Five merchants entered the slightly rudimentary blacksmith's shop in Kravassen, and they entered its inner room.

They saw the Kravasson's high-end furnace that can smelt sponge iron without breaking down, and they also saw a simple manual press for pressing glassware.

They lacked in-depth understanding of production and production. They basically turned a blind eye to such objects, saying that getting too close would stain their beautiful fox fur coats.

After the noise of the afternoon, Clavasson and Rlic had not had time to divide the nearly 30 kilograms of silver. Now there are new business opportunities.

Seize the opportunity to make more money. Because money is not just some precious metals, it can also achieve greater power.

Lurik's brain is a bit tired, and this body is also weak, not as good as those adults who have the ability to paddle continuously for more than ten hours.

He endured his sleepiness and decided to have a good chat with these five customers with the help of Clavasson.

Customers, their purpose is very simple!

When they were outdoors, they stretched their necks and sold smiling faces, and bowed to the seemingly "little ghost" Rurik.

Negotiating business? Come on then!

The site of the meeting was at Kravasson's home.

Is the venue simple? That is really crude. It is so simple that the cup for drinking water is made of clay, and only Clavason himself is enjoying the high-end green, harmless and environmentally friendly potassium-lime glass made by him.

Leurik sat cross-legged on the leather cushion, and he gave these well-dressed old guys the feeling that he was not a child at all.

Lurik's voice is childish, but his deportment is quite calm, and he talks like an adult.

"You want to do bigger business with me? Come on, I welcome you on behalf of our Ross tribe."

Lurik made a polite remark, which quickly enlivened the atmosphere.

An old fur merchant wearing a fur hat made of the finest woolen hat of a baby white fox, his right hand gently covered his heart with his clothes, and he bowed slightly to show his sincerity.

"My little master, I admire the furs of your Ross tribe very much. When I grow up to be able to paddle alone from Melaren to your Ross, I begin to live here as a guest. Because of you, I have become rich."

is another polite manner, and Rurik listened to it in a dark tone.

Liu Lik first smiled in business style, and continued to politely: "So, do you think that working with me can make you richer?"

"Of course!" The merchant suddenly picked up his gown and sat upright: "My little master, the five of us are here today to discuss with you. I hope you can trust us, just like the ancient man who trusted the Anklas tribe. Like Erd, trust us. We hope that we can..."

"It's like a piece of grilled meat with sour oil, and share it with you?" Ruriek asked knowingly.

"Yes. We are sincere and willing to cooperate."

This person said, the other four people joined in succession.

In fact, for Rurik, he learned of the clear identity of the Mellaren tribe, so he naturally calculated the possibility of opening up the market.

Because Gould belongs to the Ankras tribe after all, this person imports goods from himself, and theoretically, it will be sold in the Ankras market to a large extent. Although Gould also made it clear that its dumping market is mainly in the big market of the Mlaren people.

Eggs cannot be placed in the same basket, and there cannot be only one customer.

Lurik closed his eyes and thought for a while, and began to ask clearly the exact origins of these five businessmen, because before that, Lurik had only a very rough understanding of their identity, that is, a "guest merchant".

They introduced themselves, three of them are from the Mellaren tribe and two are from the Uppsala tribe.

"Uppsala? I know such a name." Rurik's small waist suddenly sat upright.

"Do you know us well?" an old businessman with strange braids in black bear skin asked respectfully.

Rurik proudly said: "You are from Uppsala, I know very well. Our tribe has some precious wood planks, and our long-lived high priest records our ancient history. Our Ross tribe has been with you. neighbor."

"Huh? Really something?!" The merchant wearing a bearskin hat did not know the matter, but he felt that Rurik said it was a sign of kindness.

"Of course." Rurik affirmed: "Our ancestors chased fur and fish, went to the far north, and came to where they are now."

Because this is recorded on the wooden boards of Veria, the real history has fallen into the mist.

The tribal name of Uppsala will continue, and the name of Mellaren will be the same.

All the people living in the Svealand Plain are Germanic immigrants from the ancient Danish region.

At the end of the Roman Empire, some members of the Aros tribe in central Jutland began to participate in the great movement of northward expansion across the sea.

The immigrants of the Aros tribe entered the Svealand Plain. Many immigrants lived here, and naturally formed a new tribal alliance.

But they have already left Denmark. For hundreds of years, Denmark and Svealand, the two tribal alliance groups, have gradually become incompatible with disputes. The Aros people living in the northeast of Jutland, they call themselves "Aros of the East", that is, "Ostraros".

But they have long become different from their relatives in Jutland. The article "Eastern" is removed, and this becomes Rose.

Lurik is not aware of these events, but Rose's ancestors are closely related to the Uppsalas, the Ankrass, and even the Mellaren.

Merchants deliberately approached Rurik, and the same was true for Rurik.

Since everyone is doing it, everyone has a close relationship with their ancestors.

Lurik said: "Then talk about what you want to buy, and talk about the right price."

"We want to buy your crystal glass. Oh, no, it's a glass." The man in the white fox hat said.

"Continue to buy? Welcome."

"That is, we hope a little discounted price. However, we will definitely buy more."

Leurik squeezed his chin and thought for a while, "Offer? I can consider it. First, how many do you plan to buy?"

The five of them looked at each of them. The man in the white fox hat said, "Two, just twenty. Five of us, each of us buy twenty from you. We plan to go south when we get the goods, and try if we can Sell it well."

Five people buy one hundred glass cups. In fact, making these cups does not require too complicated craftsmanship. Even the so-called most troublesome step is actually the blacksmith entering the mountainous area to find ore. After all, making a glass cup is much easier than forging a steel sword.

Lurik did not immediately reply, but continued to ask: "Let's talk about the price first. I heard what you mean, because I think the price of a 200 silver coin before is too high. You hope I can give it a discount."

"Yes. Today, the tribal cup you sold to you is only sixty silver coins. We can understand it, but I hope that when we buy it, the price will be at least twice as low..."

"How can this work!" Kravasson said suddenly, feeling more emotional, "Listen, besides my steel sword and glass, you may be able to buy it elsewhere. You will only pay more. Money. Do you know Gould's glass bottle? That thing is three hundred silver coins! We sell you two hundred silver coins, which is already a discount."

These five merchants also respected Clavassen, all because of the fact that today's Ross blacksmiths have begun to forge magical steel swords.

The merchants are sitting here, and they also have a demand for steel swords.

Liu Rick made a small face, and gently raised his right hand to signal Klavason not to say anything.

Seeing this, the sturdy Cravason hurriedly shut up.

Rurik thought of something. He didn't explain the matter, but said: "Twenty are too many, I can only sell ten of you each. Also, the price, I can give you a discount." Rurik deliberately put on a horrible expression of "losing money": "You think the preferential price of two hundred silver coins given to you is still not favorable enough. That's good! One hundred and fifty silver coins, I can't reduce the price anymore. This is the final The price, do you accept it?"

"Accept! Accept!" The old guy in the white fox hat felt that he really had a price advantage, and quickly nodded respectfully.

But some people also asked why they only planned to sell fifty in total.

Clavasson touched Rurik's arm a few times, then leaned over to get close to the child's ear: Rurik, we can give birth to more. If they want a total of one hundred, then give them to them, I don't think tired."

Lurik still kept his eyes on, ignoring Clavason's suggestion.

Seeing this, Kravasson sat upright and couldn't say anything.

Rurik continued: "If you are willing, we will make a contract. We will make fifty ordinary glasses. As for the price, it is undoubtedly one hundred and fifty silver coins. If you have gold coins in your hand, it is Fifteen gold coins. Listen, I actually prefer gold coins."

Yes, Ruriek still prefers gold coins to silver coins.

is not only because of the beautiful appearance of gold, but also think it is more rare. Regarding gold, its natural currency attributes are highly recognized by Rurik. It is also easier to carry than silver.

Both silver and gold are good things.

Even if there is no paper, the contract still needs to be written on the wooden board with the tip of a knife, and then ink is applied to confirm the contract. Merchants, contracts are very important.

The five businessmen were so moved that they almost cried. Because Rurik is to make a written contract, so as to ensure that neither party will turn back and deny.

And this wooden board that records the contract is also a proof of the close business relationship with each other in the future.

The five of them felt that they finally got a piece of the pie from the very rich Gould. Maybe they could not sell soap on a large scale, but selling glasses should also make a lot of money.

The wood plank contract has been scribed. The contract stipulates that Rurik should make all the glasses within five days. The matter is not difficult, but Clavasson needs to go to the mountains and river ditches to choose suitable ore and river sand.

At this moment, the sky is finally getting late, because the summer solstice is approaching, the day in Roseburg is getting longer and longer.

Another contract order for up to seventy-five pounds of silver was confirmed. Clavassen was already gearing up. He thanked Rurik in his heart, and started production just as he was about to stand up.

However, commercial transactions will continue.

Of these five businessmen, their financial resources are certainly not as good as Gould. However, their abilities are not small.

They also hired guards to defend themselves, purely out of the ability to buy and sell, each household can earn at least one thousand silver coins a year.

The most common Ross fishermen, the monthly food consumption may be equivalent to only three silver coins.

In this society, the gap between the rich and the poor is so extreme, and it objectively stimulates the fishermen to become fighters, looting hostile families, and possessing the savings of a large family for a lifetime.

The five of them bought all kinds of leather goods and other things of the Ross people every year, and then sold them to the tribes in the south at a high price, and even secretly sold them to the Danes to make greater wealth.

For ten glasses, they spent two years of net profit. They had already calculated a sum of money for themselves, which is of course more cost-effective than buying and selling.

In fact, even if it is still two hundred silver coins, it is still worthwhile.

After all, that old guy Gould is a shrewd man. Three hundred silver coins in a glass bottle, that's the market price in the South.

So there was a difference of 100 silver coins. Thanks to the kindness of the future leader of the Ross tribe, the profit of the difference soared to one hundred and fifty.

What kind of concept is this? If you sell it safely, one sales action this year will be worth the past two years!

Of course, with such precious possessions, they also know that there will be people on the sea who will kill themselves and plunder them. Even so, taking risks is still a highly profitable action.

The five merchants decided to take a gamble at all costs. They held their wooden plank contracts, and realized that if they didn't succeed, they would be benevolent.

The transaction is still ongoing.

This time, the subject became Clavasson.

The man wearing a white fox fur hat from the Mellaren tribe said: "We all plan to buy steel swords from you. But we are different from your tribe. We have always had a lot of wealth, so we naturally want to get the best. Good sword."

"Hehehehe." Cravason smiled in a good mood: "Okay, what kind of sword do you need?"

The five of them each began to explain their own needs, the core requirement is that the length is 2/cm), the blade has a bloodletting slot, and the slot should be inlaid with gold. They all requested that not only the hilt of the sword should be made of hard oak but also inlaid with some silver.

The most important thing is the end of the hilt, where a large amber must be placed.

They also have some personalized requirements. Clavasson wrote on a long-used wooden board one by one with charcoal blocks. This is a memo.

"Let's talk about the price!" Nowadays, the iron smelting industry is still the seller's market to control the price, and Kravasson has a price; "500 silver coins for a steel sword."

"Ah?! So expensive." The white fox hat merchant was taken aback, as did the others.

Even Rurik was shocked.

But Kravasson claims to be such a high price, and he is reasonable: "Do you think it is expensive? Don't ignore it. I am a blacksmith and a gemsmith. See what your own requirements are? Processing hardwoods, inlaying gems, and Plate the sword with gold and silver. Remember, if you leave our Ross tribe, you will explore the end of the world, and you won't find a second craftsman who has this ability!"

Leurik really admired it secretly. He has the ability to speak hard.

When they thought of owning an exquisite sword that was not inferior to the leader of the Ross tribe, Otto, and spending half a year's income to buy it, the five of them made a ideological struggle and expressed their approval.

It takes time to make a sword.

In the face of these wealthy people, Kravasson adhered to professional ethics and did not intend to stop pretending to be the fifty refining as the twenty refining in the production of 100 steelmaking. Clavasson knew that he had to take into consideration Rurik's attitude, and let the businessmen down. That would affect Rurik's interests, and it would be extremely harmful.

An agreement on special steel swords was also signed. It was completely different from the former. The delivery date of this agreement was postponed to the autumnal equinox day, which is the day when it appeared at night in the second half of the year.

For businessmen, that means they bring all kinds of goods to the south and sell them cleanly. When they return with other goods, they can get their own magical steel sword.

They took the lead to pay a deposit of one hundred silver coins for this.

They are all merchants, and Lurik did not forget the opportunity to continue trading.

Merchants want to expand the transaction volume as much as possible to make profits in the warm summer. UU Reading www.uuknshu.com only transports Roseburg's goods to the south, and the money they earn is only a share. The Rus people have also needed some southern goods since ancient times, but for a long time, the demand of the Rus people is not great. One of the most important imported goods is flax!

Rurik made another verbal promise with them: "You are doing your best to buy daily necessities in the south. Especially grain and flax! You buy wheat during the harvest season in the south and ship it to us. I will pay you twice the price. Acquisition."

As the future leader, Lurik made sure that he was not joking, but he did not make a written contract.

Because the Svealand Plain can grow wheat, and Roseburg does not have this condition. Because the oats and rye in the harvest season are not dried, and the farmers lack excellent storage technology, they all concentrate on selling wheat during this time.

The price of ke wheat is stable in normal years, and the value is not high. Trafficking wheat is actually not as good as trading in special commodities to make money faster.

For example, merchants resell looted foreign population. Because more labor is strength!

Since Rurik is using his honor as a bargaining chip, businessmen are willing to do so! The double purchase price proposed by Rurik makes the wheat trade really profitable in normal years.

But, where did the merchants and even Klavasson know, leaving Rick's little abacus in his heart.

Especially Klavasen, he waited for the merchants to sleep in their own homes, so that he could have a good talk with Rurik. He could make more glasses and make a lot of money. How could he be forced to restrain by Rurik? !