Of course, Arik was very dissatisfied with Bona for wearing an antlered helmet. Faced with money, this young and energetic young man really just wanted to get the money first. As for how to criticize Bo Na's mistakes in the future, naturally she would give her uncle a small report in person.
Arik tried his best to remain calm as Bona finished weighing his portion. He kept his head sullen and just put the money into the linen bag he had prepared. He didn't give Bona any expression during the whole process. Even though his strong arms carried more than 20 pounds of gold, silver and copper coins and walked aside, he still didn't intend to look at Bona who was still handing out money.
"You have already received the money, are you still angry?" asked Haro Zuosen, who supervised the order of the money distribution site and was now standing with Arik.
"I think that woman really likes money. Is this what a priest should do?"
"Hehe, I admit that Bona likes money, who doesn't?" Harold Johnson smiled, "Even your brother also likes money."
"That's true. But priests, they shouldn't be too greedy."
Haro Zuosen shrugged: "This is none of your business. I can just supervise here alone. If nothing happens, you can go back first. You can even go to the fish cooking site first. Rurik and him Our friends will have dinner soon. Haha, that was your brother’s gift to the little boy from the tribe.”
"No." Arik shook his head and deliberately touched Harold Johnson with his shoulder. He deliberately lifted a corner of his leather jacket and revealed a small linen pocket hidden inside, which also revealed part of the glass.
"What... what is this?!" Harold Johnson's hair stood up when he saw a glass for the first time: "Crystal glass? Where did you get it?"
Arik said proudly: "It's Rurik, my brother. On the days when we left, Odin gave him wisdom, so he made this."
The glass was taken out deliberately. Because it was precious, he did not give it directly to Harold Johnson.
Arik held it in his hand and pressed it against the other person's face: "Look, how wonderful it is."
"This...this is a crystal cup. We didn't get anything so beautiful in that castle."
"Because they are mortals! My brother is not."
Arik was extremely happy to have such a treasure. His display was certainly intended to scare Harold Johnson, but it was also to sell more glasses.
Arik took the opportunity to ask: "Do you want it?"
"Of course I do!" Haro Zuosen said decisively, "I will give you money, as long as you let me get it. I am willing to pay a huge sum of money."
Aric grimaced and shook his head.
"What, you're not happy?"
"No." Arik said with a smile, "Do you think my brother only made a small amount of treasures? He made a lot. At least you can definitely buy it for a sum of money."
"Really?" Haro Zuosen's eyes widened.
"How dare I lie to you. Look at these people." Arik flicked his neck, "My cup is indeed a bit more expensive, but everyone can buy it if they are willing."
Harold Johnson clutched the heavy sack full of money, and kept glancing at the cup in Arik's hand from the corner of his eye.
"Hey, Aric."
"Um?"
"Rurik is selling cups? How much does one cost?"
Arik quickly turned his head and whispered into Haro Zuosen's ear: "Actually, it only costs sixty silver coins. It's like buying another steel sword."
"Huh? It's indeed a bit expensive."
"Expensive? You still think it's expensive now. Do you think you are carrying a few bags of stones?"
After all, Harold Zuosen is also getting rich today, and his thoughts have not changed immediately. After Arik's guidance, he finally came to his senses. Look at the money bag in your hand! What's wrong with spending a lot of money?
"Rurik, where is he!? I want to buy, I want to buy a lot!" Haro Zuosen couldn't wait any longer. He turned around to leave, but was stunned by Arik grabbing the lapel of his shirt.
"Uncle, don't worry. When everyone has received their money, I will take you with me."
"Are they all going?" Haro Zuosen realized the crisis. "If they all go and buy it, how much can they leave for me? Forget it, I will go to the fish cooking place and wait for Rurik, and I will ask for it myself. "
This time, Arik put the glass in his arms and directly grabbed the other person's arm.
"Uncle, to be honest, Rurik made it clear to me. Today I am going to lead everyone to the place that Rurik has arranged to buy. You should listen to me."
"Oh? Is this also in Rurik's plan? Arik?"
"Of course, my brother is not a mortal."
When he mentioned his cousin, Arik immediately puffed up his chest. He was proud to have such a brother.
As a hero on the battlefield, Arik has strong prestige among the young tribesmen.
Many people who had received the money were holding their money bags crazily. The silver coins in them exceeded two pounds, which was a huge amount of money! With this money, you can renovate your house or build a better one. You can also change your weapons to steel swords and order a batch of daily necessities.
With so much loot obtained in one battle, the people who got the money were brewing plans for the next attack in their minds.
Arik stopped these excited tribesmen in time. He did not object to everyone's happiness at all. Instead, he grabbed each other's arms and said: "When everyone has received their money, I will take you to see some good things. You will all be happy. nice one!"
Arik deliberately pretended to be secretive, and his confident look with his head held high made everyone more curious.
Only a few people left here because of excessive excitement. The purpose of these people was very simple, which was to take the money and go straight to Clavarson's blacksmith shop to repay the credit they had paid for the steel sword. They also dismissed Arik's so-called "good health for you".
There must be principles between tribesmen. If the simple young warriors were not hindered by poverty, who would be willing to take credit? If you have enough money, of course you will pay it back to prove your trustworthiness.
As a result, this small group of people were the first to see the glassware.
They were completely stunned! When they learned the price of glassware from the blacksmith, they were shocked again. Want to get it? Of course I do. Just by exchanging the debt for the steel sword and buying a set of glass cups, the spoils were really only a few copper coins left.
Most of the people who had taken the money did not leave. The person in charge of distributing the money, the priest Bona, who still wore the antlered helmet and did not mind the weight of it, felt that the stay of these young people who had taken the money was a sign of respect for her majesty.
When the last person's money was given out, she opened her arms and said loudly in a deep mezzo-soprano voice: "Tribal warriors, now you have received Odin's gift. You look at the sun in the sky, Odin is looking at you!" Worship the sun, warriors."
Worship?
No! Holding the money in their hands, everyone knew that this was actually the trophy they had fought hard for, although it was reasonable to say that this was a "gift from Odin". If the words came out of Villa's mouth, everyone would be very convinced.
The words came from Bona, but only a few people raised their eyebrows.
Bona didn't take it seriously either. She actually stood and handed out the money to more than 400 people, including the families of the fallen. She consumed a lot of energy and her neck was sore from the pressure of the helmet.
She endured it and continued to announce loudly: "Warriors, Odin has understood your respect. You can go home. Next, I will lead the priests to the altar and perform another prayer ceremony for you."
After saying that, Bona turned around, intending to stride into the longhouse, but she quickly took off her helmet after the leather curtain was drawn down.
As a result, Arik suddenly roared and became the target of everyone's attention.
He raised a transparent object with his thick and powerful arms and said loudly: "Brothers! This is the good thing I want to say!"
After saying that, Arik walked swaggering through the crowd and showed the precious glass to the tribesmen.
It is obviously a container.
It looks like it was carved from a single piece of crystal.
It is said that the gods in Valhalla have a large number of pure gold cups and crystal cups, and there are gems everywhere.
Just like when Arik saw the glass for the first time, his people naturally showed shocked expressions. He only allowed his tribesmen to view it and forbade them to touch it.
Arik whetted the appetite of the tribe and also surprised the priest Bona.
It has to be said that although Rurik did not explicitly enforce confidentiality, Bona and other priests did know that he had "created" a crystal cup called bli. Only a few merchants were willing to buy it due to its exaggerated price. Thinking of this, Pona only thought that the quantity of this cup must be small, and those foreign merchants were really taken advantage of.
Now, things have changed.
The glass displayed by Arik really reminded Pona. Poona, who became rich, became eager to have it. expensive? Doesn't owning it show your noble status? Who would question his noble status when drinking water from the legendary treasure that is only found in Valhalla?
Unexpectedly, Arik shocked everyone with his words.
"Brothers!" He held up the glass and announced in front of everyone: "Rurik, the child blessed by Odin, obtained the method of making crystal cups from Odin! Do you want it? Of course you do! Brothers , you have all seen it, how beautiful and divine it is.
Now, Rurik has prepared many crystal cups and will sell them to you now! "
As soon as Arik finished speaking, the crowd was in an uproar!
If you can buy this "holy object" with money, then buy it!
Even if he was hesitant, he would still cheer in the warm atmosphere.
It would be better to trouble Harold Johnson to come forward and relieve everyone's high mood.
Harold Johnson was like singing a double act at this moment, asking on behalf of everyone: "So? Where can I buy it?!"
"That's a good question!" Aric answered loudly, so that all the onlookers could hear, "Rurik gave the blacksmith Kravason how to make the strongest sword, and now he also gave him the crystal from Valhalla. Cup technology. There are at least sixty cups looking for their owners. Brothers, are you willing to be the cup owners?"
are you willing? Of course I do.
The excited crowd roared with excitement.
"Come with me!" Arik waved his arms, still holding the glass in his big hand.
It was past noon, and Rurik had already treated his men to a sumptuous lunch.
Including Rurik himself, his stomach was filled with fish and became bulging for a while.
The sound of people boiling could be heard in the distance, and Rurik guessed that those who had obtained the money must be rushing to buy their own glassware under Arik's instigation.
The opportunity to search for wealth is this afternoon!
Rurik took two close followers and hurried to the blacksmith shop. He was surprised to find that a wealthy guy was already staying here.
There are ten people here, and they want the glass, but they don't want to pay the huge sum of sixty silver coins for it.
This situation was already within Rurik's consideration. These hesitant guys have been given up by Rurik.
He believed that all the glassware could be sold, and that there would be an army of buyers coming with huge sums of money.
"Fisk, Kanuf, don't be lazy. Follow me and move the planks."
"Alas! You two be careful, what you are holding is priceless."
"Kanuf, handle it with care. If you break one, I won't have the money to pay you to continue eating meat every day."
Rurik personally participated in building the exhibition stand, and then placed the glassware one by one on the wooden stand.
Everything is like a dream.
Klavasen looked at these glassware made by his own hands, and the crystal clear appearance seemed unreal.
In this regard, Klavasen also had some doubts.
He asked Rurik, who had already rolled up his sleeves: "Do you think they will really rush to buy? Look, some people came in advance but were deterred by the price."
"Don't worry, they'll buy it."
Rurik puffed up his seemingly immature chest, but in fact he was full of confidence.
The mighty army came happily, followed by an army of thousands of onlookers.
Due to the unpleasant time and the soreness in her neck and waist, Bona stopped joining in the fun in person. Since Rurik had the ability to make more, it would be okay to negotiate with him personally and order some with the huge coins belonging to the sacrifice.
They came, like a large group of golden lions, pounced on their prey.
They saw something like a table in the distance, which was set up in a small empty space full of sand and gravel outside the blacksmith shop. A small group of people have gathered here, staring intently at the treasure on the table.
If Arik said it, Rurik of "Odin's Blesser" really made a lot of crystal clear treasures.
They surrounded the display stand, and people in the back row kept pushing forward. Some people couldn't squeeze through, so they had to jump as hard as they could.
Some people are even so confident in their eyesight that people climb on the roofs of some houses.
Rurik's figure was too small compared to these strong men, but he didn't want to face his wealthy tribesmen with a overlooking attitude today.
A pile of stones and wooden boards is a meter high.
Klavason held Rurik's armpits with both hands and hugged him on the pillar. At this time, Rurik basically stood out from the crowd.
This person stands taller and becomes more confident and confident.
Rurik deliberately tried to "confuse humans" by holding his chin high and moving his arms slowly.
This move really paid off.
Rurik was the one in the spotlight. The commotion of the crowd saw the strange behavior of "Odin's Blesser", and the scene quickly became quiet.
At this moment, Arik also broke away from the crowd and entered the persona designed by his younger brother - a shopping guide.
Yes, Arik is going to be a shopping guide today. To be more specific, on behalf of his younger brother, he will introduce the prices of various types of glassware to everyone. He also specifically explained that because everyone is a member of the Ross tribe's official bloodline, they have the opportunity to enjoy preferential prices.
In fact, for Arik, seeing so many beautiful glasswares was an incredible thing.
Arik calmed down and began to introduce each category.
A set of one hundred and fifty silver coins, a single cup for sixty silver coins, and a beautiful pot for one hundred silver coins.
"Now everyone understands. Then, those who are willing to buy should come forward."
After Arik finished speaking, everyone started talking about the high price.
Rurik, who was standing at a high place, was shocked. He thought that a handful of people among four or five hundred people should have a luxurious stay.
Seeing that no one took the initiative, Rurik spoke in his still childish voice.
"Warriors! Don't you want to have these treasures? Odin gave me the gift to use mortal things to create treasures that only Valhalla has! Odin appreciates us Rus people, so he gives us favors one after another. Do you hesitate now? Jue, are you questioning Odin’s favor?”
After saying this, Rurik felt that he was a real stickman.
God stick? Well, that seems to be the case.
However, he has a noble status and is also considered a sacred figure by everyone. It would be inexplicable if a smart person didn't use his special status to gain benefits!
Rurik said loudly: "What are you still hesitating about? Do you care about the little money in your hands? Those hateful Gotlanders were defeated once by you. They will continue to fail, and you will continue to be rich. You are You have performed meritorious service on the battlefield, now come to me to buy the gift from Odin. Why do you still hesitate?"
This statement is reasonable and well-founded.
Even the lower-level priestesses among the crowd thought so.
The priests all worshiped the old Vilia. They believed that Vilia was blessed with such a long life because of her piety. Obviously, the successor Bona is now really money-minded, and her heart is no longer pure.
In comparison, the future leader Rurik was only eight years old, even though he stood tall. Those legendary "crystal cups" are displayed in large numbers, as well as "crystal pots" with more complicated shapes. Who dares to doubt Rurik's nobility?
Of course, people recognized Rurik's nobility. Even though the money in the linen bag was still warm, it was replaced with another treasure. It was reasonable for many people to hesitate.
Someone needs to break the ice.
Who is that?
It's Harozov!
The old guy got out of the crowd. There were several heavy linen bags hanging down on his belt. There was no doubt that they were full of money.
Harozov even held a sack in his hand, which contained three pounds of silver coins!
He approached the display stand happily, looked levelly at the blacksmith Klavason, and looked up at the great Rurik with reverence.
"My little master, thank you for giving me and other mortals the opportunity to possess the sacred objects of Valhalla. One set of one hundred and fifty silver coins. I want two sets! I'll give you these three pounds of silver!"
Harold Johnson deliberately spoke louder and with the utmost respect.
Being praised like this, Rurik felt extremely satisfied.
Rurik nodded: "Okay, your respect for me is the same respect for Odin. You give the money to the blacksmith Klavason first, and then take away the two sets. You have to pay attention, the crystal cup is the bli cup, it Still a fragile treasure.”
"yes."
Harold Johnson handed the sack to Klavason, who also used his own scale to weigh the weight of the silver coins.
At least Haro Zuosen didn't see anything wrong with paying three hundred silver coins in one go. As a war leader, he naturally wanted to share more wealth during his actions. He still had a fortune equivalent to nearly twenty pounds of silver.
The situation of the others was much worse. Because of this person's example, a second person finally left the team.
Originally, Rurik was not absolutely proud of playing a magic stick.
At present, it seems that my own people are very satisfied with this trick.
Life is changing, and Rurik also realizes that he does have a noble status. If he still holds the thoughts of the past, he may not be able to cater to this era well. What the tribesmen need is a strong leader. This power includes but is not limited to being good at fighting and being able to bring wealth to everyone.
The ultimate expression of a powerful leader is to use some means to unite the entire tribe so that the tribesmen have strong cohesion and organizational power. Such power and this time and space are the most powerful existences. Because of its power, it is only natural that the tribesmen become wealthy.
The second buyer was a young man who looked exactly like his cousin, and he bought a cup. He paid the money and expressed his gratitude to Rurik with his eyes. Then he kissed the crystal clear treasure hard with his mouth, put it in his arms and ran away happily.
More and more people are coming to buy. Under Rurik's order, they lined up.
In fact, panic buying has not happened, and quite a few people still have a wait-and-see attitude. They brought huge amounts of money with them, but they were actually more willing to buy a large amount of meat first to satisfy their appetites.
There is nothing wrong with this matter. When poor people become rich, they often eat delicacies first, and then when they get a little tired of it, they start to buy items for spiritual enjoyment, and even luxury goods.
Rurik estimated that in about an hour, the glassware on the display stand had been completely sold out!
Ten sets of glassware cost one thousand five hundred silver coins, and fifty cups and thirty pots were sold separately for another six thousand silver coins.
The total of seven thousand five hundred silver coins is seventy-five Roman pounds of silver! The total weight is actually almost thirty kilograms.
All the glassware was sold out, and those young people who bought glasses were immediately surrounded by their friends. Many aren't planning on buying right now, but they can at least touch a good friend's.
There are also people who go straight to their homes with treasures in their arms to show their families what the "treasures of Valhalla" are.
Of course, there are also many foreign businessmen gathered here. Although they are a little dissatisfied, considering that they are foreigners after all, it is reasonable to spend more to sell cups. Besides, after all, they are well-informed and clearly know their stuff.
They didn't think Rurik's words were reliable. At least the Russian glassware was cheaper and more beautiful than the Danes.
It seems that the glassware was made by Rurik and the blacksmith Klavason. They admitted that Rurik should have received some revelation from God.
A businessman is a businessman!
The Ross people left to play with their treasures, and five fur traders stayed here.
Yes, they had each bought a set of glassware earlier, and they still find it wonderful.
Their attitude in staying here is very simple, because they have witnessed Rurik's production capabilities and are trying to negotiate the possibility of in-depth cooperation.
Purchasing and selling fur goods is a second-rate business practice with a reasonable price difference, but the huge profits cannot be made as quickly as reselling soap, glassware or steel swords. These businessmen were extremely jealous when they saw that Rurik especially trusted Gould, the richest businessman from the Onkras tribe, but they were not as rich as that man.
Even so, they were willing to try to build a business relationship with Rurik. Businessmen, how can they not live with money?
The stay of the five of them was the possibility of becoming second-rate dealers reselling glassware, and this was what Rurik wanted to see.
With huge wealth in hand, the blacksmith shop became particularly lively again.
Five well-dressed businessmen entered Klavasen's somewhat humble home and started talking with the distinguished Rurik.
Without him, we just discuss how to cooperate and make big money together...
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Chapter 161 Rurik uses his identity to make big money
