Rise of Rurik

Due to unknown reasons, Sogou suddenly couldn't find this site today. Please keep in mind the domain name of this site (shuhaige Quanpin) to find your way home! You can search "The Rise of Rurik ()" in Baidu to find the latest chapter!

Gould wanted to describe the Rus as the origin of economic materials such as leather. She has a large population and a strong military. It is entirely because the leader's brother was killed by the Gotlanders that the Rus has been lost all these years. Has been trying to attack the Gotlanders for revenge.

The story of the Rus seems to end there.

This is how Gould tells stories. The reason is very simple. The Rus people are not yet qualified to show off their strength to the leader of the alliance. Even when the strength of the clan can really be on par with the Melalen clan, they still have to pretend to be weaker at such moments. Some signs are for the best.

what is this? It was clearly some discussions that Rurik and Gould had once had, and perhaps the concept of "holding a low profile for the people of Mellaren" is more appropriate.

Elsewhere, the Rus are undergoing an unprecedented aggressive expansion with Iron and Blood, something that the apparently introverted, introverted Mellarens don't have. Regarding these Gould shows the composure of an old businessman, these "trade secrets" are best kept from potential rivals.

In this regard, Olegin believed it to be true, because many of Gould's pragmatic words were worth believing.

Gould came in the morning, and it was a long time after this chat.

Olegin's eyes widened, he listened with relish and even forgot his hunger.

So what does this guy know?

Yes, the Rus is a real commodity production base, and the population is not to be underestimated.

Some of these commodities have made Olegin more interested than ever.

"They can make some of the best swords, and I know that, since they can, they should make them in large quantities. Leather is for clothing and leather armor. Soap and glass are just things to wash and play with, and with it it's even better. Well, I've lived without it. But the sword! I need it."

A strong business opportunity was in front of him, and Gould asked in his hoarse voice for a long time: "Great leader, what do you mean."

Olekin's face was solemn, and his hideous eyes seemed to burst out of their sockets, "Give me a sword! Give me a spear! Give me the weapons of the Rus, I know you understand what I mean."

"what?"

Gould certainly understood the other party's intentions,

It's the things in it that I'm afraid he can't control personally.

"What? You still don't understand what I'm saying? Are you still pretending to be confused?" Olekin said bluntly: "I want those weapons made of hard iron, especially swords. I need many, and I have every one of them. A big price will be paid."

When it came to money, Gould's mind quickly turned.

He tentatively asked: "Money? Honorable leader, those Ross swords that can cut off ordinary swords, none of them are cheap."

"How expensive can it be?"

Um? Could it be that he doesn't know the price? So for this fool, is there any reason not to kill him? !

Gould believed that his old friend Rurik would "kill a killer" in the face of such a person.

What the hell happened to the Mellarens? Maybe it's not the Melaron clan's problem, it's just Olegin, the private army of hundreds of people who intends to arm him with better weapons, and the mercenaries that are completely supported by this person, he controls. The key to power.

Now it's a seller's market.

Now that we talk about business, we are talking about business. Gould, unaware of Olegin's psychological expectations, deliberately said: "A common iron sword, and there are people selling these in the market. For several months, I have found that the Gran people are selling their swords, Each sells for five silver coins. Your lord, these are still not enough for you."

"Forget it! It's not that I haven't seen Ross's hard sword, and I happen to have one."

After saying that, Olegin stood up and suddenly drew a shiny sword from the neatly folded mass of leather.

A gem set at the end of the hilt, oh, or a piece of stained glass. The body of the sword is slender, and the whole body is bright white.

"My lord, how did you get this sword?" Gould asked in surprise.

"What's so strange?" Olekin shrugged: "My tribe is very powerful, and my market is very lively. There are all kinds of people in the market, and of course there are people who sell Ross's hard sword."

Gould closed his eyes gently, and his eyes rolled quickly for a while: "Oh, my leader, in fact, you already have a psychological price."

"Of course. I bought this sword for two pounds of silver, but it's not the best sword. I've heard that the chief of the Unkrath has a better sword, and it's your saber, and you use it Two pounds of gold sold it."

Gould was a little surprised that Olegin actually inquired about these news, but after thinking about it, he estimated that it must be Ungriff of Uncles who showed off everywhere and made many people know.

"Then, noble and wealthy great chief, you are willing to buy the hard swords of the Rus in bulk. Do you mean that you will pay two pounds of silver for each sword?"

"Put away your compliments!" Olegin retracted his sword into the silver oak scabbard. "I am indeed rich, not rich enough to have a mountain of gold like the Gotlanders. Oh, but May the people of Gotland have."

"They do have them, so Gotlanders are disgusting."

"Forget it. It's just a bunch of upstarts who got along with the Danes. They are traitors to our alliance. I respect anyone who attacks them, including the Rus. So be it."

"Yes." Gould bowed his head gently, listening to him.

"I don't believe that the price of a hard sword made by the Rus is 200 silver coins. The merchant must have made a hard profit from me. Its price is definitely not low. With a hard sword, the opponent's sword will become It must be an expensive weapon. Well, I'll buy a hard sword for a pound of silver, what do you think?"

Gould's eyes trembled, and he was quite excited inside, but he remained calm on the surface: "Is this your price?"

"What? Too little? Then tell your new master that I intend to buy a hundred hard swords, and my will is one pound of silver per sword. As for the spearhead, I will also have one for fifty silver coins of my will. Hundreds."

"So, do you intend to buy these weapons with 15,000 silver coins?" Gould was surprised that since it is a mass-produced weapon for the private army, why use the best of each? Wouldn't it be beautiful to have an ordinary iron sword with five silver coins apiece?

Olegin gritted his teeth secretly, pretending to be indifferent and continued: "If your master can provide more, I will also increase the purchase as appropriate."

"Oh? So how much will I ship next year, will you buy it at this price?"

"Of course! I heard that the Russ also have a bow made of iron. It is very powerful. Tell me the price of this weapon."

Gould's strong business enthusiasm was severely hit by Olegin's remarks. He didn't understand, this guy was clearly talking about a crossbow, and he knew that it was a monster made of iron. Perhaps, or some businessman spread the news?

Taking Gould's hesitation and panic for granted, Olegin decided that this was an unwillingness to cooperate, and offered his own price: "Maybe it's very expensive, or maybe the Rus don't want to sell this? Don't worry, I'll pay a higher price. the price to buy it.”

"Ah! This... this thing, Chief Ross won't necessarily sell it."

"A higher price doesn't work either?"

"Ah, it needs to be decided by the Ross leader. I'm just a businessman, just a humble businessman working for the Ross leader."

Olekin pouted and shook his head: "You are an unusual businessman. Don't belittle yourself, everyone knows your wealth, you are a big businessman. Are you still pretending now? You are indeed humble and the leader of Ross. A loyal dog of yours, you are selling goods for the chiefs of the Ruth, and no one but your family has this honor. Don't think I don't know, Gould of the Ruth. I tell you the truth, I am very fond of Ruth's ordnance Interested, I intend to make a big purchase. I have a word for you, Chief Ross!"

When things got to this part, the continued cover-up became downright stupid and boring.

Gould lowered his old face: "Respected leader, I am indeed the eagle dog of the leader of Ross. So, what do you have to tell my master?"

"You finally confessed to yourself? That's fine. I think Chief Ross has something to tell me, Gould, I'll let you say it last, now listen to me."

"As ordered."

"At my word, tell Otto, the leader of the Rus. In the name of the leader, I ask them to give me the best sword and the best spear, a pound of silver for each sword and half a pound of silver for each spearhead. I'm an iron bow, and I'll take out two pounds of silver for each one."

The sword is a steel sword, the spear is a steel spear, and the so-called iron bow is a steel-armed crossbow.

Gould nodded deeply and said politely: "I will write it down, the honorable leader of Melalen, the honorable leader of the alliance, I will implement it. I will give you an answer as soon as possible, I hope the answer from the Rus people will satisfy you. ,."

"I don't need any answer from you. I have a lot of silver coins in my hand, and I want to see the goods. Next spring, you only need to bring back the goods I asked for. It is better than any words."

"Yes!" Gould bowed fiercely.

"Then it's your turn to speak. Tell me what Chief Ross wants."

It is not so much the request of the leader as the request of the son of the leader. For the time being, Gould didn't want to push Rurik to the front of the stage. He was still a child after all, and he was not qualified for many things.

"Yes, honorable leader. The leader of Rus asked me to give you a message. The Rus people live in bitter cold places, and they are eager to buy a large amount of food to avoid starvation in the long winter. The Rus people said that they can provide a large amount of food. Yes, the mighty Mellarens. They're interested in buying in bulk if you want."

"They want food wantonly?" Olegin pinched his beard subconsciously, thinking about this Gould carefully, last year's wanton purchase of food was actually selling food to the leader of Ross, and he was thinking about a powerful force Money making possible.

It seems that Olegin's intention to buy the excellent weapons of the Rus people is not a waste of money. In fact, when this guy revealed his attitude, it was as if his skin was constantly being cut by a soft knife. He really hurt.

The pain is the pain, the real pressure trend, Olegin must bleed now, in order to ensure that he can still have a stable power in the future.

What Gould guessed was exactly what Olegin was thinking.

This guy didn't dare to explicitly state that he needed the best weapons and equipment for his private army, making it the existence with the most extreme combat effectiveness. At the same time, the Melarens are also smelting iron and forging weapons by themselves. Although the quality of these iron weapons is definitely not as good as that of the Rus, it must be enough to arm their clansmen with them.

Olegin's vision was that every man who could fight had at least a shield and a short spear.

In particular, he wanted to arm a "hoplite" at his command.

To accomplish this, he knew that it would cost a lot of money, but his prestige had indeed been indirectly damaged by the Rus people's crusade against the Gotlanders. At the same time, Ostara's destruction had not been rescued, and the damage to his reputation was even worse. .

Isn't the threat of war more serious than reputation? He must expand his armament and continue to maintain his own power, especially to show off his might to the tribes living in the entire coastal plain area, and also to reserve his own strength for possible future wars. Moreover, after the close contact with the Rus people, Olekin, the leader of Melalen, really intends to reunite with the Rus people.

Olegin wanted to meet Otto, the leader of Ross, but because of his status as the leader of the alliance, he simply convened a leader alliance involving the entire alliance. To strengthen commercial ties with each other, but also to strengthen military cooperation, against the aggressive Danes and their servants.

The alliance is not just a matter of saying what the alliance advocates.

It's been too long since the Rus people left, and the alliance's relationship is almost maintained by a group of migratory businessmen.

To make the Ross leader happy to come to Melalen, Olekin claims that he needs to pay some price, and now an opportunity is in front of him.

"Since the Rus people want food, I can sell most of the tribute I collect to the Rus people. What about the price of the Rus people?"

The development of the situation was completely beyond Gould's expectations. He couldn't help but sigh that if he bought a huge amount of food for Rurik, he could get the full cooperation of the largest landowner in Melalen, the task on his shoulders, Not only can it be successfully completed, but it can also be over-completed. Rurik has long spoken in dialect. Regarding food, silver coins are not required for food. Even if the silver coins in the "big money box" can only be counted on one hand, they must be replaced by mountains of food.

Gould tried hard to suppress the excitement: "At the price of previous harvest seasons, a silver coin can buy fifteen pounds of oats."

"But the situation this year is obviously not good." Olegin responded calmly.

"Yes! I see only a handful of wheat beginning to head. Damn weather, spring is too late, and this year's crop is going to be massive."

"So prices will go up."

"Yes. But even so, the Rus will buy food, and they will be happy to pay high prices."

"Come on, I'll give you a price, ten pounds of threshed oats a silver coin. I can give the Rus half a million pounds, and I hope the Rus have the money to buy it."

"Ah?!" Gould couldn't believe what he heard for a while. "Half a million pounds? A big deal. Your lord, how did you get so much grain, especially since the wheat harvest is bound to be massive this year."

Olegin was a little impatient, "Don't worry about it. Instead of worrying about me, worry about whether your master can take out 50,000 silver coins in one go."

Hearing, Gould secretly scolded this guy for being really unworldly, really a fish that can only swim in Lake Merlaren, and dare not swim in the ocean of salt water.

But if this guy really took out 500,000 pounds of grain, all the money he had on hand, he gritted his teeth and bought the wheat.

Gould couldn't help but think of last year's harvest season. He had collected a lot of cargo ships and headed straight to Roseburg with as many as twenty-three pounds of hard-cured oat grains. Large quantities of vegetables and cash crops such as dried flax stalks are also transported.

The wheat is heading one after another, and some vegetables have been harvested, such as onions with a short growing period, which are already being sold at the market.

Wheat must be purchased, and in order to achieve Rurik's great dream of "people can eat oatmeal all year round", Gould just wanted to make a great contribution, even if he first bought the grain out of his own pocket.

Olegin emphasized his attitude that the Rus people took out 50,000 silver coins and took out 500,000 pounds of wheat by themselves. If there was even one silver coin missing, the whole transaction would be in vain.

Gould secretly scolded this as stupid and stubborn, but for Olekin, he took this as a test, and the Russ really paid this huge sum of money, which shows that the exchanges between the two sides have reasons to develop further.

But the question also arises. If all the money is used to buy food, vegetables, flax, oil, wool, slaves, and even new mercenaries, what will be done with the money?

Gould can be considered to understand, Olegin just wants an answer, he doesn't want to wait until next year to get the opinion of the leader of Ross when the passively delayed harvest season is in a hurry to trade grain.

How can this be good?

What's very bad is that Otto has already entrusted a messenger to tell the tribe that his fleet will wait until the autumn harvest in Novgorod is completed and return to sail. A messenger will secretly report the matter to Gould, he knows that Otto is simply at this moment. Not in Roseburg.

Olekin is really pressing. He needs the leader of Ross to show his attitude and come up with real money to buy food. At this point, Gould feels that this business has reached the point where it must be done.

What's worse is that if you can't do this well, you will really alienate the indifferent relationship between the Ross and the Melaron people and become a sinner.

"Action must be taken! Otto is not here, Rurik must have made up his mind."

For the convenience of reading next time, you can click "Favorites" below to record the reading record of this (Chapter 325, a transaction), and you can see it when you open the bookshelf next time!

If you like "The Rise of Rurik", please recommend this book to your friends (QQ, blog, WeChat, etc.), thank you for your support! ! ()