Rise In Calradia

　　 Manid is back, in this hot **** weather.

　　 Those cavalrymen had just returned from the cold north, and they were busy on their way. Several people were sick. They rushed Fatis into a hurry for fear of the plague.

　　 Of course, Byron knows that only a small cold is easy to treat.

　　 It means that the medical condition is a little bit worse, and I have to raise it for ten days and a half month under semi-isolation. As for medical expenses, Byron reimbursed them all.

　　 For the cavalry who participated in this runner, Byron gave appropriate bonuses.

　　 Because Manid brought it back, but the large amount of Sargs linen still has 33,000 dinars.

After selling all the flax on a long line of carriages, and then planing out the share to Manid, Byron earned 15,000 dinars. After counting the principal and the remaining money, Byron now has 40,000 dinars, still very rich.

However, according to Manid’s meaning, in a short period of time, there will be no business running, because after the caravan running during this period, there is no shortage of all kinds of goods in commercial cities such as Calradia, and there is no profit to make a profit on the commercial road. NS.

　　 It is often the few months that a year can make money, so Byron does not mean to be a pity. On the contrary, because Manid brought back two blacksmiths from Kurau who had five or six years of experience and were able to build military weapons and equipment, he was very happy.

He invested 5,000 dinars to build a blacksmith shop that can produce armors and weapons, and hired a few local apprentices. If it is successfully completed and put into production, he will build enough weapons every month to arm fifty infantrymen and make 20 sets at the same time. armor. They are not professional swordsmiths and armor makers, so they can't make the full-body plate armor that Byron has always wanted, but it's okay to make equipment to arm ordinary soldiers.

　　 After acquiring and protecting caravans and cleaning up the bandits for a while, Byron's reputation has risen again by 15 points, and the upper class of Dehrim has also begun to attach importance to Byron.

　　 This time, Jinshou's family can't bear it anymore. The young man who had been there the last time we met took the initiative to approach Byron and asked him about the establishment of the blacksmith's shop.

　　 "Please sit down."

　　 Byron and Manid are sitting on both sides of the table. Manid is looking at the list of products and the profit report of Byron's invested stores, while Byron is looking at the book with his legs folded. Neither of them cares about him. Only Fatis, who was wearing armor and accompanied by a long sword, said this casually, and then he sat on the third and last chair on the first floor.

　　 The representative of the Jinshou family looked around, but embarrassingly there were no other seats in the room. He stood like this for at least ten seconds before Byron "discovered" the situation.

　　 "Oh, look at my head, Fattis, we have to find a place for our guests to sit."

　　 "Yes, sir, this is really rude."

　　Fatis patted his head and walked upstairs. Then he brought down a chair of average quality, placed it in front of the golden hand representative, and sat back on himself.

　　 The representative raised his head and saw the open door upstairs, and Eleon sitting in the room grinding his axe. The other party seemed to glance at him, his attitude was very arrogant, very consistent with the attitude of many nobles when they were in contact with civilians.

　　 The messenger sat down. At this time, he found that his chair was a bit shorter than the other's chair, so he felt very bad.

　　 Byron poured him a glass of wine and handed it to him. After that, he ignored him and talked with Fatis and Manid about the recent troop training. How many swords, armor, and horses. How many soldiers can take part in the battle, and which robber team has been defeated in so-and-so.

"I know your intentions, please tell Mr. Jinshou, I will not violate the previous agreement, the profit of my blacksmith shop will also be divided into 10%, Jinshoujia and we are still a cooperative relationship. If there are other Please come to us to discuss the matter, Mr. Jinshou."

　　Byron got up and made a gesture of seeing off the guests.

　　 "By the way, let me tell Mr. Jinshou that the bandit who harassed his caravan has been killed by us. If he likes it, I can give him the head of the bandit leader."

　　 After Byron finished speaking, he turned upstairs, and Fattis got up to see off the guests.

　　 On the way home from this young representative of the golden hand, he felt that someone would follow him again.

　　.........

　　 "This is a humiliation to us, a humiliation to the Golden Hand family!"

The young man stood in front of Jin Shou, with veins violent in his angry hands. He had never suffered this treatment. Even a nobleman would give him a bit of face. Where he is like today, he almost didn’t say a word. The other party humiliated him, and then he came back.

　　 "It's an insult to you, yes, it also dulls my face."

　　 Jin put down the letter in his hand, rubbed a few rough palms, and spread it out in front of him.

　　 "But it is precisely because you are there that they will be like this. He is accusing me of not going personally."

　　 Jin Shou smiled, not to be angry.

　　 He knew very well that if he went there in person, the attitude of the other party would be completely different.

He had just read the letter. The bandit mercenary group that had been bought by him and had been solving rivals for him in the wild was threatened to rob a newly formed caravan and was caught by Byron’s Peony. The mercenary hit. The bandit troops of more than 60 people were surrounded by cavalry and infantry brigades, and almost the entire army was wiped out after the First World War. The opponent lost only 7 infantry and two light cavalry, and also received a bounty, and sold all the captured prisoners.

　　 Of course he would not think that this was just a coincidence~www.novelmt.com~ He already had his spies in the city. Although he had no experience and was easy to expose, he still collected information quickly.

　　 The opponent's caravan came back, made a lot of money, and also gave a cart of flax as a gift to the Golden Hand family. Of course, there are more than a dozen fingers mixed in this car of linen, naturally those of his mercenaries.

This young man named Byron was provoking him, but he did not completely tear his face with him, and even maintained a certain amount of cooperation. For those weaker merchant forces, he would stand with them and demand that the other party obey Dehri. "Business Code."

　　 The reason why the other party treated his messenger this way today was because the other party wanted to have a face-to-face meeting with him, instead of being notified by a member of his family like a subordinate, even if this member is his nephew.

"You are still young, it doesn't hurt to bear with it a little bit more. You know, this Von Byron had to lower his head in front of us two months ago, but now, no matter what we think, they are going to be on an equal footing with us. "

　　 Jin stood up with a wine in his hand, and just smiled at his nephew's suspicious look.

"Balahid (the bandit captain hired by the Golden Hand family) was cut off by him, and Root had also negotiated with the kid and started robbing us of business. That fat man has always been like this. Greed will ruin him sooner or later. "

　　"But we have not yet reached the point of war, that is not good for us. Moreover, he also needs our help in some places. Remember our family motto, "Gold is for hands, and the rich are for friends." "In front of the merchant, there is nothing that gold can't solve."

　　 "Get the carriage ready, my nephew, I'm sure the other party will treat us well, maybe they are already waiting for me now."