Chapter 293 Caravan Consul Tate

"It's okay to hire you guys."

Tate took a sip of wine and thought slowly: "But this price..."

And the delicious wind goose was sitting in front of him calmly with two swords on his back.

Recently, he always felt that he would turn into five swords sooner or later...

"The price is negotiable, Your Excellency."

Delicious Wind Goose laughed: "To be honest, I'm not afraid of you lowering the price. After all, we are on the way. As long as you can keep it a secret, even a little more is pure profit... We are still easy. Shelley collar is indeed not dangerous... We are in long-term business, so we won't pit you."

"You won't talk about business now..."

Consul Tate, who had the same hairstyle as the delicious goose, smiled when he heard the words, with a strange dialect flavor in his words: "How can you play your cards at the beginning."

"Haha! If those professional mercenaries, they will definitely fool you at this time."

Delicious Feng Goose laughed, showing a calm and reliable temperament: "How dangerous is this section of the road, what danger might there be... I can't wait to make it seem like there's going to be a war here, just to fool those who don't do anything. Knowing fool.

"But I don't think you're someone who wants to be fooled. You know what you're doing at first glance."

The delicious wind goose smiled and flattered.

The two smiled and looked at each other.

Under the warm light, the two bright heads twinkled.

After all, they had to follow the caravan into the city.

That is to say, the caravan they follow must have a sales point or a purchase point in Wangyou. They are definitely not like those caravans running around in the field, and they don't know the king at all.

In this case, trying to fool the other party with "Jiu'er is a runaway young lady from the capital" would be too risky.

If the other party casually asks "whose family is it?", how will the delicious wind goose answer? Or what if a eldest young lady in the capital just ran away from home, and the caravan dragged Jiu'er over to him?

Too easy to get into trouble.

So Delicious Wind Goose simply reversed his thinking.

It's no longer three people escorting the eldest lady home...

It was two single mercenaries who escorted two priests from the north to the capital. But as we all know, the priests of the Silver Sir have no personal savings, they take long orders from the local church, so the money has already been received.

They are now planning to make some extra money... with two priests, they will escort the caravan into the capital together. By the way, I earned the money for escorting the priest, and since the priest is also in the convoy, he can help treat any danger.

Of course, since they have two Transcendents and two Silver Lord priests... Although the journey is very short, it's not too much for me to charge a little money, right?

The barrage seen by this operation is full of grass.

The delicious wind goose and the others didn't react at the beginning, they still honestly paid for a carriage... After they gradually reacted, they started to hitchhike all the way without spending any money. By the end of the day, you're almost at the capital, and you're even planning to make some more money from others?

The most outrageous thing is that the delicious wind goose can really negotiate this business!

"Come on, brother, try this... This is a wine prepared by a wizard, and you can't buy it outside the capital circle."

Tate smiled and poured a friendly glass of golden wine to the delicious wind goose.

The liquor is very light, about a finger and a half. That is the amount of one bite.

Tate said casually: "I remember you just said... You are called Delicious Wind Goose, right? This name is a bit awkward."

If you know what the name means, it's not a mouthful...

Delicious wind goose slandered.

Fortunately, when these people pronounce their names, they are all transliterated, not free.

Otherwise, the child should be the most unlucky...

"It's a mouthful indeed, you can call me a goose or an old goose. That's what my friends call me.

"

Delicious Wind Goose sniffed lightly and replied casually.

Judging from the aroma of the wine... the degree of this wine should be quite high.

Based on the player's identity, Delicious Wind Goose is not too afraid of poisoning.

So he didn't have any fear, he raised the glass and took a sip.

...the taste is surprisingly good, very sweet and not greasy.

"What kind of wine is this?"

Delicious Wind Goose couldn't help asking.

"It's called 'Honey Lips'. It's a kind of mead made by the wizards of the Black Tower, so the output is not large."

Tate said with a smile: "In addition to its beauty and aphrodisiac properties, it is in great demand. The price has remained high.

"—for such a drink, at least five pounds."

Hearing this, the delicious wind goose was a little tongue-tied.

...Then I just took a mouthful, and it was a dozen silver coins down?

Thinking of this, he felt that this wine was better.

After I get offline, I have to buy some mead and try it...

Seeing Delicious Wind Goose looking a little greedy, Tate smiled and poured another half a glass of Delicious Wind Goose: "Old Goose, shouldn't you be a Noah?"

"I really am not."

Delicious Wind Goose nodded: "But I have lived in Noah for a long time before I became an extraordinary person."

"Then where is your hometown?"

Tate asked curiously.

Delicious Wind Goose didn't answer, just pouted to the east.

Consul Tate heard the words and guessed: "Winter people? No, not like... Are you from the United Kingdom?"

"Why don't you guess that I'm a religious man?"

"Teach the people of the country - ha!"

The corners of Tate's mouth rose when he heard the words, and he almost laughed.

But he pondered a little: "Well...but it's also possible. Is it a refugee from the church?"

What is a parish refugee?

Hearing the new unfamiliar vocabulary again, Yummy Feng Goose wrote it down in his heart.

But the delicious wind goose just smiled mysteriously and didn't say anything.

The information obtained is almost enough.

Sign the contract first... so as not to cause trouble.

Tate was silent at this moment.

The second knuckle of his right hand tapped the table unconsciously, sinking into thought.

"I said, old goose."

He suddenly touched his bald head and sat up.

The breath of wine smell filled the room with Tate's long exhalation.

Consul Tate squinted at the delicious wind goose and lowered his voice: "Do you want to... earn more money?"

……Ok?

Delicious Feng Goose was slightly startled: "What?"

"Bring me some goods."

Tate whispered, "What do you think of this wine?"

"Very good, rather very good. Mellow and sweet, sweet but not greasy... What's the matter?"

Yummy Feng Goose replied subconsciously.

When Consul Tate heard the words, he narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"Brother..."

He lowered his voice and said in a low voice, "But I'm... an imitation."

"Imitated?"

Delicious Wind Goose froze for a moment.

Brother, what do you mean?

Are you selling fake wine? tell me that, okay?

"You sign a contract first, and then we'll go into details."

Tate said, and brought up a contract for the delicious wind goose.

Delicious Feng Goose looked down, and a light curtain appeared on his retina.

The system directly extracts the valid content in the contract and lists it for him.

Seeing the contents of the contract, Yumi Feng Goose's pupils shrank slightly. .

I am...

Unconsciously caught a big fish?