Unlike the market outside, when entering the black market, no vendor greeted Rhodes. They were like old citizens who had eaten well and had nothing to do. They looked at everyone who came in with pairs of eyes like butchers. If they found that they were coming,
If you are not here to do business, you will be kicked away immediately. It is very different from the noisy market outside. Most of the people here sit quietly in the corner and talk about their own things.
There is no unified management of the black market. There are dark basements going down level by level. The deeper the level, the more valuable the things sold. The upper levels mostly sell low-end goods, ores, handicrafts, salt, wine, etc., while the lower levels sell valuable goods.
, such as cold weapons from dwarf workshops, ivory from the north, coffee beans and tobacco from the Arabi region, and even silks, spices from the east, etc.
The source of most of these goods is not so bright. Some flow into the black market through smuggling, some flow into the black market through special power transactions, and some are robbed and stolen. These things cannot be traded openly, so they
When trading in the underground market, the price is usually much lower than in the formal market. Some businessmen will take risks by searching for treasures here for the best interests.
The person Rhodes is looking for is at the lower level of the black market. Joyson is a ruthless smuggler who has been imprisoned twice and was released from prison twice through bribery. He also has many friendships with the city's old officials.
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When Rhodes found him, this guy was talking to a businessman from Tilea. When he saw Rhodes arriving, he immediately put down the business at hand and sat down with Rhodes.
"It's been half a year since we last met? Oh, more than that, eight months, right?"
Joyson took Rhodes to his own room, which was a secret room carved out of the rock wall. There were no windows, no columns, and only simple furniture placed in the room. A red picture from Tyrell
A large carpet was laid flat on the ground, simple but valuable. Since it was spring and it was relatively south, even if there was no fire, the room would not feel cold.
When she first entered the door, the maid took the initiative to give her a sweet kiss and threw herself into Joyson's arms.
"Go get the finest Bretonnian wine and serve it to the lord."
He gave the maid a sweet kiss in return and patted one of the maids on the butt. The woman then walked into the small room next door, swaying her thick buttocks.
"Well, it's been eight months. Although Blackhammer Castle is small, it has a lot of things to do."
Rod sat down and returned.
"You are too serious. Some things can be left to your subordinates. You are a lord and you can make time to enjoy life. If I were you, I would find ten maids to warm my bed. Change one every night. What a life.
, that’s called the life of a lord.”
Sitting opposite Rhodes, Joyson said. A confident smile brushed the corner of his mouth. Obviously, he has his own opinions on enjoying life. The Warhammer world is always full of dangers, so it is better to enjoy life in time. This is
Many human thoughts and hedonism became prevalent in the empire, and it was not just a matter of a year or two.
"I can't live that kind of life. I always have to take the lead for my subordinates. Besides, I have a daughter. I must let her have a pure childhood."
Rhodes replied with a smile.
"Pure childhood? It's just childhood. When she grows up, she will have to face the real world. Do you want to train your daughter to be a knight? A female knight? Haha, don't think about it, people like knights live a good life
The most painful. You know."
Joyson laughed. He lit a cigarette casually, and the smell of tobacco suddenly filled the entire room.
"Well, no matter what, I don't want her to see a drunken father. Besides, there aren't as beautiful women in the north as you do in the south."
Rod was joking.
"South? Beautiful woman? Don't be ridiculous, friend, Blackhammer Castle is less than four days' flight from Baker City. If this place is also called the South, then what is Altdorf called? Tropical?" said the smuggler Joyson.
, "As for beautiful women, Kislev is plentiful, including those Frost Witches. They have fair and delicate skin and first-class figures. I heard that the Snow Queen Katarina is the most beautiful among beauties. She can seduce your soul with just one look.
.If I could sleep with her for one night, I would sell all my property."
Joyson said. His words were full of obscenity and filth, but it is undeniable that most businessmen and middle class people in the empire are like him, living a corrupt life, dreaming of having the most beautiful beauties in the world, and sleeping in a pile of gold coins.
big bed.
Rhodes has been dealing with people like this for more than a day or two. To develop, you need to deal with people from all walks of life. The road to success is never smooth sailing, only bright.
As he spoke, the maid had already brought the wine and filled a glass for Rhodes with a goblet. Then she sat down on Joyson's lap, looking very cute. However, her figure and face were not as good as those of Joyson.
The Caroline half made Rhodes feel a little sick. But Joyson enjoyed it.
"Her name is Betty, a prostitute from the most upscale brothel in Baker City. I bought her as my exclusive maid."
Rhodes tried his best to avoid it and brought the topic back on track.
"Let's get down to business. Have you read the secret message?"
Rhodes asked.
Joyson's expression became serious. He sent the maid to go away and stay away for a while. He had something to talk to the northern lord.
The woman quickly pulled up her clothes and walked away, leaving the smugglers Joyson and Rhodes talking in detail in the closed room.
"There is no problem with other goods. The price is up to you. We are old friends and trust each other. But I really can't help it about the arms. To tell you the truth, I am not familiar with the newly appointed city official.
I heard that he is the nephew of the Grand Duke of Auster, a pretty boy. Before he took office, he basically never left Wolfenburg. He looked down on outsiders, especially those outside the empire."
Joyce said, taking a deep breath from the cigarette, and then exhaled it heavily. The smoke ring slowly rose, like the turbid time, lingering. According to Joyce's description, Rhodes' failure to return to the Iron Claw was almost the same.
Have a preliminary understanding.
"Then you can't stop doing business just because you look down on foreigners, right? Who will be responsible for the financial losses caused?"
Rhodes asked.
"No, no, Rhodes, my old friend, you have stayed in Black Hammer Castle for too long and you no longer understand many things. You should go out and walk around more. The empire issued a new policy half a year ago.
According to laws and regulations, the export of firearms has been reduced, and many places are restricting the use of firearms. Except for the regular army, which is still equipped with large-scale equipment, other places have begun to impose restrictions."
Joyce said, putting out the cigarette in his hand.
"Why?"
"Why? It's very simple. People everywhere are dissatisfied with the rule of the empire. The lower-level civilians have begun to sell iron to arm themselves, buy firearms, and fight against the regular army of the empire. In some places, armed mercenaries will work as long as they have money, and they will accept any job. This
It also indirectly affected the long-term stability of the empire. Therefore, the emperor issued an order half a year ago that arms trade must be strictly controlled in various trades. There must be formal approval procedures before leaving the port. Didn't you notice? Firearms in the black market have changed.
If there is less, the price will also increase. Why? As the risk increases, the price will naturally increase."
Joyson said with a sullen face. Rhodes could guess that this law actually affected him. Not only did his trade income decrease, but the cost of hiring thugs also increased greatly. After all, mercenaries cannot get weapons.
, the quantity will decrease, and the quantity will decrease without decreasing the demand, which means that the price will rise. For a smuggling boss like Joyson, it is impossible for him not to hire thugs. Therefore, without fighting with the new officials
Before the good relationship, Joyson also had headaches.