Chapter 410: Free quota

In Ike, Rod, who was stunned, left Zuan awkwardly-he did not choose to go to Picheng, because Picheng's trade share was no longer this year.
Rhode's only chance is in Bill Givert-if Bill Givert does not have a trade share, then Rhode can only wait for next year.
While in Bill Givert, Sarah gave Rod an unexpected news.
"Bilgewater has no trade share anymore, and that thing was split off at the beginning of the year." Sarah sat casually on the leather sofa and took a sip of red wine from the glass. "But if I remember correctly, you still You can take advantage of the free quota."
"Special allowance?" Rod frowned slightly. "What is that?"
"A special trade regulation of Demasia, targeting their special needs." Sarah organized the language. "Probably... Demasia will import some rare and necessary goods. These goods do not account for the share of trade, but The number of caravans is limited and no gold exchange is provided."
"That's not the point." Rhode waved his hand and said that he didn't care. "If you guessed right, the price of these free special goods is not low?"
"Guess right~" Sarah tilted her head and drank the wine from the glass. "The Demasians sent a commissioner last month to release a free trade, deep sea fish oil-high quality fish oil."
"Oh?" Rod raised his eyebrows with interest. "As far as I know, in Bilgewater, the fish oil thing... isn't it?"
"Ordinary fish oil is really worthless." Sarah nodded. "But this time the Dermasias are going to name the fish oil. That kind of big fish is close to a thousand gold snake coins an ounce even in Birgewater. Encounter is not asking."
Seeing Rod's doubts, Sarah briefly introduced the special big guy such as chub.
Jurassic fish is a well-known giant deep-sea fish in the waters near Bilgewater-this kind of big guy with a shark-like appearance has a terrible big mouth with barbed rows of razor-like benefits. Tooth, their skin is tough like a sea dragon, ordinary attacks are completely ineffective, and in order to catch or kill this fish, in addition to the patient and experienced sailors, they often need a dare to jump into the mouth of the fish. , Get rid of this big guy from the inside.
Although knowing that it is not easy to hunt for this fish, the price of nearly an ounce of one thousand gold ounces surprised Rhodes. This price... is a bit exaggerated.
"In other words, as long as I can get enough fish oil, I can go to Demacia, right?"
"Yes, the Demasians are clearly priced in this regard, 10 ounces per person, so--
"So I need to find a few reliable guys and get dozens of ounces of tartar oil before I can go to Demacia? Do you have any recommendations?"
"I can't help this." Sarah shook her head. "I haven't been in the tavern for a long time, so I'm afraid you'll have to find someone yourself."
After getting the news he wanted, Rod and Sara greeted for a while, and finally got up to say goodbye.
It seems that we are going to the all-purpose tavern again.
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Although it was afternoon, the pub in Bilgewater was still very lively.
Unlike the last time I came here sneakily, this time Rhode simply chose the best pub-and the best pub means the best news here.
After opening a large room, Rod came to the bar and looked at the yawning bartender. Rod pressed a gold snake coin on the bar.
"I need a guy who is good at fishing, pondering the fish-of course, some reliable sailors and a big boat." During the talk, Rod handed out the gold coins. "Don't try to fool me, understand?"
"Of course, of course!" The bartender took the gold coins, and the original fierce face showed a flattering expression, which looked a little funny. "The Demacia people can't get a blood. This time, those who are interested in the cut fish are big. Guys, how dare I tell lies..."
Then, the bartender, who looked like a pirate, lowered his voice and directed Rod to countless treasures, telling almost all the famous fishermen of Bill Jiwater and their record.
Compared to the Violet Dream, which provided only one venue at the time, this tavern seems to be more professional as an information center-they are themselves intelligence dealers.
After the bartender spent half a day~EbookFREE.me~ finally finished, Rod took out a bag.
"It's a good talk, and it should be true-but what I need is not this kind of bad street news, what fish is Zhuo Er, I am very clear, the veteran you said...I am afraid it is not enough? "
The bartender took a glance at the bag, and a piece of golden color made his heart beat by three points, and subconsciously plunged into the mouth of the bag. He pressed on a dark grid behind the bar, and then got up to take Rod. In a room, after asking Rod to wait, he turned and left.
Just as the bartender's forefoot had just left, a wall in the room suddenly opened, and a secret passage appeared, and then a smiling, businessman-dressed guy appeared in front of Rhodes.
"Dear guest-I am honored to serve you."
"I don't like nonsense, you just need to tell me, Bill Jiwater, who is the best fish hunter is enough."
"Understand, understand." The businessman who was suddenly interrupted by Rod was still full of pleasing smiles, "Pike is-of course, if you can bear his ambition and bad temper." (https://)