After a round of banquets, Snorri returned to his guest room. Since he knew Lord Arik-Lufusson's conservative style in advance, Snorri did not communicate with him in depth.
As the saying goes, people with different opinions do not agree with each other. Snorri did not want to waste more words on this matter. This situation must not be solved with words.
Since the Horn Castle is the trade center of this area, the entire convoy will stay here for at least a week. Snorri simply squatted in the room and recalled the rules for arranging telegraphs.
On the afternoon of the third day, Tommy knocked on the door and said, "Cousin Snorri, are you interested in going out for a walk? I know there will be an auction at the largest Jinzun Merchant in the city tonight!" Tommy was excited.
Doing mobilization.
"Well, I think I'd rather..." Snorri was about to refuse. Although he was a little moved, he didn't want to go out and cause trouble, especially when he brought both arms and engineers.
"Go and take a look, my respected goddess, don't you always say that you want to increase your knowledge? This time, in addition to the products of our sons of the mountains, there are also a large number of merchants from humans!"
Tommy then encouraged, "Affected by Gulu's waaagh, many human families were wiped out, and some of the lucky ones that survived had to sell some treasures to raise funds to rebuild their territories. I heard that the categories in this auction are more recent ones.
The richest in years!"
This time Snorri was even more excited, mainly because he knew that the price of goods on the human side might be much cheaper than in the Mountain Kingdom, and he had already realized the inflation that existed here.
But then he thought again, maybe it was for this reason that humans sent the goods to Karak-Hearn and sold them at auction. They would inevitably have to compete with the same wealthy tribesmen, not to mention missing out.
If not, there will still be a premium.
"It's not like you don't know about my financial situation. The pledge money was used to buy the Anvil of Doom. I spent a hundred on the runes on the way. I don't know if the rest is enough! It must not be used."
Snorri picked up the coffee on the table and took a sip. The Horn Castle is close to the Human Empire, and the Border Prince Territory also produces coffee, so the price of coffee here is lower than that of Eternal Peak, and the quality is better.
He asked Tommy to buy a lot in the past few days, and planned to take some back to Karaz-a-Karak to give to Aunt Sonia as a thank you for his generous help.
"As for ordinary gold coins, cousin, you were not there when I borrowed money from my aunt, and you were also responsible for the subsequent sale and purchase of arms. You don't know how much I have? You won't be able to get anything good if I go there!"<
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Snorri told the truth, and his well-founded analysis made Tommy a little embarrassed.
Cousin Tommy scratched his head and confessed:
"Well, actually I want to go on my own, but Bahrain and Bream also have this idea. We asked for a ticket in your name, but today the organizer told us that you need to come in person to be valid." p>
"Alas, the trees are still but the wind is not stopping!" Snorri sighed and dropped his book bag. He nodded and agreed.
"Help me summon the guards of the Hammer of Eternity and let them change into uniforms so that they don't stand out too much!" Snorri ordered. He opened the cabinet and took out the remaining four hundred oath gold and put it into his arms, although he didn't intend to
Whatever you want to buy, it won’t hurt you to bring it with you.
Soon, Captain Glenson appeared with five guards. They did not wear the iconic blue uniforms, but exposed their armor directly like normal hammer guards.
However, their strong bodies and long snow-white beards still tell the world that they are extraordinary. Since only ten people can enter with one pass, Snorri did not bring all his guards.
Tommy led the way, and the group quickly reached the central square of the city. At the corner, the rather spiritual businessman took off his backpack and distributed a pile of hooded cloaks to everyone.
They put on their cloaks, covered half of their faces with their hoods, stuffed their beards into the cloaks, hid their weapons in their cloaks, and walked into the chamber of commerce door in front of them.
A dwarf in charge of greeting guests took one look at Snorri and his invitation and quickly let him go. "In private room No. 8, maybe we can add a seat for the ancestor goddess!" The dwarf made a little joke.
Snorri noticed that he also had a human colleague who was responsible for checking the invitations of human guests. When he walked into the private room, the group relaxed.
The auction house is a classic dwarf style. The auctioneer and the goods are located on the deepest steps underground. The seats are fanned out from the steps. The farther away they are, the higher the height is. This ensures that every customer can have a good view. The dwarves and people in the hall
Humans sit in rows to avoid blocking their view.
The private room is carved out of the rock wall and has quite good privacy.
The initial auction items were some rare-quality weapons and equipment, bulk commodities, and some real estate. Snorri showed little interest in this. Among the dwarves present, only Bream, who had never traveled far, could not take his eyes away.
"The service here is quite good!" Snorri thought to himself as he nibbled on the free refreshments provided in the private room. He judged from the products and the voices of bidders that many businessmen in the fleet had also come here.
Through Tommy's introduction, Snorri learned that the goods auctioned at this stage were all valuables, and the reason why they were put up for auction was that the owners were willing to give up some profits in order to realize quick cash.
Just when Snorri was drowsy, the auctioneer's words suddenly attracted him: "The next thing to be auctioned is a batch of firearms from Torrent Pass, first of all, two cannons, they..."
"Oh!" Snorri slapped his thigh, "If I had known, we would have sent our goods for auction!" Snorri felt regretful for his hindsight.
"Don't worry, cousin, the tribesmen in the Gray Mountains need them more. If it doesn't work, we can auction them again when we return." Tommy comforted them.
Snorri gathered his energy and began to pay attention to the auction. While recording the prices, he observed the bidders. These bidders were all his potential buyers!
Soon, he noticed a human. This human was very tall, half a head taller than the people in front and behind him. Although he was wearing a burqa, he could still see the plate armor underneath. Snorri judged from this.
This is a knight.
"He must not be from Bretonnia. The knights there will not buy firearms anyway. If they are knights from the Human Empire, well, they will not come here to buy them. Only Tyrell or the Prince of the Border
Got it." Snorri analyzed secretly in his mind.
This knight is very obsessed with firearms but seems to have average financial resources. He bids for every set of goods but always loses. Snorri sits high and takes in all this.
Thanks to Gray Crow for the reward, the stinky brother who chewed the book, the honest little Baijun, the brave Azheng, Cangyun Bomu monthly tickets and book friends’ recommendation tickets. More updates will be added in the evening.