Rise of Rurik

At that time, everyone saw that Gould's sword cut off the sword of the big chief Ungriff. Gould also put on a face of contempt for Ungriff, as if this guy's so-called discussion was Ask everyone to support him as the new leader.

The merchants thought the sword was a treasure at first, and it was worth spending a lot of money for it.

Because of the comparisons, people can't help but take the lead in the auction. In order to compete to prove their wealth, they start to raise the price!

If Gould is really tired of the life of a businessman and thinks that he can be a businessman and a leader at the same time, the businessmen want to curry favor with this fat guy for their own future interests.

While Ungriff was stunned, more than a dozen merchants chatted and negotiated the price, and Gould also put his sword on the ground and waited to see how the situation unfolded.

The price rushed to a thousand silver coins! Five people have already given up!

Later, the price rushed to 1,300 silver coins, and there were still four people fighting for it.

In the end, when a businessman with a flushed face, the blue veins on his forehead almost exploded, it was this businessman who came up with a crazy price.

"Two pounds of gold! Just two pounds of gold! Don't be with me, this divine sword from the north belongs to me!"

Gould was also taken aback when he learned this price: "Fordgen? You, are you sure?"

The businessman named Fodgen stood up suddenly. At this moment, he was sweating all over, his body was shaking violently, and the excitement in his heart could not be calmed down at all.

Fodgen beat his chest hard: "I never break my promise! Two pounds of gold, buy this sword! I swear on my honor."

"Okay! I'll give you this sword that can cut through everything."

Ungriff, he has witnessed the madness of a group of merchants! Two pounds of gold is twenty pounds of silver! In the final analysis, Ungriff can also take out the money, but if he does take it out, his family will immediately fall into poverty, and even the wages for his servants will not come out, and his life will become difficult.

It ended up with the merchants as if they didn't care about two pounds of gold.

In fact, it is also installed. Merchants usually bleed heavily when they took out 2,000 silver coins. That is, people like Gould would not be particularly painful.

Gould believed that his friends would not break their promises, and the words came back. The businessmen were not very credible, because he had just broken his promise to Ungriff.

Gould deliberately ordered his Yevro to stare at the businessman Fodgen, and said to himself: "When the meeting is over, you take the money to my house, and I will give this sword to you personally. Also, I will give you some You'll be very happy with a different kind of gift."

"Oh?! Is it? I think the brothers will all go back then, like it's done, we're going to buy from you! I'm going to the south, looking for the southernmost tribe, and hopefully you can make a fortune."

"Then I wish you good luck." Saying so, going to the south is a big risk. In case of encountering the Danish gangsters, it will be bad! There is a saying that wealth is sought in danger, and Gould can only wish this friend a smooth journey.

Ungriff's face became complicated,

As if the ceremony was a farce by the merchants.

Ungriff held his old face and watched Gould finish his performance with mixed emotions. With obvious anger, he slowly asked: "Now, it's time for your business to end. Speak, What are you going to say?!"

"Of course I have something to say." Gould knew perfectly well that he had offended the guy. Maybe you're not acting wisely, so what?

Gould first slowly pouted his plump body and stood up, then Xu and Wei Snake bowed gently, and then faced everyone present.

"Friends, I thought about many things before returning to my hometown. I think I should move to the territory of the Rus. Only then can my wealth continue to increase and my wealth can be fully guaranteed."

As soon as these words came out, the merchants were speechless.

Even the great leader Ungriff couldn't imagine Gould's wishes.

"Gould, what did you say?"

"I've decided! I'm going to the Russ!" Gould turned his head to look at Ungriff's eyes.

"You? Don't you spend most of the year with the Rus? Could it be... you're moving? Really?"

"Yeah! I'm just moving. I've made a decision that most of my wealth will move to Roseburg this year, before the first snow falls. Ah my friend!" When he was excited, his face was also very rosy: "In the future, Ankras will lose the richest person like me. In this way, it may give other people more opportunities. Maybe, you will be happy too."

In response, Ungriff responded with a bitter smile for the time being.

hapiness? really happy? !

When it comes to reality, Ungriff certainly doesn't like the wealthy Gould. This man has never had the will to fight for the throne for many years, but no one can ignore the powerful force of this man. In particular, the fifty soldiers raised by this "fat seal" were a group of elites, and they were more effective than the peasants they had assembled.

Ungriff wanted Gould to lose this terrible power, but he didn't want him to leave Uncles forever.

Why? That is, every time Gould returns from the north, he will sell some goods that are useful to the tribe. It is also him who is willing to buy the surplus agricultural products of the tribe, so that the farmers who cultivate the land do not have to row to the Melalen market in person, and make small money as a traveling merchant.

Those merchants who buy agricultural products on the spot from a tribe, who they sell to are theoretically the same. It may have been ten or twenty years, and the Gould family has always been the largest acquirer, and they will not refuse!

The businessmen chatted, and soon, their attitudes became unified, that is, they tried their best to save Gould, who was about to run away.

Since the merchants had such an attitude, Ungriff, who was hesitant, slammed the table.

He was angry, and he could only say in a low voice at this moment: "Can you not leave? You still live in Anklas. Don't forget that you are an Anklas."

"Yeah! I've never forgotten that I'm an Unkrathian wherever I go. I'm just going to put my home in a Ruthian, it's my freedom. You..." Gould put on a pair of With an intriguing smile, he slowly asked, "Don't you want to fire me?"

"You! I..." Ungriff was stunned for a while, pouted and shook his head: "Well, that's your freedom, and I have no right to interfere."

In fact, Gould knew that Ungriff, as the chief leader, had the power to declare that a certain tribe was the enemy of the tribe and should be expelled.

Of course Ungriff dared not do that! No matter what Ongreve thought in his heart, Gould estimated that the main body of his family had relocated to Roseburg, and in the end, his hometown was left with a tiny distribution place of his own. will weaken a lot.

However, placing the "family base" in Ankras completely restricted the development of his power.

Capital has no motherland, and Gould has basically realized this truth. It is entirely because the Rus people can give themselves more wealth and the security of their wealth that they choose to move.

Realistically speaking, if Melalen people can provide more considerable benefits and guarantees of safety, then it would not be as simple as a dealership in Melalen.

Gould now only believes in the Rus, and he has more confidence in the Rurik tribe in the future.

The big leader Ungriff was powerless to face the reality. Gould looked at the faces of other businessmen and saw their regrets clearly.

Gould hurriedly clapped his hands: "Friends, don't be sad about the future. Just because I'm moving, doesn't mean I'm leaving Uncles forever. I can assure you that I'll keep my staff, and I'll arrange for a son to run the business full-time. The trade in Unkrath. You can still sell me your produce as you always do, and I still have what I want. And...this year is really special."

"Special?" asked Ungriff, holding his chin sullenly. "What's so special? The produce isn't worth much."

"This year is different! The chief of Ross told me one thing. I will ship new wheat in the fall to Fort Ross, and he will pay me twice the market price. I think this is obviously profitable for you. ."

"You?!" Still gloomy just now, Ungriff smelled a business opportunity for a moment, and his mood instantly improved a lot, as did other businessmen. "You're not kidding? Double the money?!"

"Exactly!"

"Oh, thank you for telling me about it." Ungriff pinched his beard. "Since that Otto has become so generous all of a sudden, I can organize my own fleet to transport the wheat to earn the money."

Unmoved, Gould left his seat, walked confidently around the chamber, and said, "That was my agreement with Otto, and also with Rurik. They will honor this with me. It is agreed that with you, there is no obligation to perform the contract. Of course you can transport the wheat, and they will buy it at the market price. Besides, don't you know that they can get it from those people in the east every year for nothing Lots of wheat?"

Ungriff raised his head sharply: "Novgorod? Is this the place?"

"Yes, a very remote place."

"Forget it." Ungriff shook his head. "It's too far and full of danger. My people don't want to take risks. They just want to farm in peace and exchange wheat for wealth."

Gould narrowed his eyes and asked deliberately: "You are all willing to make money with peace of mind? Oh, you'd better not organize a fleet. You may not be aware that there are pirates everywhere in the vast sea, and only people like me can organize large ships. Team, keep the pirates away. Just like this!"

"You... what advice do you have?"

"Alas!" Gould deliberately stomped his feet and made a dejected look: "Just like this, we are brothers of several generations, and I plan to move, so I can't treat the brothers badly. Ungriff, great leader , I want you to make a promise. There are other brothers!"

Facing everyone present, Gould explained his plan: "I will make an agreement with you. This fall, you can sell the food you produce to me as much as possible, and I will give you 20 more than the market price to buy it."

Hearing this, Ungriff slapped the table excitedly, and the water glass on his table overturned.

"Are you serious? 20"

"Really!" Gould continued: "That's how it is for us Ankras, no matter who it is, if you are an Ankras and sell me the wheat before my return trip in the fall, I will pay 20 more. Money. I don't care how you get the wheat, if you get it, I'll give you more money."

Many businessmen understand this business opportunity better than Ungriff, they just want to know one thing, that is, whether it is "any means" is possible.

"Yes! Any means!" Gould emphasized again: "Even if you rob the Danes once and finally ship the wheat to me, I will buy it at a price 20 higher than the market price. I will take it immediately. I'll never owe you the silver coins! Remember, I'm giving you this special price because we're all Uncles."

In itself, when the autumn wheat harvest comes, there will be a lot of wheat in the trade markets throughout northern Europe. Because even if the Nordic agricultural technology in this time and space is extremely backward, as long as enough land is cultivated, farmers can still have some rich food.

Besides, through the accumulation of capital, the wealthy and big households continue to buy the land of bankrupt farmers at low prices, and lease it to tenant farmers, from which they get a good harvest every harvest season. These wealthy families are the landlords and the powerful stratum of each tribe.

Ungriff's family had such a group of tenant farmers, so they were so excited when they heard Gould's offer.

As for the other businessmen, many of them were not only second-order dealers, but also landowners.

Gould could not have imagined that his decision would cause the wealthy households in Onkras to desperately squeeze the wealth of the tribal farmers in exchange for the extra 20% of the profits.

Gould couldn't wait to get more food. He knew that although Rurik was a child, it was the child who made crazy moves and never broke his promise. There are still many tasks that Rurik has given him! And the food that I got myself was transported to the child, and the use was completely for eating.

Gould had already guessed that, based on the attitude of the Rurik boy towards his servants, he would definitely order all the servants to eat wheat regularly. No matter what the purpose of entertaining the servant is, there will eventually be a huge consumption of food here.

Rurik must have needed a lot of food, and for the sake of food, he deliberately said that he would buy it at 100 higher than the market price.

So, who will gather so much food for Rurik?

Gould reckons that relying on his own ability is not enough, the best way is to give up part of the benefits and let his clansmen help. Some other merchants of their own tribe, they can flower all over to collect food, and get it here and exchange it for money on the spot.

In this way, Gould optimistically estimated that he would not have to personally send people to raise food. In this way, it seems that he lost 20% of the profit, but in fact he can get more food than he can get by himself. It must be a big profit. One stroke!

With the extra time, I can do other things during the warm period this year.

Rurik's demand for goods is extremely strong, and Gould knows that he will spend a long time in Mälarenburg this year, supervising the business of his uneasy eldest son, and at the same time buying all useful goods in the market and hoarding Get up, and at the same time, sell all the soap you have brought in!

Some shrewd businessmen have realized that Gould's stinky face is completely clumsy acting! This guy lost money? Pooh! Obviously it is a big profit, and it is used as a tool.

Some businessmen scolded inwardly, some businessmen laughed, and with the big leader Ungriff, everyone was highly consistent in their actions, even if they had different ideas in their hearts.

Gould's credibility is maintained through profit, and as long as enough money is given, the person is absolutely credible.

The discerning person realized that, because of the high profits behind the matter, Gould would fully implement his decision in four months.

In this way, everyone did not feel complicated because Gould announced that he was about to leave.

"Okay! This is our agreement, and I will honor it." Gould opened his arms: "I swear to Frey that the god of wealth will bless us."

Ungriff's ugly face has changed. He tapped his fingers on the table with good interest and asked, "Is this the case in the future? If you buy it at this price every year, I am very happy."

"This... If the Rus people have always been willing to pay such a price, I am also very happy." Gould emphasized again: "The sea is very dangerous, and I will take this risk. As long as the farmers farm their land with peace of mind, I will give it to me. They have a lot of good things. Now, y'all... you know, what I brought back from the Rus wasn't a sword, I've got more good stuff here."

"Good stuff? What good stuff?!" Ungriff stuck out his head excitedly, then shrank back and said suspiciously, "Don't buy it for four hundred silver coins."

"It's not such an exaggeration." Taking the opportunity, Gould publicized: "It's an artifact tool, and the dirtiest things can be cleaned with it. It's a treasure invented by the Rus, and I shipped it all over." "Well, there is such a magical thing? Like my clothes..." Ungriff pinched his sleeves and speculated. "It washes very well, and that tool weighs two pounds and lasts a long time. I only need twenty silver coins, and I know you can afford it."    "Oh! Of course you can." Ungriff has stood up "Do you have any more good things?"  "Of course. Come with me now! Come to my house, you are my first guests, I can give you a good price."   said, Gu De walked out of the meeting room, and the businessmen also followed.   At last Ungriff walked out of the room, accompanied by his servants, with excitement and doubt in his heart.   He really couldn't understand, did Gould receive some kind of mental stimulation from the Rus this year? Do not! It's the Rus, maybe they've become different!   A bad premonition began to haunt Ungriff's mind, perhaps the Rus of the North, a group of Rus who were said to have been pushed to the North by the Mellarens a long time ago! Have they begun to challenge the power of the Merallons, the leader of the alliance?