Chapter 1568: Go round
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The People Walking in Dungeons are surely not Normal
- Mad rabbit
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- 2021-01-30 11:19:52
It is very comfortable to be a spectator by yourself and watch others lie down with guns.
When it's my turn to lie down, I feel depressed.
There is a saying how to say, Master Dewey roared, and Fort Vitch shook three times.
Although I was full of reluctance, I still followed Master Dewey and entered the submarine's inner warehouse, along with other people present.
The inner warehouse is very spacious and the furnishings are simple. The moment the door is closed, all the sounds of the outside world disappear, as if retreating from the world.
Master Dewey said: "The transaction problem is imminent. We will solve it as soon as possible, and we will be on the right track as soon as possible. The space here is airtight. We are not afraid of the ears of the partition wall. You can express your opinions at will.
The meaning couldn’t be clearer-as long as you don’t fight, no matter how fierce the scolding is, you won’t be known by outsiders. As long as you return to the previous appearance the moment before you open the door, you will still be the Empress of Grace in the eyes of everyone. The mysterious chaebol of the test, the well-known tech master inside and outside, and the passerby who has no characteristics except a silver hair.
After a few seconds of contemplation, I took the lead and said, "Actually, I don’t know the value of many trees in the Forest of Elves. I just think that some special woods can be used to make furniture. They are both fire-resistant and moisture-resistant, and they are not afraid of insects. It can be called the conscience of the industry."
After listening to Master Dewey, he waved his hand and said, "You still don't come to make trouble, stay aside and listen carefully."
In an instant, a few black lines hung between my forehead, and I sat in the corner quite aggrieved, muttering: "It's obviously not my fault, it's obviously you told me to say..."
Emily sat next to me very intimately, soft and tender, gently covering the back of my hand, although her expression was still indifferent, but her slightly reddish cheeks still revealed the girl's shy heart.
Could it be that she wants to comfort my hurt heart with gentleness like water?
This is too strange to me!
I really didn't expect that the cold girl who looked like an ice sculpture had a soft side like a yarn?
But seeing her lightly open her vermilion lips and spit out Youlan, whispering in a voice that only we can hear, "I think the same as you, so I'm here to stay."
what?
Instantly chilling.
Peat, it turns out that you didn't come to comfort me, but because you were in agreement with me, you put yourself out of the way in a preemptive way, and other people stared at her with expectant eyes.
Yo, girl, you are playing with your hands, if you don't say anything, I'm still in the illusion of being moved by you.
Currently, there are only Master Dewey, Master Hall and the Elf Queen.
The three are divided into two factions, Master Dewey and Master Hall are one faction, and the Elf Queen is another faction.
In terms of number of people, Master Dewey has the upper hand, but the Elf Queen holds the right to know and the initiative, so the two sides are evenly matched.
Master Hall said: "Your Majesty, although my Fortress is barren and there is no sunshine all day long, there are still some things that can be obtained, such as fine gold and mithril. Although the output is not abundant, if it can satisfy your majesty If you use this as a bargaining chip, the old will be happy to see it."
The Elf Queen pondered for a while, and said: "The fine gold and mithril are indeed the most valuable ore. If it can really be used as a bargaining chip, I will definitely welcome it."
"That's good," Master Hall hurriedly said: "I just don't know what your Majesty's needs are?"
The Elf Queen thought for a while, and said, "I want half of the annual output of Fort Witch."
"This..." Master Hall meditated for a while, punching his left palm with his right fist, as if he had made a great determination, and said in pain: "Okay, I promised you."
But the Elf Queen shook her head slightly and said in a deep voice, "Master, don't have to answer in such a hurry, first listen to me to finish."
Master Hall immediately opened his eyes and blurted out, "Do you still have any requests?"
"The Forest of the Elves is the foundation of my Moonlight City, and the trees are the treasures of the foundation. Moreover, this trade fair will continue to last for an unknown number of years. How can we only sell dozens of hundreds of catties of fine gold and Secret Silver? The price is, if it is really sold at such a price, my empress will not have to do it. I am really ashamed of the people."
Master Hall's eyes twitched when he heard it, and he asked cautiously, "According to your majesty..."
The Elf Queen said without hesitation: "What I mean is very simple, it is still half of Fort Witch's annual production of fine gold and mithril as a bargaining chip."
"Isn't this the same as before?" Master Hall wondered.
"Different" the elf queen said: "There are still two words missing, every year."
Master Hall was taken aback. He glared his eyes and exclaimed: "This is impossible, your Majesty, fine gold and mithril are also the treasures of our country, and unlike those trees, it is extremely difficult to regenerate. How can minerals be used as a bargaining chip equivalent to wood!"
The Elf Queen turned her head to look at Master Dewey. The latter smiled bitterly, and said: "Master Hall is right. The fine gold and mythril are indeed the most important treasure of our country. I am not qualified to sell it at will. It can be said that Hall The master made a great deal of determination for this transaction. Fortunately, the transaction did not take place. Otherwise, I am afraid that he will be scolded by the two kings."
"But," Master Dewey turned around and said: "If it is a quarter of the export volume, I can barely discuss it with the two kings. After all, no matter how precious fine gold and mithril are, it is not as precious as the prosperity and friendship between the two countries."
As soon as Master Dewey's voice fell, the Elf Queen didn't even think about it, and said: "Master's proposal, please forgive me for not being able to accept it."
"Oh?" Master Dewey's face sank, and said, "Why?"
The fairy queen said: "A quarter of the export volume you mentioned is just an imaginary number. The annual number is uncertain, more or less, and it's all up to your country to measure it. It would be presumptuous to say, even if you suddenly shut up. Others can't say a word. If you just signed a quarter of the export volume, your side will stop selling fine gold and mithril. Isn't it hard for us to tell."
Master Dewey was taken aback, and then he chuckled: "Your Majesty doesn't believe me or Fort Witchcraft?"
The elf queen said calmly: "I'm just being more cautious. I don't want to cause suspicion between the two countries because of certain things, affect the friendship between the two countries, and delay the mutual prosperity of each other."
Master Dewey pondered for a moment, then suddenly smiled, and said: "Your Majesty's words are reasonable. This matter really needs to be discussed. However, the idea of half the total output of fine gold and mithril can come to an end. I don't want to, but I do. There is nothing I can do. If Her Majesty the Queen has any good ideas or plans, she can say it, and we can reach a consensus through discussion."
Seeing that the topic turned around and returned to the original point, the Elf Queen couldn't help being angry and funny. She thought about it for a moment and said: "I want to know, what are the chips that Fort Witch can get right now?"
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