Chapter 27 It's Amazing to Be Tall!
a finger?
Fiona frowned. "What do you mean?"
"At the end of the year, mint grass can bring us at least 10,000 gold coins, pure income!"
Because of the lag in Plandal's transportation and audience issues, Dunn's estimated data is very conservative. In fact, if you are optimistic, the economic value of Mint is higher.
But this is not the earth after all, and the economy here has not yet developed to the point where people can freely choose snacks, so the scope of consumers may be smaller.
"Ten thousand gold coins? Are you sure?"
Fiona's eyes widened. If it was in the heyday of the Golden Rose family, Fiona would not even bother to do a business of 10,000 gold coins a year, but the problem is that now the Golden Rose family no longer exists, and she has It's extremely abject, if it wasn't for Tang En's taking in, I'm afraid it would have become the private property of the bandit now.
Not to mention 10,000 gold coins, even if it is 5,000 gold coins, she is willing to do business with 1,000 gold coins!
"Of course it is!"
Tang En nodded with great certainty: "How about it, do you dare to make this bet with me?"
"Of course I dare!"
What is Fiona afraid of? Rather, she would rather lose the bet herself, so that she can prove that she did not choose the wrong person.
"Very good, Elsa, Illya, you two testify, before the end of the year, I will use this mint to earn at least 10,000 gold coins, if I win, then your sister Fiona will fight me for the rest of my life. work, she is not allowed to go back."
"Good good!"
Ilya raised her hand very happily: "Gods are above, witness everything!"[e1]
As soon as she finished speaking, there was a dull thunder in the sky, and Fiona said with a bitter face: "Illya, your prayers shouldn't really be heard by the gods..."
Ilya stuck out her tongue, a little embarrassed.
Dunn's heart froze after noticing this phenomenon. If the gods of Prandal can really listen to the prayers of mortals in the lower realm, then oaths may not be made casually in the future.
Dunn originally planned to instruct Elsa to find someone to pick and transplant the mint, but the thunder just now made him a little nervous. To be on the safe side, he decided to pick some and go back to test it.
After a few people picked a large bag of mint by the river, they went back happily. Elsa and Ilia went home after parting with Dunn. Fiona continued to take over Ellington's affairs. En was just taking office, and she acted as a hand-off without meeting the staff in the town. These things could only fall into her hands.
Whether it's a small postman or a powerful tax collector, Fiona has to make sure that everything about Ellington is in her hands.
And Dunn has just issued a pioneering decree, she must improve it.
What about Dunn?
Go back to the lord's mansion and threw the mint grass into the house, then went to find Brian.
Brian is tossing his house at the moment.
"Big brother! You're here just in time! Look at this house that Fiosa made for me, it's a joke!"
Brian was indignant: "Such a big door! Such a high bed! And the sink—the hammer-forging beard! Did she forget that I'm a dwarf!?"
Dunn clapped his head: "We really forgot about this... But it's your fault, why did you have to drink so much last night? Fiona was almost drunk - her name is Fiona! Fei! Oh! Na!"
"It doesn't matter what it's called, anyway, I can't recognize it."
Brian waved his hand and said, "This room needs to be changed, it needs to be changed a lot--I'm going to cut off the legs of the bed, big brother, do you mind?"
"Don't mind...wait! I didn't come to you to talk about this!"
Tang En was almost surrounded by him, and hurriedly said, "I have a few things for you to help build."
"Oh? There's work to do so soon?"
Brian was very surprised: "But I have to get an anvil furnace or something? Or will I bite it out for you?"
"The furnace and anvil can be borrowed temporarily from the blacksmith shop."
As a lord, you should have the right to borrow an anvil and a furnace, right?
"That's it, let's talk about the room later, let's go."
Brian was also very refreshing, he left his things and was ready to go out.
Tang En looked a little distressed at the treasure-level warhammer thrown by Brian on the ground, shook his head secretly, and followed such a master, how unlucky this guy is...
The two left the lord's mansion and arrived at the blacksmith shop within a few steps.
Brian yelled, "Is anyone there? Is there anyone alive?"
Tang En raised his hand and slapped it: "Be polite!"
Brian covered the back of his head and jumped his feet: "You should be polite! You can slap anyone's head just because you are tall!? He is so tall! Humph, when the dwarf brother sees me, I will exclaim, 'Oh my God, you are so tall' Well, I haven't seen me slap the back of their heads!"
Dunn looked at Brian with inexplicable pity, so dwarves could only show off their height in front of dwarfs and goblins...
"What kind of look are you looking at? Ah? What look? I tell you, don't look down on the people of the earth, be careful with your knees, you know!? Back then, a blind orc stinky boy looked at me with that kind of look, and was I slapped him hard on his knees, and guess what? This guy's going to have to retire at the border post now!"
Maybe Brian's voice was really too loud, and finally woke up the people inside. After only hearing a bang, a unkempt guy opened the curtain.
"Who are you? What are you arguing about? Take whatever you like. The price is marked. Just throw the money on the counter."
Tang Enhe said kindly: "Uncle, we don't buy anything."
"Don't buy anything? Why don't you call me if you don't buy something? Waste of time!—Huh? Wait? This voice is... Lord Lord!"
The unkempt blacksmith was suddenly stunned, recognized Tang En, and was overjoyed: "Lord Lord! What are you here for? To buy equipment? Armed soldiers? Are we going to war? Are we going to place an order? How much armor? How much? Weapons?—Wait, let me get a notebook and do the math!"
Before Dunn could speak, the overexcited blacksmith rushed back.
Dunn was stunned.
Ellington is the only blacksmith shop. This blacksmith is also a craftsman that has been passed down from generation to generation. His craftsmanship is not worse than that of blacksmiths in big cities, but it is his tragedy to stay in Ellington.
Ellington is too remote, and there are too few people. There are not many adventurers to see all year round, and few people buy the armor and weapons he made. The biggest business he did before was for Huo Huo. The private soldiers of Ge got a set of simple armor, and they paid the IOU and still haven't given it to him, and they were finally given to the bandits by Hogg, which is considered to be the enemy...
When the blacksmith came out again, he not only held a notebook, but also a note.
He scratched his head and laughed, revealing his dark front teeth: "Lord Lord, I suddenly remembered that Lord Hogg owed me some equipment money before, now you are Lord Lord, this Is the money..."
The blacksmith was also very uneasy. In fact, he didn't have much hope of getting the money back, but he heard that Lord Lord is a good person, so he planned to give it a try.
"How much?"
Although Hogg is a scumbag, Tang En still needs to clean up the mess he left behind, otherwise the reputation will be bad, and the team will not be easy to lead...
"Not much, not much, a total of twenty-five sets of simple armor and twenty-five standard long swords, the scabbard is a gift, a total of..."
The blacksmith raised a finger cautiously.
"One hundred thousand gold coins!?"
Dunn was startled.
"no no!"
The blacksmith shook his head hastily.
"Ten thousand gold coins..."
Dunn secretly said that it was fine.
"Neither!"
The blacksmith almost cried: "One thousand gold coins..."
So Dunn was embarrassed. He had just fooled Fiona with one finger in the morning, and was frightened by the blacksmith again in a blink of an eye.
Because he was used to buying and selling equipment and seeing big money before, Tang En did not expect that twenty-five sets of armor and weapons would be so cheap, so he readily agreed to pay the money, but correspondingly, the blacksmith would share the blacksmith shop and let cloth Lane uses.
In this way, he also saves himself getting another furnace and anvil.
"Yes, of course... But Lord Lord, who is Brian?"
The blacksmith was a little confused.
Brian was furious: "You hateful, stupid human being! Don't you just look forward with your eyes in front of you, don't you know how to lower your head!?"
The blacksmith lowered his head, and was startled: "Short, short, dwarf!?"
"That's right!"
"Master Brian, please take your seat!"
The blacksmith hurriedly moved a chair for Brian, and was so excited that he almost had a brain hemorrhage.
Brian smiled proudly. The dwarves' reputation among humans, especially among human blacksmiths, is no longer enough to explain the actual situation.
In fact, the blacksmith met the dwarves almost as much as the patriarch.
After all, the forging skills of humans are still learned from dwarves...
There is a rumor among blacksmiths that as long as you see a dwarf and get a few pointers from the dwarf, you can immediately break through the shackles and become a master blacksmith or even a grandmaster!
So, in the blink of an eye, Dunn was forgotten by the blacksmith, and stood beside him stupidly, watching him pour water and rub his shoulders for Brian, very attentive.
Brian looked at the shriveled Dunn, feeling very comfortable. The feeling of sitting on a chair and looking at others is just one word - cool!
"Master Brian, my name is Edgar, I'm a family blacksmith, that, this... ahem, it's my honor that Master Brian can use my furnace and anvil, but I don't know when the master forged, Can I stand by and study?"
Edgar made his request carefully.
Brian's master style: "Well, it's not impossible, but I won't teach you. How much you can learn depends on your own understanding!"
Edgar was delighted: "Thank you, Master!"
"Um!"
Brian nodded heavily and looked at Dunn: "Speaking of which, big brother, what do you want me to build?"