"Sir, I'm from Morrisons University!" a voice called out.
Morrisons turned around and saw two people following behind him. He recognized one of them. It was Justin from Morgan & Co. Justin's clothes were still ordinary, but the other person was much more extravagant. It was already spring, but he was still wearing a cloak made from the feathers of a demon bird. Although it did not match the season, the bright and colorful light attracted people's attention. It also gave him a noble aura.
"Sir, I haven't seen you for half a month. You look more and more impressive," Justin said with a smile.
"Really? I didn't notice, but I know my alcohol tolerance is getting higher. "Morrisons laughed." When did you come back? "
"I just came back, sir. Let me introduce you." Justin turned around. "This is the owner of Morgan & Co., Young Master Borg. Young Master, this is the person from Morrisons University that I've often mentioned to you. "
"Hello." Morrisons greeted him warmly.
"Hello." Borg smiled. "This isn't the place to talk, Morrisons University. I know a quiet hotel. Why don't we talk there?"
"What's so good about a hotel?" Morrisons said. "I'm going to the bar anyway. It'll be fun if we talk there. We can also watch a show. "
"The bar is too noisy, Morrisons University." Borg smiled. "I have something important to discuss with you, so it's best if we find a quiet place."
"Is that so …" Morrisons hesitated. "That's fine."
Morrisons might be muddle-headed at times, but if someone treated him like an idiot, he would be the one being played. The reason why he gave in was because he realized that Morrisons had a powerful background. It was not from his clothes, but from his attitude. He had a firm attitude!
Only those who thought highly of themselves and were qualified to think highly of themselves would insist on their own opinions. In fact, they could have discussed it anywhere, but they were the ones asking for help, and yet they still had to refute his opinion. This was enough to prove Borg's status.
After a while, the three of them walked into a hotel one after another. The hotel was not big, but it was very clean inside. There was no one inside, not even the owner. Obviously, Borg had prepared in advance.
"Tell me, what do you want?" Morrisons University's owner sat on a chair. "Do you want me to protect your caravan again? Don't blame me for being nosy. we're friends. How much money can you make by buying food and clothes? Why don't you sell something else? "
"Sir, we want to, but …" Borg smiled bitterly. "Hundreds of thousands of refugees are hiding in the west side of the city. They have no food and no clothes. Mayor Winston is so worried that he can't sleep. As merchants, we can't bear to see so many people suffer."
"So, you're still buying food and clothes this time?"
"Yes." Borg nodded.
"Or are you sending them to Merlin Village?"
"Yes."
"I thought it was something big. Let's do it according to the old rules." Morrisons said lazily. Then, he suddenly remembered something and slammed the table. "Don't tell me you're going to lower the price?!"
Morrisons's eyes widened as if he was looking at an enemy. Borg was startled. He could not help but laugh. "Sir, you're mistaken. This time, we're asking you to escort a caravan made up of more than a hundred carriages. Why would we lower the price? Let's do it this way. Two hundred gold coins. As usual, we'll pay half of it first. When we reach Merlin Village, we'll pay the other half. "
"You should've f * cking said so earlier. You scared me," Morrisons grumbled.
Borg was speechless. Who was the one who scared who? He wanted to talk to Morrisons personally, but when he saw this rude guy who only cared about money, he lost all interest in talking.
"My lord, we have too many goods this time. If we have to check every carriage … Perhaps we won't be able to leave even at noon. It's too much of a waste of time. My lord, could you discuss with the soldiers and try to let us pass as quickly as possible?" Justin continued.
"You called me here just to say this? Isn't it just a matter of a sentence? Who dares to check my caravan?! "Morrisons said impatiently." Is there anything else? I still want to go drink. "
"Haha … of course. Who dares to go against you?" Justin laughed. He then took out his money pouch and counted a hundred gold coins carefully. He placed them on the table. "Sir, this is your deposit."
Morrisons' eyes lit up. He swept the gold coins into a pile. "Can't you give me that pouch? How am I supposed to carry so much? "
"Ah … I was careless." Justin quickly took out an empty pouch and handed it to Morrisons.
Morrisons put the gold coins into the pouch and shook it proudly. He then stood up. However, he seemed to have thought of something and his movements slowed down. He frowned and said, "Something's wrong …"
Borg was shocked. He smiled and said, "Sir, what's wrong?"
"How many carriages are there this time?"
"About a hundred and eighty."
"How dare you trick me!" Morrisons threw the pouch on the table. The table shook violently. "How many carriages were there last time? You paid me a hundred gold coins. How much is it this time? If the journey is the same, you should pay me three hundred gold coins! Do you think I don't know how to count?! "
Borg didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he did feel relieved. His vigilance and doubts disappeared. He didn't want to argue with Moxinke, so he winked at Justin. Justin hurriedly counted out another fifty gold coins and put them on the table respectfully. "My lord, please don't be angry, please don't be angry. It's all our fault!"
"Justin, let me tell you. Your attitude is wrong! You are lying to your friends! "Morrisons pointed at Justin's nose and scolded," Damn it! No wonder people say you merchants are cunning. If it was me, Morrisons. If it was someone else, wouldn't they have been fooled by you?! "
"Sir, please don't be angry. It's our fault. It's our fault." Justin apologized profusely, "How about this, my lord, these gold coins can be considered as our compensation, okay? Sir, to be honest, we were really careless. We really don't want to lose a friend like you! "After that, Justin handed the pouch to Morrisons.
Morrisons took the pouch and weighed it in his hand. His face finally calmed down. He said in a low voice, "Are you still leaving in the morning? Through the south gate? "
"Yes, sir."
"Like last time, I'll wait for you there." Morrisons put away the two pouches and swaggered out of the inn.
Borg looked at Morrisons's back. If he knew that this guy was so uncouth, he wouldn't have come. How unnecessary!
"An idiot …" Borg said softly after Morrisons's back disappeared.
* * *
"Two idiots!" Morrisons said with a proud expression. "Let me tell you, this time they sent a big shot to contact me!" It seemed that he was still holding a grudge about what happened last time.
"Borg?" Han Jin's eyes fell on Qi Li. "Have you heard of this guy?"
"Never!" Qi Li said bitterly. "If he was standing in front of me, I would really want to slap him! How dare he say he's the owner of Morgan & Co.! "
"Don't worry. You'll have the chance." Han Jin smiled.
"I've already checked. Last time, someone was buying a lot of food and clothes. But this time, there was no fluctuation in the market. They must have transported something else." Lang Ning said slowly. "But … more than one hundred and eighty carriages. Although Ninth Town is a big town, the quantity of these goods is too large. The most strange thing is that not only food and clothes, but also other goods. It's impossible!"
"So, what they want to take away is something that has been hoarded in the town, or something that has been hidden in the town for a long time." Han Jin said lightly, "I think it's time to take action. What do you think?"
"I support your opinion." Lang Ning said. Since he learned about Han Jin's past, his attitude towards Han Jin had changed greatly. He respected Léger because of friendship and the past. He respected Sunier because of a good relationship. Now, he respected Han Jin because he knew that if it was him at that time, he would never have been able to think so far ahead. His almost abnormal ability to plan was not only admirable, but also awe-inspiring.
"Do you think …" Han Jin hesitated. "Do those guys have anything to do with Rudolf?"
"What can they have to do with him?"
"When Rudolf was alive, why didn't this happen? When Rudolf died, why did they rush to transport the goods? " Han Jin said, "At that time, Léger should have caught Rudolf first. He shouldn't have killed him so early."
"After all, Rudolf was the commander of the cavalry. If he didn't kill him, other accidents would have happened." Sunier shook her head. "What you said … should be just a coincidence."
"I don't think it's a coincidence." Han Jin said. Of course, he couldn't be sure. This was just the result of his deduction. There were other possibilities, but he just felt that this was the most likely one. Han Jin then changed the topic. "Tomorrow, we'll split into two groups. Morrisons, Lang Ning, and I will be in charge of seizing their carriages. You guys will be in charge of finding out where the goods came from."
"With so many goods, they'll need a lot of manpower to transport them. Actually, we can check now. With more than a hundred carriages, they'll need a big place to park, right? Léger can do this alone. "Sunier said." I'll go help you guys. "
"No need. Is a cavalry unit not enough to deal with them?" Han Jin laughed.
"I'm telling you, no one is allowed to fight with me!" Morrisons gritted his teeth. "Leave those two guys to me! Especially that Justin! "
"It's best not to hurt them first. There are a lot of things we need to get out of their mouths," Han Jin said softly.
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