Robert didn't investigate the town's secrets. He didn't believe that anyone who could establish a foothold here and enslave so many gnomes and gnolls was a simple character. If someone discovered his secrets out of curiosity, he didn't think he'd be able to escape unscathed. After all, there were at least eight, if not ten, merchant groups that went missing in the wilderness every year.
In a place like the Northern Wastelands, there was no need to destroy the corpses after death. The gnomes, gnolls, and gnolls in the wilderness would destroy all traces.
What surprised Robert was that the person in charge of the territory was Suhlen's personal maid. She was also very beautiful. Robert swore that she was one of the prettiest women he'd ever seen in his life. Also, he'd traded the goods with her at the lowest price.
During the negotiation, he'd been led by the nose. In the end, he'd agreed without thinking. By the time he'd realized it, the goods had already been traded.
Suhlen was lying in a rocking chair, sipping the black tea he'd just bought from Robert. Chris was wearing a black and white maid outfit. She knelt to Suhlen's right. The loose maid outfit didn't look bloated on her at all. Her tall and slender body was faintly discernible under the skirt. Her white skin looked like beautiful jade. She had an elegant temperament. She was completely like a well-educated noble lady.
"This is all the information on Robert?" Suhlen took a sip of the black tea and chuckled.
"Yes, master. This Robert has already told me about how he peeked at the neighbor's sister bathing when he was young." Chris gracefully took the teacup and refilled Suhlen's.
"Since we know his background, then let's deal with him," Suhlen said after some thought.
"Other than selling some white sugar to Robert, have Zeon take the merchant group to Calt. I need to let more people know about white sugar."
"Yes, master," Chris said respectfully.
Suhlen looked at Chris with interest. "Looks like you're adapting well."
"Does master like it?" Chris tilted her head and smiled seductively.
"Not bad." Suhlen smiled. "By the way, don't put milk and white sugar in the next tea."
Kris found Suhlen's request a little strange. To be honest, she had just made the black tea, and it tasted a little bitter. For this reason, she even asked Robert how to drink black tea. Then, according to the way the nobles in Florence drank their tea, she added fresh milk and sugar into the cup of tea to make it sweet, thick, and smooth. But judging from Suhlen's expression, he didn't like this kind of tea.
Kris didn't know what was so good about the bitter black tea, but Suhlen liked it very much.
"How much sugar did Master sell to Robert this time?" Chris asked.
"How much sugar do we have in total?"
"Last night, there were 600 bags of white sugar in the warehouse of the sugar refinery, and each bag was one kilogram."
"Sell him fifty kilograms of white sugar, and the price is fifty Kinnar per kilogram," Suhlen said after thinking for a moment. Then he put down the teacup and stretched.
"After this transaction, tell Robert to bring some daily necessities next time. Clothes, blankets, pillows, and so on. If you need anything, tell him to bring it."
Ever since he came to the wastelands two months ago, he had almost forgotten the large velvet bed he used to have. Now that there was a sugar trade, he naturally wouldn't let himself suffer. And with Kris as his housekeeper, Suhlen was finally freed from the tedious and repetitive labor.
After listening to Kris's report, Suhlen went to the training field in the lord's castle. This was a field he had specially built for daily training. Ever since he came to this world, he rarely stopped his daily training. Although the daily training didn't give him much experience, it could increase his weapon proficiency.
In the system, when a weapon's proficiency reached a certain level, he would receive a sure-kill skill. These sure-kill skills were very powerful, and unlike skills that consumed magic, they could be used with just a bit of stamina.
Suhlen's weapon of highest proficiency was the spear, followed by the longsword. He only touched on the other weapons slightly. After all, his energy and time were limited, and it was impossible to raise the proficiency of all weapons.
When the space was small or indoors, he was used to using the longsword. Of course, he was best at the spear. Men were born to be good with the spear, and they had a natural talent for it. Moreover, if they trained well with the spear, it would be twice as effective against female enemies. Just look at Kris now, she was very obedient.
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"Mr. Zeon, is there anything Miss Kris wants from me today?" Robert grabbed Zeon's hand, and with his other hand, he secretly stuffed a heavy bag of money into Zeon's hand.
Zeon shook the bag in his hand, and the pleasant sound of a Kinnar rang out from inside. His face bloomed like a chrysanthemum. "Brother Robert, don't worry. This is definitely a good thing, and a very good thing."
After putting the heavy bag of money into his pouch, Zeon led Robert to the lord's residence.
Along the way, Robert was thinking hard about the benefits. He couldn't help but ask Zeon a few times, but Zeon only smiled and shook his head.
Soon, the two arrived at the gates of the lord's residence. Zeon notified the barbarian warrior guarding the gates, and only entered after receiving permission.
"Beautiful Miss Kris, good afternoon." Robert bowed seriously. He didn't dare to underestimate this beautiful woman now. The deal a few days ago had left him with lingering fear.
"No need to be so polite, Mr. Robert. Please have a seat, "Kris said with a smile, and the whip in her hand cracked loudly. Then, a barbarian girl walked in and brought two cups of tea.
"Thank you." Robert sat on the chair, but didn't drink the tea. Instead, he asked directly, "Miss Kris, may I know why you've called me here today?"
"There are indeed some matters." Kris leaned lazily on the chair, the bright red fingernails on her slender white fingers particularly alluring.
"You'll know once you try that cup of tea."
Although Robert was a little curious, he still picked up the teacup. The tea was light red, and it was the black tea he had sold not long ago. He blew on it carefully, and then took a sip. A sweet taste rushed to his taste buds.
"This is … honey?" Robert's eyes lit up. "No, honey has a faint sour taste, and this cup of tea is completely sweet. Is this white sugar?"
"Mr. Robert, it is white sugar," Kris said with a smile. "This is what we're going to talk about today. How about it? Are you interested? "
PS: Thank you, Eat Me Ke, for the 2000 Qidian coins tip. Thank you, Chang 'e's Hou Yi, for the 500 Qidian coins tip. Thank you, Cold Flame, for the 500 Qidian coins tip.
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