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Chapter 233 The biggest material transaction in the history of the Ross tribe

Among all the men who followed Arik, Kawei, who originally intended to buy daily necessities at the market, also came over after hearing the news.

A group of men marry refugee women and even raise their children?

Was this decision made by Rurik, or had the leader already made plans?

After all, it was the Russians who took in their allies in distress and fulfilled their obligations to the alliance.

In short, Kawei felt that he was with the right person. The most important thing for a good man is to understand the truth, and a leader needs this quality even more.

People of all kinds began to leave.

Needless to say, the refugees have found a new home. Rurik's new servants still need Gould to provide them with accommodation for the time being.

In fact, Kawei didn't think Rurik's insistence on hiring a group of mercenaries was a good decision.

There are so many young people in the Ross tribe! Does Rurik have doubts about his own people? Doesn’t this child know that at critical moments, only his own tribe is the most important?

Reliable. As for mercenaries? Who knows.

Kawei did not leave. He even saw a large group of Russian men leisurely turning into porters. They were basically lining up neatly with sacks on their backs.

Wu to move the goods to Gould's warehouse.

When he was about to leave, Rurik stopped him.

"My little master, do you have any important instructions?"

"There is one." Rurik, who put his father's sword on his back and followed Gould, ordered: "Go and get all the things we made."

"Huh? What is that?"

"It's vodka! Come on! Didn't you see that our big buyer is here?!" Rurik's words were deliberately harsh, and Kawei understood everything very wisely.

Because they had already made an agreement to prepare a hundred bottles of vodka in wooden boxes and do their best to sell them to Gould, a big businessman.

Kawei, who shouldered the important mission, ran all the way, while Rurik, accompanied by the head maid Rumia, followed Gould's large family into the

In a "mansion" by the sea.

Here, Rurik is a very distinguished guest.

Gould is back, and he is determined to entertain his most distinguished guest. He must let Rurik or Otto, the big leader who is about to come, eat and drink well.

, only in this way is the key to a good business deal. Gould has a bottom line in his mind on how to do a good job in this business, but he will not tell Rurik, instead he will

The old face covered with fat and beard trembled with amusement.

The naughty ways of his youngest son and granddaughters approaching Rurik livened up the atmosphere.

on the other hand.

Otto, who had been hungover for a long time, finally woke up when the sun was about to set!

"It's really hateful. Has the sun risen from the west? Where are the people? Where have you gone?"

When he called loudly, a woman carrying a bucket came respectfully and told him what had happened.

"Oh! Wine is really a good thing, but I still drank too much." He regretted that he missed many good things because he fell asleep so fast, and was even more worried about letting his son Rurik go to the leadership position.

The job is actually not too overwhelming.

But he didn't worry for long. After a while, a large number of people came back one after another.

Otto, who had very good eyesight, was almost instinctively alert, because he saw a group of unarmed and simply dressed men. Slaves? Unlikely.

Suddenly, Otto realized, could these young men be the so-called mercenaries his son needed?

Mercenaries? The Ross tribe really needs them.

Ask yourself, Otto is a little resistant on this issue. Even if they are young men selected from allied people, their loyalty is questionable, and...

Will it be detrimental to your family or important members of your tribe?

Taking a closer look, he saw that many tribesmen and women had returned with a large amount of fresh gadgets they had purchased. He even saw some women with bucket waists carrying cigarettes.

The bundled flax moved lightly, as if a few steps at night could not produce high-quality twine and cloth.

Moreover, my wife is here too.

In the evening, my wife became very strange. She pulled her two children with her hands. Both children were dressed in white, which made Otto rub his eyes vigorously, making him think

My lovely Rurik is torn apart.

Otto was like a majestic statue, standing on the gravel road, blocking the progress of the crowd.

After a very brief contact, the newly promoted mercenaries headed by Yevro all knelt down on one knee and worshiped this Ross tribe who once almost existed in legend.

Big leader.

It can be said that many people in Mälaren know very little about the Russians, and the so-called understanding comes from word of mouth among businessmen. The majority of farmers feel that they do not need to know.

So many, as long as anyone owns his own land, knows his wife, children, and any leader of his tribe, that is enough.

Otto was in a good mood when he saw them kneeling.

"You!" Otto pointed at the shaggy-haired man in the lead: "Where did you come from and why did you come to my territory? Report the truth."

Jevro looked up very calmly and replied: "Great leader, we are Rurik's servants. You are the real leader of the Ross tribe, and we are also your servants."

people."

"My servant? Haha? Do you still admire my reputation? I think it's just for money."

Jevro continued to answer: "Yes, we are mercenaries, but we have principles. If we can serve the Son of Odin, it will be our honor."

"So you admire my son's reputation? Answer truthfully."

"Exactly. I dare not hide it."

Otto nodded. As far as today's situation is concerned, he was indeed "out of power" for a time. So what? Otto felt that his biggest mission in his later years had suddenly changed.

Become a tribe and cultivate a new leader. For this purpose, any effort is worth it.

"What's your name?" Otto asked.

"I am Yevluo. I was Gould's mercenary captain. I have pledged my allegiance to Rurik on the beach. Now, I..." Yevluo hesitated for a moment: "I also

I will miss your loyalty."

"Yeah?"

Otto was not a fool who could be deceived by a few sweet words. He stepped forward, stretched out his right foot, and ordered: "Lick my boots to prove that you are worthy of being cheated."

trust."

This... is obviously something that only slaves would do. But...

Jevro hesitated for a moment, then leaned down and did as he was told.

"Raise your head." Otto lightly kicked Jevro on the chin with the instep of his foot. "Look at me now."

"Hello Johnson! Come here." Otto ordered again.

At this moment, Haro Zuosen hurried over, his demeanor showing a hint of flattery. "Big Chief, please give me your orders."

Otto was arrogant and pointed at all the kneelers calmly: "Has Rurik made arrangements for them? This is the residence of our nobles, they can enter

enter?"

Indeed, ordinary people in the tribe avoid the residence of the chief family and his cronies.

"Big Chief, Rurik has already made arrangements for the big longhouse..."

"Oh! I understand." Otto patted his head, "I remembered it. Put your ear to it."

"As commanded."

As Harold Zuosen put his ear closer, Otto whispered: "Listen, I'm still worried about these people. Brothers in the platoon, keep a lookout and immediately detect anyone suspicious."

Seize him immediately and interrogate him. Tomorrow you will arrange for these people to cut wood. Don’t worry about my son’s arrangements, just do as I say.”

Harold Zuosen asked all those kneeling to follow him and leave without saying anything.

After the interlude came to an end, the men and women carrying a large amount of goods also rushed to their homes and actively prepared for this year's winter.

When his wife came back, Otto realized that the two white rabbits he had pulled were actually girls.

Just now, Carlotta saw the heroic figure of Chief Ross very clearly. What she saw was a majestic leader, and the leader's demeanor was a bit dead.

Go away from your father's appearance. No! This old man is more heroic.

It has to be said that since the two girls were dressed in the same outfit as Rurik, Otto could be forgiven for being dazzled for a while.

Carlotta politely represented her sister and explained her identity.

Hearing this, Otto simply burst out laughing. Then, with his calloused hands, he suddenly lifted the two women's chins and savored their looks.

"Yes, just like the legend says, very beautiful. Okay! She just happens to be my son's wife."

Carlotta was used to hearing this again.

Her trembling eyes looked at Otto affectionately: "I am Carlotta, and I am the female leader elected by the Ostara people. The Russians rescued us, and we, Ostara,

Tara will repay the favor. I already know my fate, Dad."

After saying that his father basically said everything, Otto looked at his wife happily: "They are our children, don't you object, Niya?"

"Oh! How could I object? I'm really glad."

"Then don't wait any longer and take them into the house."

In the longhouse, Otto listened with interest to the brief descriptions of the two girls and what his wife mentioned.

Otto, who was chewing dried meat, finally understood the tragedy of Ostara, and suddenly a meat-cutting dagger was inserted into the wooden table: "It seems that our revenge is not enough.

."

The two women were startled, and Niya instinctively asked: "Continue the war?!"

"When has war been heard of? Our Ross tribe is very powerful, and the existence of our Rurik fully proves that our tribe has been blessed by Odin. Mei

The Laren people turned out to be a bunch of cowards! Next spring, we will still have war."

"Then let's fight." Niya didn't mean to comfort at all. After all, war itself is a very common thing in everyone's life. If you don't want to become a slave,

, just take the initiative!

"Then next year, Denmark is too far away, so we will continue to practice with the Gotlanders!"

The old husband said these words again, and Niya seemed to see Otto in his youth. Her eyes also ignited with fire: "Okay! Go fight. Now.

We also have a group of mercenaries, and I think if they are targeting enemies of our alliance, they will fight tooth and nail."

"As a mercenary... I'd better think about it." Otto pinched his beard: "It seems Rurik is still with Gould."

"Of course!" Niya said with a smile: "Don't eat the dried fish at our house. Now go to Gould's mansion. The old guy has already set up a banquet. You may

I don’t know, our son has already made the final decision on your behalf.”

"Hmm? What decision?"

"That's stupid! Those grains! You would never imagine the amount." As she said that, Niya made crazy gestures with her hands. After all, she had never seen that kind of food in her life.

So much food. "The food brought by Gould will be piled into a mound, enough for our entire tribe to eat until spring tomorrow. Rurik decided to buy it all!"

"Sure enough...it came true."

Due to a rough calculation during the conversation with Gould's eldest son, Otto estimated that almost all the silver coins in his control were spent. Although Gould was in Ross

It's a good idea to help people build a new base at the right time. It would be a lie to say that they don't feel bad after buying this batch of supplies.

Because Otto had never thought in his life that his family would one day own one hundred thousand silver coins, and this number could continue to rise.

But after finalizing this deal, the money saved is probably...

Otto would take Arik to Gould's mansion. Along the way, he listened to his eldest nephew's arrangements for the mercenaries and told his son about building a house for a rainy day.

The action was gratifying.

The two of them walked together, and along the way were people happily resisting supplies. They were so happy that they didn't even notice the big leader passing by.

As the night progresses, the reception hall of the Gould family is now full of people for the first time!

Gould arranged the banquet hall so that the Gould family sat in one place and the Otto family lived in the same place. It can be said that from the perspective of seating arrangements, the two parties were

The levels of Fang seem to be completely equal.

But the Russians here do not have the concept of determining levels through seats.

Otto came, and he naturally sat with his son. Also sitting there was Kawei, who was carrying a wooden box.

Opposite them are Gould's main family members - all his sons from eldest to youngest.

There were no women at the banquet. Rumia, Rurik's head maid, stood aside obediently, and none of Gould's women were present.

After all, this banquet is also a place for business discussions, and women are indeed superfluous. Gould even felt that it would be enough to only bring his eldest son, Snoleva.

In a happy atmosphere, as a plate of roasted lamb was carried in by a strong man, the venue was filled with the aroma of meat.

Gould stood up first, holding up his ivory wine glass inlaid with gold: "Please allow me to salute you, great leader."

It stands to reason that Gould can bring out exquisite glasses, but the current situation is that the leader and his family bring their own crystal glasses, which are even better than the ones he owns.

The shape was even more beautiful. It was timid to take out the glass. Gould, who was completely shocked, had no choice but to take out the old cup.

Because until now, Gould still didn't know that the Russians had actually become manufacturers of glass products.

"Cheers!" Otto raised his glass. Although it was filled with ordinary ale, he drank it all in one gulp. By now, Otto had already felt that ordinary ale did not count.

It's wine!

Gould's maid cut the mutton, put it on silver plates, and distributed it to various people sitting there. When it was Otto's turn, the maid unloaded it very politely.

Crispy roasted lamb shanks, served on a plate.

In addition, very soft bread baked with high-quality whole wheat flour ground and sifted through a sieve is a staple food for dinner. There are also some that are drizzled with honey.

The extremely sweet dried raspberries become an appetizer.

Yes, compared to homemade dried fish, these delicacies are the most appetizing.

Otto looked at Gould's family photos again, and he finally understood why these people were all fat. In the final analysis, doing business with this family is just to satisfy their appetites.

Desire?

After three rounds of wine and five delicious dishes, Gould felt that the atmosphere had been brewing very well and it was time to start business negotiations.

"Great leader, Rurik and I have made preliminary discussions. The Ross tribe will buy all the goods of the outlet. I hope you can finalize this trade."

"This is a good thing!" Otto, who had drunk some ale, was very excited. He knocked on the table and said excitedly: "I am building our new Fort Ross in the east. Your supplies

It came just in time.”

Still speaking politely, Gould continued: "It is my greatest honor to be able to help you."

"Then let's talk about the price!"

Although Rurik intended to tell his father the prices of all the supplies, Otto obviously wanted to find out in person.

Gould pinched his fingers and said: "All the oats, onions, and carrots, they have exceeded 50,000 silver coins. The price of these is 50,000 silver coins!"

"Gould no longer wanted to calculate too much, although he felt that he would suffer a loss if he cut off the fraction.

"There are also those servants who work hard for transportation, and there are mercenaries. There are more than a hundred of them in total. I still count them as a hundred people. Each one is counted as a hundred silver coins. I want

Ten thousand silver coins..."

"Listen!" Otto banged on the table so loudly that the cleaned lamb bones fell to the ground.

Rurik kept his mouth shut, he could see that his father was panicking.

"That's ridiculous!" Otto shouted: "So much money? You are robbing money!"

"But..." Gould calmed down, glanced at Rurik with a dull face from the corner of his eye, and hurriedly explained: "The great leader. For example, the people I transported.

In Mälaren, I gave them a house to live in, food to eat, and saw a doctor if they were sick. It also cost a fee to transport them. Everything costs money! I discussed it with Rurik

, now I hire people to build a new house for your servants, and I also want to make some money! You can't just send me away with two or three thousand silver coins in this matter."

Otto still found it absurd, so he could defend himself: "This is how unreasonable you are. We are buying your wheat at double the price."

Gould realized that the atmosphere was a bit delicate, but regarding Maizi, Gould's bottom line was very high: "My leader, we have sworn an oath regarding Maizi. We even

There is a written contract, should I take it out immediately? This is the only thing you must not regret."

"You..." Otto was surprised. Indeed, the fat man and his son signed many written documents, and there was even a priest as a witness.

Rurik, who had always kept silent, consciously found an opportunity, which meant that his panicked father once again reiterated: "I will follow the agreement. I will spend 10,000 silver coins and buy the

All the servants are reasonable. There are also the related expenses of those mercenaries. Gould, I will bear all the expenses you paid for them in Melalen."

Gould was very pleased. He said tactfully: "I don't care about ordinary mercenaries. They become your servants, which is also a benefit to them. Only Yev

Luo! Losing him means losing the one I love, so you need to compensate me for this."

"Money? Jevlo?" Otto thought of that young man for a moment. It seemed that that man still had a deep friendship with this Gould?

"Only this is not a matter of money. In the past, it was Yevluo who protected my personal safety. Now I need a new supporter, which is you." Gould looked at him sincerely.

Looking at Otto: "Big Chief, I have moved. I need your recognition that I am a Russian. If you recognize me now, I won't even need these ten thousand silver coins."

"

"Huh? Do you want to join us completely?" Otto asked, pinching his beard.

"I'm completely out of Unclas, I need a new identity. I hope it's a Ross businessman."

"That's right!" Otto said casually with a smile, "So, the cost of wheat, is it..."

Gould panicked and said, "My leader! I am already willing to give up a lot of interests. Only in the matter of wheat, I hope that for the sake of business principles,

Please be sure to maintain the price.”

As a buyer, Otto certainly wanted to lower the price, not to mention that he had realized that he could use his power to force Gould into submission.

But Rurik was not satisfied with his father's behavior.

Rurik said for his father: "We also have principles. I will still give you ten thousand silver coins, and I will not give you a single silver coin less for the wheat money. Sixty thousand silver coins? I will take it out.

Come and have no regrets! I won’t break the contract, and I believe you won’t either. So now is the time for me to fulfill my promise. Kawei!”

"Here!" Kawei, who had almost become an outsider, echoed loudly.

"Bring your box to the big merchant and open it!"

Kawei came with a wooden box. As the bronze lock was opened, the glasses neatly arranged inside shocked Gould to lie completely on the ground. Gould's sons all

Everyone stuck their heads and gazed at the huge amount of rare treasures, and their heads were dumbfounded.

There are all glass bottles here, filled with strange liquids.

"You guys actually have... so many crystals? No! I feel like it's glass."

Rurik held it in for a long time, and now he finally said: "Gould, I should have told you a long time ago that the glasses you showed before were all made by us Russians."

"Really? Is this really true?"

Gould later learned of the news. He had always had doubts, but now that he saw so many glassware, his doubts were gone.

"Of course it's true. Kawei, pour some wine for our merchant."

After receiving the order, Kawei took out a bottle and pulled out the cork in front of Gould. Suddenly a strong aroma of wine spurted out. Gould's eyes widened and he saw that his ability was in vain.

The ivory cup was filled with transparent wine.

"Rurik, you...you told me this is wine?"

"This is wine! Try it." Rurik encouraged.

Gould immediately held the glass with both hands and drank it all in one gulp. Then, he was so frightened by the strong momentum that he almost spit out the strong drink in his stomach, but this was indeed unprecedented.

Good wine.

His mood stabilized a little, and then he started to play with the empty glass bottle, smelling the still strong aroma of wine from the mouth of the bottle, silently closing his eyes to reflect, and feeling the feeling in his stomach again.

A wonderful feeling of warmth.

There were strange patterns on the glass bottle, and Gould realized that they were Roman characters.

"Rurik, what did you carve on it?"

"It's the name of our tribe, rus, and the name of the wine, vodka. Also, this wine can burn."

Gould didn't know what was going on. As the strong liquor in his ivory cup ignited with scorching flames, Gould's world view collapsed.

He said tremblingly: "My family bought a new crystal cup in Mälaren. I think it is a rare treasure. I never imagined that there are so many here. I still make it."

We made a promise and burned the wine, but you actually did it."

Rurik was so serious that he acted with evil intentions: "My friend, your glass is indeed the only one we make."

Hearing this, Gould immediately cursed at his eldest son and called Snoreva a fool. But the eldest son could not defend himself!

"Gould, times have changed." Rurik comforted: "I was inspired by Odin. In the past, only the Romans could make glassware, but we Russians can not only

Do. Look at these bottles, we make a lot of them.”

"How much? I want them!" Gould said without thinking.

"I originally priced a bottle at two hundred silver coins, but maybe it was too expensive. One hundred silver coins was probably too cheap. In my opinion, how about one hundred and fifty silver coins?"

"Okay! I want them all," Gould said, knocking on the table.

"Then one hundred silver coins." Rurik smiled.

At this point, Gould really didn't know whether Rurik was playing a trick on him: "You actually lowered the price?!" Even Otto felt that his son's decision was inappropriate.

Rurik smiled and shook his head: "Gould, you are the only one I can lower the price for. We are very happy that your entire family has settled in Rossburg and joined us in Rossburg."

In the tribe, even if you know that we have canceled tribe dividends now, we welcome you very much."

"No need to be surprised, this is my choice. It seems that I have made the wisest choice in my life."

"Then you brought more ale? Just as we agreed." Rurik asked.

"some."

"Okay. The key to making vodka is ale. You give me all the ale and we will make spirits for you. As for the price, we will sell it to you for eighty silver coins for a bottle.

it is also fine."

Gould's body trembled with excitement, "I also like your bottle, if it's just the bottle..."

"Wine bottle? Okay. This kind of bottle costs fifty silver coins each. Your cup is more expensive, also costs sixty silver coins."

After learning the real price, Gould really screamed in his heart that he had been cheated by his colleagues in Mälaren. In addition to saying that his eldest son lacked experience to defend himself, he could also

say something?

In this way, the Ross people completed the largest transaction in the history of the Ross tribe.

The liquor and glass bottles offset the fifteen thousand silver coins.

Rurik only spent 45,000 silver coins here to get everything Gould transported. Of course, there are still many small quantities of goods that should be calculated. Happy Gu

Ed has ignored it.

Why? Because the two sides will sign a new trade agreement next year, which will bring even greater benefits to everyone in next year’s trade season. Gould is convinced that

At this point, he felt that he could also get a share of the glassware trade. Even though he knew that Rurik had already done glassware business with Uppsala merchants and Mälaren merchants.

The trade in glassware.

Gould made a lot of money from this trade, but the Russians earned more than just monetary benefits. They were supplies that came in handy! A huge amount of food was shipped.

Arriving in New Roseburg, local residents will surely spend their first winter safely.

And many people in the homeland will be eligible to share this batch of supplies.


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