Having said that, the wintering supplies of Roseburg, as well as a large number of small objects for daily life, were shipped by southern merchants. In recent years, the older son has successfully won the Gould family, and the transportation of goods has become official.

Otto smiled and asked, "Ruriek, how much supplies, especially food, has Gould brought this year?!"

Getting a huge amount of food is what Rurik is most proud of. It's time to tell my father a shocking number.

Yes, every autumn, a large number of southern merchant ships carry goods to the north for sales. The merchants' spontaneous migratory bird trade has become more prosperous in the past two years. How about this?

Not sure? The most notable feature is the oatmeal, which was once very precious to the Ross people, and it has begun to become commonplace. The oats from the south are shipped to the north by sea, and it has essentially become a "national strategic project." It is normal for Otto to mention this directly.

In this regard, Rlik claimed to have made a great contribution to the tribe. He proudly stretched out his hands, each showing three fingers: "Six hundred thousand pounds! Six hundred thousand pounds of oats have arrived in Roseburg."

Surprise! What a surprise!

Otto grew up with the biggest beard, and his wrinkled face clearly showed that he was frightened.

If the son said it, he has no doubts, but the data is too terrifying!

"Six hundred thousand pounds, that's too much." Otto's mouth was shaking with excitement, and there was no doubt about the number.

Rurik said: "Dad, you went to Novgorod to get a lot of food. I remember that the residents of the Ilmen Lake District have a large population, and the tribute we get is no matter what..."

"It's two hundred thousand pounds." Comparing the numbers mentioned by his son, Otto was more timid when he spoke.

"I remember last year, the shipment from the east was 160,000 pounds. This year the weather was bad and many places had poor harvests. How did you get 200,000 pounds."

"Huh. This is their task, no matter what the weather is, if they can't do it, someone will die. My child, your memory is still that good."

Otto's attitude was very firm, and Lurik couldn't help taking a breath.

Now, Otto immediately asked: "You know it's too cold this year. Hey, six hundred thousand pounds, I wonder if the Mellaren people are so rich? Or are they not suffering?"

"There are really six hundred thousand pounds, and they are indeed affected."

"Huh? It's not difficult to buy so much from your tone. Gould really bought so much food? Wait, they can still sell food after the disaster? Their brains are stupid?" I didn't intend to question my son, but the news was too unbelievable, "Ruriek, did something happen to yours in Mellaren?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Otto looked at the eager faces of his son and nephew and confirmed his judgment.

Otto put on an old face: "Rurik, to be honest, did you go to Mellaren with me behind your back?"

"Yes, I have been."

"Huh? You won't be involved in getting food, right?"

"It's me." Rurik held up his chest, "I personally organized the transportation of the 600,000 pounds of wheat. We stopped at Tombstone Island. No, come to Shilla Fort by the way."

In the words of his son, Otto has sketched his son's voyage in his mind. He is very moved that his only son is just nine years old, and he has dared to cross the sea.

With emotion, he was also a little worried. His second son, who had already died, died accidentally in the sea while sailing.

Otto sighed deeply: "I remember the leader named Olekin, a stingy man. I didn't expect that the farmers in Mellaren were still selling food in the disaster year."

"Yes, that's the Olekin, I saw him."

"Huh? You actually..." Otto straightened his head immediately. He wanted to ask something, and then he sat straight up and stroked his beard. "Unexpectedly, that guy would meet a child."

"Because I took the money, Dad, you know, no one would refuse silver coins."

"That's true, wait!" Otto suddenly realized a serious problem, "Silver coins? I don't like that Oleg, even if you are beautiful, he will not give you food. You bought it for a huge sum of money. , Say! How much is it?"

Rurik didn't even think about it, so he told the truth: "Forty-five thousand silver coins, I bought one silver coin for eleven pounds."

"Ah? So much, are you crazy? You..." Otto felt almost out of breath. What he instantly thought was the loss of the huge sums of money, followed by the huge sums of money falling into the hands of the Mellaren. , This is really twice the pain. He regained his consciousness with the help of others, pointed his finger at Rurik, and said three times that he was prodigal.

Ross and Mellaren have long been a normal business relationship among the people, but Otto does not really respect a leader. Since there is no tributary system, Otto recognized the hereditary status of the leader of the Mellaren tribe a long time ago, and no one would break this system for no reason, so as long as the leader is from the Mellaren tribe, it doesn't matter if he is a cat or dog.

Now Otto's attitude towards Olekin comes from limited contact. That guy treated himself as the leader of Rose with inferior wine and meat. Of course, this malicious negligence was exchanged for Otto's ten years in Bremeralen.

At first, Otto was angry. After a long time, he didn't have any thoughts about Mellaren. Anyway, the merchants from the south would come every year, and the news sent was enough to prevent him from asking questions. Now, because Mellaren did not rescue Ostara, in Otto's heart, that Olekin had more "vicious and vicious" attributes.

Otto was eager to figure out what his son had said and done with the guy.

Grain transportation has become a major event in the past two years. With the 200,000 pounds transported by myself, it is obviously a famine year, and as many as 800,000 pounds of food can be supplied to the tribe.

Otto calmed down and said: "I used force to force them to surrender the grain in the east. You! You used a huge sum of money to buy grain. But is the private field of Olekin's house so magical?"

"No, almost all the food comes from farmers." Regarding this matter, Rurik really has something to say.

He talked eloquently that the so-called "normal" business transactions between himself and Olekin were behind the so-called acquisition of such food. "Olegin needs money very much, he even sent someone to negotiate with Gould. We need a lot of wheat, father, you are still in the east, and I and Arik facilitated this major transaction. Olegin's own fields He also suffered a disaster, but he used his private soldiers to force his people to surrender food."

"Private soldier? He actually has a private soldier? How many people are there." Otto decisively interrupted his son.

"At least five hundred, all of them are strong, all wearing leather armor, very effective in combat."

At this time, Arik waved his hand with extreme disdain, his unruly expression simply explained that he would accept anyone's challenge anytime and anywhere: "It's all a group of gangsters with their own pictures. Bullying unarmed farmers can be considered powerful? The warrior must speak with a sword on the battlefield."

The nephew's words are beautiful, but Otto is still concerned about the reliability of the scale of up to 500 private soldiers. He didn't like Oleg and couldn't believe that this man was a fool. In order to consolidate authority, a leader has to hire a group of ruthless people to work hard, but the strength of five hundred people is a bit surprising.

Rurik coughed twice: "Many ordinary Mlaren people complained about their leader. For example, some leathersmiths, boat builders, and other craftsmen, they heard the promise of our Ross people, and they decided to emigrate. Be a Ross man."

"A large group of craftsmen?" Otto nodded, "They'd better join sincerely, and they have to pay taxes. Roseburg is too small, in my opinion, when I go back, I will move all these craftsmen here. New Roseburg!"

"Surely, this is also our necessary strengthening." No matter, Rurik continued, "Since Olegin is abusing the tribe, we must treat our people kindly, even if they are slaves, as long as they are really selling their lives. , We should give a little favor."

In this regard, Otto didn't do anything to express his stance. If he let him decide and give the slave a bite of fish bones, it would be a favor.

But for those guys in Novgorod, Otto realized a set of governance methods, that is, pull one faction against one faction. Since Pine Needle Manor is the most rebellious, then collect more tributes. The White Tree Manor has become a loyal dog, so the burden of tribute will be removed on a large scale. The completely different attitude towards the two is to show the owner of the small manor who is the most suitable one to follow.

Many talented people from the Mellaren tribe have immigrated to Ross, which is a good thing.

Look at the son again. This kid is afraid that he will spend all his money to buy food. Even if the son is kind, it is impossible to distribute the food to everyone for free.

"Rurik, I don't blame you for spending money. You have 600,000 pounds of wheat, how do you plan to use it?"

"I have already figured it out. My subordinates have wheat to eat every day. It may be enough to consume 200 pounds a day. I will target our people and sell a large amount of wheat. I also think about the price. A silver coin will sell for ten. lb."

"Huh? Wait!" Otto suddenly realized, and then laughed out, "You, I blamed you. Your kid really doesn't suffer."

The difference between the purchase price and the Shou family is one pound of wheat. Otto estimated that his son would really sell it. Most small families of Ross people can get enough wheat to eat for more than half a year.

The division of labor between Sorgon and war has changed. Families with many mature men in their families are the biggest beneficiaries of the new regulations. Quite a few people are still poor. Otto knows that his benevolent son has organized a group of poor people to do things for him, and he will give him a little silver coin as a reward. Since silver coins can buy a large amount of storage-resistant wheat, they will become a huge beneficiary of the grain transport operation.

Now that the old man's attitude has changed, Rurik said bluntly: "Dad, I don't care about those silver coins. I want food, cloth and iron. In the cold night, silver coins can't rain and the cold can't be eaten. They guard a silver mountain. It's meaningless. It's only useful if I become a mountain of food. I did receive God's favor, but that doesn't mean I have the right to abuse my people and do it. Since my destiny is to lead Ross to prosperity and strength, I must give favors to all the Ross people. I want to store a lot of food and clothes, so that when any disaster strikes, silver coins become useless, and the people know that their leaders will ensure that everyone will not freeze to death and starve to death, and our rule will be long."

Otto was a little skeptical, but couldn't say that his son was wrong. The actions of his son in the past two years have indeed fulfilled the essence of these remarks. When this kid is really in full control, his benevolence should also be expanded.

Thinking of this, Otto looked at Arik again, "Arik, you heard it all. Your kind brother is not a warrior who kills, he is an Asgardian, you must help him, those who dare to confront us Anyone in the world, you are obligated to help your brother get rid of it."

"I will, just..."

"What's the matter?" Otto asked.

"Maybe I shouldn't have said this."

"you said!"

"Yes. It is the younger brother who signed more agreements with that Olegin, such as the sword and spear trade. Although this trade is completed, we will have huge profits, but..."

"There is such a deal?" Otto immediately looked at his son and quickly asked why.

A steel spearhead is expected to sell for half a pound of silver, and a steel sword is simply a pound of silver, except for the crossbow.

If this profitable trade can last, the warehouses of the Russ must not be quickly piled up into gold and silver mountains. Rurik also pointed out that the trade permit "wheat and cloth for weapons" does not require physical silver coins as a medium of exchange.

The trade is guaranteed by the credibility and honor of the leader Mlaren and the leader of Ross, and Rurik completely borrowed his father's authority to do this.

Arik raised his concerns, "Olekin is almost a dying man. He is old as a corpse. He has a son named Karl who is to be the next leader of the next generation. I spurned this guy, this man has nothing to do with it. The watch is extremely lustful, pretentious to think that the Danes are nothing but this, and disdain us Ross."

Otto had long been prejudiced against the noble landlords of Mellaren, so he waved his hand, "The occupants of the huge farmland are the directors of Mellaren. Since you talked about Carl, I remember this person. When this person When I was a child, I already had fun with women."

When Otto said this, he couldn't conceal his restlessness. He looked at his nephew and son, "That Karl can be different. I admire this kid in terms of breeding offspring. Rurik!"

"Ok?"

"You already have a lot of women by your side. Boy, before I die, I have to hold more grandchildren. And you, Arik, is enough for one Peravina? My old brother Ogier is dead. If he lives, he will I ask you to marry more. I only admire Olegin, his family is going to prosper."

Rurik and Arik were very speechless.

Arik felt that his uncle was complimenting the idiot, so he slapped the table recklessly and emphasized, "But Karl is an arrogant guy. I'm afraid this person will tear up the alliance and attack us when he is in power. And Olekin wants to buy the best weapon, I ..."

"Are you worried about them attacking us?" Otto waved his hand. "You look at them high. Listen, I don't believe that they will betray honor. Any tribe who dares to attack us, who died in battle cannot go to Valhalla, because of your brother. right here."

"Those guys don't believe in the identity of the younger brother at all!" Arik snatched.

"Pay attention to your emotions." Otto scolded and said, "He bought weapons to arm his own private soldiers. If they really intend to attack us, why do they have to do food business, but to interrupt all trade. Let's talk about it. , Can we have a real conflict? Without my fur, they will live on linen. They will all freeze to death."

"But! That Karl desecrated us."

"A stupid person makes you furious, so decent." Otto curled his mouth without anger, and shut his nephew.

"Don't quarrel." Ruriek Zhou clenched his brows and knocked on the table. "Dad, it's an agreement signed between Olekin and I. I will be responsible for any problems. I will take the responsibility. If there is a day of war. , We Rus will surely defeat any enemy. Moreover, Olekin himself has no malice, at least he himself has no malice against us."

"I hope." Arik said with disdain.

Rurik didn't want to talk nonsense with his cousin anymore, looking at his father's eyes, "Dad, Olekin admitted Carlotta as the female leader of the Ostara clan, and he still apologized for not having reinforcements. He has another decision. , Is to convene all the leaders next spring to go to Mellaren for a meeting."

"Is there still such a thing? The last conference was ten years ago." Otto thought about it carefully. The guy who is about to die wants to hold a meeting and needs to discuss a major event.

"Rurik, what does Olekin want to do? You... have any news?" Otto asked cautiously.

"I'm afraid, it's a war." Rurik said in his voice.

"Well, could it really be crazy to attack us? Then what am I going to do? First get rid of all Merlaren merchants." Otto suddenly became a little afraid.

"Don't!" Rurik was speechless for a while, and said hurriedly, "In my opinion, Olegin is guilty, otherwise he would not recognize Carlotta's identity. Many tribes are questioning Merlaren, the southern tribes such as Gran The people of Yelmalen have formed an alliance on their own~www.mtlnovel.com~ What is Mellaren in the long run? I guess Olekin wants to avenge Denmark, and we have to organize a coalition expedition! Oh, maybe I was too worried. , That old guy just wants to reminisce about the past with the leaders of the tribes before the end of the day?"

With that said, Otto understood the meaning of it, and think about it from another perspective. The Alliance has suffered a great humiliation. If the leader does not take revenge, it is better to commit suicide directly, and let those who have the courage to take revenge.

"If that's the case, we will sell weapons even more!" Otto slapped his thigh, his nephew's worry, because this is a good thing for fame and fortune, so much to consider? Don't be clever and be mistaken by cleverness. "Next spring? It's not a big problem. Arik!"

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"Askard will be one year old next year. You take him to Novgorod."

Arik was taken aback: "Huh? Do you let me organize a servant army?"

"You think too much. I asked you to come to Sorgon, and your brother and I will go to Mellaren. I am the leader, so just do it."

"Okay." Arik consciously argued that it was meaningless, and reluctantly hooked his head down.