. You can still sell me agricultural products as usual, and I can still get whatever I want. And...this year’s situation is indeed somewhat special."
"Special?" Ungrieve asked, holding his chin and sullenly asking: "What's so special? Agricultural products are not valuable."
"This year is different! The leader of Ross told me something. If I transport the new wheat in the autumn to Rossburg, he will pay me twice the market price in silver. I think this matter is obviously profitable for you.
."
"You?!" He was still gloomy just now. Ungreave immediately sensed a business opportunity and his mood improved instantly. The same was true for other businessmen. "Are you kidding? Double the money?!"
"Exactly!"
"Oh, thank you for telling me this." Angreev pinched his beard, "Since Otto suddenly became so generous, I can organize my own fleet to transport the wheat and earn this money."
Gould was unmoved. He left his seat, walked confidently in the meeting hall, and continued: "That is my agreement with Otto, and also with Rurik. They will fulfill this agreement with me."
As agreed, we have no obligation to perform the contract with you. Of course you can transport the wheat there, and they will buy it at the market price. Besides, don’t you know that they can get it for free from those people in the East every year?
A lot of wheat?”
Angrev suddenly raised his head: "Novgorod? Is this this place?"
"Yes, a very far away place."
"Forget it." Angreev shook his head, "It's too far there and full of dangers. My people don't want to take risks. They just want to cultivate the land in peace and exchange wheat for wealth."
Gould narrowed his eyes and asked deliberately: "Are you all willing to make money in peace? Oh, you'd better not organize a fleet. You may not know that the vast sea is full of pirates, and only people like me can organize large ships.
Team, let the pirates stay away. Just like this!"
"You...what suggestions do you have?"
"Alas!" Gould deliberately stomped his feet and looked dejected: "Let's just do it. We have been brothers for generations. I plan to move, so I can't treat my brothers badly. Ungreave, the great leader
, I want you to make an agreement with me and other brothers!"
Gould explained his plan to everyone present: "I will make an agreement with you. This autumn, you can sell to me as much of the grain you produce, and I will give you a purchase price that is 20% above the market price."
Upon hearing this, Ungreave slapped the table excitedly, causing the water glass on his table to overturn.
"Are you serious? 20%"
"That's true!" Gould continued: "This is the case for us Anglas people. No matter who wants you to be an Anglas person and sell me wheat before I return in the autumn, I will pay 20% more."
Money. I don’t care how you get the wheat. If you get it for me, I’ll give you more money.”
Many businessmen, including Angriff, understand this business opportunity. They just want to know one thing, that is, whether "any means" is acceptable.
"Yes! Any means!" Gould emphasized again: "Even if you rob the Danes and finally transport the wheat to me, I will buy it at a price 20% higher than the market price. I will take it out immediately
I will never default on the ready-made silver coins! Remember, because we are all Angklas people, I will give you such a preferential price."
In itself, during the autumn wheat harvest season, a large amount of wheat will be available in the trade markets throughout Northern Europe. Because even if the Nordic agricultural technology in this time and space is extremely backward, as long as enough land is cultivated, farmers can still have some wealthy food.
Besides, through the accumulation of capital, the wealthy families continue to purchase the land of bankrupt farmers at low prices, lease it to tenant farmers, and produce good harvests every harvest season. These wealthy families are the landlords, and they also have the power of each tribe.
class.
Ungreave's family had such a group of tenant farmers, so they were so excited when they heard about Gould's offer.
As for other businessmen, many of them are not only second-rate dealers, but also first-rate landlords.
Gould never imagined that his decision would cause the wealthy households in Oncras to desperately squeeze the wealth of the farmers of their tribe in exchange for the extra 20% profit.
Gould couldn't wait to get more food. He knew that although Rurik was a child, it was precisely this child who did crazy things but never broke his promise. Rurik still had many tasks assigned to him.
Oh! And the food I got was shipped to the child, and it was only used for eating.
Gould had already guessed that based on Rurik's attitude towards the servants, he would definitely order all the servants to eat wheat regularly. No matter what the purpose of entertaining the servants, after all, there would be a huge number of people here.
Food consumption.
Rurik must have needed a lot of food, so he deliberately made the bold statement of purchasing 100% of the food above the market price.
So, who would collect so much food for Rurik?
Gould estimated that relying on his own ability was not enough. The best way was to give up part of the benefits and let his tribe help. Other businessmen in his tribe could collect food from all directions and bring it to him.
Change it into money on the spot.
In this way, Gould optimistically estimated that he would not have to personally send people to collect food. In this way, it may seem that he has lost 20% of the profit, but in fact he can get more food than he could get by himself. His house must be big inside and outside.
Make a fortune!
This way, with the extra time, I can do other things during this year’s warm period.
Rurik's demand for goods is extremely strong, and Gould knows it well. He will stay in Melalenburg for a long time this year to supervise his eldest son's business, and at the same time buy all useful goods in the market to stock up.
Get up, and at the same time, sell all the soap you brought!
Some shrewd businessmen have realized that the bad face Gould put on was completely a clumsy acting! Did this guy lose money? Bah! He was obviously making a lot of money and using others as tools.
Some merchants cursed secretly in their hearts, while others laughed and laughed. With the addition of the big leader Ungreave, everyone acted in a highly consistent manner even though they had their own agendas.
Gould's credibility is maintained through benefits. As long as the money given is enough, this person is absolutely credible.
People with a discerning eye realize that because of the high profits behind this matter, Gould will fully implement his decision in four months.
In this way, no one had any complicated emotions because Gould announced his upcoming departure.
"Okay! This is our agreement, and I will fulfill it." Gould opened his arms: "I swear to Frey, the God of Wealth will protect us."
Ungrieve's ugly face had changed. He tapped his fingers on the table with interest and asked: "Will it always be like this in the future? If you buy it at this price every year, I will be very happy."
"This...if the Russians are always willing to pay such a price, I will be very happy." Gould emphasized again: "The sea is very dangerous, so I will take this risk. As long as farmers can farm their land with peace of mind, I will give it to them."
They have many benefits. Now, you...you know, what I brought back from the Russians is not just a sword, I have more good things here."
"Good thing? What good thing?!" Angreev stretched out his head excitedly, then retracted it, and said suspiciously: "It can only be bought with four hundred silver coins."
"It's not such an exaggeration." Taking the opportunity, Gould promoted it: "That is a magical tool, and the dirtiest things can be cleaned with it. It is a treasure invented by the Russians, and I have shipped it all."
"Well, there are such magical things? For example, my clothes..." Ungreave speculated while pinching his sleeves.
"It will wash it very clean. That tool weighs two pounds and can be used for a long time. I only need twenty silver coins, and I know you can afford it."
"Oh! Of course I can afford it." Ungreave had already stood up: "Do you have any more good things?"
"Of course. Come with me now! When you come to my home, you will all be my first guests, and I can give you a preferential price."
With that said, Gould walked out of the meeting hall, and the businessmen also left the table one after another.
At last Ungreave walked out of the room, accompanied by his servants, feeling both excited and doubtful.
He really couldn't figure it out. Did Gould receive any mental stimulation from the Russians this year? No! It was the Russians, and they might have become different!
There is a bad premonition that begins to linger in Angreve's mind. Maybe the Ross people in the north, this group of Ross people who are said to have been pushed to the north by the Melalen people a long time ago! Have they begun to challenge the alliance leader, the Melalen people?