MTL - Game of Thrones: Holy Flame King-Chapter 41 supply agreement

  Chapter 41 Supply Agreement

  Samwell had just finished taking a bath when he heard footsteps outside the door.

  Guessing that it should be the servant sent by Viscount Brandon to pick him up for the banquet, he quickly dressed, and then he heard the knock on the door as expected.

   "Sir Caesar, the Viscount ordered me to take you to the dinner."

  Samwell opened the door, and while buttoning the last few buttons, he smiled at the maid outside the door:

   "Please lead the way."

  Follow the maid through the dark corridor and come to an oak door with a silver border.

   "Sir, the dinner will start in a while, you can take a rest in the reception room first."

"good."

  Samwell pushed open the wooden door in front of the door and walked into the room.

  But the next moment, he froze on the spot.

  Because what caught the eye was pink curtains, snow-white cashmere carpets, a luxurious ivory bed, and an exquisite dressing table.

  Where is this reception room?

   It is clearly the bedroom of a certain lady or madam!

  Samwell's heart tightened, and he immediately turned to leave, only to find that the door had been locked from the outside.

   Just then, a crisp voice sounded in the room:

   "Ah, Sir Caesar, you are so rude, why did you come to my bedroom!"

  Samwell then realized that a young woman was coming out of the room, looking at him with half a smile.

   Alice Cue!

The youngest daughter of the Viscount Blanton was wearing a rather bold gown at this time, but her figure was too plump, and the clothes were deformed. There was no elegance at all, but it looked ridiculous and round. The round, fat face was covered with heavy makeup, but it couldn't cover all the freckles and acne.

  Samwell quickly lowered his head and stopped looking.

  Because it is cruel to the ugly to look closely.

   "Sorry, Miss Alice, just now a maid told me that this is the living room, maybe she made a mistake. I'll leave now."

   "Don't worry! Sir Caesar, I heard from my father that you are a heroic knight who conquered tens of thousands of wildlings! Tell me your story."

   Looking at Alice who was rushing towards him, Samwell couldn't guess that this was a well-designed trap!

  Damn Brenton Cue!

  Your daughter can’t buy and sell even if it’s not selling well!

   In a hurry, Samwell exhausted all his strength and slammed the wooden door behind him—

   Click!

   Thanks to the substantial increase in his strength attribute during this period of time, which has reached 2.73, he forcefully broke the door bolt.

   After forcefully opening the door, Samwell rushed out of the room, dodging the tiger attacking the girl behind him, and just after he breathed a sigh of relief, he saw Viscount Brandon with a look of astonishment at the corner!

   At this moment, the air seemed to freeze.

  Samwell reacted first, and said before Viscount Brandon:

   "Master Viscount, I accidentally knocked down the door just now, I'm really sorry."

   Viscount Brandon, who was planning to come to "catch rape", looked helpless at Samwell, who was in good clothes. Finally, he couldn't help but glared at his daughter Alice, as if to say—

  How did you let him run away so easily?

  Alice snorted aggrievedly, turned and went back to the room.

   "Ahem, it's all right, don't worry about the wooden door, Sir Caesar, the dinner party is about to begin, let's go."

"good."

   The two walked side by side, tacitly pretending that nothing happened just now, and soon chatted and laughed again.

   "Sir Caesar, what are you going to Qingting Island this time?"

"Master Viscount, you must be aware that the Crimson Mountains are too barren. If my territory wants to grow and develop, I must purchase food and other living supplies from the outside. This time I went to Qingting Island, hoping to be able to cooperate with the Redwyne family. Reach a material supply contract."

   Viscount Brandon glanced at Samwell, as if laughing at his naivete:

   "Young man, I have to remind you that if you plan to rely on food supplies from outside to supply your territory, you will probably need a lot of money."

  Samwell said in a relaxed tone:

   "I know. Fortunately, a silver mine was discovered in the territory recently, so..."

   "Silver mine?" The sneer on Viscount Brandon's face suddenly turned into envy, "You are such a lucky guy!"

   "It's all a gift from the Seven Gods!" Samwell drew a seven-pointed star on his chest devoutly.

   Then he kept silent.

   Sure enough, after waiting for a long time, I heard Viscount Brandon couldn't help saying:

   "Actually, you don't need to go to Qingting Island. Our Yangwu City can also supply food and supplies, and it's closer than Qingting Island! It can save you a lot of shipping costs."

  Samwell secretly smiled in his heart, but on the surface he put on a hesitant look:

   "However, there are more than 10,000 people in my territory, and I'm afraid it will continue to increase in the future. Can you supply so many people?"

"No problem!" Viscount Brandon waved his hand and said confidently, "There are countless fertile fields around Yangwu City. If you don't believe me, you can go and see for yourself. Wheat, vegetables, and fruit trees can be seen everywhere! Don't say ten thousand I can supply even 30,000 people!"

  It turns out that your limit is to supply 30,000 people.

  Samwell rubbed his chin, deliberated:

   "In this case, the price..."

   "Absolutely fair!" Viscount Brandon looked like a diligent businessman at this time, "I can ask someone to make a price list for you. If you are not satisfied, you can talk to me directly!"

   "Well, as long as you can guarantee a fair price, I will purchase food and supplies from Yangwu City."

   "Haha, you made a wise decision!"

   "However, there is a condition that I need to explain in advance." Samwell stopped the beaming Viscount Brandon.

   "What condition?"

"You should also know that the mining of silver mines requires the authorization of the king. Although I have sent someone to King's Landing to ask for instructions, it will take time. Moreover, it will take time to organize mining, refining, casting, etc." Samwell Spreading my hands, "I may not be able to pay for these supplies immediately, if you accept the extension, then we can talk about it."

   "Delay?" Viscount Brandon frowned, "How long?"

   "Six months."

   "Half a year?!" Viscount Brandon almost jumped up, "This is impossible!"

  But the next moment, he rolled his eyes and added: "However, if you are willing to marry my daughter, then there is no problem."

  The corner of Samwell's mouth twitched, and he secretly thought that it's your daughter who gave me half a year's supplies for nothing.

"I can understand your concerns." Samwell put on a look of not caring whether the other party agrees or not, "That's why I didn't mention this to you before, but I planned to go straight to Qingting Island. Redwyne The family’s financial strength is strong, and the half-year payment delay is not a problem for them at all.”

  These words made Viscount Brandon grit his teeth, hesitated for a while, and then spoke again:

   "You can be delayed for up to three months! After three months, your silver mine should be able to produce output."

   "Three months..." Samwell pretended to ponder for a while before sighing, "Okay, three months. However, I hope that the first batch of food supplies can be shipped to Yingzui Island within three days."

   "No problem!" Viscount Brandon immediately agreed, "We will draw up a list of supplies after the dinner."

   "Okay!" Samwell showed a smile and extended his right hand at the same time, "Happy cooperation!"

   "Happy cooperation!" Viscount Brandon shook Samwell's hand vigorously, and seemed to realize it, "You are an excellent negotiator!"

   "You too." Samwell smiled very honestly.

   Viscount Brandon moved closer, and said unwillingly:

   "If you are willing to marry my daughter, I will give you three months' supplies for nothing!"

   "Sorry, Lord Viscount." Samwell said with a righteous face, "I once made an oath that if I can't open up a territory, I will never start a family!"

   Viscount Brandon sighed, but he could only give up.

  (end of this chapter)