Give Me the Name of God

Chapter 212: Slave trader

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Seeing Manda's eating, Lu Li'an immediately made a diagnosis: "He ate the blood stone of the gods, there should be more than one, or it is a very high-level **** blood stone."

The Lion Girl said: "Is there any way to calm him down?"

"There are methods, but it will weaken the power of the blood stone."

"Weaken, weaken it," the Lioness shook her head. "If this goes on, he will go crazy. If he mixes the medicine with the mutton, he will definitely not be able to find it."

Lu Li'an shrugged and said, "What should I do if it is discovered?"

"At most I get the whip, I just carry it off, he is reluctant to kill me."

Lu Li'an didn't ask any more, she quickly prepared the powder and mixed it with the mutton.

The Lioness brought the lamb in front of Manda herself: "Let’s eat, I’m tired today."

This lamb chop is smoked and grilled by Helena. Her cooking skills are very rough, but the roast lamb is absolutely top-notch. The half-scallop ribs are smeared with her sauce made from wild fruits, mixed with mutton fat, and distributed. With a seductive aroma.

Manda slobbered: "Is it too extravagant? I'm almost eating half of a sheep."

The Lion Girl looked at Manda tenderly: "Tomorrow there will be more hard work, how can you be strong if you don't have enough food."

"That makes sense!" Manda wiped off his saliva, picked up the lamb chops and was about to utter her mouth. Suddenly Stanley walked in and snatched the lamb chops.

"This is too much," Stanley shook his head. "A dozen of us shared a lamb chop. You ate two lamb chops alone. Do you think this is fair?"

Manda took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and squeezed out a smile and said: "It's really not fair. I asked Helena to bake a few more for you."

"We don't have that many sheep, do you think we have enough food?"

Manda was suddenly a little ashamed, and he wouldn't care about this kind of thing, but in a state of excitement, all his emotions were magnified.

The lion girl frowned and said, "Mr. Cavalier, you are too wide-minded. You seem to have forgotten who is the master here."

"Of course I didn't forget," Stanley said solemnly. "It is out of loyalty that I made the right advice."

The lion girl gritted her teeth and said: "It's just a piece of mutton, I don't need so much advice from you!"

Manda put down the lamb chops, and this time showed a sincere smile: "Stanley is right. We don't have much food. We can't splurge like this. We want to cultivate, we want to breed, and we want to make Qixing Mountain truly prosperous."

After speaking, Manda got up and called everyone to open up wasteland in the wilderness.

The Lioness could no longer contain her anger, and stepped forward and punched Stanley.

Stanley wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and sighed softly: "What a fierce woman, this punch is my gift to you, and another punch will cost you."

"Do you know what we are going to do? You idiot!"

"Of course I know." Stanley threw the lamb chops on the table. "I can smell it all the way. Since you called Lu Li'an, I knew what you were going to do. You were preventing Manda from being promoted. !"

"Don't you see that he is about to become a lunatic?"

"If you are crazy, you will be crazy. It will take a while to eat God Blood Stone. Don't you even understand this common sense?"

The Lion Girl said: "Don't you want to be promoted?"

"It hasn't reached the point of losing one's life, but there are indeed some risks. Manda once said that people who dare not take risks will not achieve success. I think this sentence is very reasonable."

"It's not worth it, it's not worth it at all!"

"It's really not worth it for you. You have no chance of being promoted, and you have gained immortality, but have you ever thought about how long the road to the eighth rank is? There is only such a small hope, even if you missed it. At any opportunity, hope disappears."

The Lion Girl sneered: "Even if I become a lunatic, I don't hesitate to do it?"

"I don't hesitate!" Stanley drank a glass of wine and wiped his lips. "Besides, Manda didn't do anything wrong."

The poet frowned and said, "Isn't this wrong? Qixing Mountain is almost turned over by him!"

"It's time to turn the Seven Star Mountain over! He wants to turn a barren mountain and ridge into a place where he can live his life. Do you think others will wait for him to take his time step by step? They will wait for you when the God Punisher arrives at the door. Sing folk songs on the mountain and chop wood?"

Stanley put down the wine glass and got up and said, "Tomorrow I will take my man and go up the mountain with Manda to cut trees."

The poet took a sip of his wine and whispered: "The wood is enough for now. Let the person who brought you help me build the stakes."

Lu Li'an said, "Am I going too?"

Stanley smiled and said, "Of course you have to go. If you want to use these powders in the future, you must discuss with me, or be careful of being lashed."

...

At noon the next day, Manda was leading the teenagers to open up wasteland, and the poet came to ask for manpower.

"Isn't it enough that I gave you so many people? Give you ten more."

"Ten is not enough, at least thirty."

Manda said angrily: "My staff is also very nervous, isn't it just piling, what do you want so many people to do?"

"We don't have enough tools. We have also scored some manpower to build tools, and iron materials are not enough. There is iron ore in the left-wing Xingshan, and we have to endure to mine stone."

"Manpower, manpower, how can there be so many manpower!" Manda kicked the snow fiercely. Only now did he realize that Elmeng is the smartest person. "Call both Lioness and Eudora, I Let them give birth to me, the more the better!"

"I'm afraid it's too late for life now," Stanley walked over. "My people saw an old friend in Zuoyu Xingshan, the slave trader Salwan. He took more than four hundred slaves, and it seemed to be sent to the east. In the town."

"Great!" Manda jumped up, "Let him make a price, I will buy it all."

"Don't be so impatient, Charwan is not a kind person. If you want to buy, he may not be willing to sell."

"Doing business, it doesn't make the same for everyone. Go and tell him about the old times and discuss it carefully!"

Stanley shook his head and said, "I'd better not show up. I'm being wanted by the kingdom. If he finds out that I am here, I'm afraid it will cause you trouble."

"Then you don't go, I will go personally, I am better at doing business than you."

"Pay attention to the attitude of talking to him," Stanley said repeatedly, "It's best not to offend this person."

Sharwan is a native of the Cyan Wolf nation, with the green eyes of the Cyan Wolf man, and very distinctive beard and hair. The gray werewolf's eyebrows are connected to the sideburns, and the sideburns are connected to the beard. The length of the hair and the beard are almost the same, and it looks like a face is inlaid between a circle of hair.

Charwan's news was very sensitive, he knew that a new owner had come to Qixing Mountain. No matter who the owner is, the business rules will remain the same. As long as the money is in place, everyone will not embarrass each other. It is precisely because he abides by the rules. Before that, he has been getting along with the bandits of Qixing Mountain. very good.

He had planned to wait for one night at Zuo Yu Xingshan, and waited for the next day to visit Mr. Romain Wilkins, but he did not expect that at dusk, Romain Wilkins appeared with more than a dozen entourages. In front of it.

Although unexpected, the old and spicy Charwan immediately responded. He expressed his respect and praise to Roman with a very humble attitude, and gave precious gifts on the spot, seven pearls and ten pretty dancers.

"The heroic Lord of the Seven Star Mountains, you have eradicated the mob who caused the misfortune, and provided shelter for businessmen and travelers. Please allow me to use a small gift to express my sincere respect to you!"

Manda wears a mask, and Charwan can only see half of his face, but from this half of his face, he can see the excitement and joy of Roman Wilkins.

Manda was very pleased. It was Hermes' duty to shelter merchants and travelers, and it fits well with Manda's beliefs.

What really excites him is the slaves behind Charwan, more than 400, all of them are strong men.

After a few courtesy words, Manda went directly to the topic: "How much are those slaves?"

In case Shaar was stunned, he could think about it again. The other party collects taxes based on the value of the goods, and he must calculate the amount of taxes.

"According to the current price in a nearby town, a strong man sells two gold coins. There are a total of 400 slaves here, a total of 800 gold coins, and the tax is one hundred and sixty gold coins. I am ready."

Charwan valued friendship very much, but he also valued rules. In his view, paying taxes on the road was his duty, and he did not intend to think about it here.

But Manda didn't want to collect his tax: "For the gift, this time the tax is exempted. It's far from the town. The price of slaves should have been lower. Fortunately, your slaves are of good condition. This is a trivial matter. I don't want to care about it either. This is 800 gold coins. You count them."

Manda asked someone to bring eight cloth bags, each of which contained a hundred gold coins.

The cloth bag was thrown in front of Salwan, and Salwan was stunned.

"Master of Seven Star Mountain, these slaves were ordered by another distinguished guest. According to business rules, I cannot disclose his name, but I believe that the guest is something you don't want to offend..."

"I don't want to offend anyone, but I'm anxiously waiting to hire people. If you feel embarrassed, I can add a hundred gold coins." Manda remembered Stanley's advice and tried to maintain a friendly attitude.

But Charwan did not intend to give in: "This is not a question of money, it is related to my credibility."

"Let the guest wait and give these people to me first~www.readwn.com~ I really need them in a hurry."

Charwan shook his head, and his tone changed: "Young friends, I'm afraid you are the person in this category. I will send you a batch of slaves next month, and the price is easy to negotiate."

"I don't want to wait any longer."

"Then I can't help but forgive me."

Manda changed his face, and suddenly came out a native language: "Do you know what it means to give up your face?"

In case Schal was startled, he knew a lot of languages, but he had never heard this language: "I didn't understand what you said, but I felt offended."

Manda gritted his teeth and said: "I will ask you again, do you sell it or not?"

Charwan sneered: "I think you should learn the rules and don't take my kindness as your arrogant capital."

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