Phoenix Grand Lord

Viscount Miranden gritted his teeth, "Lo Wei! Although it is not decent for a lord like me to kill you, it is not that I cannot kill you! If I kill you, at most it will cause some trouble in public opinion, but for you, it is really dead! Aren't you afraid?"

Lo Wei smiled calmly, "My Lord Viscount, you can't kill me. There is no blood feud between us.

At most you feel a little angry. But Baron Edmund and I are different. You know,

I have a blood feud with him.

"Baron Edmund is now wishing I was dead. If I die, he will be so happy that he can't stop smiling for three days and three nights.

"Only if I am alive can Baron Edmund be restless."

Viscount Miranden frowned slightly.

Of course, he also knew this. From a strategic point of view, Lo Wei really couldn't die.

And the stronger Lo Wei was, the more uncomfortable Baron Edmund would be.

Therefore, from the beginning, Viscount Miranden had no intention of killing Rowe. Everything he did now was just to scare Rowe and then use both kindness and force.

However, Viscount Miranden never expected that Rowe had already seen through everything about him.

Of course, Rowe did not come here to control the situation in the meeting hall, nor to prove that Viscount Miranden was a softie and he was the tough guy.

After a brief pause, Rowe continued: "Regarding the pension compensation mentioned by the Viscount, I really have no reason to give it. I cannot pay for my blood feud Edmund. This logic does not make sense, does it?

"I have a better suggestion. I wonder if you are interested in listening to it, Viscount?"

Milanden immediately asked: "Oh? Tell me about it?"

Rowei looked around and said, "I was too tired last night. My waist is sore from standing and talking. Who of you can bring me a chair? "

The guards around were unmoved.

They were all Viscount Shattered Star's men, so they naturally only listened to the Viscount's orders.

And what Luo Wei said was ostensibly directed at the guards around him, but in fact it was directed at Viscount Miranden.

After all, Luo Wei couldn't just let Viscount Miranden look at the seat.

Viscount Miranden laughed: "Luo Wei, Luo Wei, you are really brave!

"In front of so many guards, you are not panicked at all!

"I now feel that you gave up the title in order to get more!

"You'd better not let me down. Come on, bring him a chair!"

Immediately, two servants brought a short chair to Luo Wei.

The main seat of Viscount Miranden was already high up, and this chair was so short, it seemed that he was deliberately humiliating Luo Wei.

But Luo Wei didn't care, but sat on it openly, and directly lay down with his legs spread out facing Viscount Miranden.

This sitting posture has a unique momentum.

Viscount Miranden was so angry that his teeth itched, but he was helpless for a while.

"Lowei, now you can tell me your proposal."

Lowei smiled and said, "It's very simple. Let's do a big deal. The profit of this deal is so big that it can make up for your losses, Viscount."

Viscount Miranden smiled, "Just based on the food agreement you signed with me? That's just a few dollars? Do you think I will be interested?"

Lowei smiled and said, "What if we increase the agreement five times?"

Viscount Miranden was stunned, "Five times?! You buy me one hundred carts of food a month? What a joke, can you eat it?!"

Lowei smiled and said, "Don't worry about that, Lord Miranden."

One hundred carts of food can feed a large military fortress for a month.

And the price of one hundred carts of food, even if most of it is rye and oats, is at least 300 gold coins, not counting the transportation expenses and escort military expenses!

If all are counted, it will be at least 500 gold coins!

The key is 500 gold coins per month, which is definitely a big deal that no one can refuse!

Viscount Miranden's eyes moved back and forth, "I heard that you spent 300 gold coins in a brothel last night. How can you, a manor owner, be so rich?"

Such a rich manor-level lord is indeed worthy of suspicion, not to mention that Viscount Miranden was asked by Luo Wei once before.

Viscount Miranden certainly didn't want to be fooled for the second time, so he must ask clearly first.

Luo Wei smiled and said, "Before my father died, he left me some secret assets."

"Haha, haha, it's true." Viscount Miranden nodded in conviction.

This reason is really impeccable.

Originally, Luo Wei is the eldest son of the Zilin family and should be the heir to the title of Zilin Baron.

If he didn't have some assets, how could he easily give up the title and go it alone?

What's more, a lean camel is bigger than a horse. The Valentine family is one of the original nobles who made 88 contributions to the founding of the country. How could they not have some assets?

Actually...what assets?

Luo Wei's dead father died suddenly. He never explained what happened after his death, let alone left any secret assets.

But we have to find a suitable excuse, otherwise how can we say it?

Should we say that all this money was plundered by me with a small account?

"One hundred carts of food per month, this is really not a small business."

Viscount Miranden thought for a while and said, "I exempted your escort fee before, but if you still need an escort, you will have to pay for it separately."

Luo Wei smiled slightly, "Of course, that's no problem. I also really need the escort service from Lord Viscount."

Viscount Mirandon leaned forward slightly, with a satisfied smile on his face: "Very good, I've done this business with you! One hundred carts of food every month, with a total price of 600 gold coins!"

The initial price is set at a high point, leaving room for bargaining.

Luo Wei shook his head and said, "One hundred carts of food per month, 300 gold coins per month."

Viscount Mirandon suddenly frowned, "Didn't I just say that? This includes escort fees."

Luo Wei said: "We will calculate the escort costs separately. We only talk about the price of grain and carriage transportation. One hundred carts of grain. I want 5 carts of wheat, 15 carts of barley, 30 carts of oats, and 50 carts of rye."

Such a large amount of food costs 300 gold coins, which is still very appropriate at the current price.

Although large quantities can further suppress the price, Viscount Mirandon must feel that he is making a profit.

What's more, the price of food is not constant, but fluctuates with price inflation.

If a one-year contract is finalized at this price, and if food prices rise within a year, Luo Wei will definitely make a lot of money.

Viscount Mirandon calculated the account silently in his mind.

He also found that if the escort fee was not included, 300 gold coins for one hundred carts of food was indeed a very comfortable price.

Moreover, this is a long-term business.

There is really no reason to refuse.

Viscount Mirandon frowned and said: "Why do you need to calculate the escort fee? Do you still want to bargain on the escort fee? Do you think you can cut it down?

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But Luo Wei smiled and said: "No, not only do I not want to bargain, I also want to increase the price."

"Increase the price?!" Viscount Mirandon's eyes suddenly lit up, "How to increase the price?"

Rowe said: "I want to designate a special escort knight captain: Knight Maiwen.

"Besides, I'm going to loan him out for a while."