Lord of the Oasis Chapter 30: .The date palm in exchange for barley

In the face of Kant, these caravan members are quite respectful and not a bit rude.

In their subconscious, Kant is equal to the high-level nobles of Calradia, even if they are Swadians, but for the nobles of their Vikya Kingdom, they must be treated with high-standard etiquette, not to mention they civilians?

"Well." Kant just nodded, his expression unchanged.

This is a system of nobility.

Looking back, the three carriages of the caravan were neatly bundled with packages, and looking at them, they were full of goods.

"It's a pity."

Kant sighed inwardly.

He has no dinars to buy these goods.

"My lord, these are the specialties we brought in Rivadin."

The caravan leader smiled and explained: "Our caravan sells cheap wool, as well as some tools, pig iron, linen, including dried meat, smoked fish, wheat and other foods."

After a pause, he continued: "Of course, we also buy specialty products."

"Acquisition of specialty products?"

Kant frowned slightly: "How to buy it?"

This made him a little curious.

Before the arrival of this caravan, he really didn't know that he could still sell something to them.

"Yes, we're going to acquire something at the same time."

The caravan leader glanced at the consulate of "Dehrim", his eyes swept over the grocery store, and he said with some heart: "I see that there is a spare store, Lord, if you don't Mind, I want my team members to move the goods over, we will stay here for a week."

"Yes." Kant nodded: "You can arrange whatever you want for this week."

He answered happily.

After all, I have no money in my hand, and I can't buy anything.

"Lord Lord, thank you so much."

The caravan leader was very grateful, and hurriedly bowed to thank him.

At the same time, the hired sentries behind them also drove the carriages over, leaving deep ruts on the sand. Obviously, the three carriages of them had a lot of cargo.

Kant understood.

The caravans on Calradia basically have fixed trade routes.

In the city on the trade route, buy low price, sell high price, or accumulate supplies and return to your own city.

These are the basic routines of business.

"This is my place, and I have nothing to buy."

Kant secretly smiled bitterly.

Although "Deherim" is called by this name, it is not comparable to the real "Deherim" of Calradia.

For a small village, it can't even be self-sufficient in food, and it is too whimsical to want to develop business, even with systematic help.

But Kant also let them go.

It would also be great to add a bit of popularity to the current Sentinel Oasis.

Shrugging, Kant also laughed at himself: "At least you don't have to feel it, it's like being abandoned by the world."

Back to normal.

Kant walked towards the Consular Hall. For special tasks, he still had some plans.

Return to the Consulate.

As soon as they sat down, the Swadian militiamen who were in charge of guarding the entrance of the Consulate Hall walked in with their iron-clad spears and respectfully reported: "Lord Lord, the caravan leader wants to see you."

The Consulate Hall is not for anyone who wants to enter.

"Let him in."

Kant nodded, apparently seeing the caravan leader standing outside the door.

This caravan leader is probably in his 40s, with a little more white hair on his temples, but he still looks in good spirits. Obviously, he can lead a city's caravan alone, and he is not an ordinary person.

In fact, these caravan leaders are generally served by top soldiers after they have retired.

Although only equipped with iron-clad leather armor and a Germanic sword, his weapon proficiency and riding skills are comparable to those of a Swadian knight.

But in front of Kant, he was very submissive.

He bent down and said, "Lord Lord, I'm taking the liberty to disturb me."

"Ok, I'm not busy right now."

Kant looked at the caravan leader and asked calmly, "What's the matter?"

The caravan leader replied respectfully: "Sir, I see that your village seems to have grown date palm trees? If your production is abundant, we can purchase some date palms."

"Acquiring dates?" Kant was taken aback.

The leader of the caravan nodded affirmatively: "Yes, my lord, dates are a specialty of the Sultanate of Sarand, with a sweet taste and good sales in other countries."

"Of course, yes." Kant nodded immediately.

He collected more than a dozen rattan baskets for date palms last week. Although he has eaten some these days, it is not a problem to collect enough rattan baskets.

But Kant frowned slightly and asked, "Is it the dinar?"

The acquisition currency he was talking about was naturally dinars.

This is the only currency recognized by the system.

"Of course."

And the caravan leader nodded with a strange look on his face: "Sir, would you like to exchange dates for some goods? We may also exchange things for things, of course, the price is still based on the value of the goods. come to balance.”

Kant's face was stunned.

But he still reacted and said directly: "No, no need, just settle in dinars."

"Follow your arrangements." The caravan leader was somewhat confused.

Of course he didn't know, Kant was thinking about the dinar now, his head was a little dizzy, and he wanted to go directly to the gnoll tribe and these ferocious primitive creatures, and fight against each other!

Without the dinar, nothing is possible!

"Someone."

Kant arranged for the militiamen waiting at the door: "Take our friends to the warehouse to see our dried dates."

The militiaman nodded: "Understood."

The caravan leader also apologized, and followed the militia towards the storage room beside the Consultative Hall, where a dozen rattan baskets of dates were piled up, all of which had been dried in the good weather before.

The date palm they often say is actually the dried product.

Fresh dates are not resistant to storage, and dried dates are the most convenient for storage and carrying in desert climates.

And the dried dates after drying are sweeter.

Soon, the caravan leader came out, chewing a date palm in his hand, with an intoxicated look on his face: "Sir, the texture of these dates is really good."

"Excellent date palm." Kant nodded with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

He is careful.

The dates produced by the system are absolutely fine.

"It's really good."

And this caravan leader swallowed the dates, looked at Kant and said respectfully: "If you want, I can charge these dates at a price of 50 dinars per basket."

"50 dinars?" Kant frowned slightly.

10 baskets of date palms were exchanged for 500 dinars.

This is the result of most of the 20 date palm trees weighing thousands of pounds!

The leader of the caravan shrugged slightly, and said with a helpless expression on his face: "Sir, although dates are delicious, they are not a necessity. In fact, many people eat these things as desserts, so the price will be higher. After a bit of high~IndoMTL.com~ paused, the caravan leader continued: "If it is a date palm of poor quality, we will not give the price of 50 dinars at all. "

"Okay, just as you said."

Kant's face was calm, seemingly normal.

But in my heart, it is really bitter, this businessman is really a profiteer.

If it wasn't for the lack of a choice, Kant really didn't want to just sell his dates.

After all, it can also be used as a food reserve.

"You really made a wise decision," the caravan leader said flatteringly.

Kant smiled lightly: "Maybe."

The shortage of dinars is his biggest problem at the moment. In order to maintain his troops, he can only choose to sell these dates. After all, compared to bread, these dates are actually not too filling for the stomach. Sensation, although very nutritious.

However, Kant also seemed to have thought of something, and asked the caravan leader: "Do you have barley in your cargo?"

"Yes sir, there is barley."

The caravan leader replied: "50 dinars per bag, you can choose to sow seeds or grind them into flour."

"Bring me a bag." Kant nodded and said at the same time, "I plan to sow seeds."

"That way, I can pick out the best bag for you."

Smiling, the caravan leader said, "However, in the desert oasis, you need to replenish water in time when sowing barley, otherwise the hot weather will burn your barley seedlings."

"Thank you for the reminder." Kant smiled.

These Swadian peasants know it too.

The ponds dug in advance and the silt cleaned out can also be used as fertilizer for barley.

Kill two birds with one stone.

PS: Two updates today, make up for tomorrow...