Sword of Daybreaker

The silent operation of the thermostat array shields the chilly wind outside the castle. The decoration on the wall is shone with a shield. The gorgeous classical tapestry depicts the symbols of heroes, monsters and gods. The famous smoke from the hands of the fairy The fragrance quietly exudes a pleasant and elegant aroma in the copper incense box. The radiance of the magic crystal lamp is sprinkled from the roof and sprinkled in a tea cup with a gold-plated edge. The bright red liquid has a warm layer inside. Floating light.

Gray Elf Wenna took the tea cup in front of him and gently swayed the liquid with clear texture. The light-colored eyes reflected the shattered light spots: "The goods from the Tifeng empire? This is indeed a novelty, specifically what?"

“Textiles, mainly textiles, as well as dyes and white crystals,” Bai Dewen said with a smile. “The quality is good and the supply is sufficient – ​​friends from the Western Plains tribe should like it.”

"Don't say anything else, I really have some interest in textiles," Wenna raised her eyes. "Can I look at the samples?"

Paterson smiled and stood up, nodding to the waiter next to him: "Of course, here is - open."

The attendant opened the wooden box containing the samples, and the guests from the Ogure tribe immediately cast their sights with curiosity. The Duke of Prudential personally stepped forward and took a piece of white cloth from the wooden box and handed it to the gray elf. In front of Wenna: "Ms. Please look over."

Wenna reached out and took the fabric, looking forward with anticipation and curiosity, but within a few seconds her look of expectation became a bit stunned and disappointing. After a brief silence, the gray elf chief frowned. Shaking his head: "My friend, I just praised the creativity of human artisans in the art field... I am a bit confused now."

As she spoke, she looked up and curiously looked at the Duke of Berdwin: "I am blunt - is the distant Titan empire not crafted? You should also be able to see that the fabric is strong, but weaving There is no taste in the law and the pattern. Apprentices who have just learned to weave can weave such things, it..."

"Sixteen silver shield coins." Bai Dewen suddenly said.

"What?" Wenna did not respond for a while.

"Sixteen silver shield coins," Bai Dewen smiled and patted the wooden box on his hand. "A total of one hundred and sixty rulers."

Gray Elf Wenna’s ears couldn’t help but shake it: “... Are you kidding?”

"The last time I reported the price of the alchemy pharmacy to you, you also had the same expression and words," Bai Dewen shook his head and sat back on the high back chair. The expression on his face was serious. "This is true." Price – as you can see, these fabrics are really tasteless in weaves and patterns, because they are woven from machines, and with current machine technology, only such fabrics can be woven. It really can't enter the eyes of the upper aristocrats, but from the price... it will definitely be popular among the middle class and civilians."

"The machine... I haven't heard the word for the first time," Wenna's expression of disappointment and disappointment has disappeared. Instead, she thinks, "If it's machine-made, then I can understand its price. But I have a problem - even if it is machine-made, you have to transport these fabrics from the distant Tifeng to the western border. After such a long journey, are the prices of these things so low? In my understanding Even if a stone is transported from the east of your country to the west, the toll is a big number."

“We are building new roads, new transportation technologies can achieve rapid delivery of bulk goods – and of course, even if transportation costs are there, the profitability of these fabrics is very thin, but the Franklin family has always sought long-term business partners, Small profits but quick turnover is our guideline. You should know this."

The Duke of Badwin said frankly, with a sincere and gentle smile on his face.

Gray Elf Wenna looked at the smile on Berdwen's face and said after a slight silence for two seconds: "You are really sincere when you talk about business... So, you just shipped the cheap fabric that Tifeng sold to you. The west then sells to us...this is not the same as the previous alchemy."

"The essence of trade is to convert the road into profit, and transportation is also cost," Bai Dewen nodded. "But anyway, these fabrics must still produce great value in your hands. After all... Talk, their quality is still superior, and they are completely worthy of the price."

The gray elf's eyes squinted a little, this is her habitual action when thinking.

“The elves love art, and the exquisiteness and taste are the elements we value very much.” After a few seconds of thinking, she slowly opened her eyes, and the light-colored scorpion shimmered in the light. “My friend, no doubt. - Gold coins are the most tasteful thing in the world."

"It fits your personal style very well - it is also in line with mine," Bai Dewen's smile burst into bloom. "So if all goes well, we will be able to officially accept textile orders next spring, the amount will be negotiated again, alchemy pharmacy According to the previously agreed delivery time, it is not affected by the textile order. As for the settlement..."

“Half of the gold coins, half of the grain and herbs,” Wenna volunteered. “Our king has agreed to your request, and we know that...the troubles of Cecil’s empire, as an old friend, we are happy to help. - The food for the first order will arrive at the border before winter."

"I am grateful to the Grey Elf King on behalf of me," Bai Dewen stood up and said with sincerity, "We will not forget every help of our friends."

Wenna got up and returned to the other box: "So, these should be another sample?"

"Yes, let me show you..."

......

The glory of the giant sun gradually sinks to the west, and the brighter rays of the sun begin to shroud the earth along the clouds. The unknown birds scream in the background of clouds and sky, hurried back to the nest, and Wenna, who left the castle, lifted up. Hand, open the hair before the forehead, and look back at the classical castle of the Franklin family.

"It's a big business..." the gray elf said softly to himself.

The Red Valley people walking next to them couldn't help but frown: "They must earn more."

Wenna shook her head: "Do not stare at what others have earned in doing business. No one is going to do business with you to lose money."

The man of temperament Sven said: "But in any case, the prices of those fabrics are still surprising. After a long transport, their prices are still so low... It’s hard to imagine the Titan empire When these things were exported to Cecil, it was cheaper."

"Yeah... It's really hard to imagine..." Wenna turned her head back and glanced at the castle with centuries of history.

Some craftsmen are busy on the platform on one side of the castle, and install a strange magic device that can't be seen on the platform. The magic device has a metal base and a large crystal.

It’s an old castle, and it feels almost as old as this land.

But she is faintly aware that there is something young that is growing on this land.

From the far east, the goods on the other side of the mainland... It’s really a long road.

......

Berdwin Franklin stood in front of the window of the living room and watched the guests of the Ogure tribe take their own carriage and gradually disappeared into the corner of the road in the distance.

A young man wearing a royal blue jacket and a golden brooch on his chest walked into the room and stood behind Bai Dewen, shouting respectfully: "Father."

"Ilevin," the Duke of Berdwin turned and showed a gentle smile to his eldest son. "You should be very clear in the next room - from the expression, you seem to have doubts."

The young man named Elavin stood up straight. He was used to obeying every instruction of his father just now, but he already had a lot of his own thoughts and doubts: "Yes, father - why do you want to For a time to confess that the fabrics are from Tifeng?"

Bai Dewen quietly looked at his eldest son: "Why not confess?"

"...you have taught me that in the case of being able to monopolize the supply of goods, the confidential supply channel is one of the important means to maintain the monopoly and ensure the profit. We import the textiles from Tifeng and sell it to the Ogure tribe, which is essentially Resell, but if we don't say it, the Ogure tribe will not know this, and we can raise the price a bit more – but now, the Grey Elfs already know the source of those textiles, and they will confirm Titan sooner or later. The approximate price of the textiles exported by the empire, cost transparency is the biggest taboo for doing business..."

Paterson waited patiently and waited for the young man to finish his head and shook his head: "You can think of this, indicating that you are really learning what I teach you, but you can only think of it, indicating that you are only learning fur.

"The first point, we have to do long-term business, and it is a country-to-country business. This business needs stability, not temporary profit. The gray elves are not an occluded group, they will someday know the textiles. The source, although from a commercial point of view, our behavior of confidential supply channels is not deceptive, but if we use this to move the price too much, then we will sooner or later damage the feelings of trading partners, it will damage the future. Business.

"The second point, even if I disclose the source of goods, we don't have to worry that this business will fall by, because Cecil is the only way to maintain the east-west trade in the northern part of the mainland. We are just dumping the wasteland in the south and the wasteland and mountains in the north. In the cold winter, the trade goods of the Titan empire are to be transported to the Ogure tribe, and we can only follow our route - unless the Grey Elves or the spirits find a way to break through the ocean blockade and restart the northern route.

“The third and most important point: Do you think that our Emperor’s Majesty has allowed me to sell those things to the Ogure tribe at a near-zero profit price, really just to sell textiles?”

The young Duke's son stunned for a moment, and then he showed his thoughts.

Berdwin Franklin laughed and shook his head: "What we really want to sell is the railway."

Eleven widened his eyes.

Berdwin’s gaze was removed from the eldest son and landed on a shelf not far away, on the shelf, with a gift given to him by Govin Cecil before he left St. Sunil’s city. .

The model of the first cargo magic train.

Exquisite and ingenious, vividly, from the "hand" of the chief empire of the empire, St. Nicholas Egg.

However, this model is too strange, can not see the purpose and can not see the "art value", so that the attention of the gray elf Wenna is all attracted by the magical magic, did not notice that this really symbolizes Items of the Age of Empires.

But he believes that it will not take long for the kings of the Ogure tribe to notice it.

"Ilivin, maybe I am too persistent to train you into a person like me, I have neglected your true expertise and interest."

"Father?" The young Duke's son was a little surprised, and then there was some fear. "Father, I am not..."

"Don't be nervous, boy," Bai Dewen shook his head. "You still make me proud, but now you need to be more refined to keep up with the era created by your majesty. Magic technology, train, magic net broadcast, alchemy industry... ... There are too many new things in the new era, and these things, the teachers in the castle and the scholars on the territory do not understand themselves, and can't teach you.

“The West is far from the center of the empire, away from new technologies and knowledge, and away from the real ‘civilized society’.

"We can't wait for the civilized society to come at home, and we must take the initiative to contact.

"Your Majesty is building more educational facilities and building a new Imperial College in the city of Cesar. I have ordered that 500 young people from all over the West should be selected to study, and you should go as a leader of the school. People, go to the South together. The old aristocratic era is over, the Franklin family is no longer the direct ruler of this land, but you still shoulder the responsibility of fighting for the interests of the people on this land and land.

"I believe that the Duke of Ice and Snow in the North is doing the same thing - we are never behind people."

Elavin quietly greeted the eyes of the Duke of the West, and for a long time he bowed his head deeply: "Yes, father."

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