Chapter 297 296. Auction
Alcohol is mixed with the smell of tobacco and perfume, and the slightly drunk drinkers are twisting their bodies to the tune of the bard under the high platform.
If you want to dance with a certain dancer in the audience, you can buy her a glass of wine, but a glass of this kind of wine costs three to five silver coins. Of course, what you get is not just a glass of wine.
Suldak asked the bartender for a plate of nuts. Perhaps only in the middle of the noise can he feel that this world full of fantasy is so real. He took a sip of the slightly sour but mellow ale, which was not bitter. .
After the bard sang this long song, he happily left the stage among the countless flowers scattered in the audience. This kind of people live in no fixed place all their lives. They only need to collect the travel expenses to the next destination, and they will set off rain or shine. Then resolutely cut off everything in this city.
The noise in the tavern decreased a lot, and many drinkers returned to their seats. They picked up their glasses again, chatting and laughing with the people around them. Suldak thought that there would be another A bard or a dance troupe, but a short and fat businessman came up on the high stage. The dress on his body was open because it couldn't cover the fat belly, and his round face was piled up. With a full smile, he stood on the stage panting heavily.
Shouted to the guests in the audience: "Everyone, it's time for the weekly special product sales again. This time we are bringing the orcs from the New Siakis Mountain and the ashes from the Pai Plateau to all of you here." Dwarves, lizardmen of the wild swamp."
For a while, the audience was restless again, but there were not many cheers. On the contrary, there were boos everywhere, but these drinkers seemed to have known that there would be such a show, and they all watched the high stage.
Then, someone stood up from the audience, raised his head and shouted dissatisfiedly to the businessmen on the stage: "Khan, these mountain people from the extreme north and south again, I said Kagel, how can you say that you are also ours?" Why don’t you bring back some half-elfs and Janna beauties?”
The man talking loudly is a burly aristocrat, he is wearing a dress, with a saber hanging around his waist, messy curly hair, sharp and arrogant eyes. His words resonated with the drinkers around him
The businessman Kagel on the stage said angrily unceremoniously: "Now His Majesty Charles is entering into a cloth-for-herb trade with the world of the Silver Moon elves. Who in the entire Grimm Empire dares to openly sell elf slaves? Aren't you afraid of being sent away?" Go to the guillotine? I just returned some Janna mermaids, can you afford to build a seawater pool to feed them, do you think the bathtub at home can support Janna mermaids?"
The crowd around burst into laughter.
Someone in the crowd laughed and said, "Haha, Yuga, can't you be more ambitious and buy the manor of Earl Fornak outside the mountain city, and stop Kagel's stinking mouth?"
The burly man named Youjia cursed unceremoniously at the critic: "Fart, that manor has been ransacked by robbers outside the city twice in three years, let me buy that manor, unless I'm crazy ..."
The unscrupulous conversations on stage and off the stage ignited the chilled atmosphere in the tavern again. Surdak didn't expect that the tavern he came to actually had slave trade. He raised his cane high and shouted:
"Okay, please be quiet..."
Then the curtain behind the high platform was lifted, and several dwarves came out from behind the curtain. Black iron chains were tied to their hands and feet. Also has a long beard.
The skin of the dwarves that filed out was limestone, just like their name, they were gray dwarves, but these dwarves looked a little sluggish, with wrinkles on their faces, some scars on their bodies, and fierce eyes hidden in their eyes. shine.
Cagle, who was standing on the stage, walked around the four gray dwarves a few times, pinched the tight muscles of the gray dwarves with his fingers, and said with a proud face: "These gray dwarves come from the northeast of the Pai Plateau. They were captured in a battle with the orcs. They were good at forging metallurgy and mining. Will the gray dwarf craftsman buy it back?"
The nobles in the audience were a little impatient, and shouted at Kagel:
Cagle put his cane against the solid muscles of the gray dwarf, and with a confident smile on his face, he said to everyone in the audience: "Well, the starting price for each gray dwarf is ten gold coins."
Hearing Cagle's quotation, the tavern suddenly became quiet, and someone shouted from the audience: "They look very old..."
Cagle heard someone say this, waved his hand to that person and said: "The lifespan of gray dwarves is usually 200 to 300 years old. In my opinion, they can still work for at least 50 to 100 years. This is The reason why I sold them for ten gold coins."
"Ten gold coins..." Someone in the audience rushed to say.
The first person opens his mouth to bid, and there will be follow-ups competing for it immediately.
"Twelve!" Another nobleman raised his hand and said.
"Thirteen…"
In fact, Suldak was also very tempted by the price of this dwarf slave. After a few rounds of competition, it only reached 30 gold coins. Considering the lack of experienced miners in the sulfur mines, these dwarves were born with such abilities, and Suldak thought that it was not unacceptable for him to spend about fifty gold to photograph a gray dwarf.
At this time, someone in the audience raised the price to forty-seven gold...
Suddenly, there was no one bidding in the audience, and the bar was silent.
Suldak reached out his hand to touch his purse, and was about to raise his hand to call out the price of forty-eight gold, but at this moment his hand was grabbed.
Suldak was taken aback, thinking that Karl was in the bar, and he had no other acquaintances in Hailansa.
Turning his head to look, he found a magician in a gray robe sitting opposite him.
Suldak suddenly remembered that this magician was the gray-robed magician who had helped him enter the underground market when he came to Hailansa City to sell sand wolf meat last time. The magician didn't speak, but shook his head slightly at him, and Suldak gave up bidding for the gray dwarf with great interest.
After the gray dwarf slave auction ended, Dale stood up and left the tavern. Suldak quickly got up and followed him, and walked out of the tavern.
The tall magician stopped on the street, turned around and said to Suldak: "The gray dwarves are the most notorious robbers among the dwarves. Their biggest characteristic is digging holes and robbing everywhere. Don't expect them to master it." The forging technology of the dwarves, if you buy them back, of course it is impossible to send them to the battlefield, so these gray dwarves are completely worthless."
After hearing the magician tell the reason, Suldak knew that not all dwarves were proficient in forging metallurgy and quarrying.
"You saved me from loss, thank you, Mister Magician!" He expressed his inner gratitude to the magician.
The magician smiled slightly and said, "My name is Dale. You look like a northerner, so I feel very kind when I see you. Just don't think I'm too busy..."
(end of this chapter)