"How much money is there? The training fee for elite warriors in the fighting field is only five dinars a day. An elite warrior can train twenty or thirty caravan guards. Usually, a week of training is almost enough." Gan
Muji still feels like he can't make much money.
Balian smiled and said, "Brother Gamji, listen to me. If it is just pure martial arts training, you will definitely not make much money. But with the training plan I gave for a small army, they will not only have martial arts, but also
With discipline and team fighting ability, do you think I can charge a higher price?"
"In this case, it is true. If you just pass the personal martial arts test, wouldn't it be the same as Rohirr and the others? If they meet an elite team like your personal guard, they will be beaten up." Gamgee responded.
"This is only the first point, which means you can still make money. The second point is still a matter of making money, and making money continuously. What do you think it is?" Balian asked.
Gamgee shrugged and replied: "I can't guess it, just tell me quickly."
Balian smiled and continued: "The second point is to sell armor and weapons. You have also seen the cloth armor and swords of our Nolandenburg. They are no worse than those made by the craftsmen's workshops in Yangweixuo City. They are even used in
The materials and quality are even better. We can sell these armors and weapons to them. However, the armors and weapon reserves in my hands are not enough to sell now, and the scale of the armor workshop is also small, so we cannot sell the armors yet.
However, if hundreds of people can come for training, and they have to pay for their daily food, clothing, housing and transportation in Nolandenburg, I can also make a lot of money. In the long run, with such a stable cash flow, it is still
Pretty good.”
"Yeah, that makes sense." Gamgee nodded in agreement.
"As for the third point, it is my deep-seated purpose, which is to cultivate pro-Norlandenburg forces.
These people who come for training are all carefully selected by lords or wealthy businessmen. After they return, they will definitely have to shoulder important responsibilities. With them here, when Nolandenburg has conflicts with their lords, although it is not expected
They can turn to us, but after all, they have feelings, and many things are still easy to discuss.
Besides, it will take at least three months for these people to train at Fort Nolandenburg. During these three months, they will learn to use soap to bathe, and when they leave, they will be allowed to sell painted pottery as souvenirs, so that they can still use Nolandenburg as a souvenir.
Bringing all Landenburg's specialties out can be regarded as opening up sales for these things." Balian explained.
Ganmoji patted his forehead and said with emotion: "Let me just say, you must not only be trying to make money, but also have deeper considerations. It seems that I guessed right.
You are really scary. You are less than twenty years old and you are so scheming. Do you think I should be on guard against you? If one day you don’t like me anymore and sell me, I might pay you back.
Woolen cloth."
Balian, who was riding side by side with Gamgee, hit him and said with a smile: "You are really a villain. I, Balian, can't do such a thing to harm a friend. Please stop making malicious assumptions about good people."
"Hahaha!" Gamji laughed, "My good brother, I don't know you yet. By the way, I won't make trouble with you. I think your idea is okay. We can discuss it carefully on the way back.
Details, I will do this business with you!"
"Okay! Then we'll make it a deal." Balian smiled and made a formal agreement with Gamgee, his good friend.
That night, Balian and his bodyguards drank heavily with Rohir, Grimbor, and Orome. It was almost noon the next day when Balian woke up and rubbed his head.
Looking at my head with a headache, I opened my eyes and almost thought I had been kidnapped after drinking too much last night.
In this small courtyard, people were lying everywhere. Wine glasses, plates, etc. were thrown everywhere. He was about to walk out, but there was a puddle of vomit at his feet. He didn't know that it was his own vomit.
, or someone else vomited it.
When he woke up in the morning, he saw this puddle of sour and smelly stuff. Balian was also disgusted. He quickly ran out of the house, found a piece of clean grass, and vomited all the contents in his stomach.
Clean and tidy.
Although it was very uncomfortable when I vomited, it felt like I was about to die, but after I finished vomiting, I rinsed my mouth with some cold well water and washed my face, and then I became energetic again.
Balian briefly washed himself with well water, took out the handkerchief that Jesses gave him and wiped his face. He searched around the yard and found Bran and Huck sleeping soundly in the haystack next to the stable.
Balian saw the big wooden cup on the side and knew that these two little guys must have drank secretly after he drank too much last night. These two guys were not even eighteen years old yet, so they dared to drink secretly. It seemed that he
The control over them is still not enough.
Thinking of this, Balian returned to the well, took a glass of cool well water, walked up to them again, took a sip of water, and sprayed it on their heads.
"Hmm...is it raining?" Huck continued to close his eyes, wiped his face with his hands, and muttered.
At this time, Bran turned over and fell off the haystack where he was lying. Now he was sobered by the fall. He rubbed his sleepy eyes and opened his eyes wide to see that Balion was looking at him.
He looked at them both with a wicked smile.
Bran quickly kicked Huck, trying to wake him up, but Huck hadn't slept enough at this time. He knew what Bran meant, so he pulled Bran's foot and became very unhappy.
He said, "If you keep messing with me like this, I will fall out with you! Let me sleep well for a while!"
After Bran heard Harker's words, he looked at Balian with an embarrassed look, and grinned sheepishly, showing his neat white teeth.
Balian walked slowly to Huck, and then slowly sat down. He looked at Huck, who was sleeping soundly, sighed, and poured the well water in his cup on his face.
"Bran! I'm going to kill you!" Huck, who was extremely angry, jumped up with his eyes widened. When he saw the person in front of him, he was so angry that he suddenly stopped.
He looked at Balian timidly, and saw his lord looking at him with playful eyes. Huck felt even more panicked. He quickly explained: "Sir, we didn't want to drink last night.
, but their persuasion to drink was so strong that we really couldn’t refuse, so we drank a little bit.”
Hearing his explanation, Balian continued to look at him with a smile, which made Huck feel scared. He quickly admitted his mistake and said: "Master, it's all my fault. Bran and I have made mistakes together. We won't
It's time to drink, and I forgot my duty as a guard. Please forgive me, sir."
Having said this, he glanced at Bran, and then added: "No matter what kind of punishment, I am willing to accept it! Master, just punish me alone."
Seeing Huck being so generous, Bran quickly said: "Master, it's all my fault. If you want to punish, then punish me. I don't care about Huck's brother. I forced him to drink."
Looking at the two very loyal people, Balian's original unhappiness disappeared, but he put on a serious expression on his face. After all, he left the lord aside and went to drink with his good brothers.
Whatever happened, it was a big mistake and should not be forgiven.
Balian looked at the two people who lowered their heads and said nothing, and said: "You two are only fourteen or fifteen-year-old boys. I can't ask too much of you. After all, you are still children."
When Balian said this, he was completely unaware that he was only four or five years older than the two of them. He spoke like a middle-aged man.
"However, since you have become my attendants and sworn to the God of Fire, you should stick to your posts. This is your duty.
Last night, we were with Uncle Rochiel and his friends, so it won't be a problem for you to drink some wine, but have you ever considered it? What if last night was a trap set by our enemies?
I drank too much and was slaughtered in the banquet hall. The two of you hid aside and drank secretly. Then you were caught by the enemy and killed like pigs.
Don't think I'm being alarmist, what I'm saying is really possible. In troubled times, it's okay to be more careful. After all, you can only survive if you are careful enough." Balian did not reprimand the two of them, but gave them a warning
They explained patiently.
After hearing what Balian said, Huck and Bran lowered their heads, and they both responded: "Master, we were wrong, and we will never make such a mistake again."
Balian smiled and nodded, "If you know your mistakes and can correct them, you can still be saved. But if it happens again, not only will you two not be considered as my attendants, but you will also be kicked out of Nolandenburg Castle by me.
Did you hear that?"
"I heard it!"
"clear!"
The two expressed their attitudes loudly, and Balian believed that they would remember this lesson in the future.
However, Balian understands that when a subordinate makes a mistake, he must not raise the board high and drop it gently, because this will make the subordinate feel lucky and make the same mistake one after another.
It was precisely for this reason that Balian had to punish the two of them for not sticking to their duties as attendants last night and going out to drink when the lord started to get drunk.
Balian thought for a while, then looked at the two people for a while, and said: "If you make a meritorious service, you will be rewarded; if you make a mistake, you will be punished. This makes sense anywhere in the Verin continent.
Since you two dare to leave your post without authorization, you will have to bear the consequences. I will punish you two, are you willing to accept it? Of course, the punishment will be severe."
Huck and Bran looked at each other, and then Huck replied firmly: "Sir, tell me, the two of us are willing to accept any punishment. As long as the master doesn't drive us away, we can be punished in any way."
Balian stood up, patted their shoulders, and said with a smile: "I will punish you two to wash the socks of these people in the Guards for a week, and then on the way back, you must learn to write, at least you must be able to write
Can a note with more than three sentences be done?"
"Ah!" Huck and Bran almost cried after hearing this. Even if they had to wash the stinky socks for the Guards for a week, they also had to learn to write. This was really costing their lives. After all, the young man
It’s natural to not like to study hard.
Huck mustered up his courage and bargained with Balian: "Sir, can you wash your stinky socks for two weeks without having to learn to write?"
Balian looked at him with a look of hatred, and then said slowly: "You two wash socks for three weeks, and learn to write a letter of more than a hundred words for me."
"Ouch!" Huck didn't expect that he originally wanted to bargain with the master, but he didn't expect that it would end up like this. He really shot himself in the foot. Now he regrets it extremely, but there is nothing he can do about it.
Balian went over and touched their heads and said: "You two, when will you know that I am doing this for your own good!
If you learn martial arts, no matter how good you are, how many people can you beat? But if you can read, write, and think for yourself, then you can defeat thousands of enemies without going to the battlefield. This is
Something that is really useful.
You two young men, please study hard with me, there is no end to your learning."
Although Bran and Huck didn't understand what the old man meant by "saucy", since the old man told them that it was for their own good, they were willing to believe that after all, Balian was a truly selfless person who treated them kindly.