There are many rumors about the Ross people, and of course their ambition Fodgen can feel it. Fodgen actually came here today to take a look, and until now he has not stated his ultimate goal. He was still probing, but he didn't think that Gould had already named the trade secret of "Ross need a large population".

Because of the population, that is a commodity!

Even if everyone is opposed to selling allies as slaves, what is the reality? Some bankrupts do not want to commit suicide. They want their family to continue to live, so they have to beg to be the slaves of the wealthy.

The most powerful Melaren tribe recognizes this special tradition, and there is no customary law to restrict it.

The reputation of trafficking in the people of allies is indeed not good. Having said that, businessmen, asking for money is a fortune. As long as the merchants do not challenge the authority of the tribal leader and undermine the interests of the leader's family, then no one will care about what they do.

"Forget it, I'm not here to chat with you. I heard something about the Ross people, and I heard that you sell many magical things called soupa, which can wash away the dirtiest things. You get rich. It's a pity that I have lost a lot this year. I am here this time just to beg you."

"Can you still beg me?" Gould smiled unkindly.

Fodgen nodded: "Maybe you will be interested in my request, and there is some good news..." He looked at the girl beside Gould again: "Carlotta, maybe you will be happy too."

"I will be happy?" The girl smiled reluctantly and said: "If my people are still alive, I will be happy. The only thing I can be happy about is this."

"Ah! That's what I'm talking about." Gould blurted out after patting his thigh, and Carlotta was taken aback again.

"Fodegan, what you said is true? My people."

"It's your master, do you really think I sold the people of those allies? How is it possible?"

"What happened to them?" Carlotta stood up completely.

"They are all very good. Women, children, the people I took away, they are all on my island. Haha, Gould, now you can't call me a wicked person. I'm just as good as you. the man."

Gould shrugged, he thought it was ridiculous to say the words from Fodgen's mouth. Then he asked: "It's really weird. I heard that you have gathered a hundred Ostras. What are you trying to take in them?"

"Of course it's for me to work, you know my job. I saved so many people, I can't give them food for nothing, and I'm not really a saint."

"So you mean, they will work for you in the future?" Gould asked deliberately.

"How is that possible! They are only working temporarily, I still want to take these people...let them leave my island."

Gould shook his head: "Isn't that still sold?"

When it comes to the word "sell", it is like a knife in language, slamming Carlotta's heart frantically.

She supported the wooden table and screamed: "No! You can't sell them. They are my people."

Fodgen is indeed afraid of Carlotta's identity, but he will not fear a child. "Carota, those people are in my hands. Many people have expressed their willingness to work for me and be my servants. Your leader is dead. For the time being, only I am helping them, and only I can decide on them. fate."

"No! You can't! Because I'm the new leader of Ostara."

"You?" Verdegan calmed down for a while, then laughed.

Of course, he was the only one laughing wildly at the scene. He laughed for a while and found that the atmosphere was very strange, and he quickly fell into the awkwardness, and quickly asked: "Gould, this child can also be the leader? The Ostara clan is destroyed.

Gould shook his head: "No, Ostara has not been destroyed. Maybe I should give you a grand introduction, this is the new leader of Ostara, Mrs. Carlotta."

In order to reflect the noble status of the girl, Gould used the Gnostic vocabulary of "Mrs.".

"Absurd! She is a child, who would admit it?"

"I admit it." Gould said without changing his face.

"You? You are a businessman, nothing more."

"No. I am a highly regarded businessman by the Ross people, and the Ross people will also recognize Carlotta's identity."

"Really nonsense." Verdegen shook his head. "It doesn't matter, I am a businessman after all. Since you admit that she is a rare female leader, would you like to do something for her?"

"Of course." Gould's answer did not hesitate: "As long as it is not excessive."

"So, are you willing to buy the Ostara refugees in my hands?"

"Buy them?" Gould hesitated instead.

Carlotta suddenly turned his head, and pleaded with a pitiful look: "My lord, we must help my people." Seeing that Gould was still hesitating, she said loudly, "I beg you to save them. We in Ostala will never forget your kindness in the future."

Gould, who was hesitant, immediately changed his mind when he heard the girl's plea.

For businessmen, seeking to obtain is to maximize profit.

"Well, I'll save your people." Gould didn't look at the girl's comforted face much, he asked Fodgen: "How many people are in your hands."

"There are a lot of people, one hundred and ten in total. Among them, forty are women and the rest are children.

"So much?!" Gould was really taken aback.

"There are indeed many, because I have collected some refugees from other sources. Now many refugees live in Yilmalen in the south. I also inquired about the people of Gran, who became neighbors of the Yilmalen. Most of the refugees have integrated into the new tribe. I think Carlotta cannot call them back."

"Then you can't..." Carlotta was interrupted just as she muttered.

"Innocent!" Verdegen snapped: "Carlotta, do you really think everyone recognizes your identity? You are a child. Can you give food to your people?"

Yes, the girl closed her mouth.

Fodgen looked at Gould again: "Friend, I am short of money."

"Are you short of money? Because to feed those refugees?" Gould didn't believe it in his heart.

"I still have the capital to provide some food. The main reason is that this year's business has basically turned off."

Gould's eyes noticed the saber in Fodgen's waist, and deliberately asked: "What? Are you planning to return the sword to me in exchange for money?"

"Sword? Forget it. The Ross man's sword is so good and beautiful, but I want to pass it on to my children and grandchildren. I really lack money, so all the Ostara refugees in my hand are given to you. You want it. give me money."

"Give you money? It's like buying a slave?" Gould asked deliberately.

"Forget it, my friend. Carlotta is here, and she doesn't want to hear the word slave. The question is simple. Anyway, the Mellaren people don't want them. Where is your hometown Anklas? Are the Uppsalas? Want it? If you don't accept it, I think someone will want them."

"Then I want it. They are from Ostara, and I can't treat Ostara's female leader badly."

At this moment, Carlotta looked at the businessman beside him affectionately with a pair of red eyes. Not only was there gratitude in his eyes, Gould could see that there was an urge to repay the favor.

Fodgen shrugged: "What a great decision! Okay, let's talk about the price."

"Go ahead, friend."

"Forty women, one fifty silver coins, seventy children, twenty silver coins each. Add up to three thousand four hundred silver coins. Add to my food, accommodation, and transportation. The cost of their trip to the safe area, and even the cost of buying food on the way. All in all, you give me four thousand silver coins."

The compassionate Gould also frowned at this time: "Are you crazy? Do you know the Briton women at the market? Only the most beautiful are twenty silver coins."

Verdegen straightened up: "So I am not selling slaves, where slaves are so expensive."

"So, you are more treacherous than a slave trader." Gould sniffed.

"No, I'm just asking for money."

"I think you want to recoup this year's losses with me. You are smart and treacherous."

Fodgen laughed: "Haha, you are a really good person. But I don't think you are a good person, but you sell soupa for a price of twenty silver coins."

"Forget it, please don't ridicule me." Gould straightened his head and suddenly put on a serious face: "I will take Carlotta and Ella to the Ross people. I know the Ross people well, they It's the most sentimental tribe. On the contrary, the Melalen people are hypocritical. If the leader of Ross knows that a businessman actually sells hundreds of allies as slaves, what do you do? You say you are not a slave trader. Do you think of the Ross people? Will you believe your nonsense? I think you don't want to survive."

Gould's words are a threat, and Fodgen is indeed a little guilty. "But, I have to get at least a benefit."

"Do you want benefits?" Carlotta suddenly reprimanded with red eyes: "I have three ambers. Those are our treasures. You took them. Each one has the value of a pound of gold."

"Three? No, I only took two of yours. That was my reward for saving your life. Besides, how could Amber be so expensive?" Verdegen retorted the girl's fallacy.

Of course, Gould was standing in the girl's position at the moment. He saw that his old friend's mentality was shaken, and it was just a chance to chase him. He deliberately said: "Carlotta is the leader of Ostara. You blackmailed a leader. This sin is enough to bring you death."

Carlotta continued to follow up: "Yes! You did save us, and you can also get those ambers, except that you can't ask for more. You have to return the tribe to me so you will get a good reputation. When I go to the Ross people, I will tell Chief Ross you are a good person. If you insist on such a high price, I can only tell them that you are a bad person."

Gould fully understood what the girl said, and he secretly admired that this girl was also a villain, she was too young, and she naively believed that the world was either black or white. But I have to say that this girl is already profiting herself, and she wants to help her.

Fodgen was really shaken. He still wanted to reap more benefits for himself: "Your people need to eat, and I have sought treatment with witch doctors for the sick. All the refugees under my control, they have no deaths, they Live well. I have done a lot of good deeds. I must at least get paid."

So on the surface, Fodgen and Carlotta are tit-for-tat, seeing Gould promptly and do something.

Gould took the opportunity to propose a set of solutions.

"Just so, Fodgen, I won't pay you for the army. The two pounds of gold you gave me before, I will give you back. You have suffered a lot this year, and you really need money. I can give it to you now. Gold."

"Oh? That's a good thing. My requirements are not so harsh. If it's two pounds of gold, I...I am willing."

Because from the beginning, Fodgen felt that it was just a simple business between himself and Gould. He couldn't think of too many unexpected events at the moment, so he couldn't expect too much. Besides, he already has a bargaining attitude. His bottom line is actually only one thousand silver coins, and he deliberately quoted a high price for others to bargain.

Unexpectedly, the generous Gould would come up with two pounds of gold!

Gould shilled Fodgen to rest, he left the table for the time being, and soon returned with a linen bag, and put it in front of Fodgen himself.

"this is"

"It's gold, open it up, friend."

Fodgen hurriedly drove the rope and saw the gold coins full of it, and he couldn't help but awe at Gould's generosity.

Gould sat back at the main house, with an arrogant look: "I will give you a pound of gold first, and the other pound will be given to you soon. I also advise you to make some plans for the future. You counted as helping today. Ostarans, I will bring these refugees to the Ross people. In the future, Ostara will become an unprecedented close alliance with Ross. The Ross people are very good for foreigners, but the Mlaren people are unreliable. Friends, follow I will immigrate together. Go to the Ross people."

"Are you crazy? Gould?!" Fodgen was taken aback.

"I'm not crazy. My friend, take your family and follow me. You will get even greater benefits when you settle in Ross."

"Really? Forget it, I don't have any plans for this." Indeed, Fodgen will not change his economic and industrial layout and his living habits just because of a word from his friends.

Gould continued to suggest: "I guess you don't want to do business in the South anymore. Go to the north, Rurik in Ross, who is favored by God. Because Rurik, my income this year is equivalent to my past three years. The sum of the years! Rurik will be the new leader, and he needs talents in all aspects. The current leader of Ross, Otto, is very loyal. You have indeed rescued many Ostras. Your feat will be praised by the Ross people. Even get their favor."

"No, even then I can't move easily."

"I didn't ask you to move, my friend. You can take it to the merchandiser, and the Ross people will like it."

"Really? Forget it!" Verdegan shook his head: "They don't want cowhide. They are merchants selling precious leather. Besides, Gould, you allow me to take a share in the leather business?"

Gould was stunned for a while. Indeed, it was a bit stupid to share the benefits with friends from the standpoint of a businessman.

He immediately explained forcibly: "It's not in the way. Isn't your workshop still producing leather clothing? The Ross people will need it, but you can try it. Also, don't think that selling bulk goods is less profitable, such as a lot of storage-resistant carrots. If you ship to the Ross people, if you ship enough, you can get a good profit. I understand the Ross people and they will buy them all."

"Oh? This reminds me." Fodgen squeezed his chin, thinking of the possibility of making leather clothes and selling them to the Ross people in large quantities. He asked tentatively: "But, my leather jackets are not cheap. At least one man wears a decent leather jacket. I want ten silver coins. The Ross people can afford it? You know, the whole Mellaren, only I organize People specialize in making ready-to-wear garments."

"Haha, they must be able to afford it." Gould slapped his thigh: "Have you forgotten that they attacked Gotland? Even the children of Mellaren knew about this. How many silver coins they robbed~www .mtlnovel.com~Can you estimate it?"

"This"

"Listen to me and do it!"

Finally, after an adventure, Fodgen successfully finalized the "business".

To be fair, Gould still gave himself a lot of benefits, and in Gould's chamber, the two sides made an agreement.

That is, before Gould's fleet set sail, all the Ostara refugees were still staying on the islands controlled by Fodgen. Those refugees need to participate in the production of cowhide clothes and linen to earn their own food expenses, and they must continue to benefit Fodgen.

When the fleet set sail, all the refugees boarded the ship and headed for Roseburg. Before that, Fodgen must also tell all the refugees that the last woman in the family of Chief Ostara and the position of successor chief, this position has also been recognized by the Ross people.

Roth recognized? The Ross people not only recognized it, but also announced their support for the reconstruction of Ostara, which Fodgen must publicize.

Only in this way will the refugees work with complete peace of mind, waiting for the agreed date after the wheat harvest in August.