Chapter 071. The idea of the salt trade
PS: Writing data I really... I'm sorry. Since I was a child, my math teacher wanted to kill me... I will pay more attention in the future, the data is wrong, everyone can help mention it, and I will correct it quickly.
The water of the lake is clear, with a slight sparkle in the sun's gradual westward inclination.
The temperature is already not as hot as midday.
With this small lake, it seems that the entire sentry oasis has a bit of refreshing coolness.
It may also have something to do with the solar disc installed at the top of the watchtower.
Although they have stepped out of the 500-square-meter shroud area, the mysterious power of absorbing sunlight still faintly affects the surrounding environment, bringing a little coolness.
Stroll around the lake.
Kant was in front, and Fatis and Manid followed behind.
The three of them talked and laughed happily, and the atmosphere got along very well.
Manid was born into a merchant family in the Nord Kingdom, and he was extremely good at talking, and when he communicated with Kant and Fatis, he left no trace of compliments and traction topics, which directly set off this meeting quite cheerfully.
"My lord, this is truly a miracle in the desert."
Speaking softly, Manid sighed, "It reminds me of the Shariz Oasis in the Salander Desert. β
"Hmm, Sharitz." Kant chuckled and shook his head: "That's a prosperous place. β
Sharez was the capital of the Salander Sultanate, a prosperous city located next to the Great Oasis, a desert pearl that was equally important for its economy and military, and Kant naturally understood that it was far from being comparable to the Sentry Oasis.
"But there's already a shadow of Shariz here." Manid smiled and complimented.
"Hopefully."
Kant nodded lightly and said in a comfortable mood: "Everything will be fine." β
"Definitely." Manid Road.
The best way to compliment is to make the other person feel more proud of what they are proud of.
Sao to the other party's G-spot, that's the perfect compliment.
Kant's pride, of course, is to establish "De Herim", and to gain a foothold in this cruel environment of the Naren Desert, making the sentry oasis bigger and allowing his own strength to be fully developed.
Manid's compliment is just right.
"Manid."
Kant turned his head to look at the handsome Nord merchant.
"At your command, my lord." Manid bowed slightly.
"You will be the leader of my caravan from now on, and you will be in charge of commercial affairs from now on." Immanuel Kant gave his appointment: "I think you can do this job very professionally, and it will be easy for you." β
"Everything is according to your arrangement, and I will do my best." Manid nodded in acknowledgement.
Kant smiled and nodded, "Yes." β
The three of them continued to chat happily and spread along the lake.
It's almost dusk.
By the time they walked out of the Consulate, cooking had already begun in the kitchen.
The scent seems to be wafting through.
"The food is almost ready, it's all the same old routine, and if you eat too much, you will feel tired."
Kant shook his head, reached out and touched his nose, the smell of the food made him helpless: "To tell you the truth, dinner is not rich. β
"It will be later." Manid shrugged his shoulders and smiled, "And I don't care about the quality of the food, presumably the Knight of Fatis is the same." After a pause, Manid continued: "Carry on the ideals of your heart, even in the face of adversity. β
"Yes, the desires brought by the tongue are only illusory."
Fatis nodded, he was a knight who adhered to his bottom line, and when he was wandering the continent, he rescued the suffering civilians just to declare justice, and he would not even receive the reward that the civilians were grateful for.
This is also the reason why, in the taverns of the mainland, when Fatis meets Manid, he can have a few drinks.
Both have their own bottom lines and persistence.
"yes." Kant also smiled and nodded, his gaze slightly deep.
He thinks that Manid and Fatis are right.
But looking at the desert in the distance, Kant's mind also silently emerged: "It's just too idealistic." β
If the strength is insufficient, everything is illusory.
And Manid also spoke at this time, interrupting Kant's contemplation: "Lord Kant, there is no need to worry, if our salt is sold to the Lion Duchy, I want to exchange a large amount of supplies and food for it, which will enrich our stomachs. β
"What do you think of this salt trade?" Kant asked.
"High risk, high reward." Manid Road.
"I understand that, but what about the details?" Kant nodded.
Manid groaned, looked up and said, "We will not go deep into the Duchy of Lion, but we will find an agent, and when this agent does not fall, we are safe for the time being." β
"Agent?" Kant was thoughtful.
"That's right." Manid nodded and continued: "We don't have a professional caravan, let alone the capital to ensure the safety of the caravan, and rashly going to the Lion Duchy to do business will not end up very well, so we should look for an agent with sufficient strength and willing to cooperate, and let him open up the salt trade of the Lion Duchy and even other human kingdoms by himself." β
"You mean, to attract the attention of the early stage for us?"
Kant frowned, but said with some disbelief: "I don't think I can hide those who really want to investigate." β
"No, why are we hiding?" Manid shrugged his shoulders and chuckled, "They can know that in this desert, we have a natural salt mine. β
"Please continue." Kant frowned.
Manid said: "I don't believe that anyone will actually gather elite troops to deal with this matter like a war between lords and lords, let alone go directly into the Narun Desert and attack the sentry oasis for seven days, which is not worth the loss." β
The trio continued to walk along the lake to the agricultural area on the north side, where lush date palm groves flourished.
"Your Lord."
A group of Svadian light infantry, holding heavy spears and shields, saluted.
"Well, be vigilant."
Kant nodded and motioned for them to continue patrolling.
However, his brow furrowed slightly, and he asked Manid, "But these nobles will not play in person, but some well-equipped and well-trained bandits will appear. β
"What does that have to do with us?" Manid asked with a smile.
Kant was slightly stunned, as if he had thought of something.
And Manid said simply: "The caravan of the Duchy of Lion is not ours, but the agent's, how to distribute the profits is his final say, not us, and dealing with those nobles is also what this agent needs to do." β
"This isβ" Kant raised his brow slightly, thoughtful.
"That's right." Manid nodded: "The profits we gave to this agent are not for nothing. β
"Huhβ" Kant couldn't help but chuckle.
Turning his head to look at Manid's handsome face, he shook his head and sighed, "Sometimes, I really doubt that you are really Nords, I have the impression that they are all muscular fanatical warriors who jump down from the ship and carry axes and large shields. β
"The Nords are equally prosperous in business."
Manid shrugged his shoulders and quipped, "What is plundered, always needs to be sold, so the merchant is equally important." β
"Hahaha."
Immediately, the three of them burst into laughter.
The atmosphere was harmonious.
Kant was glad that he had acquired Manid, a professional businessman.
Although Fatis does not intervene in business, he has known Manid for a long time and is an old friend.
Go back along the east side of the spring.
On the leveled training grounds, there were already Swadian heavy cavalry running slowly on their horses, or holding spears and maces, and they competed with the light infantry, honing their skills and passing on their experience.
The Svadia Heavy Cavalry, a tier 4 class, is certainly qualified to pass on experience to the Svadia Light Infantry tier 3 class.
Of course, Kant understood the rules of the training ground.
If it is a level 5 class training against a level 1 class, the effect will be better.
But Kant was also satisfied.
Why didn't the previous conversation say what to do if those bandits came to the desert and attacked the sentry oasis?
Here's why.
I came to the Narun Desert, which was Kant's home turf.
Kant, who firmly occupies this water source, is equivalent to controlling the life and death of all people.
Want to attack?
46 Svadia heavy cavalry and 41 Svadia light infantry have long been waiting to be seen.
The 20 Ravenston Ranger are even more relaxed.
Although the number of troops is about 100 people, all of them are elite!
Gangsters want to make trouble?
I'm going to be killed!
Even if you are lucky enough to escape, the seven-day journey from the Sanwaya Mountains is a road to death.
Without water, you can only turn into miserable dried corpses.
The vitality of human beings is not as tenacious as that of gnolls.
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