Chapter 541: :transaction

??? The goblins live in underground caves.
This was the first time Slow saw goblins, they were shorter than dwarves, and their skins were all green.
Murphy came to the door slowly with him, shocking the group of goblins hiding in the underground cave.
They closed the doors and windows one after another, and slowly turned Murphy away.
Slowly I didn't expect to have said anything, so I ate a big closed door, and couldn't help being a little confused.
Murphy had expected this, he knocked on the door calmly, and opened his mouth to utter a string of goblin words.
His tone still has a somewhat unique rhythm, which is the unique way of speaking for elves.
"Don't hide, we are not here to make trouble. Call your patriarch. We have a business to talk to him face-to-face."
There was a whispering voice inside, and then someone replied: "What business?"
"Business that can make you money."
"Why should we trust you?"
Murphy is very calm: "Just because we only have two people, and you have hundreds of people, even if you really start, we will suffer."
After some discussions, the goblins in the cave finally opened the door again, and a little goblin said at them: "You come in and talk."
Murphy walked in slowly with him.
When entering the hole, Murphy was asked to hand over the bow and arrow.
Murphy had no objection to this, and handed the bow and arrow to the goblin: "Keep it for me. If you lose it, I will tie you up and throw it to the piranha."
Obviously, he has a good understanding of goblins' habit of stealing things.
The elves' bows and arrows are well-made and beautiful. When the goblins took the bows and arrows, they did develop greed, but they were quickly shrunk by Murphy's threat, and the little greed in their hearts was extinguished.
This underground cave is bigger than slowly imagined. There are many small holes dug in it. Those should be the dwellings of goblins.
At this time, all the goblins were crowded in the hall, densely packed, there were at least hundreds of them visually.
They all stared at Murphy slowly without blinking, seeming to be afraid, but also seeming to be on guard.
The cave is not high, even if it is slow, you have to keep your head down, let alone Murphy, the poor tall man has to bend down to move forward.
Fortunately, he was handsome, coupled with his graceful manners, even if he walked with a bent waist, he still looked personable, causing many female goblins in the room to blush and keep looking at him.
Slowly wearing a drapery hat on her head, even in such places where she needs to walk with her head down, she didn't mean to take off her hat.
She looked around and found that the goblins were all dressed in shabby clothes, and most of them were thin and haggard.
This is definitely not a sign of abundance in life.
It seems that their lives should not be easy.
The chief of the goblin clan walked out of the crowd.
He was already tall among the many goblins, but he was still a lot shorter when he stood in front of Mild Murphy.
He is pretty handsome, but there is a shallow scar on the cheek of his left cheek, which adds a bit of fierceness to him.
Murphy smiled slightly: "Dear Patriarch Elman, it's been a long time since I saw you, you still look so imposing."
Elman laughed, and the scar on his face swayed: "Murphy, you still look so tall. Every time I talk to you, I feel very upset."
"I'm sorry, I grew so tall."
Slowly laughed, but he didn't expect that handsome Murphy would have such a bad time.
Elman snorted, "Are you here just to show off your height?"
"Of course not. We came to you this time to discuss business with you."
"Oh?"
Murphy walked sideways and introduced the slowness around her: "This young lady recently needs to hire a group of workers to help with her work. She is willing to pay one gold coin per person per month. If she does well, she will also have a bonus."
When I heard the price, not only Elmanlu was stunned, but the other goblins were also in an uproar.
One gold coin is enough for a family of three to live for a whole year!
This reward is too generous!
After being surprised, Elman quickly calmed down: "What do you need us to do?"
Murphy said: "I can't tell you the specific work content for the time being. After you sign the contract, we will tell you the details."
Elman squinted his eyes, his eyes full of scrutiny: "You are not even willing to tell the truth about the content of your work, so that we believe you are not lying?
"I'm sorry, until we fully trust you, all work must be kept confidential, but I can assure you that this job will never endanger life."
One point for a job that is not dangerous can allow each goblin to get one gold coin every month.
This temptation is too great.
All the goblins looked at their patriarch eagerly.
Elman was lost in thought.
If it were put in the past, Elman faced this kind of transaction, and for the safety of the people, he would probably refuse.
But now, his people have not been able to eat their food for several days.
There are still some people who are sick, but they have no money to ask a shaman to help them see a doctor, so they can only survive.
If this continues, they will most likely die of starvation and disease in the future.
Elman's eyes flicked from the thin and tired people.
If they want to live, they must have money.
At present, only the elf in front of him is willing to give them a chance to make money.
In the end, Elman gritted his teeth and made a decision: "I agree to this deal."
Murphy smiled slightly: "It's a wise decision."
"But I have a condition."
"Please speak."
"I hope you will pay half of the remuneration first," Elman looked a little embarrassed. "I know this request is a bit abrupt, but there is no way. We need this money to invite the shaman to help see the doctor."
Hearing this, he asked slowly: "Anyone of you is sick?"
Her mouth is a very fluent goblin language.
Murphy was startled slightly.
This girl not only speaks Elvish and Dwarf language, but also Goblin language so well.
Who is she?
Elman sighed: "A few of our tribesmen were scratched by monsters while hunting and have been in a coma for several days. We have tried many ways to relieve their pain. Only shamans can Save them, but we don't have the money to ask the shaman to help treat the illness."
Slowly said: "If you don't mind, can you let me see those patients?"
Everyone was taken aback.
Elman was surprised: "Are you a shaman?"
After pondering slowly, he felt that the shaman in their mouth meant the same thing as the witch doctor in the Orc Continent.
"Well, I am a shaman."