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With William's half-smiling eyes, the number in the middle-aged businessman's mouth gradually shrank, and the joy on his face turned into bitterness again.

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He said with a sad face: "My lord, the price really can't be lower, I have traveled all the way to transport it, and the loss is almost 30%. You have to let me earn some money. !"

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"That's fine."

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William waved his hand indifferently.

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"I don't believe that you are the only one who is well-informed. Even if the other people don't smash 2,000 carts of grain in their hands, they can have eight or nine hundred carts together, at least enough for me for a month or two. The food in your hand, if you keep pressing it like this...

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Hmm... No hurry, I'll buy it from you in a few months. "

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Seeing that William really wanted to leave, the middle-aged businessman closed his eyes and turned his head, blushing and shouting to his back:

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"Sold it! I sold it! Look at it! But it can't be lower than 60% of the market price. Anyway, leave a layer of skin for me and don't strip it all! After all, I didn't buy these grains with my own money. Let me have an explanation for my brothers!"

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Hearing the shouts from behind, William suddenly stopped in surprise.

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His original plan was to make it only one or two points higher than the market price. This middle-aged businessman with a slightly fat body could probably guess it, but he actually lowered the conditions and offered such a low price.

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The cost of transporting grain from the north is not generally high. Even if the price of grain is soaring now, 60% of the market price is equivalent to no money. If the goods purchased on the return journey do not sell well, there may be a blood loss. This price is simply It couldn't be any lower.

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Facing William's doubtful gaze, the middle-aged businessman wiped off his sweat in relief, and a magnanimous smile appeared on his chubby round face.

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I don't know if it's because he asked for too little money, or because he has too much flesh on his face. This profiteer's face looks a bit simple and honest.

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I saw him pat his chest and say:

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"Lord Lord, if you are willing to spend your own money for disaster relief, then I am not a conscienceless bastard.

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As a businessman, it is my duty to make money, but watching Ansa lead those hungry people to eat the bark, I really don’t feel very well, so I should do my best to let you buy more from others. Food, save a few more people. "

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"Okay, I didn't expect you to have such thoughts."

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William nodded in surprise, his eyes softened a lot when he looked at the fat businessman, and he even took the initiative to say:

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"What is your name?"

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"Bill! My name is Bill."

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Hearing William's question, the middle-aged businessman reported his name a little excitedly, and then took a peek at the "Poké Ball" fluttering in the wind around the camp, full of joy.

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Although what he said just now is true, no matter how conscientious he is, he will only sell grain at market price, so that the risk of bankruptcy will not be so low.

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As a businessman who lives and eats in the northern border, the biggest trading target of their chamber of commerce is the [Little Foot Tribe] outside the Great Wall in the northern border. After frequent transactions, I have also inquired about the relationship between the Dawn Leader and the [Little Foot Tribe].

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If you can make an impression in front of the lords of Dawning Land, you will not only deepen the relationship with the counterparty, but also have the opportunity to open up the business route from Dawning Land to the Holy Empire, which undoubtedly means a lot of wealth.

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After noticing the eyes of the middle-aged businessman, William shook his head and vaguely guessed his purpose, but he couldn't say much resistance.

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After all, opportunities are always reserved for those who are prepared, and they have indeed obtained low-priced food. People are complicated things after all, and there is no need to be too critical.

"Bill, right?"

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William nodded slightly and said:

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"I remember, this time I owe you a favor. I will wait here for two days. I will see your 2,000 grain carts in two days."

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"sure!"

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Bill, who got what he wanted, nodded again and again with joy, and a rather brilliant smile appeared on his chubby, round face:

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"Just wait, there are 2,000 grain trucks, I'm sure there's not a lot of one!"

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Two days later.

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Looking at the bruised and round face in front of him, and the tongue hanging down from his mouth, William's already sharp eyebrows and eyes slowly raised, and were reflected by the surrounding fire, as if a few sparks were flying. Entering the pupil, it is burning roaringly.

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He looked back at the town that had become a sea of ​​flames, and then looked at the more than 80 merchants and grooms who were hanged outside the town. Sure enough, he found quite a few familiar faces he had just seen a few days ago.

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After seeing these miserable businessmen, the little rich woman on the side couldn't bear to close her eyes, then clenched her hands in her heart, and softly recited the Church of Knowledge's farewell prayer for the deceased.

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"Put people down and find a quiet place to bury them."

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After waving his hand and calling a team of [Dark Nightmare Cavalry] to put them down, William calmly commanded:

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"There should be quite a few of them from the Principality of the North, to see if there is anything that can prove their identity, and put them on the carriage after they have been collected. When they go there, remember to bring them to their families... "

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Just after William arranged the funeral of these businessmen, a voice sounded from his mind.

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"Your mood doesn't seem to be very stable. Would you like to calm down first?"

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William frowned slightly, looked back in the direction of the [Knights of the Dead], and met a pair of slightly worried eyes, it was Maggie who didn't speak much along the way.

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Even because of the [Coffin of Sleeping] ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ the ancestors" had flesh and blood attached to their bodies, it was not like there were only a pair of skeletons left.

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But no matter how "lifelike" they are, they are no longer alive after all, so they silently followed at the end of the team along the way, and never communicated with other people. Even Maggie and William will have a "private chat" The frequency was reduced to a minimum, and almost nothing was said in tacit understanding.

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However, it may be that she sensed William's abnormality, and Maggie took the initiative to comfort her through the connection between the two:

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"William, if you're sad or sad because of these scenes, then you don't have to. Because this kind of thing happens a few times every once in a while in Flanders.

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And when Frank was still called the Elon Empire, this kind of thing was as common as eating and drinking. The bloodline of the Elon family makes them irritable and irritable, and their governance of the country is even many times worse than the current Flange. "

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William glanced at her, nodded to indicate that he heard it, and then replied in his mind:

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"Thank you, but I'm neither an emotional person nor am I familiar with these people to that extent, so I'm not really sad or even angry now."

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When he said this, he paused for a while, then put his hand into his pocket, touched the cold and hard lucky coin, and said calmly:

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"I just feel that I have to do a few things that I have always done."