Plant Lord, I farm and rule all races.

This group of businessmen are all experts, and when they saw this snow-white powder, their eyes widened one by one.

One pinched a little and stuffed it into his mouth.

"This, this is the salt ???".

"It's salt!".

Several people looked at each other: "Old brother???

".

Daddy Mogg didn't want to mention more swelling at this moment: "That's right, it's salt, it's a local product of our Morgan Chamber of Commerce, and there is no other one." "

"It's true to pick up your skin, but you can't make a lot of money, and the cost of feeding the Wind Demon Wolf is very huge. "

"This layer of skin must be picked from you. "

"However, the old man is not a devil after all. "

"It's not the first time we've worked together. "

"Those who see it have a share, my family's local specialty, give it to others, come up with a charter, some business is done, everyone makes a fortune together, there is no need to do it, get out of here." "

The little old man ......

"Three hundred gold coins a bag, transport it back, we will sell it for five hundred, some of them will make money, the operation is good, we can sell more!".

Daddy Mogg shrugged: "I don't care how much it sells, those who see it have a share, but the amount is not much." "

Daddy Mogg shut up the businessmen's ramblings.

"How much is not much?".

"The first batch of goods is almost 500 catties. "

"Poof......

".

"This, so much ???".

"Ahem, ahem, ahem, ......

".

"I mean, it's not much. "

Daddy Mogg pouted.

"Continue editing. "

Several people looked at each other.

"Brother, you're not kind, you say a price. "

“400！"

"One pound, the deal !!".

"Become your uncle!".

Daddy Mogg slapped the table directly, and the wind demon wolf behind him bared his teeth.

Everyone laughed.

"That's it. "

"It's just a few taels......

."

"Don't tell me you haven't trafficked salt. "

"The price of coarse salt is sky-high, which is for the high-end market, not for the people. "

"If you want to sell 400 gold coins to the nobles, with the urine nature of you vampires, it is possible to double it. "

"Cash is not on credit, a total of a few hundred catties, love or not. "

"There are many people coming later, you have a good relationship with me, the first batch to come, eat the first bite of cheese. "

"Eat or not, you are free. "

Several people looked at each other, Mogg, this old guy, where did he come from.

The trade road just now is not something that can be cultivated by ordinary means.

That's just the wood that grows out of spring.

Moreover, the seventh-order demonic beast is not something that anyone can control.

Those few seventh-order wind demon wolves just now obviously didn't have a contract.

So, their guild can't be some super-powerful druid who has awakened, right?

"Let's talk about it. "

A few people began to discuss with each other.

They are all big businessmen, and carrying a space ring or something like that with them is a routine operation.

However, this wave is really going to bleed.

How to go on this trade road and how cost-effective.

"So, old man, we don't have much cash. "

"How many years have we been friends, you ......".

"Forget about friendship, at this time, it's not my master, and you know, I can't stand up alone. "

"With our relationship, can I skin you, but, the top has spoken, these are the bottom prices, you love to go or not. "

That's about what it means. "

"Brother, I can't be the master. "

The merchants were stunned.

"Brother, have you found a big backer?"

"Generally, it's the peak of the ninth order. "

Everyone was choked as if they had eaten flies, but they were disgusted, and he pretended to be there.

"400 is 400, what do you think?"

Everyone nodded uncomfortably: "Can you make it for us?"

Daddy Mogg rolled his eyes: "What do you want, but in our relationship, it will definitely be no problem for me to open a small stove." "

"A few of you will share 150 pounds, and I will bottle it for you. "

"Delivered three days later. "

"Why three days. "

"People will calculate the ...... for you".

Daddy Mogg's heart clanged.

Coupled with Lancelot's behind, he didn't squeeze their money bags hard, sorry for the snow-white refined salt.

I'm also sorry for such a cool Morgan business.

"Oh yes, as mentioned above, if you have good quality dwarven craftsmen, elven mages, archers, and skilled warriors, you can deduct a portion of the tolls. "

"Converted at market price. "

The crowd rejoiced when they heard this.

Slaves, isn't this everywhere, especially a few slave owners, who are happy on the spot.

"Brother, I won't be sleepy when you say this, there are just a few good products in my batch of goods. "

"There are both dwarves and elves, and it's a fifth-order molten dwarf, and a sixth-order elven mage. "

"This wave is cheap for you. "

Daddy Mogg smiled: "It's not me who is cheap, my main job is to run a union." "

"Hehehe, yes, we know. "

"So what's wrong with you, staying or what?".

"Take me to see the goods, the messenger is here. "

"Haha, good, this dare is good. "

Lancelot still felt very sad.

goods.

However, he was a little surprised.

Molten Dwarves are quite a powerful dwarven race.

Their

innate ability to control flames makes them even more gifted with metal forging.

"Avril, suppress to the peak of the eighth order, follow me to see those slaves. "

PS：

Let's have some flowers or something.