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It is no wonder that anyone who finds a row of Salander riders in fine chain mail and armed with scimitars standing by the wall at the edge of the hall cannot help but tremble in their hearts.

But there was no way, no one wanted to give up this salt trade, so they could only bow to Kant.

"It is a great pleasure to see you, Lord Baron!"

These merchants appear extremely humble.

"Hmm." Kant nodded, sat in his seat and didn't even move, accepted their salute peacefully, and just said lightly: "Sit down, there are a lot of people coming, and if you don't have a seat, then stand." ”

Here's who he is.

He is a baron, just because these lowly merchants are not of the same noble class as him.

Even if there was no preparation or entertainment, this group of merchants still did not dare to say anything, but looked at each other, discussed in a low voice, and asked those merchants who had high-ranking nobles behind them to sit down first.

Merchants are likewise by class and status.

As for those small merchants, ordinary merchants, they could only stand and watch with laughter.

But there were only 30 people who could come in.

Except for 10 people who sat on both sides of the long table in the post hall and smiled respectfully at Kant, the other 20 people all stood at the end of the long table and listened quietly.

Obviously, someone wanted to eat meat, someone wanted soup, and it was agreed upon when they entered the station.

Kant saw it, but he didn't care.

As long as his salt can be sold, he doesn't care who can buy it and who can sell it.

Rolf also stood behind the door.

Although he didn't understand commerce, he came to this hall to protect the safety of Lord Kant, as well as to guard against any unusual anomalies outside the post station, and to be in the center when the time came, so that the cavalry who were already secretly on guard and were waiting on their respective horses could react quickly.

He was born into a nobleman and a fierce bandit leader, so he had a deep understanding of the cunning of nobles and the cunning of merchants, as well as the outlaws of bandits.

Don't be afraid of 10,000, just in case!

But in the hall, Kant was relaxed and talked about the salt trade with these merchants with a normal face.

There is no need for too much nonsense, Kant who has already taken the initiative and said directly: "I have 400 bags of finished fine white salt here, each bag of 100 large silver coins, which can be supplied every week, and I promise that in a month, the supply will reach 1,000 bags per week, I don't know which of you can eat it!" ”

The merchants looked at each other, but no one could answer, but they just looked at Kant and his acquaintances in a daze, looking a little stunned.

Business exchanges, how can there be such a simple and rude turn over their hole cards.

But Kant looked at them, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was slightly mocking.

Stretched out his hand and knocked on the table, and said lightly: "If any of you feel that it is unacceptable, you can leave this desert, and whoever thinks you can cooperate, then set the rules, 100 big silver coins per bag of salt, not high or low." ”

"Uh... For the price..."

A businessman tentatively spoke: "If the production is too much, the Lion Duchy will not be able to digest it, do you want this price, I think it may be able to reduce it..."

"Huh." Kant laughed, making no secret of his sarcasm.

looked at him and said indifferently: "It's 100 big silver coins per bag, you can leave if you think it's expensive, what about the salt trade, I know better than you, the creatures of the entire human countries and wilderness tribes like these white flowers and flowers, you can buy them if you want, if you don't want to..." ”

"It's... The merchants were even more stunned.

Immanuel Kant is at ease.

This is the advantage of the monopoly, and as a monopolist, the rules are set by him.

No matter how harsh and stingy the rules are, the monopoly advantage is always in his hands.

These businessmen want to make money?

Then you have to pinch your nose and choose to follow Kant's simple, clear, and domineering rules!

But Kant did not give them a way to live, in fact, although the salt trade of human countries is 200 large silver coins per bag, but if it is in the salt panic season, there are 400 large silver coins.

After all, it would take months for a caravan of salt to travel to and from the dwarven kingdom.

It wasn't peaceful along the way.

If there is an accident, after a delay of a month or two, the nobles and big businessmen want to hold a banquet, then they have to spend a lot of money to purchase fine white salt, especially the Nanjun Territory and the Eastern County Territory are developed due to trade, and they are generally extravagant and wasteful, and each banquet will waste a whole sack of fine white salt, which is a large consumer of this kind of salt!

Now Kant's 400 bags of fine white salt are at most less than half a month's worth of the Lion Principality, after all, those nobles have been feasting every day in order to pass the time.

In addition, there is a tradition of giving salt to elite troops as an additional bonus, which exacerbates the consumption of salt.

Even if it is 1,000 bags of fine white salt, it is nothing scattered throughout the Duchy of Lion.

If they are scattered among the nations of mankind.

It's even more thin and pitiful!

Otherwise, there would be no endless caravans going to the dwarven kingdom, risking the dangers of the wasteland, just to trade salt, and it is not possible to earn a large amount of silver coins!

Now, there is no need to risk your life.

You don't need to waste too much time, and you can easily get a lot of fine white salt.

This kind of monopoly also represents huge profits!

"Lord Baron! Our caravan is willing to cooperate! Willing to cooperate! ”

"That's right, Lord Baron, our caravan is willing to do your bidding!"

The merchants reacted immediately.

All of them stood up and saluted Kant respectfully, and they were extremely deferential.

"These 400 bags of white salt are the commodities of this trade, you can divide them." Kant still looked slightly mocking, without the slightest shy movement, he still sat in his seat and said lightly: "If you can trade with the Golden Eagle, then use the Golden Eagle to trade, I am afraid of trouble, if you use the Golden Eagle to trade, you can calculate it according to the price of the black market." ”

"Thank you, Lord Baron, for your kindness!"

"Your Excellency the Baron is truly benevolent!"

"Your kindness, Lord Baron, puts us to shame!"

The merchants were overjoyed.

According to the black market price to purchase the market price of salt, the profit can be skyrocketed several times!

They don't care what Kant wants the Golden Eagle to do, anyway, this is also a kind of currency, although it is high-level, but this time they really brought a lot, each caravan has a point of Golden Eagle, and they can swallow this batch of fine white salt in full!

But just as they were talking, a desert bandit walked briskly outside.

"Lord Lord, Lord Rolf."

He saluted first, and then solemnly reported: "I found a strange cavalry unit in the south, numbering about 600 people, it seems... The comer is not good! ”