Yin Coin checked his appearance and climbed out before anyone outside could come in: "Hello, are you looking for something?"
The people outside were so frightened that they were about to chop down their farm tools. A few torches almost hit Yin Coin's face. After seeing his alive appearance, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Goblin, he's alive."
The leader of the villagers came over and searched Yin Coin's body, mainly pinching his flesh, and then sniffing him. After finding nothing unusual, he let him go and asked, "Why are you hiding in the sewer?"
Yin Coin patted his clothes and said calmly: "It's just a temporary shelter for a wandering traveler. What? Can't you hide in the sewer? Or has something happened?"
"An undead creature was found in the mass grave. I don't know where it went. We are searching for it. Stop running around and find a place to stay." The leader of the villagers said.
Silver Coin showed a shocked expression: "Undead? That's a big deal. Thanks for letting me know. I'll find a safe place right now. Thank you very much." After saying that, he hurriedly left.
The villagers who were searching for him asked in confusion: "Are we going to let him go? Aren't we going to interrogate him?"
The leader of the villagers asked in confusion: "Interrogation? What are you asking? You can tell at a glance that he is alive, and there is no corpse smell on his body. What is there to ask?"
"Don't you think it's strange to ask him why he is hiding in the sewer?"
The leader of the villagers burst into laughter: "You can tell at one glance that you are inexperienced. What was that just now? Goblins, stingy goblins. They rarely stay in hotels when they have money. What's so strange about living in a ready-made sewer."
"Ah? Is it normal?"
"It's so normal. Let alone the stingy goblins. In today's times, even if we live in sewers, how weird would it be? The taxes levied by the gentlemen are getting higher and higher every year, and the grain harvest is getting higher and higher every year.
More than a year, alas..." the leader of the villagers sighed.
As soon as this topic came up, no one was interested in talking.
Silver Coin encountered several waves of search teams along the way, some of which were even led by priests, but they all managed to escape without incident. Everyone did not pay much attention to a goblin like him who looked fresh and had no peculiar smell.
This made Yin Coin deeply feel the power of 'Pure Face'. It would be meaningless to simply let his rotten body heal. Dirty clothes and corpse odor would definitely attract the attention of others, and they didn't know that the priest was close to him.
Can we detect his abnormality at a distance?
After taking a detour, I returned to the headquarters of the Silver Light Chamber of Commerce and came to my own independent courtyard. I knocked on the door with a specific rhythm. Soon, the door quietly opened. A sleepy-eyed goblin opened the door with a yawn: "Yes."
Chief, are you back?"
Yin Coin somewhat forgot who this goblin was, so he didn't say hello, just nodded and walked into the house.
The Yinguang Chamber of Commerce is a relatively loose caravan alliance. Each vice president is an independent caravan. They usually communicate with each other and share resources, but the manpower and assets are independently separated.
Yin Coin returned to the room, found various accounts, diaries, merchants' notes, and the like and looked through them carefully, comparing them one by one with the places he had missed in his memory.
His soul was greatly damaged, a small part was taken away, and his memory was damaged, but with these paper records, some things can still be clarified.
The next morning, Yin Coin took out a box from the safe and informed everyone of the meeting. After everyone arrived, Yin Coin said directly: "I had some accidents when I went out this time, and I was hit with mental magic.
Now, my memory is a bit confusing, Tecas, Stella, who is this? Reza Stenson..."
After a roll call, he finally connected the names with the people, and everyone accepted his explanation.
As for why the silver coins were enchanted by spiritual magic, no one will ask.
"Okay, let me talk about another thing now. From now on, the caravan will adjust its business direction, get rid of those messy projects as soon as possible, and then concentrate on completing the tasks I issued. The first task is to purchase as much food, cloth, and agricultural tools as possible
Waiting for items."
Some people were unhappy, and Stenson said: "Ah? Are you going to sell them all? I finally got through the supply of elf crafts, do you want to sell them too? What a pity, right?"
"Get rid of it, but you can maintain the relationship with the elves and contact them again if necessary for the mission." Silver Coin said.
Stenson said: "President, this is not good. I have worked hard to establish relationships, and you suddenly adjust like this. I can't accept it. I apply to withdraw from the caravan."
Building a good relationship with the elves is a matter that requires both ability and luck. Stenson suffered a lot and traveled deep into the mountains and forests countless times.
He originally wanted to take the opportunity to make a fortune, but Yin Coin suddenly changed his business direction and asked him to get rid of these things. What kind of joke are you kidding? He has this line in hand, which chamber of commerce can he go to without a partner? Get rid of it?
Yin Coin nodded: "Yes, I wish you good business luck. In addition to the assets of the caravan, you can take away all the information you have managed."
Stenson's expression moved and he said sincerely: "Thank you, President."
Being able to take away the information he has managed is equivalent to tacitly allowing him to take away the original customers. This is a very kind approach. In theory, everything operated by the caravan belongs to the caravan. It is already good to let you go.
Now, you still want to take the customer away?
When encountering some overbearing chambers of commerce, just break their legs and throw them out.
The grateful Stenson left. Silver Coin looked around at everyone and asked: "Who else wants to leave?"
Most people had hesitant looks on their faces, but they didn't have their own client relationships like Stenson. After hesitating for a while, everyone shook their heads.
"Very good, close the door, pull up the warning circle, and everyone come together." Everyone gathered behind Yin Coin and watched him open the box on the table. He quickly closed it as soon as he opened it halfway.
But this was enough for the people behind him to see clearly what was in the box. Some people subconsciously exclaimed: "Holy...", but their companions tightly covered their mouths, or elbowed them in the stomach, and the rest of the words were blurred.
Fight back.
Everyone's eyes flashed with the light of magic crystals, and they roared in their hearts: Get rich, get rich, Stenson is stupid.
What elven handicraft can compare to the sacred essence? This is one of the few items that can be sold for the price of magic crystals, and there are thousands of magic crystals. All women in the world will go crazy for it.
Silver Coin's caravan broke away from the Silver Light Chamber of Commerce as quickly as possible and completed its transformation from an open to a secret chamber of commerce. From today on, it only operates one product - sacred essence.
Of course, you don't need so many people to run the sacred essence, but Yin Coin knows very well that from the moment he was reincarnated, his destiny no longer belongs to him. In fact, it didn't belong to him before.
From that moment on, he must wholeheartedly target Ange's will, prioritize Ange's needs, and adjust his business direction at any time, so he needs more people who are easy to use and loyal.
He was very familiar with this model. It had been the same in the past. Prioritizing the needs of the Holy Blade Army, making deals and gathering information on the side, there was no difference.
In addition to purchasing grain, Yin Coin independently added cloth, farm tools, and various seeds. He also ordered iron materials and wheels. He visited the Ice City and also visited Ange's planting area. He roughly got a glimpse of that world.
What is missing.
Well, in other words, there is no shortage of anything. Apart from water and stones, everything is lacking there.
A good businessman should not wait for customers to make demands, but should work hard to discover users' needs and create demand when there is no demand.
That night, Yin Coin took a bottle of sacred essence, separated out a few trial bottles, and drove a carriage to a hotel near the Holy Blade Army's station. After checking in, he placed a plate of flowers on the window.
Late at night, a woman wearing a cloak knocked on his door.
When the hood is lifted, the visitor reveals a holy and dignified face. From this face, you can feel a noble and holy temperament. If you are a person with evil intentions, you will easily feel ashamed of yourself.
In the past, Yin Coin often didn't dare to look at this face, but now he no longer feels this way.
"Hello, Attendant Patriarch," Silver Coin said, stroking his chest.
"Is it you? You're not dead?" Patri looked slightly surprised.
The Holy Knight of the Holy Blade Army is dead, the quartermaster is dead, the Paladin team is dead, ten priests, ten heavy armored shield warriors, seventy sword and crossbowmen, and two specially trained holy knights are dead.
Waiter, but the goblin merchant who first went to inquire about the news is not dead?
Patri was one of the few people who knew the identity of the silver coin, because the two holy attendants who followed him were brought by Patri.
"I'm not dead. I exchanged some precious things for my life and freedom, and then sneaked back." Silver Coin casually gave a reason: "I also found what Leonard really wanted to find."
Patri frowned slightly, her expression not angry but intimidating: "What do you mean?"
Yin Coin didn't say anything. He directly placed the trial package of the sacred essence on the table and gently pushed it in Patri's direction.
Patri still wanted to pretend to be majestic, but her trembling brow revealed her innermost feelings. She picked up the small trial bottle and poured it into her hand, sniffed it, and then patted it on her face eagerly.
Whether it is the taste, touch, or absorption speed, it all shows that this is the concentrated version of the essence that has been circulated among ladies recently. Concentration is the essence, the essence of essences. Sure enough, the goblin in front of me has found the true identity of Leonard.
Looking for something.
Patri took a deep breath and smiled: "What are your plans?"
Silver Coin directly took out a bottle and pushed it in front of Patri: "Sell it, I don't care how much you sell it, I will charge the cost price of 1,300 magic crystals."
Patri's heart accelerated unsatisfactorily. If she sold it for 1,500 yuan, wouldn't she get a commission of 200 magic crystals?
This is already the price of the concentrated version of the essence. If a few ladies raise the price, it won’t be a problem to double it.
Maybe many people don't understand the value of two hundred magic crystals. A small manor with a courtyard of 3,000 square meters and a house of 300 square meters can't use two hundred magic crystals. How can you earn a manor with one bottle?
Many thoughts flashed through Patri's mind, but when she thought of Leonard's fate, she hesitated. After all kinds of hesitation, she nodded and solemnly said: "I swear by the Holy Light, the Holy Essence is sold.
Afterwards, give each bottle to Guild Master Silver Coin for 1,300 magic crystals."
Following her words, an oath mark appeared in front of her. After taking the silver coin, Patri picked up the essence on the table.
"Next, Sister Patri, do you know about the traces of corrosion?" Silver Coin looked into Patri's eyes and asked.
As soon as the words "corrosion mark" came out, Patri's eyes flashed, and she could clearly feel the killing intent in her eyes.
Yin Coin subconsciously pinched the ring on his index finger and said urgently: "Do you still have medicine?"
Patri's eyes were fixed on the silver coins without saying a word, but all the majesty and holiness on her face were gone, replaced by murderous intent.
Yin Coin knew that his bet was right. He deliberately broke the topic after signing the Holy Light Oath, just because he was afraid that Patri would shoot him to death on the spot, and 'Is there any more medicine?' was even more of a test.
Judging from Patri's reaction, she not only knows what the Corrosion Trace is, but she may not have enough medicine, because this medicine is only in the hands of Leonard and the Quartermaster.
Seeing her reaction, Yin Coin knew that the biggest bargaining chip was in his own hands. His face showed an extremely sincere expression of a goblin profiteer: "Sister Patri, do you believe that there is a power that can completely cure the disease?"
Traces of corrosion? Just like me."
Like you? Patri's expression couldn't help but become cautious.
Good guy, if Lisa knew that she dared to rebel against the cultivator of light by relying on a bottle of essence with silver coins, she would definitely give him a thumbs up.
…
In order to receive the supplies in exchange for silver coins, Ange came to the control room and prepared to learn how to control the teleportation array.
"Teach me." Ange pointed at the coordinate system diagram and said to Negris.