Warlords: Rise From the Land of Doom

Boris had already thought about his speech before he came, and he believed that as long as Narant was not stupid, the account could be settled, which was a win-win situation for him and Narant.

In this world with a medieval background, it is not easy to form a caravan, especially a long-distance caravan, which requires the guarantee of sufficient human, material resources and connections.

The danger of caravans is often not only from wild beasts, but also more likely to encounter noble lords who see money.

Therefore, Narant's brown sugar brown bread is sold by himself. At most, he is spinning in the tulip collar. With the purchasing power of the tulip collar, he can sell one or two thousand brown sugar brown bread a month.

If Narant is not a traveler, after listening to Boris's tirade, he may be really tempted. After all, this is a cooperation that can make money while lying down.

However, Narant is not planning to make a lot of money on brown sugar and brown bread, but is planning to bring popularity to the land of doom.

And his real money-making plan is sugar, so, in Boris' confident eyes, Narant smiled and shook his head: "Your Excellency Boris, I'm very sorry, please forgive me for not being able to agree to your proposal!"

"I didn't agree!" Boris's confident expression immediately stiffened.

"Your Excellency Narant, if you still want to sell brown sugar brown bread yourself, you can actually only give me the sales rights other than the tulip collar!" Boris didn't give up and continued to add.

"Sir, lunch is ready! Would you like to start eating now!" At this moment, Thomas, who was standing at the entrance of the hall, got a report from the servant and quickly came to Narant and whispered.

"Then let them serve the food!" Narant ordered after hearing the words, and then looked at Boris beside him, "Mr. Boris, why don't we go to the restaurant first and talk after lunch?"

"Okay, Your Excellency Narant!" Boris knew that he couldn't be impatient, so he could only follow Narant to the restaurant patiently.

...

The two came to the restaurant and took their seats according to the guest seats.

At this time, the food for lunch was all on order, and there were not many varieties. There were only five kinds, but the portion was full.

Boris originally had no appetite because he was rejected by Narant, especially since it is still a land of doom.

But when he saw the food on the table, he was a little surprised.

Not to mention the fresh sea fish and white bread, there was actually a large piece of roasted golden demon meat on the plate in front of him, probably weighing a kilo or two.

In addition, his eyes suddenly fell on a roast chicken, "Your Excellency Narant, is this a three-color chicken?"

Sancai chicken can be distinguished from ordinary poultry even after cooking, because the cooked Sancai chicken will also emit a special fragrance.

As a rich man, Boris has eaten Sancai chicken several times before.

The price of a three-color chicken is more than fifty silver coins, but this is only because it does not have the effect of enhancing the body. In terms of deliciousness, it is no worse than the meat of the monster, so the three-color chicken is actually a rare existence in the aristocratic circle. Unexpectedly, there is also here in Narant.

"Your Excellency Boris is indeed very knowledgeable. I was lucky enough to get a blue elf a few days ago, which attracted a group of three-color chickens!" Narant nodded with a smile.

"..."

Boris doesn't know how to express his feelings at this time. If I remember correctly, it seems that Narant got a salt mine elf a few days ago, so he has white salt for sale.

"Could it be cheating?" Boris couldn't help but wonder if this would be the help of the Berwick family. After all, it was an unheard of luck to get two elves in more than a month.

"Your Excellency Boris, let's start the meal!" Seeing him in a daze, Narant invited him hospitable.

"Then I'm welcome!" Faced with this kind of food, Boris couldn't help it, and the two of them started eating right away.

...

Narant had never tasted the three-colored chicken before, but after tasting it now, he was truly astonished. Such chicken, even with various colors of ingredients in his previous life, could not be made so tender and refreshing.

Boris also had his eyes glowing. Although he had eaten both the monster meat and the three-color chicken, he found that the cooking skills in Narant Castle were surprisingly good, and the roasted three-color chicken was better than what he had ever eaten before. Both are delicious.

By comparison, the cooks in his castle were simply third-rate.

However, what is delicious is delicious. For the dignity of the noble, after eating a few bites of meat, he still needs to eat a few more pieces of white bread.

Otherwise, it would be too rude to eat only meat without the staple food of white bread.

At the moment, Boris slowly lifted a piece of white bread, squeezed a piece, and put it in his mouth.

"Uh..." When the white bread came into his mouth, Boris was stunned, the white bread was actually sweet to him.

"Is this also added with brown sugar? However, why does the taste seem to be different." Boris didn't know what the brown sugar looked like, and now he began to speculate in his heart

In the end, he couldn't help but speak to Narant: "Lord Narant... Is this white bread... sweet?"

"Yes, Lord Boris, this is white sugar and white bread!" Narant replied with his head.

He specially asked Rose to add a little sugar to the white bread, so that it tasted better, just like the steamed bread in the previous life, it would be really difficult to swallow without a little saccharin.

"White sugar and white bread?" Boris was a little confused, and even heard a new word.

"Well, white sugar is more precious and rarer than brown sugar, and only nobles can taste and use it!" Narant nodded with a smile.

"This..." Boris' eyes were a little wet, and he felt that he was seeing the rise of a future earl family.