A single finger?
Fiona frowned and asked, "What do you mean?"
"At the end of the year, the mint grass will bring us at least 10,000 gold coins. Net income!"
Because of the lagging transportation in Prandal and the problem of the audience, Tang En's estimate was very conservative. In fact, the economic value of the mint grass would be higher.
However, this was not Earth after all. The economy here had not reached the point where people could freely choose snacks, so the range of consumers might be smaller.
"10,000 gold coins? Are you sure? "
Fiona's eyes widened. If it were in the heyday of the Rosa d 'Oro, Fiona would not even bother to do a business that cost 10,000 gold coins a year. However, the problem was that the Rosa d' Oro no longer existed, and she was extremely poor. If it were not for Tang En taking her in, she would have become the private property of the bandits.
Not to mention 10,000 gold coins, even if it was 5,000 or 1,000 gold coins, she would be willing to do it!
"Of course I'm sure!"
Tang En nodded with great certainty and said, "How about it? Do you dare to make this bet with me?"
"Of course!"
Why wouldn't Fiona dare to do it? Or rather, she would rather lose the bet, so that she could prove that she did not choose the wrong person.
"Very well, Elsa, Elijah, you two are my witnesses. Before the end of the year, I will use this mint grass to make at least 10,000 gold coins. If I win, your sister Fiona will have to work for me for the rest of her life. She can't go back on her word."
"Okay, okay!"
Elijah raised her hand happily and said, "Gods above, witness everything!"
As soon as she finished speaking, there was a muffled thunder in the sky. Fiona immediately said with a bitter face, "Elijah, did the gods really hear your prayer?"
Elijah stuck out her tongue and was a little embarrassed.
When Tang En noticed this phenomenon, he was shocked. If the gods of Prandal could really listen to the prayers of the mortals in the mortal world, then he would not be able to make any oaths casually in the future.
Originally, Tang En had planned to ask Elsa to find someone to harvest the transplanted peppermint, but the thunder just now made him a little scared. To be safe, he decided to harvest some himself to test it out.
After picking a big bag of peppermint from the riverside, they went back happily. Elsa and Elijah went home after bidding farewell to Tang En. Fiona continued to be busy taking over Ellington's affairs. Tang En had just taken office, but he didn't even go to meet the town's staff. Therefore, these things could only fall into her hands.
Whether it was a small postman or a powerful tax official, Fiona had to ensure that everything about Ellington was under her control.
Moreover, Tang En had just issued a Wasteland Expansion Decree. She had to perfect it.
What about Tang En?
When he returned to the Lord's Mansion, he threw the peppermint grass into the room and went to find Brian.
Brian was messing around with his room at the moment.
"Big brother! You came at the right time! Look at this room that Fiona made for me. It's not like this at all! "
Brian was filled with righteous indignation. "Such a big door! Such a high bed! And that sink — the beard of a forging hammer! Did she forget that I'm a dwarf!? "
Tang En patted his head and said, "We really forgot about it … But it's also your fault. Why did you have to drink so much last night? Fiona was almost drunk. Her name is Fiona! Fay! Ou! Na! "
"It doesn't matter what her name is. I can't recognize it anyway."
Brian waved his hand and said, "This room needs to be changed. It needs to be changed. Big brother, you don't mind if I cut off the bed legs, right?"
"I don't mind … Wait! I didn't come to you to talk about this! "
Tang En was almost fooled by him. He hurriedly said, "I have a few things that I want you to help me make."
"Oh? You have a job to do so soon? "
Brian was very surprised. "But I have to get an anvil or a furnace or something, right? Otherwise, do you want me to bite it out with my teeth? "
"You can borrow the furnace and anvil from the blacksmith shop temporarily."
As a lord, he should have the right to borrow the anvil and furnace, right?
"That's fine. We'll talk about the room when I come back. Let's go."
Brian was also very straightforward. He left the things and was ready to go out.
Tang En looked at the treasure-level warhammer that Brian had left on the ground with a little heartache. He secretly shook his head. How unlucky this guy is to follow such a master …
The two of them left the Lord's Mansion and came to the blacksmith shop after a few steps.
Brian shouted, "Is anyone here? Is there anyone alive? "
Tang En raised his hand and slapped him. "Be polite!"
Brian covered the back of his head and jumped. "You should be polite! You can slap people's heads just because you're tall!? So what if you're tall? Hmph, the dwarf brothers will exclaim 'Oh my god, you're so tall' when they see me. I've never slapped them on the back of their heads! "
Tang En looked at Brian with inexplicable pity. Dwarves could only show off their height in front of dwarves and goblins …
"What's with that look? Ah? What look? Let me tell you, don't look down on the people of the land. Be careful of your knees, you know? Back then, there was an ignorant Beastman brat who looked at me with that kind of gaze, and I ruthlessly kicked him in the knee. Guess what happened? That guy can only retire at the border post now! "
Perhaps Brian's voice was really too loud, and he finally woke the people inside. After a series of clanking sounds, a guy with unkempt hair and a dirty face opened the curtain.
"Who are you? Why are you making so much noise? Take whatever you like. The price is marked. Just throw the money on the counter. "
Tang En said politely, "Uncle, we're not buying anything."
"Not buying anything? Why are you calling me if you're not buying anything? What a waste of time! — Eh? Wait? This voice is … Sir Lord! "
The unkempt blacksmith was suddenly stunned. He recognized Tang En and was overjoyed. "Sir Lord! What are you here for? To buy equipment? Armed soldiers? Are we going to start a war? Are we going to place an order? How many armors? How many weapons? — Wait, let me take a book and count! "
Without waiting for Tang En to speak, the overly excited blacksmith rushed back.
Tang En was stunned.
This was the only blacksmith shop in Ellington. This blacksmith's skills were passed down from generation to generation. His skills were not inferior to the blacksmiths in the big cities. However, staying in Ellington was his tragedy.
Ellington was too remote and there were too few people. There were only a few adventurers in a year. Not many people bought the armors and weapons he made. The biggest business he did before was to make a set of simple armors for Hogg's private soldiers. He wrote an IOU and the money had not been returned. In the end, Hogg gave it to the bandits. It could be considered as funding the enemy …
When the blacksmith came out again, he was not only holding a book in his hand, but also a piece of paper.
He scratched his head and chuckled, revealing his black front teeth. "My Lord, I suddenly remembered that Sir Hogg still owes me money for equipment. Now that you're the Lord, shouldn't this money …"
The blacksmith was very nervous. He did not have much hope of getting the money back. However, he heard that the Sir Lord was a good person, so he wanted to give it a try.
"How much is it?"
Although Hogg was scum, Tang En still had to clean up the mess he left behind. Otherwise, his reputation would be ruined and it would be difficult to lead the team …
"Not much, not much. A total of 25 sets of simple armors and 25 standard longswords. The scabbard is a gift. The total is …"
The blacksmith cautiously raised a finger.
"100,000 gold coins!?"
Tang En was shocked.
"No, no!"
The blacksmith hurriedly shook his head.
"10,000 gold coins …"
Tang En secretly said, "That's good."
"That's not it either!"
The blacksmith almost cried. "1,000 gold coins …"
Thus, Tang En was embarrassed. In the morning, he used a finger to fool Fiona. In the blink of an eye, he was frightened by the blacksmith. Karma really came quickly.
Because Tang En was used to seeing large sums of money when he was selling equipment, he did not expect that 25 sets of armor and weapons would be so cheap. Therefore, he readily agreed to pay the money. However, in return, the blacksmith had to share the blacksmith shop for Brian to use.
This way, he could save himself the trouble of getting a furnace and an anvil.
"Yes, of course … But Sir Lord, who is Brian?"
The blacksmith was a little confused.
Brian was furious. "You detestable, stupid human! Do you only know how to look forward? Don't you know how to lower your head!? "
The blacksmith lowered his head and was shocked. "Short, short, dwarf!?"
"That's right!"
"Master Brian, please take a seat!"
The blacksmith hurriedly moved a chair for Brian. He was so excited that he almost had a brain hemorrhage.
Brian smiled proudly. Dwarves were famous among humans, especially among human blacksmiths. It was not enough to explain the actual situation.
In fact, when the blacksmith saw a dwarf, it was almost the same as seeing his ancestors.
After all, human blacksmithing skills were learned from the dwarves …
There was a rumor among blacksmiths that as long as they saw a dwarf and received a few pointers from the dwarf, they could immediately break through the shackles and become a Blacksmith Master or even a Grandmaster!
Thus, in the blink of an eye, Tang En was forgotten by the blacksmith. He stood foolishly at the side, watching him pour water and massage Brian's shoulders. He was very attentive.
Brian looked at the deflated Tang En and was in a good mood. The feeling of sitting on a chair and looking at others at the same level could only be described with one word — cool!
"Master Brian, my name is Edgar. I'm a blacksmith passed down in my family. That, this … Cough cough, it's my honor that Master Brian can use my family's furnace and anvil. I just don't know if I can watch and learn from the side when Master is forging?"
Edgar carefully put forward his request.
Brian had the demeanor of a master. "Well, it's not that you can't, but I won't teach you. How much you can learn will depend on your own comprehension!"
Edgar was overjoyed. "Thank you, Master!"
"Mm!"
Brian nodded heavily and looked at Tang En. "Speaking of which, big brother, what do you want me to forge?"
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