Chapter Two Hundred and Eight: The Crazy Merchant
(ps: Ten thousand rewards for the puppet brothers)
Although Bishop Edo is not as good as the Bishop of the Gods of the Sariya God System in the status of Regisk City, he is definitely a big man with a head and a face, and his strength is unfathomable. Such a big man openly announced that a magician was going to build a city in the Red Earth Wasteland, which immediately caused a huge sensation.
All the merchant forces in the city of Rygisk went crazy at once. To build a city, the amount of material needed is absolutely astronomical. Especially in a place like the Red Soil Wasteland, where there is nothing and so bad, even transporting drinking water requires a huge amount of gold coins.
All the merchants of Naregisk were like wolves that smelled meat and bones, and they were running around, asking for information. Jim couldn't hold it back, so he could only sigh helplessly and give up his plan to eat alone.
The merchants of Regisk City tried their best to find out, and at great cost, they finally found out from the mouth of Bishop Edo that the Grand Magician Ian would hold an investment conference in the Rydsk Grand Hotel in three days. At present, only a few large business groups have received invitations.
The small and medium-sized businessmen of the city of Rygisk began to desperately search for an invitation to the investment conference.
Those big business groups sent people to frantically look for invitations in the garbage heap - the invitation sent to them by Yang Feng was regarded as a scam by them and thrown directly into the trash.
Three days later, outside the Grand Hotel Rydgisk, a luxurious carriage stopped from time to time, and from among the luxurious carriage came a richly dressed man and entered the hotel directly.
A luxury carriage stopped in front of the hotel, and from the carriage, Jim's somewhat fat body was squeezed out. He stepped down from the carriage, glanced at the luxury carriage parked near the hotel, and let out a sigh of chagrin, as if his father and mother had died. Crying with a sad face.
"Isn't this our Jim? Why, you're here too? Didn't I remember you telling me it was just a shoddy, ugly hoax? I remember you saying that there could be no fool in a place like the Red Wastes to build a city. ”
One was dressed in fancy clothes and had short blue hair. A middle-aged man with two well-groomed mustaches above the corners of his mouth walked over, his eyes hiding anger, and sneered coldly. It was precisely because of Jim's words that he threw the invitation letter sent to him by Yang Feng directly into the trash can, but afterwards he had to rummage through the trash can and find it with great effort, so he was naturally angry with Jim.
Jim cried and said with a look of unbelieving, "Randy, I'm also out of sight for a while. Who would have thought. Would anyone really build a city in that red moor where birds don't? If it weren't for Bishop Edo, I wouldn't believe anyone would build a city there. Don't you think so?"
Randy sneered, "Hehe, I heard that a few days ago, you accompanied a magician to the slave market to shop and made a lot of money. Even good things like the Magic Power Stone have been gotten a lot. Do you still say you don't know?"
Jim said quietly, "I'll sell you fifty magic stones for 800 gold coins each!
Randy weighed in. A smile appeared: "Good!"
At this point, Randy continues to dwell on it. It didn't work either. Jim has made amends to him. He also didn't mind joining forces with Jim to suppress those small and medium-sized merchants.
As soon as he entered the hotel, Jim saw the leaders of the large and small merchant groups in Regisk City, and he couldn't help but frown slightly.
On a high platform in the center of the hotel, Yang Feng slowly walked to the high platform, and his eyes immediately shot from below. Concentrated on him.
Yang Feng smiled slightly and said, "I'm glad everyone is here, I'm Ian! a magician who is about to build a city on the Red Earth Wasteland!"
Yang Feng smiled faintly and said, "I built a city on the red soil wasteland, and I need a lot of materials. Water, food, weapons, clothing, and all kinds of supplies are needed. I'm inviting you to make you rich! I'm here to set a floor where each of you bids to ensure that you have at least 40 percent of your profits. Otherwise, you will not be allowed to participate in the auction!"
In the venue of the hotel, there was a round of applause. The leaders of the merchant groups were all red-eyed. This is the first time they have seen a man slaughter his own fat sheep.
Jim had already planned to cut the price to force those leaders of the merchant group to withdraw, but now he was also thrown out by Yang Feng as a bait, which made him feel hot and his eyes were red.
Yang Feng smiled: "However, when a new city is established, the most lacking thing is the population. I need a lot of slaves, preferably human slaves. Every month, the merchant group gets me more human slaves, so I can get more share. Of course, I'm willing to pay a high price for those slaves!"
One of the leaders of the merchant group stood up and said loudly, "Lord Ian, I am willing to give you twenty female slaves privately! ”
Yang Feng smiled and said, "What's your name?"
The leader of the merchant group straightened up and shouted, "My name is Sam!"
Yang Feng smiled and said, "What business do you want to do?"
Sam said, "I want to be in the clothes business. ”
Yang Feng said boldly: "Very good, as long as you can supply it, then we only need you to supply it, there is no problem with the quality, and it meets our requirements." Then our clothes will be provided by you later. ”
Sam was thrilled and said, "Thank you!!"
Yang Feng currently has hundreds of slaves in his hands, and the number will only exceed a thousand in the near future, and those slaves plus the clothing of everyone in the new city is definitely a big deal. Moreover, Sam can also earn a huge amount of money from Yang Feng's hands by selling a hundred slaves, and Sam will get a huge profit from it.
Yang Feng said: "As a reward for you, I will use the Demon Energy Stone to pay for your goods!"
Sam excitedly said, "Thank you, sir!!"
"Lord Ian, I will send you 10 female slaves privately, and I can transport 80 slaves to your new city every month!"
“.......”
Below, all the leaders of the merchant group were excited, and they were very excited to offer prices.
Jim and Randy are forced to join in the carnival bidding.
Amid the cheers of the leaders of those merchant groups, Yang Feng signed a contract with them under the witness of the priest of the God of Contract.
Once a contract is made under the witness of the God of Contracts, the contract takes effect. If you break the contract, you will be attacked by divine power.
"It's really turning your hands into clouds and turning your hands into rain!"
Jim let out a long sigh as he watched the leaders of the merchant groups scramble to sign a contract with Yang Feng, his heart filled with mixed feelings.
Originally, Jim also planned to use his power in Reggisk City to do something, so that Yang Feng had to rely on himself more. It's best to have a monopoly on everything you need to build in the Red Wasteland.
Now the leaders of those merchant groups are scrambling to serve Yang Feng one by one and sign a contract with him. Completely shattered his illusions.
In the back garden of a villa in the city of Rygisk.
Baron Gerald held a glass of red wine in his hand, and with a gloomy face, he slowly shook the wine in his hand.
A handsome man sitting in front of Baron Gerald chuckled and said, "Gerald, I heard that Archmage Ian is going to the Red Earth Wasteland to build a city, and this is a big fat sheep. Don't you want to kill him and get revenge?"
Gerald smiled coldly and said, "Anlotes, you don't have to provoke me! he is a great magician, and I don't want to be killed by a great magician." There are so many ways to kill people with magic!"
Anrotheis sneered, "That's right, we don't have any chance of winning against a great magician. A single look will be killed by him with strange magic. However, the Great Mage's magic is powerful, but the number of spell slots he can remember in a day is also limited. Eight second-level spells, twenty-four first-level spells, one hundred and eight level-0 tricks. That's what a great magician can do in a day. As long as that man's life consumed his spells, he was like a tiger with its teeth pulled out, vulnerable. ”
Gerald pondered for a while, shook his head slightly, and said, "His spell slot is enough to destroy an army of hundreds, and our private soldiers will collapse under his spells." ”
Although Gerald had many private soldiers under his command, his private soldiers would collapse when they died to a certain extent. Although he coveted the wealth of a great magician, Gerald was still very sensible and knew that a great magician was not easy to deal with. The 2,000 private soldiers under his command are a valuable asset to the family, and they may not be able to kill a great magician.
Anrotheis whispered, "We can let the wind go and let the people of the Elven Empire and the group of robbers of the Orc Empire do it." ”
Gerald's eyes lit up and said: "That's right, he bought the pair of elven mother and daughter flowers, as long as the news leaks out, those long ears will definitely not let him go." And the greedy, dirty, and stupid beast robbers of the Orc Empire will never let go of such a big fat sheep. ”
Anrotheis said meaningfully: "We can hide and watch the situation! If he wins by then, we can get out of the way in time." If he and those guys lose, we'll just come out and annihilate them in one fell swoop. A great magician's net worth is absolutely rich!!"
Gerald's eyes flashed with a hideous color, his eyes flickered a few times, and he gritted his teeth and said: "It's done! You dare to fight with me for a woman, you must kill him! After killing him, that pair of pure-blood elf mother and daughter flowers are mine!"
Anlottes replied cheerfully, "Good!"
The two looked at each other, showed a hint of a smile, raised their glasses, and drank them all in one gulp. (To be continued.) )