Lord: I am in a world of pain, raising a girl

"I'm not asking you to pay so much at once. I believe you and your lord can afford it. Of course, you can also use important intelligence or materials to pay off the debt, or even work for me, as long as you can meet the value of three million."

"Too much, we sub-humans don't have that much money."

Sub-humans are one of the poorest races, except for a few "noble sub-humans", such as dragon sub-humans or fox sub-humans who are good at making money. The rest of the sub-humans are basically starving and cold in small tribes.

As she said this, Wudie pitifully took out a beautiful handkerchief, which carefully wrapped one gold, six silver and three copper coins.

"That's all I have. I like to buy beautiful clothes, and it's hard to save money."

"You're a thief, uh, or an assassin. You can always find treasures or artifacts. Clothes are not worth much."

After Field cruelly took her gold coins, he played with the gold coins and said ruthlessly: "Repay one gold coin, and now swear with your God's Chosen Contract! If you can't pay it back, you will pay it back yourself."

"But..."

"You also want to live and take revenge yourself, right? Don't forget how your comrades and tribesmen died tragically. Only by living can you seek revenge on Simon. We are partners in interests. Don't treat me as an enemy. If you need help, you can also come to me."

At this point, there is no other way. She was injured. Although the makeup box can be disguised, the manor is forbidden to go out, and she can't pretend to be a maid to escape.

Wudie, who was fooled for a while, swore in a daze and signed a repayment contract.

"Okay, listen to me now. I'll help you survive and escape."

After talking about the precautions, the two of them didn't say a word all night.

In the dark, Field listened to the little girl sobbing softly. He didn't know whether she was sad for her people or worried about her future. Field just slept quietly.

With Field there, no guards came in to search, and Wudie could get enough time to recover her divine power.

The next day was the highlight. Field and Simon went to the hall to discuss the price of happy beans.

Simon looked exhausted, but the pride and brilliance on his face were not concealed. He said excitedly: "I was so brave last night. I played three without rest."

"You are worthy of it." Field cast a look of approval.

"Tell me the formula of the happy pill. I am willing to buy it at a high price." Simon changed the subject and said in a simple tone, "I am willing to pay 50,000 gold coins."

If the happy beans are regarded as magic potions, the formula value must be at least 300,000. 50,000 is just a dream.

Field had already responded, and smiled and said, "This is a formula given by God, and the God of Love won't let me pass it on. Sorry, let's talk about the price."

A trace of anger and resentment flashed across Simon's eyes, and although it was well hidden, Field still keenly captured it.

"Because the production is complicated and the raw materials are extremely rare, I think you won't let the God of Love down."

Field sat calmly in the chair.

"Happy beans are fifty copper coins, and the Northland God Oil is ten gold coins."

From his tone, Simon seemed to not allow bargaining.

"Sorry, no." Field's fingers tapped lightly on the table, making a regular crisp sound, and his tone was calm. "Don't look at me bringing so many pills, but you know in your heart that there is only this one in the whole empire, or even the whole world. I only supply you. I don't need to say how profitable the monopoly business is."

Field showed his white teeth: "Happy beans forty silver coins, Northland magic oil eighty gold coins."

"Are you kidding, eighty gold coins? It's enough for the magic potion!" Simon was anxious. This was the first time Field saw Simon anxious. "Besides, no low-level people will spend forty silver coins for an hour of pleasure."

"Don't be so rigid, you can cut the happy beans into forty pieces, three silver coins per piece, wouldn't you make double the money? In addition, you don't have to sell them all to low-level people. You can sell them to major cities along the trade route. There are plenty of people buying them."

Monopoly goods, Field has him in his hands.

Simon also fell silent.

This kind of pill is particularly important to him, not only to make up for his own problems. More importantly, it is useful for Florni. Feeding the orcs with the rage potion will completely squeeze the orcs' vitality, but the joy pill will not.

"Your price is too expensive. I can provide some conveniences, but you must lower the price."

"Convenience? Please elaborate."

Field was excited.

After a careful discussion, the two finally sold the joy pill at a price of thirty silver coins each, and the Northland God Oil at fifty gold coins, which was even better than the price Field had predicted.

A total of 30,500 pills and 200 bottles of God Oil, a total of 19,100150 gold coins, Simon actually paid 19,000. In addition, Simon also provided what Field had been thinking about: craftsmen.

Two stonemason and carpenter apprentices, one blacksmith apprentice.

Craftsmen are the foundation of the lord, and they are not easily circulated. This time, Field was able to give five apprentices, which was a big profit.

"Great, the construction speed of Night Territory must be accelerated."

Of course, Field also had to meet Simon's requirements. A series of products such as Happy Beans could only be supplied to Simon. And the price must be lowered next time.

Field did not intend to rely on Happy Beans for a lifetime. It would be enough to make a few quick bucks. Night Territory still had to rely on industrial development.

"Goodbye, Baron Simon, and the charming Miss Flornie. Don't feel sorry for the gold coins, they will still be used in Maple Leaf Territory, and will return to your pocket after a long time." Flornie threw a coquettish look at Field, and said delicately: "Goodbye, remember me." Simon looked helpless, feeling sorry for his gold coins. With a hearty smile, Field nodded to the slaves pulling the cart, and said loudly: "Load the empty barrels into the cart, and we'll set off." At this moment, a hidden black shadow emerged from the house, like liquid, and quickly entered an empty barrel. "Hey, this is so heavy." A slave found the problem. "Ahem, don't be lazy." Field scolded harshly, "You haven't eaten yet, move faster." "Yes, yes, sir." The slave was shocked and hurriedly loaded the cart. This scene was seen by the manor guards, but it was normal for the nobles to scold the slaves, so they didn't take it seriously. Field didn't breathe a sigh of relief until the carriage passed the forbidden checkpoint.

"Let's go back to the post station first."

Field opened the curtain of the carriage and saw Rosaria waving at him not far away, so he nodded and smiled back.

As soon as he arrived at the post station, Field saw a group of people blocking the door, some wearing noble clothes and some wearing clergy clothes.

"The debt collectors are here."