Alien Arms Empire

Chapter 71
"Are you sure you look aristocratic?" Tang Mo looked down at the clothes he was wearing in front of Roger.

The suit was made to order, made to measure in the most respectable tailor's shop in the small town of Burnas.The boss's child is Tang Mo's student, so the price was given a considerable discount.

Putting the vest on his body, Tang Mo even felt his breathing became heavier.The clothes of this era are not so simple, and the cuffs are decorated with complicated patterns.

"You are now the Lord Earl's guardian knight, so you should naturally dress more decently." Roger helped Tang Mo lift up his coat, and looked at his meticulously ironed gray suit, complaining a little dissatisfied Said: "Why did you choose gray? This fabric looks really rustic."

"Dirty resistance." Tang Mo didn't want to explain to old Roger why he chose the most inconspicuous gray among bright yellow, sky blue and bright red.

In the world he is familiar with, people who choose red, blue, yellow or green suits are either cheap entertainers who play on the spot, or flamboyant fools who are shot to death in the afternoon.

Therefore, he casually made up a reason that made old Roger dumbfounded. Before putting on his coat, he put a special triangular holster on his armpit.

He inserted the Colt revolver that neither Weiss nor Tiger had seen before into the holster, adjusted the holster to a comfortable position, and then opened his arms, letting Roger put it on for him jacket.

"How is it? You can't tell from the outside, right?" Tang Mo smiled and spread his arms to show Old Roger.

Old Roger shook his head, and said affirmatively: "Trust me, kid! In this world, there is no pistol that can be hidden under the arm."

"Now we have it." Tang Mo lowered his arm, felt it for a while, and thought it was not bad, he smiled with satisfaction: "Help me take care of this place, tell Aunt Tracy, I want to eat chicken at night." .”

"No problem! I hope everything is going well for you." Roger patted Tang Mo's arm, and he was even more satisfied with the young man in front of him, and he couldn't hide the proud smile on his face.

At the door, Wes leaned against the wall, still hanging two revolvers around his waist that he almost never left his body.He is very satisfied with his current life, because seeing Tang Mo's business is getting bigger and bigger.

Lu Fu, who just came back from the vicious forest the day before yesterday, and a young soldier with a face as resolute as a knife and an axe, are already waiting not far away.

The two of them carried a wooden box in their hands. The wooden box was polished and looked very beautiful.

In the box in Loew's hand were two revolvers, and in the box in the young man's hand was a Down's K1 needle launcher.

Almost exactly the same as Wes, both of them had two revolvers hanging from their waists, and they were covered with long blouses, which made them look a bit funny.

The four of them walked towards the gate of the factory, where there were already two carriages waiting.The four strong tall horses snorted, and their hooves kicked restlessly, making a muffled rattling sound.

Tang Mo stopped in front of the carriage, because he saw a figure standing alone at the door, he seemed to be hesitating, a little embarrassed to approach.

"Tiger? What's the matter?" Tang Mo walked towards the figure with a smile, showing no signs of shyness: "Why are you standing here?"

"I, I don't know, my lord." Tiger rubbed his nose with his hands, blushing and didn't know where to start.

Tang Mo didn't urge him, but stood in front of him, waiting for him to sort out his words.

Soon, Tiger raised his head again, scratching his head in embarrassment: "My lord, why? You want to sell such a sharp weapon to other people? Aren't they only equipped with the Northridge army?"

After he finished asking, he was very embarrassed, because even he knew that the Cyric flintlock gun was not exclusively for the Kingdom of Wright, and it was not even supplied to the two kingdoms of Susas and Wright.

"Northern Ridge only needs 2000 K1 quick guns, Tiger." Tang Mo explained to Tiger seriously: "Only relying on the purchase orders from North Ridge, I and the workers behind me will starve to death."

"I have tried my best to avoid doing business with K1 fast guns in the vicinity, and this is already in consideration for the earl." Tang Mo continued without waiting for Tiger to speak: "Today is an important day, How about I have a chat with you when I come back?"

"I, I know this is a disrespectful request, my lord. I'm sorry! I'm here waiting for you to come back." Tiger was able to stand here, and he mustered his greatest courage.

He has the guts to face an enemy twice his size on the battlefield, but doing this kind of thing is really beyond the scope of his courage.

"Don't be so restrained! Tiger! It's great that you can think about Beiridge!" Tang Mo reached out and patted Tiger's shoulder, looking mature.

In fact, he is only 18 years old, and Tiger standing in front of him is already a 30 years old adult.

"Let's go." After reassuring Tiger, Tang Mo took the lead and got into a carriage, Love led others into another carriage, and Wess turned over and got into the passenger seat of the lead carriage, facing Tiger nodded slightly.

Then, the reins cut through the air and made a sharp sound, the sound of horseshoes gradually faded away with the sound of neighing, and the two carriages sank into the horizon one after the other.

Tiger stood where he was, watching the two carriages disappear from sight, and then heaved a long sigh.

"The elves' merchant fleet only comes to Burnas once a year, so he has to try his luck." Unknowingly, Roger stood beside Tiger, looked at the distant horizon, and said.

"I understand." Tiger was a little frustrated, because he really hoped that the K1 fast gun and the revolver would become Earl Ronin Fischero's secret weapons in his fight for world supremacy.

He had really fantasized that Tang Mo would only provide this weapon to Earl Fishelo, instead of selling it to everyone else without discrimination like now.

……

"Hurry up and sell these damn ballast iron ingots, spices and other things... Ha... I'm still in a hurry to go back." A handsome man casually flipped through the travel notes in his hand without looking up. He ordered the men at the door.

"Yes! Master John!" The subordinate gave a deep respectful salute, and reported: "The taxes and fees have been paid, and the porters are moving the rest of our goods off the ship."

They have sold about [-]% of the goods along the way, and the rest of the goods will be unloaded here, and then exchanged for gold coins or other goods to take away.

In fact, it is reasonable to say that the merchant ships of the elves do not need to do business in Burnas, but they need supplies, fruits and vegetables, so as to ensure that they will not die of illness due to lack of vitamins in the vast sea.

Therefore, since you want to stay here, it is the most economical choice to keep some goods here for trading.

When they came this time, there were a total of 15 merchant ships. These armed merchant ships had cannons, so pirates generally did not dare to plunder.

What's more, this is a merchant ship of the elves. If something goes wrong in the waters of the Wright Kingdom, even the king may be alarmed.The national power of the elves who almost ruled the whole world is strong, and no one is willing to offend such a powerful force.

Now, there is not much cargo left on these 15 merchant ships, and other messy things purchased have filled two cargo ships.

More goods have been turned into gold coins, and they are piled up in the cabin like this, which makes people envious and jealous at a glance.

"Their wine is too low-quality, sour, and not delicious at all." The fleet leader standing by the porthole turned his head and looked at his partner: "So I don't like this place very much."

"Just make it up! If you don't drink ale, you won't even be able to drink wine." The elf sitting next to the table looked away from the travel notes, and his two pointed ears trembled: "The Kingdom of Wright and Su The relationship between the Kingdom of Sass is becoming more and more tense, which is good news for us."

"Why do you see that?" the leader of the fleet asked curiously.

"In terms of national strength, the Kingdom of Wright is unlikely to defeat the Kingdom of Susas... Therefore, after losing the Kingdom of Wright on North Ridge, steel seems to be more dependent on sea transportation." He closed the travel notes in his hand, called John The adult elf explained with a smile.

"Our business is getting better, isn't this good news?" He put the book in his hand on the table and stretched his neck.

"What if the Kingdom of Wright wins?" the leader asked curiously.

"Is there any loss for us?" John shrugged, and said indifferently: "If the Wright Kingdom wins, won't it be business as usual and nothing will change? This is not bad news for us."

"I finally know why you always make a steady profit when you do business." The leader of the fleet laughed and drank the low-quality ale in the cup he was holding.

"My lord! There is someone at the port pier who wishes to see you." An elf sailor opened the door, nodded in greeting, and then reported.

"The tax officer? The sheriff? Or that greedy mayor? Didn't I give him a fortune? What? He wants more?" Frowning, John asked a series of questions.

"No, it's not, my lord..." The sailor was a little embarrassed, because he had indeed received a bribe from the other party just now: "It's a man named Tang Mo, he... he claimed to be a weapons dealer..."

"Oh?" John stroked the travel note on the book with his hand, raised his eyebrows, and let out a long sound full of deep meaning.

(End of this chapter)