Wolf King

Xiao Yun sent away the God of Plague, uh... the elves' guests, and that night he slaughtered an old cow and had a potato goulash to celebrate...

There is nothing wrong with it, no matter how warm and polite he was to the two elf warriors, and pretending to be happy to do business with the elves, Xiao Yun regarded the elves as plague gods in his heart; Naturally it's a good thing, but Xiao Yun also has to worry about when he will be enlightened...

For this reason, he forcibly resisted the urge to go to the coastal port to take a look-if he went, if the elves had any ideas, they would talk to him on the spot, and he couldn't even find an excuse to shirk; Let the same upright warriors pass by, let Hongye delay, take it easy, and toss back and forth to deal with it.

Since we don't have the size to wrestle with others, we simply pinch our noses and make a scene where the king doesn't see the king. Well, his cub "elder" is almost the same as the rural tribal general of the elves What happened...

Xiao Yun also knew in his heart that maybe he was thinking too much, maybe the elves really didn't have much interest in the three melons and two dates on the grassland, but they could bet their own fate on whether others would like them or not. After all, things are a bit too sad; the so-called victory is counted before defeat. When you come up with a project plan, you must prepare a corresponding contingency plan. Be careful that there is no big mistake. If you can show weakness and pretend to be stupid, first show weakness and pretend to be stupid. The elder said, pretend less Forced to get rich...

Hongye, who took on the important task of "showing weakness and pretending to be stupid", went on the road with Yu, and was caught by Xiao Yun to make up for two nights of classes before leaving. It is indeed very reasonable, and I am very concerned about this matter; I drove more than a thousand cattle and sheep to the port of the elves after more than ten days, and when I met Prince Carlisle, Hongye offered to signal Prince Carlisle with his eyes. opportunity to talk to her.

Prince Carlisle calmly arranged for someone to take over the goods sent by Mr. Ayun, let the St. Bridge nobles who came with the ship see the products of the Snow Wolf Clan with their own eyes, and let the Royal Navy under him be in charge of the on-site order. He found a chance to escape, and had a hasty meeting with Hongye in the hut provided by the elves.

"Ah Yun said that our transaction doesn't need to be particularly 'hot'." Hong Ye thought about it and added, "It's better not to look very decent... This is what A Yun said."

Prince Carlisle asked suspiciously, "Mr. Ayun, what does this mean?"

Hongye approached Carlisle and lowered her voice: "The forest elves are too powerful. Neither you nor us can talk to the forest elves on the same level. So what Ayun means is that we better be weak enough to not be able to stand on the stage."

Prince Carlisle was stunned for a moment, then he woke up suddenly, and beads of sweat dripped down his temples... No wonder Teacher Ayun sent Hongye here. I really went so smoothly during this time, I lost even the minimum vigilance ——Before he actually had some slander that the elves were not formal enough in this cooperation. Isn't this a joke? If the behemoth of the elves officially came to engage in north-south trade, what would happen to him, the prince of a small human country?And what about St. Bridges?

"I understand." Prince Carlisle said solemnly.

The elf hotel where the elf general Kleist stayed was far away from the trading area provided to the human race, and it was even more diagonally separated from the log cabins where the human race lived... Forest elves are a race that maintains the basic etiquette among ancient races, but He did not abandon the pride of being an elf race, and cooperating with the human race does not mean that he will be intimate with humans. Except for the big race like the sea race, there are not many races that can talk to the elves on an equal footing.

At this moment, General Kleist put his saber on the table, holding a white porcelain plate lightly in his hand and looking at it carefully. The outside of this white porcelain plate is plated with a ring of pure blue leaves, and in the middle is a large Flawless white, with a cluster of vine-like simple patterns in the center of the disc, the style is grand and elegant, even in the eyes of General Kleist, it is impeccable.

"Is this made by the Snow Wolf Clan?"

Both humans and dragons love gold and silver tableware very much. The elves are very contemptuous of the fanatical pursuit of shiny aesthetics, because the most sought after among elves are often crystal, stone, and even relatively cheap glass in the market. The finished product, that is, the elves like a more elegant and low-key style... This simple and elegant white porcelain plate is undoubtedly in line with the aesthetics of the elves, which makes General Kleist very puzzled, snow werewolf?aesthetic?Why is it so awkward to put these two words together?

"Yes, after their tribe made such tableware, they planned to sell it on the grassland, but because the gift to the tauren caught the attention of the tiger tribe, they could only store it in the warehouse. When Kai and I expressed our dissatisfaction with this After appreciating the porcelain tableware, Ayun, the cub of the Snow Wolf Clan, asked if he could exchange the porcelain with us for the suncloth." Hai Lin said with some pride.

Hmm...he didn't have bad intentions to smear Kai in front of his immediate boss, and torn it up in private, the two of them were still friends.

As for voluntarily acknowledging that he is afraid of the tiger clan's covetousness...it is a step in a certain cub's plan to show weakness.

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

"Yes." Helene bowed slightly and backed away. When General Kleist strode past him and walked to the door, he turned his head and winked at the dead-looking Kai.

This is where the height determines the vision... Hai Lin is not stupid, or it is difficult for the long-lived elves to be stupid, but he just can't see the cub of the snow wolf clan, Ayun, and his boss. An air confrontation between General Kleist is underway.

It seems that most of the human races scattered around the port have come to the Exchange Square to watch the excitement. When General Kleist arrived, he was disturbed by the noise of people before he saw the soldiers of the Snow Wolf Clan. Slightly frowned.

He squeezed his nose and walked around the smelly and bleating sheep to the field. Before he got close, he was irritated by a human voice and his eardrums hurt.

"One sheep for one box of spices? Are you sure? It won't change? Oh my God, big man, tell me you are very honest businessmen, or Master Conrad will be angry!"

"Go away Conrad, are you trying to piss off our guests!"

"Shut up! Where is His Royal Highness, I want to exchange our goods first—"

"Are you kidding, you bloody bastard!"

Two little old men in gorgeous aristocratic robes waved their slender arms and fought on the spot when they disagreed, causing a few snow wolf warriors standing in front of the flock, shirtless and with animal ears on both sides of their heads. Confused...

"That's enough, pull them away and place an order!" A grumpy St. Bridge naval officer growled, "One hundred cows are worth one shipment, and the snow wolf clan brought four hundred cows in total. , that is Sichuan, clerk, please write it down quickly!"

"Wait, that's unreasonable! My family's ship is loaded with pepper and ginger, and theirs only has garlic, so wouldn't it be a loss for the goods provided by my family!" The little old man who called himself Master Conrad yelled again .

"No loss, His Royal Highness said that the subsidy will be calculated separately according to the total value of the goods on board, and the subsidy will be subsidized with fur!" The naval officer shouted impatiently.

"I don't want the fur, I want the horn of that snow beast!" Master Conrad said hoarsely.

This remark stung a hornet's nest, and the nobles who stood by and watched the fun stopped doing it, and began to curse...

The veins on General Kleist's forehead were throbbing, and he was unwilling to lean against the most crowded area, and turned to the other side.

Cattle and sheep accounted for more than half of the field, fur and other grassland specialties only accounted for a small half, and there were more snow werewolves standing here.The snow werewolf Kleist, who was all shirtless, only wearing animal skin shorts and rattan straw sandals, was naturally unwilling to contact him directly. Looking around, he found a decent human nobleman, who was about to wave, when he saw the man who was still there when he was interviewed last time. The respectable noble ghost yelled: "My God, the complete tail, spine and skull of the manticore? And the complete head of the thorn wood demon? Who mixed these treasures with the sheepskin?!"

Yu, who is in charge of counting fur and miscellaneous items: "Uh..."

"Oh my God, Goddess of Nobility, the legs of the Weaver of the Web! This is the leg of the Weaver of the Web! You brought the legs of the Weaver of the Web wrapped in bark, Goddess of Gold Coins, look at these outrageous Well done by the Savage!"

Yu looked at the human nobleman expressionlessly.

"Don't desecrate gold with mud, you're making precious commodities worthless, BALABALABALA... bastards! Put down the manticore's tail!"

"No, I want to exchange my family's goods for this set of manticores. I have already asked His Royal Highness, and His Royal Highness promised me that he will consider it!"

"Are you kidding—"

"Okay! Are you here to help inspect the goods or to make trouble! Get out of the way—moving the garlic over there quickly and freeing up the warehouse!"

"Here comes the sir!"

A group of sailors rushed over carrying boxes and boxes of garlic... Behind them were those carrying ginger, those carrying prickly prickly ash bags, those carrying pepper bags, and those carrying star anise and tangerine peel...

Kleist's complexion changed slightly, and he took two steps back silently, and then two steps back. The other spices are fine. The smell of garlic, pepper, and pepper is already strong, 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 up to open the box to check the garlic and peppercorns, and the smell on the scene became even more ecstasy...

General Kleist was silent for a few seconds, then turned and left—he had thought too much, even if he could make exquisite and elegant porcelain, the Snow Wolf Clan was still the Snow Wolf Clan after all, and the deal with the Human Race was not decent at all... Those Human Races were even worse. shameful!

Back at the Elf Hotel where he was staying, Kleist walked to the window sill decorated with vines and flowers and stood there for a while before feeling the peculiar smell in his nose being eliminated.Sitting back in his seat, thinking back to the group of snow werewolves who were stupidly waiting for their counterparties to calculate the value of the goods, the elf general knocked on the table with his fingers... Among the nobles of the human race, there are also people who treat the goods of the snow wolf clan formally. Naturally, the race cannot be less particular than the human race.

"Haileen, Kai, you go back to the tribe and send back the porcelain samples. Please ask the elders to approve whether the price offered by the Snow Wolf tribe is reasonable."

Hailin was a little surprised, the cub Ayun's offer was very cheap and cost-effective in his opinion, and the general didn't object before, so why did he suddenly change his mind, but as a soldier, he had nothing to say about it, so he immediately bowed his head and said yes.

General Kleist didn't notice that he was inadvertently influenced by the "performance" of the nobles of the human race. He began to feel that the price of the snow wolves somewhat depreciated the value of porcelain, which made him a little unhappy. The thieves looked down on the snow wolves "I don't know what to do" - the absolute strong are of course qualified to talk about mercy. Obviously, General Kleist's positioning of himself is completely fine at least for the time being...

The noisy trading square has been arguing for a whole day without getting things done, so that the elf warriors patrolling in the port don't like to approach that area; Under natural cover, the core part of this transaction quietly began in a small room in the trading area.

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

Hongye nodded, and took the box and put it at her feet. The former is fine, but if the latter is leaked, Tim might be expelled from the Alchemist Association.

In addition to the inheritance of family blood, the way of cultural transmission in this world is the inheritance of master and apprentice. It is not easy to learn some advanced technology...

Putting away the suitcase, Hongye also took out two stacks of bark paper carefully wrapped in sheepskin, and handed it to Carlisle with both hands: "This is the firing process of porcelain, Ayun asked me to tell you, before you become a king, Don't open it until your men are loyal only to your army."

"This one is the story Ayun told us, and the impression we wrote after we learned the story. You can open it and read it after you can use the 'grassland characters' proficiently."

Carlisle held the two stacks of parchment-wrapped bark paper with trembling hands, and his breathing gradually became heavy... Especially for the above one, Mr. Ayun actually handed over the craftsmanship of porcelain to him so unreservedly. His eye sockets couldn't help but heat up.

"Ayun said that he is very proud of your growth, but the knowledge he taught you does not mean that you are qualified to dedicate to him unconditionally. He said, 'We are teachers and disciples, and we are also independent individuals. If the relationship between us is only maintained by the relationship between master and apprentice, then sooner or later we will gradually become alienated, indifferent, and strangers due to certain conflicts. I hope that I can always be a master and apprentice with you, so I hope that we can be a community of shared interests forever .'"

Hongye carefully and word by word recited the words Xiao Yun taught before leaving. When Carlisle sobbed uncontrollably because of what she conveyed and had to turn his face away, Hongye felt that she had understood a lot of Ayun's teaching.

Ayun has always told them very bluntly, don't rely on family, love, friendship and any ideal things to build a team. In terms of behavior, he has always set an example, and his words and deeds are consistent.

When people do something, they will clearly know why they want to do it, what are the advantages and disadvantages of doing so, and what impact will it have on themselves, on the collective, and on others, not because Ayun wants to do it. Let whoever does something let him do it.

This style will make people uncomfortable in the early stage, but if you can get used to it, as long as you have a little brain, you will know that this is the way to really consider yourself-Carlyle inevitably felt that Ayun was too much when he first started to accept Ayun's guidance. He paid attention to utilitarian gains and losses, and when he realized that Ayun did not pay attention to narrow personal utilitarian gains and losses, he was shocked to become a heavenly man, and he respected Ayun, who was younger than him, as his teacher without hesitation.

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

"I understand."

Prince Carlisle bowed deeply to Hongye, Hongye did not back away, both of them knew who this was a salute to.

Farewell to Hongye, Carlisle went back to his hut to think for a while, then got up to find Tim.

As a spellcaster, Tim is naturally qualified to have an independent small room. When Prince Carlisle came, he was sorting out his belongings. When he opened the door and saw His Royal Highness who was supposed to preside over the transaction, Tim was a little surprised: "Carlisle?"

Carlisle entered and closed the door, and sat on the chair opposite Tim's bed. Looking at his friend from humble background, Carlisle smiled and said sincerely, "Tim, are you willing to become a court mage for me?"

Tim trembled and almost threw out his precious alchemy notes: "Me? A court mage?" He couldn't help but smile wryly, everything about him is transparent to His Royal Highness, and there is nothing shameful about him, "Who in the kingdom doesn't know that I am superficially The adopted son of the Humphrey family is actually just a manservant of serf origin, if I become your court mage, it will make you a laughingstock."

"Thousands of years ago, the first King of St. Bridge was only the eldest son of the manor owner before he got the support of the army." Carlisle smiled slightly ironically, "There are many nobles in the kingdom whose ancestors were of commoner origin. Your family came from Did they belong to serfs at the beginning? No, most of the serfs in the kingdom come from the remnants of the old empire. Your ancestors may have been citizens of the old empire 500 years ago, minor nobles, who knows?"

Tim was stunned... What is His Royal Highness talking about? !

"Viscount Conrad, the upstart, his great-grandfather was a reclusive adventurer. The descendants of the outlaws can obtain the title of the kingdom because his grandfather used the money his great-grandfather made to marry a lady from a down-and-out noble family and buy the ruling The official obtained a large plantation, and his father used the name of his mother's family to spend money to squeeze into the aristocratic circle of the king's capital, and finally obtained the title."

Tim's body shook, and he said it was rough, it was rough!The prince of a country blatantly despises the nouveau riche aristocrats... He is the supporter you have won, is that okay? !

"Identity is not a problem, Tim, no matter how good the family background is, it is not as good as the one-in-a-million talent. There have been so many princes for thousands of years, and the titles have been passed down from one level to the next. Even if they have royal blood, four or five generations later What's the use of such a background." Prince Carlisle said calmly, "You are my friend and my recognized companion. I think your talent is far superior to the existing court mages in the kingdom. Foundation. What the public thinks is a humble background, but the power you 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 too excited to speak.

"...I should apologize to you. Over the years you have followed me, I have found countless times that your status and ability do not match, but because I was also foolishly troubled by the prejudice of the public, I did not face up to the respect you deserve. My fault." Prince Carlisle smiled, and there was a silent thunder in his calm tone, "When I became king, you were my court mage."

Tim stood still for a while, lowered his head, pressed his palm on his chest, knelt down on one knee, and his tone changed from agitated to steady: "I look forward to that day, my king."

Carlisle stretched out his hand to help Tim up, and the prince of the kingdom smiled at the young man at the lower level. The tacit understanding is infinite, and the friendship is full...cough cough cough!

Carlisle took a deep breath and said half-jokingly: "You are not the only one I want to formally apologize to, but also Darren. Oh, it's not easy to be honest with him. He must have disappointed me more times."

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

Carlisle immediately pulled him out: "Okay, you have to say something nice for me."

Tim tugged at him too, laughing.

Feeling Tim's unprecedented intimacy, Carlisle's face was calm, but his heart was deeply touched. Teacher Ayun was right. You should not be ashamed to talk about benefits. Benefits are not a bad thing. Not talking about benefits to those you value is the most important thing. There is no respect for the selfishness of the other party at all.

Carlisle secretly lucked out, Teacher Ayun, I will not let you down...I will make you always be proud of me.

The transaction lasted for three days. The two sides calculated the price of the materials and the type and quantity of the transaction. Two of the more than [-] Snow Wolf warriors left to take care of the goods, and the others began to carry the spices back.

The elves didn't have any residences or warehouses for the prairie people. Fortunately, St. Bridge's merchant ships had to transfer the goods back in batches to make room for the snow wolves.

Prince Carlisle left Tim and Darren in charge, and returned with the first shipment of goods and the nobles of the human race. On the same boat was the returning mermaid noble Earl Winston—the next time he came, the merchant ship loaded It is a special product of the sea tribe brought to the elves.

Standing on the deck and waving to Tim and Darren who were staying behind, the figures on the pier could not be seen clearly, and Prince Carlisle turned his face... almost got hit on the nose by Yumi's big face full of tears and snot.

Prince Carlisle took half a step back: "...Yumi, you are not a lady."

"I don't want to be a lady. I came here with a sea breeze for a month, and I didn't even see a big river!" Yumi Hockley cried bitterly while biting her handkerchief.

"Uh..." Prince Carlisle glanced at the elves and aristocratic guests on the other side of the deck who were chatting happily with the Sea Clan from the corner of his eyes, and lowered his voice, "At least you saw a lot of elves..."

"People are not hot, elves are not as handsome as Dahe!" Yumi cried and twisted her body like a child, her chest swaying.

Those elf nobles seemed to have vaguely heard something, and some people turned their heads to look this way.

"Shh—keep your voice down!" Prince Carlisle was so nervous that he was sweating, "That's all right, you promise me to be obedient, and I can invite Teacher Ayun and Dahe to play in our capital in the future, and you will be able to see them every day. Dahe, how is it?"

Yumi immediately nodded frantically...

In the Huoyan tribe, in the kitchen, Dahe, who was shirtless, with two strong arms holding a shovel and cooking in an extra-large iron pan, suddenly shuddered.

Da He: "...What's the matter with the swelling? Why do I feel so cold all of a sudden?"

"Huh?" Niu Jiao, who was sweating profusely and kneading dough on the desk next to him, looked over in surprise.