Rise of Rurik

   Gould felt that he had to show his hand to the tribal chief, and also to open his eyes to the onlookers, even his family and guards.

  Suddenly, he drew out his dagger, this situation really scared Ungriffe.

  Gould asked calmly: "Look at this sword, it is sharp and shiny, just like our friendship is long and stable."

   "This is..." For a moment, Ungriffe had noticed that the color of the sword was different, and it was brighter and whiter.

"This is called steelsvord." Gould explained a brand new vocabulary, and he hurriedly explained: "The Ross people have mastered a magical skill, they will make some magical swords. I spent two pounds of silver to order this sword! Maybe you don’t believe it, my sword can cut your sword!"

   "Really? I don't believe it."

  The only thing Ungriffe is proud of is his status as a warrior throughout his life. When people are old, they are very strong when they are young. The upper body covered by clothing, those scars are his medal of honor. Especially the scars under the eyes, which were injured by Liuya.

  In that battle, the Danes released a few arrows, unfortunately he was bruised, and luckily his eyes were kept.

  Is dispatching archers in battle considered something a man would do? Real men should hack each other with swords and compete in martial arts.

   Ungriffe drew his sword, and he looked confident: "Come on! If even you can cut it off, I can say that your sword is really a magic sword."

   "Oh? You think I'm too fat, don't even have the power to hold a sword? But if I cut your sword..."

   "It doesn't matter, I also want to see the miracle you said."

  Ross can always raise something interesting. Today Ungriffe is purely interested, so he personally holds the hilt with both hands: "Come on! Cut it!"

"Really let me come?!" Seeing that the other party was serious, Gould smiled honestly: "Oh, my dear brother, you look down on me like a seal so much. You really think that someone like me can be like a warrior. General combat? I don't want to insult your sword, so I just let my captain come personally."

  Gould beckoned and ordered Jeflo, who was watching the play, to approach.

  "Master, what's your order." Yevlo, with short hair and shaggy head, bowed and waited for the order.

   "Catch my sword and cut his sword."

   "Yes!"

  As soon as Jeflo gripped the sword, he realized its difference.

  It's not that the hilt of this short sword is inlaid with beautiful gems, but that it lies in the distinctive color of the blade. Since being bought home by Gould, Jeflo has been trained as a swordsman for more than ten years! After such a long time, Jeflo has accumulated too much "hacking experience."

   Holding the sword tightly, Jevlo first flicked it to the left and then evaluated its strength. He was surprised to notice that the sword was still flexible.

  Because of the ordinary iron sword, how can it have any flexibility? Bending in battle is just commonplace! The only benefit is that it is not easy to break.

  Since the master gave the order, Jeflo finally squeezed the hilt with both hands, shouted, and slashed at Ungriffe's sword.

  Only hear a crisp sound, the sword segment is divided into two sections.

  The half of the blade that was chopped off went crazy in the air, and finally fell to the ground.

  The scene fell into extreme silence for a while!

  Ungriffe widened his eyes, he was silent for a while before he realized what had been invented.

  While Jeflo witnessed this wonder, the first time he checked whether he had broken the master’s sword. He especially stared at the sword body, which was the easiest to break. As a result, he raised the sword to face the sun, without seeing any traces of the blade at all.

  The master’s sword has no damage at all!

  Aware of this fact, Jeflo was shocked in a cold sweat on the spot.

  The same sweaty feet are still Ungriffe: "Gould, my friend, the Roths... how could they be possible?!"

   "Haha. Because they were blessed by Odin." Gould shrugged and took the opportunity to show off: "Their leader is named Otto. You've seen this man before."

   "Yes, I have seen it. It was all a long time ago. That man has not come to our remote place for many years."

"He has a son named Rurik." After speaking, Gould turned his back and pointed his ship with a big finger: "Rurik has been favored and brought many things that are not in the world. For example, this cut The divine sword that breaks the ordinary sword is made with Valhalla's wisdom. In addition, there are many magical things that come from Valhalla!"

   "This...Is this true?" There is a saying that the businessman's mouth is not very credible. It can be seen that after the miracle, Ungriffe had to think about it.

"Rurik, he may have been an ancient hero, he did not order from Odin to return to the world. However, maybe he has forgotten his identity, but retains a lot of Valhalla's knowledge. Now, the Rus people have started. Equipped with such a sword!"

  This is to Angrieff and also to Jeflo. Jeflo will surely have a brand new identity in the future, and Gould hopes that this young man who has been cultivated by himself will be able to obtain more security for himself after giving Rurik to him. Therefore, Jeflo must be made aware of Rurik's extraordinary at the first time.

   Hearing this, Ungriffe is not as simple as sweating on the soles of his feet, he is sweating all over his body.

  Angrif was anxious: "Oh, fortunately we and them are solid allies. If an enemy has such a terrible weapon, wouldn't we!"

"Don't worry." Gould said, patting his heart, "My brother, I have been in the fjord of the Ross people every winter these years. I and that Rurik are already friends. I will represent Unkra The Sri Lankan has a good relationship with him. Ungriffe, you never have to worry. As long as we don't take the initiative to destroy the alliance, our relationship will always be like brothers."

  Ungriffe was very pleased, and he asked, "Oh, now my sword is broken, and I want to buy a sword like this. If two pounds of silver can be bought, I'm willing to pay."

  The implication is that this guy just wants to buy his own sword.

  Of course, this business is not impossible. Merchant! As a businessman, as long as the price is high enough, everything can be sold, even the soul!

  Gould pursues the best interests. He immediately said: "The cost of my sword is two pounds of silver. I am a businessman. If you want to get it now, please give me four pounds of silver."

"you!"

"Why? Meat hurts?! My friend, we are in business! If you have any reason, of course you can go to Roseburg with your money. But the local blacksmiths have already started working day and night, they won't just because you are from Anklas The big boss will reduce the price, and will not make it for you in advance. Moreover, they must believe that you have a huge wealth as a boss, and they will take the opportunity to increase the price. My friend, you will never be unable to even get four pounds of silver. Right."

   "You!" Ungriffe really likes it, and he can't bear being looked down upon by Gould. He gritted his teeth and stamped his feet, and cheered up: "I'll buy it! A mere four pounds of silver coins, I can get them!"

   "Of course, you are also a rich man. My friend, please allow me to go to the chamber first, and we will talk about some important things."

   "Okay! I just happened to go back to get the money."

  Ankras tribe, she is a larger village! In order to maintain the operation of the tribe, the tribe must pay taxes to the chief leader.

  The farmer pays taxes to the village chief, who provides public services to the farmer group. A tacit understanding is born between each other, which becomes a contract.

  One advantage of being a big boss is that you don’t have to work yourself. Ungriffe was only particularly satisfied with this.

  The so-called tax payment means that farmers and hunters pay some grain or fur on a regular basis according to the family.

  As for the more than a dozen large merchants of the tribe, don’t expect to pull even a copper coin out of their mouths.

  The Gould family is very rich, he just doesn’t give the big boss a son. In this regard, Ungriffe can only criticize the merchants for their lack of virtue, but the tribe needs a considerable amount of daily necessities and needs the merchants to traffic. First of all, he cannot force the merchants to take money out by force. Secondly, it is armed, they can't run away after hearing the wind? Then, who would come to the remote Anklas to sell goods?

  Gould’s eldest son was also a fat man, but the young man was ordered to take his wife to stay in the market of the Melaren tribe and run Gould’s dealership in Melaren. What made this old guy more regretful was that the eldest son clearly did not inherit his own skills, and the two children born to his daughter-in-law were both daughters, and they inherited his obesity well.

  After all, it was his granddaughter. Gould felt sorry for him, but he still showed a smile to the children on the bright side.

  But the future is still bright! I have many sons, and even my own body can make more maids give birth to new sons for him. In fact, until now, Gould is a little dizzy in the face of his children and grandchildren. There are so many children! And the number of children with their own blood is still increasing.

  Now, he ordered the guys he hired from Roseburg, he had hired a group of porters at the dock, and his own servants, totaling more than two hundred people, to help him load and unload the heavy cargo on the ship.

After all, in this era when port machinery was not invented, even the most primitive "human squirrel cage crane", the Angkola people simply did not think of the possibility of these equipment. They could only rely on the way of carrying them on their shoulders to give Gul Morality.

  Of course, those who are hired are a large group of farmers waiting to work at the docks. They all know that Gould must have given a huge sum of not less than one silver coin when it comes to moving goods!

  For ordinary farmers, a silver coin is already a very gratifying income, which means that it can be exchanged for new farming tools, or from the hands of Norwegian merchants who occasionally pass over the mountains, buy half of deerskin to make a leather jacket.

  Gould, accompanied by his captain Jeflo and nine other guards, walked confidently towards the tribal chamber.

  It seemed that it had just rained, and the roads in the tribe were a bit muddy. Looking at the houses of the tribe, and the old women who were leaning on the door and watching them, a sense of regret came to my heart.

  A winter has passed! Angkola is still the same, as if ten or twenty years later, it is still the same.

  Look at the people of Ross, everything is changing dramatically! Otto led the tribe to build new settlements, Arik led the tribe to launch a battle of revenge, and Lurik was quietly and quickly improving the strength of the Rus through more inventions.

  The development of a tribe must be inseparable from the decision of its chief leader!

  The power of the Ross people is flourishing, and the hometown of Unkras has stopped!

  Seeing these scenes, why does Gould not want to leave here? As a businessman, of course you have to mix with powerful people. It is best to make friends and form an interest group.

  Gould came to the tribal chamber, he came a little earlier, and soon, the wealthy households in the tribe came together.

  This group of colleagues is definitely not here to discuss matters, he just wants to have a good chat with Gould for the first time. Try to buy Gould's goods. Yes, Gould's Erdao dealers, this group of colleagues are Sandao dealers.

  The merchants of Unkras secretly had an unwritten agreement that merchants who bought goods from Gould could not go to the Merlaren Bazaar. Although of course they can also steal it, but they and Gould do not have a price advantage at all. Sandao dealers buy goods from Erdao dealers, but they have to make a difference in price. They can't make money in Mellaren, and it becomes profitable to go to other allies to sell goods.

   Therefore, Gould, the merchant of the Ankras system, almost monopolized the trade with the Mellaren tribe. For trade with other allies, Gould would not play in person, and the famous name is to give the guys a chance to eat.

  Everyone sat on the leather cushions and enjoyed themselves, and the merchants babbled about Gould’s magical experience in Roseburg, and of course, they also asked about the Excalibur.

  That's a baby after all! Both are businessmen. If they can buy it for 400 silver coins, no one can afford it.

  Some of them have already suggested not to worry about Ungriffe's mood, everyone is vying for this sword, and whoever makes more will sell it!

   To tell the truth, Gould was really heart-warming, and he felt itching in his heart that it was not impossible.

  What is that Ungriffe? Merchant! The principle is to whom the price is high, and to whom the goods are sold.

  After a while, Ungriffe came with a purse, and everyone could see that the old guy’s face was very complicated.

  Ungriffe can't show any style in front of Gould at all~www.readwn.com~ He is close to what can make him look luxurious, and in the end he will be like the ordinary businessman of the tribe.

  He put the purse on the table and shook it deliberately, proving that it was full of silver.

  Four Roman pound silver coins, totaling more than 1,500 grams.

  "The money belongs to you, and the sword belongs to me. Let's trade now."

  Gould smiled sullenly: "No! Big boss, I changed my mind."

"What? You're not selling it? Oh, well, after all, it's your sword, I shouldn't be loved." As he said, Ungriffe put the silver bag around him, feeling deeply in his heart. Gratified.

  Ungriffe, he is really guilty of conscience, you must know that he really hurts to take out this money. He was in a contradiction. After all, the sword body of the Divine Sword was not long. Buying it is more to show your identity. It costs four hundred silver coins, but you lose your money if you want face.

  Gould shook his head: "Because the merchants, many people are willing to offer higher prices. Big boss, if you can bid higher..."

   "What?!" Ungriffe, who understood the situation for an instant, was unhappy, and he tried his best to suppress his mood.

  Gould also stopped his chest: "As you can see, the higher the price gets. Now, you can start to negotiate, the price starts from 400 silver coins."