People are in the heavens, wealth can rival a country

Chapter 87 I'm afraid we can't afford it
From the beginning to the end, Townsend did not try to interrupt Thorin Oakenshield's conversation with the dwarves.

Because that's not sensible.

According to the rules of this world, as the king of these dwarves, Thorin Oakenshield still has the right to order the dwarves even though he has not been crowned because of the loss of the lonely mountain.

If Tang Sen is going to obstruct the other party's order, stand up and shout to the dwarves that you have to follow your own heart, and there is no need to obey his domination. This will not win the favor of the dwarves, but will only attract their hostility.

After all, this is a world that respects bloodlines extremely. Whether it is elves, dwarves, or humans, the bloodlines of kings become kings, and the bloodlines of commoners rule. At least in the history of Middle-earth, there has never been such a thing as uprising.

Even if the country is overthrown and re-established, the king often has the so-called blood.

For example, in the human kingdom of Gondor, the throne has been vacant for more than 1000 years, and the prime minister who controls the country can only set up a small seat under the steps of the throne. After Aragorn, the descendant of Aragorn, returned to Gondor, the supreme throne was re-occupied.

So Thorin Oakenshield, who has the royal blood, is naturally the king of the Durin dwarves. This idea is deeply rooted. No dwarf will have the idea of ​​"a prince and a general should be kind", obey the king's order, and support the king's throne. It is right and natural to give one's loyalty.

However, it is impossible for Tang Sen to allow his first follower to be repatriated because of the stupid blood theory. He has his own method.

"Talk?" Sorin stood up straight, raised his chin, and looked up under his aura as if looking down.

"What do you want to talk about?"

Tang Sen spread his hands, still smiling: "Integrity, the integrity of a dwarf."

"I don't think my deal with the dwarves is complete. They promised to escort me to the Iron Hills, but they were about to abandon me halfway, in such a dangerous place as the Troll Jungle."

"Accepting my commission, but unilaterally breaking the agreement, even disregarding the employer's life and death, do you think this is also called integrity?"

Thorin frowned: "Everyone in Middle-earth knows that dwarves are the most honest race, and we are not elves who are greedy for profit!"

"According to the normal employment contract, if we terminate the cooperation, the commission we received will naturally be refunded to you, and half of the commission will be compensated as liquidated damages to make up for your loss. Is this enough?"

"Fair." Tang Sen nodded approvingly: "Thorin Oakenshield, the future King of the Mountain, I believe you will do what you say."

Thorin Oakenshield was too lazy to talk to Townsend, and said to the dwarves, "How much commission do you charge? It's best not to let me hear too low a figure. Dwarves are not cheap thugs."

"." The dwarves looked at each other, Sharda took two steps forward stiffly, and said, "Sorin, I don't think you need to worry about this problem."

"What do you mean?" Thorin frowned.

"Because we might not be able to afford it." Sharda scratched his head, took out a Mithril coin from Sharin's pocket, and said, "This is the commission the traveler gave us."

"Mithril?" Sorin glanced at Tang Sen, "You are generous."

"Return the Mithril to him. Based on the fact that Mithril is worth ten times as much as gold, we will compensate you with five gold coins as liquidated damages."

Sorin has seen the big world, and a little mithril would not move him, so he greeted the other dwarves:

"Everyone gathers together, it should be enough."

"Sorin—" Sharda said awkwardly, "not one."

"One mithril coin for each dwarf, and 33 days of employment, this is the price I gave." Tang Sen interjected: "Of course, it has not reached 33 days yet, so the commission counts as twelve."

He smiled and looked at Thorin Oakenshield: "I really hope you can scrape together sixty gold coins."

Sorin frowned, glanced at the giant hammer in Sharin's hand, and said hesitantly, "Sharin, your hammer—"

"Don't get me wrong, that's mine too." Tang Sen interrupted him, "Actually, you can give it back to me now."

Shalin hugged the giant hammer reflexively. It was so big that she lay on top of it.

Thorin was silent.

"If the dwarf is not willing to pay the liquidated damages, I won't force it." Tang Sen said lightly, "After all, this kind of thing is no more difficult than saving the dwarf from the hands of the three-headed troll without any gratitude." accept."

"It was Sarin who saved me!" Thorin retorted.

"I hired her." Tang Sen spread his hands, "And, I used my hammer."

He looked dispirited: "It doesn't matter anymore, I won't care about these little things."

"The integrity and character of a dwarf are no small matter!" Thorin roared, walked a few steps on the spot in displeasure, then raised his head, his face flushed a little: "I admit your role in this matter, you will get The dwarf's gratitude."

"When I take back the Lonely Mountain, I will pay you ten times the wealth of the commission as liquidated damages and a gift."

Tang Sen sneered: "Gushan? Maybe what you think is that when my life is over, I won't have to pay the money. You are quite skilled at this."

"After all, what hasn't been done in more than 100 years, I don't think that with your thirteen dwarves and—"

He glanced at Bilbo Baggins who was hiding aside. This hobbit was indeed as thin as rumored. Even standing next to the dwarves, he bowed half his head.

"A hobbit can do it."

He said unceremoniously: "If you are really confident, you will not take Mr. Baggins. His only role is to steal some treasure from the Lonely Mountain by virtue of the natural concealment of the Hobbit." ?”

"How do you know my name?" said Bilbo Baggins in surprise.

Tang Sen didn't answer him, just looked at the furious Sorin, and continued: "Perhaps, you are imagining that maybe the evil dragon has left the lonely mountain, and you can take the opportunity to enter—"

"enough!"

The surrounding environment suddenly darkened, and a loud shout resounded in all directions.

Everyone couldn't help but looked towards the source of the sound, and saw that Gandalf, who had been by the side without interfering, finally couldn't bear it anymore, and exuded an awe-inspiring aura while holding the staff.

"There is no need to engage in meaningless disputes!"

"At least, we have to leave first, the Troll Jungle is not a safe place."

Even the royal family of the dwarves had to give Gandalf face. Thorin kept a sullen face. He didn't vent his anger after all. He just gave Tang Sen a look, turned and left.

Tang Sen looked at his back with a smile, and waved towards Sha Lin by the way.

Shalin suddenly became happy, holding the giant hammer, and shouted:

"Huh? The quarrel is over? Can I not go back?"

　Jiageng will be later, around eleven o'clock.
　　Not finished.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)