After Snorri decided to ride on the armed caravan formed by the High King and serve as the security captain to do trade and make money, he began to search for relevant knowledge in his mind.
But unfortunately, the original owner of the body was a bit industrious and indifferent to the grains. Although it was not to the point where he thought the food came out of the kitchen, he had no idea where the money came from.
Clear understanding.
Snorri sat on the chair and sighed. He decided that instead of thinking on his own, it would be better to ask professionals. It happened that his aunt Sonia the Arguer was the person in charge of the clan's foreign trade.
Snorri stood up thinking of this. He first went to tell Johnson that the Strong Shield work had been negotiated, and then left his room with two guards. He walked all the way outside the clan. According to his memory, due to
The aunt is married and lives in her husband's house.
When passing by the clan square, he saw a group of dwarves wearing meteorite equipment training. Seeing Snorri's figure, they cheered, "The choice of the respected goddess!"
Snorri was stunned for a moment before he realized that these people were his anvil guards. After waving to them, he continued to walk out.
Aunt Sonia did not marry far away. When she got married, Thorgren the Grudge was not yet the High King. She was married into the local clan as the daughter of the miner captain of the Dekazkrad clan. Her husband was a very powerful man.
Some enterprising businessmen often travel abroad.
Snorri came to her aunt's store in the Central Square, "Hey, Master Snorri, the goddess's choice! What kind of wind brought you to me!" Sonia smiled very happily.
After giving Snorri a chair and a cup of coffee, the two briefly chatted about Snorri's experiences in Torrent Pass.
"Is there anything I can do to help you here? My husband originally said he was going to visit you in the next two days. He also has to run orders for the caravan at the end of the month, but I have to rely on you to look after him!"
Aunt Sonia got down to business.
"Well, Auntie, I plan to organize an expedition team when I come back from this trip," Snorri replied.
"Then what? You are just a cousin. He is not good at hitting. Don't hit him, hahaha." Aunt Sonia said quickly.
"I feel that I lack enough funds. Isn't this trip to escort the caravan? I also want to take the opportunity to do some business, but I don't know what to sell at the moment. Isn't this the time to ask my smart, capable and strategizing aunt?
Huh?" Snorri flattered him beautifully.
"Well, that's true. Although the amount of gold and silver in our clan is no less than that of the greenskins in the valley, there are also a lot of people! Even if my brother is the Supreme King, he won't be able to persuade the elders to give you too much support."
Aunt Sonia took a sip of coffee and nodded.
"Where are you going? Going north?"
"No, the ancestor goddess guided me to go south!"
Hearing the goddess's name, Aunt Sonia couldn't help but sit upright.
"Then you have to go, so you have to go by sea, but this is good news for you." Aunt Sonia did not continue, she returned to the topic.
"Well, instead of deciding what to sell first, you might as well think about who you want to do business with."
"What do you mean? Isn't the caravan passing by the dwarf forts along the way?" Snorri asked in confusion.
"I mean, do you want to sell things to our dwarf compatriots or human friends? You know, the Black Mountains and Gray Mountains have closer ties with the humans below the mountains than the Eternal Peak." Aunt Sonia knew that
Nori didn't have much experience before, so he explained patiently.
"If you want to do business with our dwarf compatriots, I can give you a clear path. The first stop of the caravan is Karak-Domar. Oh no, this was in the past. It should be your brother's card now.
"Lak-Vine" Aunt Sonia slapped her forehead.
"Karak-Domar, Bergman's brewery is nearby. If you pass by and buy a few cars, you won't have to worry about selling them along the way, but you won't make much money. You can only use them as pocket money."
"Why is this? Isn't Bergmann's wine famous throughout the old world?" Snorri didn't understand again.
"You are stupid, kid, Joseph Bergman is selling it himself! All you can earn is the price difference of the High King's exemption from caravan tolls."
"Hum, isn't that a waste of time?" Snorri lost interest in this.
"Isn't the traditional product of our dwarves weapons and equipment? How about going to Master Fire Eyebrow to get some goods?"
Aunt Sonia frowned when she heard this. She was speechless at Snorri's naivety. "Who are you selling to? Which mountain fortress doesn't have its own master blacksmith? Selling to human friends means robbing the local compatriots.
Business? Besides, your weapons have no price advantage."
"If you ask me, you might as well hang out at the Rune Blacksmith Guild and take orders! Don't you get three or five oaths for each rune you carve? If you are short of clients, I can introduce them to you."
Aunt Nia is a little angry. She has a bad temper.
Snorri thought that with his tycoon production style of using dragon blood, if he accidentally made a mistake, he might not only lose money but also have to pay for it.
There is not much difference between seal carving and weapon forging in essence. They are both types of work that make you perfect with practice. Only by becoming proficient can you speed up production efficiency and reduce the rate of defective products.
"The Ancestor Goddess urged me more urgently. I may not have the time to do so." Snorri did not tell the truth. Although the real reason for his urgency was knowing the existence of the End of Time, it was undoubtedly appropriate to bring out the Mother Goddess at this time.
Much.
"Alas!" Aunt Sonia sighed. She leaned back and continued to analyze with Snorri.
"You want to say that what other mountain forts don't have is nothing more than high-quality weapons and precious jewelry, but these things are mainly made to order, just like what you saw at the blacksmith guild that day, the caravan returning from the previous year brought
Come and ask for a deposit, and the balance will be recovered after delivery in the second year.”
Snorri nodded, this was the same as what he had learned. "It's not impossible to sell the finished product directly, but it's difficult to sell it, and I don't know if you have enough capital."
Snorri shook his head when he heard the word "capital". With his current savings, according to the standards of dwarf nobles, he can be considered destitute.
"Let's talk about humans. What kind of trade can I do with them?"
"Crafts?" Aunt Sonia asked with an uncertain tone. In her opinion, these things, like beer, can at most make up the entire tax difference.
"Well, tell me, what if I sell arms?" Snorri suddenly had an idea. He remembered that the mountain fortresses along the way were not too big, and they might not have their own arms factories.
Thanks to Chumo Weiliang, book friend 150916065400735, bookworm monthly ticket who loves dragons and other book friends for their recommendation tickets. I will update it in the evening.