Duke of Grief

The carriage slowly drove into the village through the bumpy road. The road was lined with farmland, and the children of the villagers trot on both sides of the road to catch up with the convoy, laughing and jumping.

Amidst the crowd of children, the smiling businessman drove the carriage into the village.

The farmer who worked on the farmland also turned around and looked at it curiously. Their village was very remote. It was not a small thing to be able to come to a businessman on weekdays.

Generally speaking, remoteness means poverty and bumpy roads. Just like the road into the village, the carriage is difficult to walk in. Even for people, wanting to cross that road is not particularly easy.

The village is not large, only a few dozen people. After mid-spring, the weather is still cold. The children are still wearing old clothes worn by their elders. If they come here in the summer, probably merchants can see a large group of light The scene of feet and naked children running around the village entrance.

The news of the arrival of a businessman quickly spread throughout the village. Both the women who worked at home and the half-old children walked out of the house. There were even a few old people watching the gradually lively village entrance by the door of the house.

"Everyone comes to see Ha!"

The businessman walked off the carriage, shouted at the crowd gathered around, and then took out a'wooden shelf' from the carriage.

"This--" The businessman held up the'wood shelf' in his hand and focused everyone's attention on it. "This thing is called'plow'. I think there should be many people who haven't seen it. The function of this thing is to turn The whole field!"

People glanced curiously, but soon lost interest. Except for some children, the adults revealed the idea of ​​"want to get", but forced themselves to twist their necks and look away .

The businessman narrowed his eyes, put the quyuan plow on the ground, and then took out a'wood shelf' from the carriage and shouted: "This thing, called'Aiwa', is a type of drill." 'With it, the speed of farming can be increased by at least two times...you don't know how much it does, but with this, if you take good care of it, you can double your autumn harvest and get more harvest! "

After he shouted, he found that those people were looking at him with a fool's look, and the businessman was not angry, but continued to take out one farm tool after another with a smile.

Iron hoes, shackles, dustpans...

One by one, the agricultural tools were taken out of the carriage, and even the adults couldn't help but want to look up at the neck and see how much stuff was loaded in the carriage.

After taking everything out, the businessman looked at the farm tools on the ground and grinned, "That's all! Let's take a look. Ha, this sickle, if you go outside to buy it, it should be two silver coins, but now , You only need one silver coin, or the equivalent of one silver coin, to buy this sickle!"

After hearing the words of the businessman, the adults widened their eyes, a silver coin? !

Soon, the crowd became noisy, causing some old people to look over.

"What's wrong?" An old voice suddenly came from behind the crowd. The person standing outside the crowd looked at it, surprised, and then gave way to the old man.

The people in the front row were patted on the shoulder, and after seeing it, they naturally gave way. The old man walked into the crowd on crutches, looking left and right, and asked in a hurry: "What the **** happened? Who? Can you tell me something?"

The businessman put down the scythe and looked at the old man who came out of the crowd, with some doubts, "You are..."

"I am the village chief here!"

The old man said slowly, glancing at the sickle in his hand and the farm implement at his feet at the same time, as if he understood what was going on.

"Are you here to sell agricultural tools?" the old man asked.

Knowing the identity of the old man, the businessman nodded with a smile, "Yes, this sickle, a silver coin!"

The old man, who was still calm, heard his words and opened his eyes wide, "A silver coin?"

After seeing the village chief's surprise, the merchant's lips were raised and his eyes fluttered: "Of course, this is the goods I came in at a low price, and the selling price is of course low. This is still included in the "transportation fee", otherwise the price is lower. !"

The old man blinked, feeling a little unbelievable.

As the most knowledgeable person in this village, he went to ‘Ayutthaya’ with his father when he was young and later led a team there twice.

Although I am getting older now, my memory is a bit unclear, but the sights and high prices in the "Great City" have always been memorable.

A silver coin... Is this too cheap? This is a "merchant"!

How can a businessman be so honest!

As if seeing the doubts in the old man’s heart, the businessman smiled bitterly and shook his head and sighed: “It’s not that I don’t want to raise the price, to be honest, I really want to sell it to you at an outside price, but there is no way, if I want to get from the'business alliance' If you purchase goods, you have to sign a contract. Even so, I can make a profit, not even less than before."

The old man did not know what he meant by ‘what alliance’, or what kind of person, but it seemed that the merchant’s goods were bought from there, and the price was low.

If he raises the price without permission, he will not be able to buy things from there...it should be!

After seeing the suspiciousness on the old man's face, the businessman pouted and handed out the sickle in his hand. "If I said this and you still don't believe it, you can'try it out' and use this to cut branches!"

The old man looked up and down at the businessman for a few moments, and felt that what he said did not seem to have any credibility, not to mention that he also said he could ‘try’...

"Tyne, come here."

The old man beckoned to the crowd, called his nephew, pointed at the sickle and said, "You try it!"

The middle-aged middle-aged man approached suspiciously, took a scythe closer, and couldn't help but take a breath.

"Uncle, uncle, this looks so sharp!"

The middle-aged man reached out to touch the cold sickle blade and swallowed. "And it's still very light and comfortable to hold!"

Listening to his words, the businessman raised his eyebrows and sneered: "Of course, this is produced by the Principality of Sad Wind, now who doesn't know that everything produced by the Principality of Sad Wind is good? See the pattern on the handle? It is'Sword and Black Dragon', which proves that it was created by the factory under the mourning wind family!"

The middle-aged man turned over the handle and saw that there was such a pattern. It was small, but very delicate.

The old man glanced at him, and impatiently urged: "Go and try!"

"Oh, oh..."

The middle-aged man walked up to a tree with a scythe, and several children followed him, his eyes fixed on the scythe in his hand.

The middle-aged man looked up, grabbed a slender branch, waved a sickle and cut it off.

The hand fell, and the middle-aged man suddenly felt that the left hand was light, and the other end of the branch fell to the ground.

The middle-aged man looked at the branch~www.NovelMTL.com~ and looked at the sickle in his hand again, and suddenly he was happy, "Uncle!"

He grabbed the branch in his hand and waved it to the crowd. After seeing this scene, the crowd was in an uproar and turned their fiery eyes on the pile of farm tools at the merchant's feet. Several people looked at the merchant's eyes and slowly became a little wrong. Woke up.

The businessman had long expected this to happen, and lifted the curtain beside the carriage, revealing a long, cold sword tied underneath.

Seeing this, the old man frowned, turned around and scolded: "Nonsense!"

Several of the crowd shrank their heads and diverted their eyes.

The old man looked at the businessman and asked, "Say, how much does it cost!"

The merchant smiled slightly and put down the curtain in his hand, "Sincerity, five gold coins!"

The old man glared, it was too cheap! ()

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