Boris had already thought of his words before coming, and he believed that as long as Narant was not stupid, he could settle the account. This would be a win-win situation for him and Narant.
In this medieval world, it is not easy to form a caravan, especially a long-distance caravan, which requires sufficient manpower, material resources, and connections.
The dangers faced by caravans often come not only from wilderness monsters, but also from noble lords who are greedy for money.
Therefore, if Nalant sells the brown sugar and black bread on his own, the most he can do is circulate in the Tulip Circle. With the purchasing power of the Tulip Circle, selling one or two thousand brown sugar and black bread in a month is as high as the sky.
If Nalant was not a time traveler, after listening to Boris's long speech, he might really be tempted. After all, this is a cooperation that can make money while lying down.
However, Narant is not planning to make a lot of money from brown sugar and black bread, but is planning to attract popularity to the Land of Doom.
And his real plan to make money is sugar, so in Boris's confident eyes, Nalant smiled and shook his head and said: "Your Excellency Boris, I am very sorry, please forgive me for not being able to agree to your proposal!"
"I didn't agree!" Boris' originally confident expression immediately stiffened.
"Your Excellency Nalant, if you still want to sell brown sugar and black bread by yourself, you can actually just give me the sales rights except for the tulip collar!" Boris did not give up and continued to add.
"Sir, lunch is ready! Could you please start eating now!" At this moment, Thomas, who was standing at the door of the hall, received the servant's report and quickly came to Nalant's side to whisper.
"Then let them serve the food!" Nalant ordered after hearing this, and then looked at Boris beside him, "Your Excellency Boris, why don't we go to the restaurant first and talk after lunch?"
"Okay, Sir Narant!" Boris knew that he couldn't be impatient about this matter, so he could only follow Narant patiently to the restaurant.
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The two came to the restaurant and sat down according to the guest seats.
At this time, all the food for lunch was served. There were not many varieties, only five kinds, but the portions were ample.
Boris originally had no appetite for cooperation because he was rejected by Nalant, especially since this is still a place of doom.
But when he saw the food on the table, he was a little shocked.
Not to mention the fresh sea fish and white bread, there was actually a large piece of roasted golden monster meat on the plate in front of him, which probably weighed one or two kilograms.
In addition, his eyes suddenly fell on a roast chicken, "Your Excellency Nalant, is this a three-color chicken?"
It is easy to distinguish Sancai chicken from ordinary poultry even after cooking, because after cooking, Sancai chicken will also emit a special fragrance.
As a rich man, Boris has eaten Sancai chicken several times before.
The price of a three-color chicken is more than fifty silver coins, but this is just because it has no physical strengthening effect. In terms of deliciousness, it is no worse than World of Warcraft meat. Therefore, the three-color chicken is actually rare in the aristocratic circle. He
I didn’t expect it to be available here in Nalant.
"Your Excellency Boris is indeed well-informed. I was lucky enough to get a blue elf a few days ago, which attracted a group of three-color chickens!" Nalant nodded with a smile.
"..."
Boris didn't know how to express his feelings at this time. If he remembered correctly, it seemed that Nalant got a salt mine elf a few days ago, and now he had white salt for sale.
"Is it cheating?" Boris couldn't help but wonder if this was the help of the Berwick family. After all, getting two elves in more than a month was really unheard of luck.
"Your Excellency Boris, let's start dining!" Nalant saw him in a daze and gave a hospitable invitation.
"Then I'm not welcome!" Faced with such delicacies, Boris couldn't help it, and the two of them began to eat.
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Narant had never tasted Sancai chicken before, and after tasting it, he was really shocked. In his previous life, such chicken could not be made so tender and delicious even with various seasonings.
Boris's eyes were also dazzling after eating. Although he had eaten both Warcraft meat and Sancai chicken, he found that the cooks in Nalant Castle were surprisingly good at cooking. The roasted Sancai chicken was better than what he had eaten before.
All are delicious.
In comparison, the chefs in his castle are simply third-rate.
However, it is delicious, and for the sake of the dignity of a nobleman, he still needs to eat a few pieces of white bread after eating a few bites of meat.
Otherwise, it would be too rude to eat only meat but not the staple food of white bread.
At that moment, Boris slowly lifted up a piece of white bread, pinched off a piece, and put it into his mouth.
"Uh..." When the white bread entered his mouth, Boris was stunned. This white bread was actually sweet to him.
"Could this also have brown sugar added? But why does the taste seem to be different?" Boris didn't know what brown sugar looked like, and he began to speculate in his mind.
In the end, he couldn't help but said to Nalant: "Your Excellency Nalant... is this white bread... sweet?"
"Yes, Sir Boris, this is white sugar and white bread!" Narant replied with a nod.
He specially asked Rose to add a little sugar to the white bread, so that it would taste better, just like the steamed buns in the previous life. Without a little saccharin, it would be really hard to swallow.
"White sugar and white bread?" Boris was a little confused, but he heard a new word.
"Well, white sugar is more precious and rarer than brown sugar. Only nobles can taste and use it!" Nalant nodded with a smile.
"This..." Boris's eyes were a little wet. He felt that he was seeing the rise of a future earl family.
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