Wolf King

Xiao Yun sent away the **** of plague, uh... sent away the elven guests, and that night he slaughtered an old cow and had a potato stew to celebrate...

There is something wrong with it, no matter how warm and polite to the two elf warriors, they pretend to be happy and do business with the elf clan. Naturally, it’s a good thing, but Xiao Yun also has to worry about when people have learned something, isn’t it...

For this reason, he forcibly resisted the urge to run the coast port to take a look-if he went, if the elves had any ideas to talk to him on the spot, he was hard to find excuses; it is better to just Let the same honest soldiers pass by, what makes Hongye drag and slow, and tossing back and forth can also deal with the past.

Since we don’t have the size of pulling the wrist with others, it’s okay to squeeze the nose and slap the king to see the king, but um, his cub "elder" is the same as the elders’ rural tribal generals. What's going on...

Xiao Yun also knew that maybe he thought too much, maybe the elves were really not interested in the three melons and two dates on the grassland, but they could not bet on the fate of their own fate. After all, things are too sad and hastened; the so-called unprepared wins first, the corresponding emergency plan must be prepared when taking out the project plan. Be careful not to make a big mistake. Make more money...

Carrying the heavy duty of "showing weakness and acting silly" and the red leaves on the road with Yu, she was caught by Xiao Yun before going to make up for two nights of classes, although she inevitably felt that A Yun was a bit worried, so think about A Yun's words Indeed, it also makes sense to take care of this matter; after rushing more than a thousand heads of cattle and sheep to the elven port after more than ten days of running, and meeting Prince Carlisle, Hongye proposed to use his eyes to signal Prince Carlisle to Opportunity to talk to her.

Prince Carlisle quietly arranged for people to take over the goods sent by Mr. Ayun, let the noble Saint Bridge who came with the boat see the snow wolf commodities, and let the royal navy under his hand be responsible for the order on the spot. I found an opportunity to get out, and hurriedly met Hongye in the hut provided by the elves.

"Ayun said, we don't have to be particularly'hot' in our transactions." Hongye added a second thought, "It's better not to look decent...this is Ayun's original words."

Prince Carlisle suspiciously: "What does Teacher Ayun mean?"

Hongye approached Carlisle and lowered his voice: "The forest elves are too powerful. Neither you nor us can talk to the forest elves on an equal footing, so Ayun means that we better be weak enough to not get on the table."

Prince Carlisle froze, suddenly awakened, and suddenly the beads of sweat dripped down the temples. No wonder Mr. Ayun sent the red leaves. During this time, he was indeed too smooth, and even the minimum vigilance was lost. ——He actually had some sullen elves who were not formal enough in this cooperation. Isn’t that a joke, if the elven clan is officially involved in North-South trade, what is the prince of his small human race? What about St. Bridge?

"I see." Prince Carlisle solemnly.

The elf hotel where General Elf Kleist stayed is far from the trading area provided for the human race, and it is diagonally separated from the chalet where the human race lives...The forest elf is a race that maintains the basic etiquette between the ancient races, but He did not lose his pride as an elven race. Cooperating with the human race does not mean that he will be intimate with humans. Except for the large races like the Hai race, there are not many races that can talk to the elf race on an equal basis.

At this moment, General Krest placed his saber on the table, holding a white porcelain plate in his hand and carefully looking at it. The outer side of this white porcelain plate was plated with a circle of pure blue blade rings, and a large piece in the middle Immaculate white, with a simple vine-like pattern in the middle of the disc, with a grand and elegant style, even in the eyes of General Kleist.

"Is this made by the Snow Wolf tribe?"

Both the Terran and Dragon tribes are extremely fond of gold and silver tableware, and the ardent pursuit of gleaming aesthetics is very despised here, because the most sought after among the elves are often crystal, stone, or even cheaper glass on the market The products, that is, the elves prefer the low-key style of Neixiu... this elegant white porcelain plate is undoubtedly very in line with the aesthetics of the elves, which makes General Krest very puzzled, Snow Werewolf? Aesthetic? Why is it so awkward to put these two words together?

"Yes, after their clan made such tableware, they planned to sell it on the grassland, but the gift to the tauren attracted the attention of the tigers, so they could only be stored in the warehouse. When Kai and I expressed our concern for this After appreciating the porcelain tableware, the young wolf of the Snow Wolf clan Ayun asked if he could exchange the sun cloth with us with porcelain." Hailin was proud.

Hmmm... he didn't have the bad heart to go to the boss in front of his head, and tore it privately. They were still friends.

As for acknowledging the covetousness of the fearful tigers... it's a step in a cub's weakness.

General Krest put the porcelain plate lightly on the table, rubbed the smooth and delicate round outer wall of the porcelain plate with his fingers for a while, and suddenly pushed the porcelain plate inward, got up and raised his sword: "Follow me to see the Snow Wolf tribe and Commodities traded in St. Bridge."

"Yes." Hailin leaned back slightly, and when General Kleist strode past him and walked out of the door, he still turned his head and squeezed at the face of Kai who was dead.

This is where the height determines the horizon... Hailin is not stupid, or it is difficult for the longevity elf to be stupid, but he just can’t see the snow wolf cub Ayun and his big brother The air battle between General Krest is ongoing.

The human races scattered around the port seem to have mostly ran to the Exchange Square to see the excitement. When General Kleist arrived, he had not yet seen the Snow Wolf warriors, so he was quarreled with the noise of the noise. Frowning slightly.

He squeezed his nose around the stinking, bleating sheep and walked to the field. Before the person approached, he was stimulated by the sound of a human ear ear pain.

"Changing a sheep for a box of spices? Are you sure? You won't change it? Oh God, big man, just say you are a very honest businessman, otherwise Lord Conrad is going to be angry!"

"Go away from Conrad, do you want to anger our guests!"

"Shut up! Where is your prince, I ask to change our goods first-"

"Just kidding, you **** bastard!"

Two little old men in magnificent noble robes waved thin arms at the spot and beat up, making several snow wolf warriors standing in front of the flock, shirtless, with ears on both sides of their heads A look of brutality...

"Enough, pull them away, the next order!" a grumpy St. Bridge naval officer roared. "One hundred cows for one cargo, the snow wolf brought four hundred cows. , Is the four ships, clerk, hurry up!"

"Wait, that's unreasonable! My ship is loaded with peppercorns and ginger. They only have garlic. Isn't it a loss for the goods I provided!" The old man who claimed to be Lord Conrad shouted again .

"You can't lose it. Your Highness has said that the subsidies will be calculated separately based on the total value of the cargo on the ship and subsidized with fur!" the naval officer shouted impatiently.

"I don't want fur, I want the horn of the snow beast!" Lord Conrad screamed.

These words stabbed the Ma Honeycomb, and the nobles around the arms watching the lively nobility did not do it, and they scolded...

General Kleist jumped straight on his forehead, unwilling to lean on the most crowded one, and turned to the other side.

Cattle and sheep accounted for more than half of the site, while fur and other grassland specialty products accounted for only a small half, and there were more snow werewolves standing here. All shirtless, only wolf leather shorts and rattan shoes, the snow werewolf Kleist is naturally reluctant to contact directly. Looking around to find a more decent human noble, just about to beckon. The decent noble ghost cried out: "My God, the complete tail, spine and skull of the scorpion tail lion? And the complete head of the thorn wood demon? Who mixed these babies in sheepskin?!"

Responsible for counting the miscellaneous fur: "Uh..."

"Oh my god, the goddess of the nobility is on top, the legs of the net weaver! This is the legs of the net weaver! You actually brought the legs of the net weaver in a bark, the goddess of gold coins, look at these barbaric goddesses What a savage did!"

Yu looked at the human noble with a blank expression.

"Don't use mud to desecrate gold, you make precious goods worthless, BALABALABALA... jerk! Put the tail of the scorpion tail lion!"

"No, I'm going to exchange this set of scorpion-tail lions with my goods. I've already asked His Royal Highness, and His Royal Highness promised me he would consider it!"

"What a joke--"

"Okay! Are you here to help with the inspection or to make trouble! Let go of it-the garlic over there hastily moved over and vacated the warehouse!"

"Here is the sir!"

A group of sailors carried the boxes of garlic rumbling and rushed... There were ginger, pepper pepper bags, and star anise tangerine peels...

Kleist's complexion changed slightly, and he took two steps silently, and two steps back. Other spices were okay. The smell of garlic, pepper, pepper and chili was originally mixed with other spices, plus the smell of fur... It's almost like a biological weapon.

The eyes of the snow wolf warriors were bright, and they rushed to open the box to check the garlic and pepper. The smell on the scene was even more ecstasy...

General Kleist remained silent for a few seconds and turned away-he thought too much. Even if he produced exquisite and elegant porcelain, the snow wolf family was still the snow wolf family, and the deal with the human race was not decent. shameful!

Back at the wizard hotel where he stayed, Kleist walked to the window sill decorated with vine flowers and stood for a while before feeling the smell of the nose. Sitting back in position, I thought about the group of Snow Werewolves who were waiting for the value of the goods to be calculated by the counterparty. The ethnic group cannot naturally be less particular than the human family.

"Haline, Kay, go back to the tribe and send the porcelain samples back. Please ask the elders to approve whether the Xuewol tribe's price is reasonable."

Hailin was a bit strange. The price of the cub Ayun was very cheap and cost-effective in his opinion. The general did not object to it before. Why did he suddenly change his mind? However, as a warrior, he had nothing to put his beak on. Yes.

General Kleist also found that he was inadvertently affected by the "performance" of the human nobles. He began to feel that the price of the Snow Wolf clan degraded the value of porcelain, which made him a little unhappy. "Ignorance of Goods"-The absolute strongman is certainly qualified to talk about mercy. Obviously, General Krest's position on himself is at least completely correct at present...

The noisy Exchange Square has been arguing for a whole day and hasn’t gotten things done. The elf warriors who patrolled the harbor did not like to be close to that area; it was made by the noisy nobles and the rushing sailors. Under the natural cover, the core part of the transaction started quietly in a hut in the trading area.

Prince Carlisle solemnly brought up the two suitcases and handed them to Hongye: "The seeds that Mr. Ayun wants are in the box on the left, and the things copied from the database of the Alchemist Association database are in the box on the right. A sample of the alloy Tim also made a few pieces...these recipes cannot be leaked, please be careful on the way back."

Hongye nodded and took the box to his feet. The former was okay. If the latter leaked out, Tim would be removed from the Alchemist Association.

In addition to the inheritance of the family blood, the cultural transmission of this world is the inheritance of masters and disciples. It is quite difficult to learn some advanced technology...

Packing the suitcase, Hongye also took out two stacks of bark paper carefully wrapped in sheepskin, and gave both hands to Carlisle: "This one is the firing process of porcelain. Ayun told me to tell you that when you did not become a king, Don’t open it until your army is faithful to your army."

"This one is the story that A Yun told us, and the post-reading feeling we wrote after studying the story. After you can skillfully use the "grassland script", you can open it and see."

Carlisle held the bark of these two stacks of parchment with some trembling hands, breathing gradually thicker... especially the one above, Mr. A Yun actually handed him the porcelain craftsmanship so unreservedly, which made His eyes couldn't help but get hot.

"A Yun said that he was very proud of your growth, but he taught you knowledge does not mean that you have the qualification to dedicate to him unconditionally, he said:'We are teachers and disciples, but also independent individuals, we If the relationship between the two is maintained only by the apprenticeship, then sooner or later, we will gradually alienate due to certain conflicts, coldness, and a stranger. I hope that I can always be an apprentice with you, so I hope we can be a community of interest forever .'"

Hongye carefully memorized Xiao Yunjiao's words before leaving. When Carlisle whimpered uncontrollably because of the words she conveyed, and had to twist her face, Hongye felt that she understood Ayun's teaching a lot.

A Yun has always told them very bluntly, don't rely on family, love, friendship and other idealistic things to build a team. In behavior, he has always led by example, and behaved as he always did.

Letting people do something will make people know why they should do it, what are the advantages and disadvantages of doing so, how will it affect themselves, the collective, and others, not because Ayun thinks Let anyone do something.

This style will be uncomfortable in the early days, but if you can get used to it, as long as you are a bit brainy, you will know that this is really a way of thinking for yourself-Carlisle inevitably felt that Ayun was too much when he first began to receive instructions from Ayun Paying attention to the gains and losses of utilitarianism, it was only when he discovered that Ayun's focus was not on narrow personal gains and losses.

And now, Ayun has given him another vivid lesson: Don't be ashamed to talk about profit, interest is not a bad thing.

"I understand."

Prince Carlisle bowed deeply to Hongye, and Hongye did not evade. Both of them knew who this was.

Farewell to the red leaves, Carlisle returned to his hut to think for a while, and got up to find Tim.

Tim, as a spellcaster, is naturally eligible to have an independent cubicle. When Prince Carlisle came, he was sorting out his belongings. When he opened the door and saw His Royal Highness Prince, who was supposed to be in charge of the transaction, Tim was a little surprised: "Carlisle?"

Carlisle entered the door and closed the door. He sat on the chair opposite Tim's bed and looked at his lowly friend. Carlisle smiled slightly and sincerely: "Tim, would you like to be a court mage for me?"

Tim shivered and almost threw out his precious alchemy notes: "I? The court mage?" He could not help but smile bitterly, and everything about his prince was transparent, no shame, "Who in the kingdom does not know that I am on the surface The adopted son of the Humphreys is actually just a serf-born male servant. If I become your court mage, it will make you a laughing stock."

"Thousands of years ago, the first King St. Bridge was the eldest son of the manor before he was supported by the army." Carlisle smiled somewhat ironically. "The nobles in the kingdom, there are many civilians in their ancestors. Your family is from Was it the serf from the beginning? It wasn’t that the serfs in the kingdom mostly came from the remnants of the old empire. Your ancestors were probably citizens of the old empire and little nobles five hundred years ago. Who knows?"

Tim's face is dumb... What is His Highness Prince talking about? !

"Viscount Conrad, the upstart, his great-grandfather is a hidden adventurer. The descendants of the incapable can obtain the title of the kingdom because his grandfather used the money recovered by his great-grandfather to marry the young lady of the noble family and buy the ruling The official got a large plantation, and his father used the name of his mother to smash money into the noble social circle of the king, and he was finally granted a blessing."

Tim Tiger's body was shocked, saying that the rough is coming, that the rough is coming! The prince of a country, openly despise the noble nobles... he is the supporter you have won, is this appropriate? !

"Identity is not a problem, Tim, no matter how good he is, he can’t compare with the talents of no one. There are so many princes in the millennium. The title of the knight is passed down one level, even if it has the blood of the royal family. After four or five generations It’s still a lot of people. What is the use of this origin?” Prince Carlisle said calmly. “You are my friend and my approved companion. I think your talents are far superior to the existing court mages in the kingdom. This is The foundation. The public believes that the humble origin is just that the power we have is not strong enough, we already have the best foundation, so why not work hard and use the most powerful power in the kingdom to let everyone recognize your ability? ."

"Carlisle...I..." Tim was speechless in excitement.

"...I should apologize to you. You have followed me over the years. I have found that your status and ability do not match countless times, but because I am also stupidly plagued by the prejudice of the public, I do not face the respect you deserve. This is me "It's wrong." Prince Carlisle smiled, and there was a silent thunder burst in a calm tone. "When I became a king, you were my court mage."

Tim stood straight for a while, lowered his head, pressed his chest to the chest with his palms, knelt on one knee, and his tone became stable from excitement: "I look forward to that day, my king."

Carlisle reached out to lift Tim, the Prince of the Kingdom and the young people at the bottom looked at each other and smiled, with a tacit understanding, full of love...Cough cough cough!

Carlisle took a deep breath and said half-jokingly: "I am not the only one who is going to officially apologize, and Darren, oops, it's not easy to be honest with him, he must have been disappointed with me more times."

"Then let me go with you. In front of me, "Alien", Darren always wants to give our prince some face." Tim also laughed.

Carlisle immediately took him out: "Well, you have to help me speak good words."

Tim also pulled him back and laughed.

Feeling Tim’s unprecedented intimacy, Carlisle was calm on the face and touched deeper in his heart. Teacher A Yun was right and should not be ashamed to talk about profit. Interests are not bad things. It’s not about people who value himself There is simply no respect for the selfish practices of the other party.

Carlisle secretly luck, teacher Ayun, I will not let you down... I will make you proud of me forever.

The transaction lasted for three days. The two parties calculated the material price and the type and quantity of the transaction. More than 30 Snow Wolf warriors left two people to look after the goods, and the others began to move back the spices.

The elves did not have any accommodations or warehouses for the prairie people. Fortunately, the merchant ship in St. Bridge also had to ship the goods back in batches to make room for the snow wolves.

Prince Carlisle left Tim and Darren in town, and he returned with the first shipment of goods and the nobles of the human race. On the same ship was the returning mermaid noble Earl Winston-the next time he came on the merchant ship It is the special product of the sea clan brought to the elven clan.

Standing on the deck, he waved at the left Tim and Darren. The figure on the pier could not be seen clearly. Prince Carlisle turned his face... Almost Yumi's big tear-snapped face fell on his nose.

Prince Carlisle stepped back half a step: "...Yumi, you are so undressed."

"I don't want to be a lady. I came here after a month of sea breeze, and I didn't even see the big river!" Umi Hawkley bite her handkerchief and wept bitterly.

"Uh..." Prince Carlisle looked at the elves and noble guests on the other side of the deck who were talking to the Hai clan on the other side of the deck, lowering his voice. "At least you saw a lot of elves..."

"People don't depend on spiciness, the elves are not as handsome as hot rivers!" Yumi twisted her body like a child crying, her chest flicking.

The elves and nobles seemed to have heard something faintly, and someone turned their heads to look here.

"Hush—whisper!" Prince Carlisle sweated nervously. "That's fine, you promised me to be obedient. In the future, I can invite Mr. Ayun and Dahe to play with our king. You can see it every day. How about Dahe?"

Umi nodded immediately...

The Huoyan tribe, in the kitchen, Dahe, with his shirtless and two strong arms and a shovel cooking in an extra large wok, suddenly shivered.

Dahe: "...What's going on, how come I suddenly feel so cold?"

"Huh?" The horns, sweating and sweating hard, kneading their dough on the desk next to them looked in surprise.