Lord: Harvest two talented teenagers at the beginning

"Weilin, there is an internal auction at this trade event. It will be held in the afternoon. A friend of mine told me that those things are too expensive and we'd better not sell them."

Seeing Russell wink at him, Verin realized that there was something in his words, and then turned his head and looked at Kyle.

Seeing his master's hint, Kyle nodded slightly and used magic to connect the voices of his master and Earl Russell.

"Brother Russell, what happened?"

Hearing Weilin's voice ringing in his mind, Russell's hand holding the tea cup shook slightly, then calmed down, took a sip of tea, and explained the information to Weilin through his heart.

"In my adventurous career, I made a friend who is now working under the Governor of Lensa Province, Felden Silvis. He told me that the internal bidding event in the afternoon involved a royal battle."

"I heard that it involves a secret past incident of the royal family. You must not get involved. Although with the power of your family and the support of the Duke of Moravia, if you can, try not to get involved. "

"Brother, thank you very much." Weilin thanked him from the bottom of his heart.

"You don't need to be so polite. After the teleportation array was opened, haven't you helped me enough?" Russell replied from his heart, "Besides, if you call me respectful brother, how can I still watch you get involved in this meaningless thing?" "

Kyle, who was standing aside, saw his master's eyes and lifted the [Mind Connect] spell.

"Brother, I have a batch of goods purchased from the Centaur tribe. I wonder if you are interested." Weilin put down the teacup in his hand and asked with a smile.

"Weilin, if you have the ability, if the price is right, I would like to eat them all."

"It's not okay to eat them all. I have to keep some goods for reserve, but I can trade 50% to you, brother." Weilin shook his head and replied.

Russell saw this and replied with a smile: "Verin, thank you very much."

"Hahaha, it's okay."

After the two talked for more than half an hour, Verin stood up, hugged Russell cordially, and then took Shemia and Kyle to the palace.

Looking at the two loving people, there was a trace of undetectable loneliness in Russell's eyes, but he quickly buried it in his heart and went to make friends with other nobles.

In the Alcia Palace, the atmosphere was tense and delicate.

Nobles from all over the world gather here, and every interaction between them is full of scheming and calculation.

These exchanges are not just simple conversations, but also silent contests - nobles on both sides try to judge each other through words, expressions and even subtle movements.

This judgment may involve the value of the traded items, the quality of the territory's location, the strength of the lord, or an assessment based on the lord's own personality.

In this intrigue and deceitful environment, Weilin is not immune.

He had some friendly exchanges with several nobles, but in the end they all politely rejected the other party's trade request.

Because at this moment, he is not craving for more wealth. What really makes him excited are those high-quality partners who can bring him potential benefits.

Just as Verin was deep in thought, a voice interrupted his thoughts.

"Your Excellency, would you be interested in having a chat?"

A young nobleman walked up to Verin with his partner, and extended an invitation with a sincere smile on his face.

Weilin raised his head, an imperceptible light flashed in his eyes, and then responded with a gentle smile: "Let's go sit over there."

At this time, Xemia on the side noticed the slightly dark skin of the noble lady, so she took the initiative to step forward, greeted her cordially, and warmly invited her to chat with her.

In this way, a new exchange is about to begin...

The two men sat across from each other and began to introduce themselves.

"My name is Clive Islett. As you can see, I am a viscount. My territory is located in the northwest of the Dani Province, close to the border of the Duchy of East."

"Verin Aix, this is my full name. I come from the province of Cadero. Like you, I am also a viscount." Verin said with a smile.

"Sir Wei Lin, I have heard of your name, and I am honored to see you here." Clever looked at the young man sitting opposite him in surprise, and then said enthusiastically.

"Hahaha, no need to add honorifics, our titles are the same, just communicate as equals."

"Excuse me for being presumptuous."

Facing Viscount Qixing in front of him, Clever did not dare to put him in the same position as himself.

Although both of them are viscounts, there are differences between them.

Through communication, Weilin gradually understood the identity and background of the other party, and was a little surprised in his heart.

When the other party took over the territory from his father, he was just a baron with a population of only three thousand. The territory covered an area of ​​less than 800 square kilometers. It was located at the junction of the Gray Wasteland and the Kingdom, and there was a risk of destruction at any time.

In the first twenty years, relying on its own strength and vision, it accumulated strength and developed in a low-key manner.

Later, during the eight-year battle between the kingdom and the Gray Mango Wasteland, he made extensive friends, expanded his strength, and accumulated knowledge.

During the Seven Years' War, he was even more courageous and took away 80% of the territory's military strength to join the war.

Perhaps due to the blessing of the goddess of life, he gained enough military exploits in this war and was successfully promoted to viscount.

Why a newly promoted viscount was invited to participate in this grand event must have his own adventures.

Born into a baron family, in less than thirty years, he relied on his own abilities to become a Golden Knight, which was really impressive and made Verin want to make friends with him.

"Viscount Clever, you said you have white star grass in your territory."

"Yes, Lord Verin." Clever nodded and replied, "However, the current production is not very high."

"I want to know how many White Star Grass plants your territory can produce each year."

Faced with Weilin's inquiry, Cleaver did not hide anything and told the truth: "It can produce five hundred plants every year, and there will be no more."

Weilin had a general understanding in his mind, and then asked the maid to bring a trade agreement, and write down three extraordinary resources in Clover's territory, namely white star grass, pink berries, and a mutated magic potion plant resource. And the name given by Clover is called Three Blood Flower, which is a bit too straightforward.

Afterwards, Verin handed the trade agreement to the other party.

"You set the price and the quantity is up to you."

Looking at the contents of the trade agreement, Clever understood that this was Viscount Qixing's consideration for himself.

If the price you fill in is too high, the other party will still choose to trade, but only this time.

There were many nobles present. As for why the other party chose me, maybe it was investment.

After some consideration, Clover no longer hesitated and wrote down the quantity and price.

Three hundred white star grasses, the market price is thirty-five gold coins per plant, Clever filled in the unit price as thirty gold coins.

There are five hundred catties of pink berries, and the market price is six gold coins per catty. Clever filled in the unit price as five gold coins.

There are sixty three-blood flowers. Based on the previous sales price of two hundred gold coins per flower, Clever filled in the unit price as one hundred and eighty gold coins.