Goblins are a very greedy race. They usually say the price of goods is inflated and want to empty the other party's wallet without paying a little.

Based on his experience in his previous life and the calculations of slave costs by the fugitives on the forum, Brad gave Bazer a price that he was both painful but reluctant to refuse.

In fact, after all, Brad is a business idiot. If he does not have the experience of his previous life, he is simply a slaughtered material, so he does not bargain with others because he will be completely defeated.

"Oh, my friend, what other slave do you want? How about the Pighead? They have very strong combat power and are suitable for high-level cannon fodder." Bazer asked impatiently, rubbing his hands and rubbing his hands.

Brad shook his head without hesitation, "I admit that they are indeed excellent, with priests and special casters, but they are too unsanitary, and they are crazy believers of the wild boar demigod Agamagan, and it is difficult to be truly tamed."

"In this way, I want a centaur tribe with a size of about 4,000." Brad said after thinking for a while.

"Oh my god, gold coins, gold coins, why don't I bring more centaurs this time?" Bazer was so upset. "My friend, I regret to tell you that there are only one thousand centaurs here, including three hundred adult males, four hundred females, and three hundred young and old."

Brad frowned and asked, "Why are there so few?" Brad originally planned to follow the example of Mongolia to form a light cavalry camp, but he didn't expect it would be so few.

Bazer was still very upset, "My friend, you don't know. Centaurs are difficult to capture, and people on the Eastern Continent don't like Centaurs very much. Because they are expensive and wild and difficult to tame. Unlike the knights and werewolves who can understand the common language after training, the centaurs are too stubborn and few learn the common language."

"Adult males have 5 silver, males have 2 silver, and old and weak have 50 copper." Brad considered and gave Bazer a tangled price again.

When the goblin heard the offer, he jumped three feet high and shouted in a sharp voice: "My friend, I can't make money at this price. They eat and drink mine all day long. Oh my god, and the females and the young and old are losing money. If they don't take them, the male centaurs will go crazy. With the shipping fee, are you going to make me go all the way for a while?"

Brad snorted coldly and said, "Don't think I don't know about your dirty things. Since you still want to deceive me, then I'll talk about it. You exchanged the Taurus with cheap black bread and old weapons eliminated by Lordaeron from the Taurus for centaurs and boarmen. Is this cost? Are you cheating the undead? Secondly, your goblin's special slave ship is filled with slaves that are about to sink the ship, which is also called cost? Finally, you say that eating and drinking is even more outrageous. Look at where there is even a trace of meat on them. You greedy guys, you refuse to feed some black bread and only give them the centaur grass. Do you really think they are horses?"

"This... friend, listen to my explanation." Bazel didn't expect Brad to know them so well, and he was a little speechless.

Brad waved his hand and interrupted, "I don't need to explain. I'll say the price. Whether you sell it or not. Anyway, you are more than you in Dunhold's slave merchant."

"Okay, you devil. The deal."

"You don't have to be upset. You can transport more centaurs next time. At this price, even if you transport ten thousand centaurs, I can digest them. Of course, next time you will send them directly to my territory."

Bazer's eyes lit up and he said excitedly: "Is this true?"

"Do I need to lie to you? Okay, let's talk about the next business. What I need this time is goblin hard work. Well, come 500, don't tell me that the cost of goblins is also very high."

"How can those lowly slaves have a cost? In this way, if you are willing to pay 80 copper coins each, I will give you 30 advanced technicians." Bazer said with pain after thinking about it.

Brad did not worry about such a small price and reached the deal easily.

"In the end, I need a gladiator, at least level 4, I need a warrior, a hunter and a druid, I don't know if you have it."

"Yes, of course there is. Bazel is definitely more cargo from that guy Bivis. A warrior. The first stage of the fourth stage requires 30 gold coins. The first stage of the fourth stage of the hunter needs 30 gold coins. The fourth stage of the night elf druid needs 50 gold coins.

Brad looked at Bazel in surprise because he knew that the price he bought this time was not expensive, and it didn't look like the style of a goblin.

"Oh, my friend, it makes me so sad when you look at me with this look. Well, okay, well, actually the three of them are too stubborn. I can't train them well and I didn't make a penny." In Brad's extremely distrustful look, Bazel told the truth.

Although Brad knew that the reason was not that simple, he didn't want to pursue it. He looked at the person after a while and bought it directly if there was no problem.

Brad took out a fist-sized moon stone and shook it in front of Bazel, saying, "You know what this is. If there is no problem when inspecting the goods later, I will give you this. No need to say you should know how much you have taken. It can be regarded as the deposit for you to ship the Centaur next time, so that you can avoid suspicion."

Bazer's eyes were straightened and he stammered: "Heaven, heaven, heaven, then, such a large piece of complete moon stone, the night elves will go crazy. I dare say that they can sell for one day... Well, I mean the deal has been completed."

Brad was secretly amused in his heart. How could he not know the value of Moon Stone? He just wanted to use a long line to catch big fish.

"You guys who own mines are so rich. No wonder that guys want to attack your territory. Even I am jealous." Bazer said with a jealous face: "And those bastards from venture capital companies, I didn't understand them who want to plunder the mine even if they are enemies of the whole world. Now I understand."

Brad glanced at Bazel and said, "What do you know, greedy guy? My mine is the richest mine in the hills, but it only took three months to produce a large moon stone. Although there are a lot of jade stones, they are all decorations of nobles, and their value is better than the original ore. Citrine is relatively expensive, but the output is not high. Needless to say, I am not enough for myself, let alone selling it."

Brad looked at Bazel, and the goblin's expression was so envious and jealous that he knew that the fish had taken the bait. Bazel would definitely transport a large number of centaurs for him and try every means to do other business with him to squeeze out all his gold coins.

"Oh, by the way. You can also transport various engineering materials when you transport slaves, and I will collect them."

In a daze, Bazel took Brad twice to look at the slaves. After finding that there was no problem, Brad asked Bazel to bring the centaur Khan and the werewolf chief over.

"Oh, my friend, do you really don't need to hire adventurers to escort slaves to your territory?" Bazel reminded with kindness.

Brad shook his head and cast the pet master, "I am your new master. Now accept the contract and don't resist, otherwise, you know the consequences of angering your master. If you cooperate, I believe you will be glad for your choice."

The leader of the werewolves and the centaur Khan had no choice, especially the centaur Khan. He was transported from the distant Kalimdo to the Lordaeron continent, and it was already desperate. It was the same for them who was the master.

Seeing the contract smoothly blending into their foreheads, Brad closed his eyes and digested their memories.

"Master, the gnoll leader Mante Fang pays tribute to you."

"Centaur Khan Carter Liaoyuan pays tribute to the great master."

Through Caitlin's explanation, he had long known that the pet master regarded all non-parent creatures as monsters, so he had the intention to form foreign troops.

Brad thoughtfully sent them a message: "As long as your performance satisfies me, your tribe members will be more comfortable, at least not as miserable as they are now, without food or drink."

"Bazel, get some bread and broth to make my slaves have a good meal. You won't let them go like this, I don't want to be exhausted before I even arrived at the territory." Brad threw the moon stone to Bazel, who had been staring at it.

Bazer held the moon stone tightly and kissed it hard a few times, making the moon stone saliva all over, and then said, "Naturally, naturally, these are all small things."...ps: Can old and young men push me to the homepage? If you change A on Monday, you will change the rankings and give you no chance. Even if you have the last place on the homepage, you will run naked next week. Oh, so please, everyone, the rule for adding updates is one chapter on the homepage, and every time you enter the homepage, one chapter will be one chapter. Thank you.
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