Tate took a sip of wine and thought slowly: "But the price..."
The delicious wind goose was sitting calmly in front of him with two swords on his back.
Recently, he always felt that his back would turn into five swords sooner or later...
"The price is negotiable, Your Excellency."
Delicious Wind Goose chuckled: "To be honest, I'm not afraid of you lowering the price. After all, we are on the same road. As long as you can keep it secret, even a little more will be a pure profit... It's easy for us. There is indeed no danger in Shelley's collar...
We are in long-term business and will not cheat you."
"You won't talk about business now..."
Consul Tate, who had the same hairstyle as the delicious goose, smiled when he heard this, and his words had a strange dialect flavor: "How can you show your trump card at the beginning?"
"Haha! If those professional mercenaries were there, they would definitely deceive you at this time."
Delicious Wind Goose laughed, showing a calm and reliable temperament: "How dangerous is the road here, what dangers may there be... I wish I could talk about this place as if there is a war, just to deceive those who know nothing.
A fool who understands.
"But I don't think you are someone who wants to be deceived. It's obvious from the first glance that you know your stuff."
Delicious Wind Goose flattered with a smile.
The two smiled and looked at each other.
Under the warm light, two shiny heads shimmered.
After all, they had to follow the caravan into the city.
In other words, the caravan they followed must have a sales point or purchase point in the capital. They were definitely not like those caravans running around in other places and didn't know the king at all.
In this case, it would be too risky to fool the other party by saying "Jiu'er is a runaway young lady from the royal capital".
What if the other party casually asks "Whose family does it belong to?" How should Delicious Wind Goose answer? Or if there is a eldest lady in the royal capital who runs away from home, and then the caravan directly brings the wine to him, what should I do?
It's too easy to get into trouble.
So Delicious Wind Goose simply reversed its thinking.
It’s no longer three people escorting the eldest lady home…
Instead, they were two mercenaries who escorted two priests from the North to the royal capital. But as we all know, Sir Silver's priests had no personal savings. They were taking long-term orders from the local church, so they had already received the money.
Now they plan to make some extra money... taking two priests with them to escort the caravan into the royal capital. By the way, they can earn money for escorting the priests, and since the priests are also in the convoy, they can help treat any danger they encounter.
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Of course, since they have two extraordinary beings and two Silver Lord priests... Although the journey is short, I can't charge too much, right?
This operation makes the barrage full of grass.
Delicious Wind Goose and the others didn't realize it at first, so they still spent money to hire a carriage... After they gradually realized it, they started hitchhiking for free. In the end, they almost arrived at the royal capital, and even
Are you planning to make some more money from others?
The most outrageous thing is that Delicious Wind Goose was actually able to negotiate this business!
"Come on, brother, try this... This is the wine prepared by the wizard. You can't even buy it outside the royal capital."
Tate smiled and poured a glass of golden wine for Delicious Wind Goose in a friendly manner.
The wine liquid is very shallow, about a finger and a half, which is about the size of a mouthful.
Tate said casually: "I remember you just said...your name is Delicious Wind Goose, right? This name is a bit difficult to pronounce."
If you know what this name means, it won't be a difficult question...
Delicious wind goose belly muttered.
Fortunately, when these people pronounce their names, they always use transliteration instead of free translation.
Otherwise, the child should be the most unlucky...
"It's really hard to pronounce. You can call me Goose or Lao Goose. My friends all call me that."
Delicious Wind Goose sniffed it lightly and answered casually.
Judging by the aroma of the wine...the alcohol content of this wine should be quite high.
Based on the player's identity, Delicious Wind Goose is not afraid of poisoning.
So he didn't have any fear, raised his glass and took a sip.
...The taste is surprisingly good, very sweet and not greasy.
"What kind of wine is this?"
Delicious Wind Goose couldn't help but ask.
"It's called 'Honey Lip'. It's a kind of mead made by the wizards of the Black Tower, so the output is not large."
Tate said with a smile: "In addition, it can beautify and aphrodisiac, so the demand is very high. The price has always been high.
"——A bottle of wine like this costs at least five pounds."
Hearing this, Delicious Wind Goose was a little bit tongue-tied.
...Then the bite I just took cost me more than a dozen silver coins?
Thinking about it this way, he felt that the wine tasted better.
After I get offline, I have to buy some mead to try...
Seeing Delicious Wind Goose looking a little greedy, Tate smiled and poured another half of the cup for Delicious Wind Goose: "Old Goose, you are not a Noah, right?"
"Indeed I am not."
Delicious Wind Goose nodded: "But I have been living in Noah for a long time before I became a transcendent."
"Then where is your hometown?"
Tate asked curiously.
The Delicious Wind Goose didn't answer, but just pursed its lips toward the east.
Upon hearing this, Consul Tate guessed: "Winter people? No, it's not like... you are from the United Kingdom?"
"Why didn't you guess that I was a Catholic?"
"The Christian—ha!"
When Tate heard this, the corners of his mouth raised and he almost laughed.
But he thought for a moment: "Hmm... But it's also possible. A refugee from the Theocracy?"
What are the refugees from the religious country?
Hearing the new unfamiliar vocabulary again, Yummy Feng Ge memorized it with a thought.
But Delicious Wind Goose just smiled mysteriously and said nothing.
The information extracted is almost enough.
Just sign the contract first... to avoid causing trouble.
Tate fell silent at this moment.
The second knuckle of his right hand tapped the table unconsciously, lost in thought.
"I said, old goose."
He suddenly touched his bald head and sat up.
The breath smelling of alcohol filled the room as Tate exhaled for a long time.
Consul Tate squinted at the delicious wind goose and lowered his voice: "Do you want to... make more money?"
……Um?
Delicious Wind Goose was slightly startled: "What?"
"Bring me some goods."
Tate whispered, "What do you think of the wine?"
"Very good, rather than very good. Mellow and sweet, sweet but not greasy... What's wrong?"
Delicious Wind Goose replied subconsciously.
When Consul Tate heard this, he narrowed his eyes and smiled.
"Brother..."
He lowered his voice and whispered: "But this is...an imitation."
"Imitation?"
Delicious Wind Goose was startled for a moment.
Brother, what do you mean?
Are you selling fake wine? Can you tell me that?
"You sign a contract first, and then we'll discuss it in detail."
Tate said, bringing a contract to Delicious Wind Goose.
Delicious Wind Goose lowered his head and looked, and a screen of light appeared on his retina.
The system directly extracted the effective content of the contract and listed it for him.
Seeing the contents of the contract, Yummy Feng Goose's pupils shrank slightly.