Two days later, Michael Jack and Big Germi returned with a large group of packhorses. The packhorses were all loaded with goods, and they bought twenty large barrels of rye alone. The happiest person was Markchi, not to mention anything else.
, first opened a large barrel of rye wine and drank it to his heart's content. By the time Claude came downstairs, this guy had already poured three large glasses of rye wine, and his speech was a little unclear.
"Just bought 20 large barrels of rye?" Claude thought to himself that this was not enough. During the rainy season for more than 20 days, a large barrel of rye was distributed to more than 60 people a day, and only half a cup per person per day was not enough.
At the end of the rainy season, it was a rainy and humid day. It was common sense to give some wine to the soldiers to drink to relieve the cold. This was also Claude's move to win people's hearts with his own money.
"Sir, we bought a total of twenty-four barrels of rye, but when we passed Blackstone Village, Chief Murray forcibly left four barrels of rye behind." McJack reported.
Well, forget that there is a bastard over there, Yan Guo plucks his hair. But Claude can't do anything about it, that bastard Murray Ed is his younger brother, and it has become a habit to take advantage of his boss.
I'm used to it. Who calls Claude rich? Everyone knows that Claude is rich, and he won't take advantage of it unless he takes advantage of it...
"Come here, lock this bastard in his own room and don't let him out without my order. He won't be allowed to have a drink for the next three days, and whoever gives him a drink will have his portion deducted." Claude kicked.
Mark Qi, who is already drunk, is still addicted to alcohol with this amount of alcohol, haha...
Two soldiers dragged Markchi up from the ground and took him to his room. They locked the door from the outside when they came out.
"Gemmy, go find some boards and nail the window of his room outside to prevent this bastard from climbing out of the window to steal wine." Claude gave the second order.
"As you command, sir." Big Germi went to find boards, hammers and nails.
"Tell people to move all the rye wine into the warehouse. Everyone can drink a large glass today. Mike, please register, and you will be responsible for dispensing the wine in the future."
"Yes, sir." Mike replied and then reported: "Sir, we also bought fifteen boxes of kale, a box of twelve bottles."
Oh, this is good. This kind of strong liquor is most suitable for dispelling cold and dehumidifying the body. One small cup a day is enough for each person. And although this kind of strong liquor is of low quality, the soldiers like it very much. The most important thing is that it is not expensive.
It's expensive, a box is about twice as expensive as a large barrel of rye.
"Okay, you move this kale into your room and keep it safe for you and Gimi, and then take it out and distribute it later in the rainy season." Claude said, "What else did you buy?"
"There are many, I hired three packhorse teams alone." Michael reported: "There are rumors circulating in the town that after the army of the Principality of Limodra returns, they will expropriate the merchants' goods due to the shortage of supplies.
, so most of the merchants are selling their goods, and the prices are very cheap. I bought some of the useful ones and spent all the seven gold crowns you gave me. Now the freight for the packhorse team has not been paid yet.
pay……"
"I know, I still have a money bag in the drawer of my office. I'll give you the key. You can use the money in the money bag to pay for the freight of the packhorse team." Claude took out a bunch of keys from his side and threw them to Mai.
Jack himself directed the soldiers to unload the purchased supplies from the pack horses. He also separated the items purchased with his own money from the supplies distributed by the battalion headquarters, and then placed them in the warehouse by category.
Early the next morning, Claude was awakened by the noise of Markchi. This bastard was loudly threatening the two signal soldiers who lived in the utility room on the first floor, asking them to open the door.
He also knocked on the door and made a loud noise.
"Marky, you bastard, if you make any more noise, you will be detained for one more day." Claude went downstairs angrily: "You have the nerve to say that you are an alcoholic with this small amount of alcohol. You drank three glasses of rye and fell asleep.
.If you don’t do anything, you just steal wine, do you still look like a sergeant? So many soldiers are watching, but you get yourself drunk first, and are you dissatisfied with being detained for three days? That is my order
, why are you angry at the two of them!"
Markchi suddenly became honest. He already understood that Claude paid for the rye. He was now penniless. If he wanted to drink, he could only please Claude: "Sir, it's mine."
Wrong, since it is your order, then I will obey it. Just three days, as long as I don’t go out."
Claude went to the kitchen to get himself some food. A soldier came in from outside and said, "Sir, the mayor of Squirrel Village is here. He said you asked him to come."
The old man had seen the large group of pack horses coming last night, so he came over very early in the morning to change something.
"Let him come in." Claude said, and then shouted upstairs to Michael to come down.
He handed over the matter of exchanging mountain goods for supplies with the village elder and the villagers to Michael and asked him to handle the matter. He happened to have just returned from the town where the battalion headquarters was located, purchased a large amount of goods, and knew the prices of mountain goods very well.
, let him handle it to ensure that he won't suffer any losses.
I cooked a large pot of noodles with the flour I just purchased yesterday, cracked a few eggs into it, scooped out two large bowls, ate one bowl for myself, and gave one bowl to Mark Qi who was in confinement. The remaining half of the pot was
Leave it to Big Germi and Mike. Anyway, with Big Germie here, you don't have to worry about what food will be left over.
"Sir, the food you cook by yourself is delicious, even the batter is so delicious." Mark Qi took a big sip of the batter and said, "But I don't understand, why do you have to pay for it yourself?"
The materials purchased with the money are exchanged with the villagers for mountain products. All they have are dried mushrooms and medicinal herbs. What is the use of you in exchange for these things?"
Claude rolled his eyes at him disdainfully: "Do you think my money falls from the sky? I don't deduct military pay, nor do I embezzle military supplies. I just use the current convenience to make some extra money. These idiots are in your hands
It doesn't seem to be very valuable, but here, if it is shipped to a big city, the price will be at least two or three times higher. After the rainy season, I will take these collected mountain freight to the town, and I can sell them at least twice the price.
If I go out, it means that all the materials I purchased this time are in vain, do you understand? This is called business management."
Mark Qi was a little confused: "Experience, how to do business? You mean these mountain products are valuable? But, why don't these villagers take them to the town and sell them themselves?"
"I told you that you don't understand. For the villagers, they don't have many of these mountain products. It's not cost-effective for them to walk two or three days to sell them in the town. If the quantity is not large, they can't sell them at a high price.
, it can only be purchased by small grocery stores. Those grocery stores will keep the purchase price very low, and then resell it to the big businesses after purchasing more, and make a profit from it.
I am now exchanging supplies for mountain goods, and what I do is the work of a small grocery store. For the villagers, it is very cost-effective for them to exchange with me, saving them several days of round-trip travel and expenses on the road, and I give them
The prices are similar to those in small grocery stores. They can exchange supplies directly and avoid having to worry about being peeled off by the shopkeepers when buying things in grocery stores.
For me, I am not at a loss. Although the mountain goods in the hands of a villager are not much, the sum total of so many households in the whole village is not a small amount. And if the news spreads, the villagers in Heishi Village will also do it tomorrow.
Come here to exchange supplies, believe it or not. After the rainy season, I will have a large quantity of these mountain goods, enough to cover the cost of purchasing these supplies, and even earn some money." Claude has no need to hide his plans, because
Even telling everyone that they don't have the funds to do such a thing, not to mention that Claude has already purchased so many supplies.
After drinking the batter, he locked Markchi, who was thinking about this business method, in his own room again. Claude decided to go up the mountain to see the young mage and bring her some useful supplies.
But when he arrived at the warehouse, Claude suddenly realized that he needed to bring too many things. Thinking of the shabby shack, Claude looked at this and thought she would use it, and looked at that and felt that she needed it. He was in a dilemma for a long time.
, remembering that the rainy season was coming soon, Claude decided to bring her some things that would be used in the rainy season first, and wait until after the rainy season to talk about the rest.
Carrying a large bag of things, Claude left the camp and walked up the mountain. At this moment, most of the villagers in Squirrel Village were gathered in the warehouse of the camp, bargaining with McJack for what they needed.
thing.
The path up the mountain from behind Squirrel Village was indeed much faster. It only took Claude more than two hours to reach the woods where the young mage was. After using his exploratory eyes, he avoided the traps densely covered with magic marks.
Claude easily entered the depths of the woods and arrived at the clearing.
The familiar roar of the big black wolf sounded, but this time the big black wolf learned to be smart and knew that he was no match for Claude. Although he was roaring, he hid behind the young mage and did not pounce.
The young mage was still wearing her sack-like clothes made of various kinds of furs. She watched Claude approach. She didn't run away or speak. She just stared at Claude coldly, her eyes filled with tears.
It's hostility and wariness.
Claude found that she didn't have the spear in her hand, but she was holding the spearhead full of gaps tightly. There was also a disemboweled little squirrel on the ground. This should be what she hunted in the morning. Looking at the time, it was already noon.
By now, it should be time for lunch.
"Hey, I'm here again." Claude greeted her, but she ignored Claude.
"You only eat this for lunch?" Claude frowned: "Didn't I give you a lot of food a few days ago? Did you throw it away?"
The young mage didn't reply, but pointed to her shabby shack.
Claude put down the big bag he was carrying, went over to push open the broken wooden door of the shack, and saw that all the food he had left was placed on the table.
Why don't you eat these foods? Claude was about to ask, but suddenly remembered that the rainy season was coming. The young mage kept these foods obviously as a reserve. She couldn't go out to find food on days when the rain poured down...
Returning to the big bag he brought, Claude opened the package: "Fortunately, I came in time. I will get you something delicious at noon."
"This is a bag of flour. It should be enough for you to eat during the rainy season. When mixed with water, it can be made into dough. It can be fermented and baked into bread, or wheat cakes can be baked..."
"This is salt. This big tube is enough for you for half a year. This is spice powder. It will taste better when rubbed on the meat. This is butter, which can be used for frying steaks. By the way, I also brought you a frying pan.
Pots and stew pots, you can cook food and soup. These are tableware. I brought you some when I saw you last time. Here are water cups and spoons. It is best to drink boiled water, not raw water.
, Drinking too much raw water will cause stomachache and may lead to worms..."
"By the way, these are the clothes I brought for you. These underwear are made of fine linen and are very comfortable to wear. But I'm sorry, they are all men's ones, and this is already the smallest size.
If you think it is too big, just make it smaller. There is also this comb, which can comb your hair. This is soap. When you go to the pool to take a bath in the future, you can use this and apply it on your body. It will wash you very clean. This is soap.
Although it can be used for washing clothes, it can also be used for bathing, but it is very rough and will make the skin very uncomfortable. This is toothpaste and toothbrush, for brushing teeth..."
Claude made a gesture of brushing his teeth, but unfortunately the young mage just looked at him coldly, saying nothing.
After being frustrated, Claude had no choice but to take out the last items in the bag: "This is honey bread. My men brought it back from town yesterday. There are raisins in it. It's delicious. You can try it."
You have to eat this early, it can only be kept for five days at most, otherwise it will expire and become moldy. And this, buddy, this is brought for you, fresh sheep's hooves, take it and nibble it."
Claude threw the sheep's hoof in his hand to the big black wolf, but the big black wolf lowered his head and smelled it and was indifferent and did not bite it.
The young mage picked up the sheep's hooves, brought the brazier over, and put the sheep's hooves on it to roast.
"Hey, I brought this to the big black wolf to eat..." Claude said.
The young mage turned her head and glared at Claude, and finally spoke, with a clear and moving voice: "Heifeng never eats raw food!"
"So, it turns out you are not mute..." Claude was stunned and speechless.
"You are the mute!" The young mage turned around and ignored Claude.
"Oh, oh, um, this big black wolf is called Black Wind. Okay, what a good name..." Amid Claude's incoherent surprise, the young mage finally spoke. As long as she could talk to him, it would be fine.
Communicated.
It is not easy to meet a wild mage younger than yourself in your military career. Claude is really curious about her living alone in the mountains and forests...