Black Dragon Code

"You said you want to cooperate with us?"

Sif looks at the caravan leader Roy Brando who has dealt with the tribe many times, with sharp nails Gently tapped the bone staff with his fingers: "Do you want to sell our fruit pulp for Stone Crow Clan?"

Speaking, he turned his attention to Gal, Orkhash and the others, in the old leader’s Under scrutiny, the orcs all bowed their heads and looked at their chests, as if they had leaked important tribal secrets.

"Please forgive me, sir."

Roy bowed slightly. He had never had a face-to-face conversation with the true leader of Stone Crow Clan before. It may be the caster of the archmage, anyone should maintain respect: "It's not to blame them, your soldiers are just too straightforward to see us suffer the curse."

The orcs who went to the Dulu Basin with them explained something, hoping to win their favor.

"Your Excellency Wizard, since the last accident, I have always felt guilty. To be honest, I sympathize with your misfortunes, and always hope to find a way to make up for my mistakes."

Roy wiped away the tears that did not exist, and looked distraught: "But I'm just an ordinary businessman, besides praying to the gods day and night, I can do What is it?"

"But today, I found a way to repay you."

His expression changed from sadness to excitement: "As long as you can deliver To my caravan sales, I, Roy Brando, would like to swear with my honor that I will bring you a lot of wealth in the near future to improve the current situation of Stone Crow Clan."

Old The leader did not answer.

In fact, it was not the wizard who talked with Roy, but Caesar in the lair on the top of the mountain. Sif established a connection with Black Dragon through a spiritual link, and then relayed Caesar's words from his mouth.

There was a moment of silence, during which Roy kept looking at the expression on the old orc's face, speculating on his thoughts.

"About the formula impossible to you, this is the secret passed down from ancient times by our Stone Crow Clan." The old orc said.

"The secret of the fart."

Roy's belly slander, this damn orc clan appeared in the wild plains. I don’t know if it has been two hundred years or not. God knows if you are for which dragon The formula stolen from the dependents still talked shyly about the secrets, which is even more hypocritical than human beings.

He didn't expect to guess at will, he would be so close to the truth.

By the way, Roy also knows that it is not realistic to pry the fruit pulp formula from these orcs' mouths, and hope is quite slim, so it is not too entangled, he gently nodded, and the line opened his mouth: " I understand that I respect the customs and taboos of the major clans."

"Although I am just an ordinary businessman, I still have many friends in the northern countries, as long as you can I will sell the finished products to me. I believe that with my own hands, tons of food will come to Stone Crow Clan in the near future."

Sif's unequivocal promise seems to make the old orc a little bit Don't worry, he complied, and said: "How much is it divided?"

How much is it?

Roy was stunned. "Splitting" is a very fashionable business model in the northern countries. Generally, it only appears in the economically developed south and sea trade. In the relatively backward northern countries, businessmen Selling items for others generally adopts a regular commission mode.

He originally thought that once Stone Crow Clan handed over the syrup to him, there would be nothing wrong with these stupid orcs. The orcs had no way of knowing the situation on the market. He could hire a profession at will. The merchant wrote nonsense.

At that time, he can also directly embezzle the income. These dirty and low-intellectual orcs are only worthy to follow and drink some soup.

What didn’t expect was that the word "divided" would pop out of the short-sighted orc. This Old Guy’s wisdom and solidity were beyond imagination, which led him to sort out His thoughts are chaotic, and the plan needs to be reconsidered.

Roy fell into a brief silence.

But he is also one of the heirs of the Great Family anyway, and he quickly sorted out his clues.

"There is one thing that cannot be denied: it is true that the fruit pulp is brewed by the orcs."

Soon, Roy started to care about it and said tentatively: "But Please allow me to remind you that I am responsible for the transportation of goods and sales to the northern countries. Moreover, it is not easy to build business channels in various countries from scratch."

"So, I I hope that the three to seven will be divided into three to seven, and Stone Crow Clan will account for three points. Do you agree?"

He finished speaking in one breath, mixed with many obscure words that the orcs could not understand. The purpose was to make the old wizard Confused, so as to agree to their terms.

Didn't expect this Old Guy didn't care what he said, he immediately shook his head and refused: "No, Stone Crow Clan is 70%."

"How is this possible!"

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Roy seemed to be taken aback, with a frightened expression on his face: "Friend, please understand me. I am just a businessman. It is not easy to sell foreign goods to the northern countries. Those city guards and nobles are all vampires...I need at least 60%."

"Stone Crow Clan is 70%, and humans are 30%."

The old orc did not move. I insisted that I would never change: "If you don’t agree with this, you can cancel this cooperation."

At this time, it shows the role of Caesar’s previous arrangement. If Stone Crow Clan takes the initiative to find When the humans ask to sell Shucao, they will definitely be suppressed to death. Even if Shucao's profit is large, it will be exploited to the extent that only a layer of skin remains.

As a result, he designed to let the caravan discover the pulp brewed by the orcs "by coincidence", and then couldn't stand the temptation to speak up. In the case of asking for Stone Crow Clan, humans were born in negotiations. Zhong is at a disadvantage and is firmly dominated by the orcs.

No matter how clever Roy is, as long as Caesar doesn't let go, there is nothing he can do.

Finally, Roy still couldn’t help Shucao’s huge benefits, and agreed to reach an agreement with Stone Crow Clan. The tribe would provide the Shucao pulp products, and the caravan was responsible for going to the northern countries for sales. The vested interest was divided into four to six. Stone Crow Clan accounted for 60%.

"Then, please let us sign together under the witness of the God of Truth."

The words of the old orc gave Roy the last hope. He gritted his teeth and considered After all, this is no business, even if it accounts for only 40%, it is better than no money, so reluctantly signed the name of "Roy Brando" on the contract.