Doom Girl Must Die

"I did get some monster meat!" Narant found it. No wonder this Boris has the strength of the middle-level bronze, but his body is still so fat. This guy must be a foodie in the words of his previous life.

"That's great!" Boris' eyes lit up.

Then I may feel that my expression is not decent, so I decided to continue: "Lord Narant, I hope you don't take offense, I don't like training very much on weekdays, and I also prefer food, so I often send people to buy Warcraft meat. !"

"Your Excellency Narant, I wonder if you can sell me dozens of kilograms of that monster meat. Of course, I will definitely pay you the price per kilogram per gold coin!"

"This..." To be honest, Narant never really thought about selling demon meat. As a traveler, his pursuit of food can be said to be more than that of Boris. The good thing is that he plans to save the monster meat and eat it slowly.

It's just that Boris sent cows and sheep to meet him. He really couldn't refuse: "Your Excellency Boris, I didn't get too much monster meat this time, and I didn't plan to sell it, but since you need to buy it, then I can sell thirty pounds."

"Thirty catties, thank you Lord Narant!" Boris was overjoyed, not too little.

Unless it's in a place like Tulip City where caravans gather, it's really difficult to buy monster meat in this countryside, thirty pounds is enough for him to eat for three or five months.

"Cassie, give the money for buying the monster meat to Sir Narant's housekeeper first!" In order to ensure that he could get the monster meat safely, Boris was not ambiguous, and immediately ordered the valet beside him.

His eight guards could not enter the inner fort, but as Boris' personal servant, this servant named Casey could follow him every step of the way.

Seeing this, Narant knew that Boris was eager to buy magical beasts, and immediately said to Thomas, "Thomas, take Baron Boris' servant to deliver it!"

"Yes, my lord!"

Then, Thomas took Casey out of the hall.

At this time, the servant who was standing by the side saw that the conversation between the two was temporarily interrupted and brought tea in time.

"My lord, Lord Boris, please have some tea!"

There is nothing special about this tea, it is honey and tulip powder, but it just happened to give Boris an opportunity to discuss brown sugar and brown bread.

After taking two sips, Boris put down the porcelain cup and said to Narant, "Tulip honey tea is still so sweet and delicious!"

"By the way, Lord Narant, I heard a very strange thing in the territory the day before yesterday, and it was about the Storm Territory, but I don't know if it's true or not!"

"Oh? What peculiar thing? Lord Boris, please speak straight!" Narant remained calm.

"It's my guard's report, saying that there are several civilians in the territory who organized a caravan to come to Stormwind to buy goods. When I went back, I heard that they brought back a food called brown sugar and brown bread!"

"I heard that this brown sugar brown bread is only seven cents a dollar, but its sweetness is better than honey!"

"Sir Narrant, apart from fruit, is there really anything sweeter than honey in this world? And it's black bread!"

At this time, Boris's expression was like that of a child who has an infinite desire for knowledge, and he looked at Narant with burning eyes.

"It turned out to be brown sugar brown bread, Boris, there is indeed such a thing. This brown sugar brown bread is my special product of Storm Collar. It is indeed sweeter than honey!" Narant smiled, and Boris really came for brown sugar brown bread. .

"It turned out to be true!" Boris looked surprised, "Lord Narant, what is the yield of this brown sugar brown bread?"

Boris is also a smart person. He never asked how brown sugar brown bread was made. After all, he wouldn't answer if he asked, and he might alienate them from each other.

"The yield? It can be the same as making ordinary brown bread!"

"What? Can it be the same as ordinary brown bread?" At this time, Boris was shocked.

Originally, he speculated that things like brown sugar brown bread must be hard to come by, both in terms of materials and production process.

But Narant's tone at this time was quite natural and relaxed, which showed that making brown sugar brown bread was really not troublesome.

"Yes, Your Excellency Boris, brown sugar brown bread is really not troublesome to make, but it just adds a material called brown sugar, so it increases a lot of cost. This brown sugar brown bread is only sold for seven copper plates." Narant nodded with a smile. .

Narant didn't mind telling the existence of brown sugar, because these days he was pleasantly surprised to find that this sugar cane only grows in the Storm Territory.

He estimated that this might have something to do with the magical system. Sugarcane is a new species reward assigned by the system, so it is unique to the Storm Territory. .

This means that it becomes difficult for others to obtain sugar cane. As long as he strictly controls the spread of sugar cane, he will be unique for a long time.

The other is to boil the sugar. Narant has already handed over the sugar-boiling work to the family of the guards, and has also given a strict seal. He even divided the sugar-boiling site into a restricted area. Without his permission, no one else is allowed to go there. The area where the castle boils sugar.

In a few days, Narant is planning to build a small courtyard. Under this double insurance, confidentiality should not be a big problem, so even if outsiders know about the existence of brown sugar, there is no problem.

In addition, brown sugar is used as a low-end commodity, while the real high-end is decolorized white sugar. This is the real business to make big money.

At that time, he will do a better job of keeping secrets in the decolorization process of white sugar.

"Lord Narant!" After listening to Narant's words, Boris raised the value of brown sugar brown bread to a higher level in his heart. If the output is sufficient, it means that he can earn more money. Delaying, expressing the intention, "Actually, I came here with a request!"

"Your Excellency Boris is very polite. If you have anything, please tell me directly. If I can help, I will definitely try my best."

"Actually, this time I want to make a deal with Lord Narant, that is, whether you can give me all the sales rights of brown sugar brown bread!"

"This appetite is really big!" Narant knew that those few cows and sheep were not so easy to harvest.

Boris clearly smelled the prospect of brown sugar brown bread, so he came over and wanted to take the title of general distributor for monopoly sales.

Narant didn't answer immediately, pretending to be lost in thought.

Seeing Narant pondering, Boris didn't panic. His Black Rock family started by selling Black Rock, and he also boasted that he had inherited the business acumen of his ancestors, so he continued to speak.

"Lord Narant, I know you may feel that it is unnecessary to let me sell all the brown sugar brown bread. After all, you can also sell your own brown sugar bread!"

"However, Lord Narant, have you ever thought that if you sell this brown sugar brown bread by yourself, it will only be sold within the tulip collar in a short time!"

"Our Onyx Duchy has a total of six counties, and the tulip is only one of them. If it is only sold within the tulip, what a loss."

"And the long-distance caravan of my Black Rock family has been established for decades. If Sir Narant entrusts me with the black bread, I will be able to sell the bread to other counties in the duchy in a short period of time."

"As delicious as brown sugar and brown bread, I believe that as long as it is popularized, it will continue to be sold."

"And Lord Narant, you can save yourself the trouble of forming a large caravan, and you can produce brown sugar and brown bread with peace of mind and collect money!"

"At that time, I, Boris, can guarantee that I will help Lord Narrant sell at least 5,000 brown sugar brown bread every two months!"