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Chapter 215 Grease Dispute

Chapter 215 Grease Dispute

"Okay, tell me what's going on?"

Not long after, at the scene of the fight, Rostislav sat on a platform made of wooden boxes, looking at the two groups in front of him and said impatiently.

Behind Rostislav stood a column of armored warriors. These were the soldiers who came after learning of the fight in the Russian merchant camp. Rostislav temporarily let them serve as the guard of honor for his "judge".

The local Magyar judge also stood beside the prince to respond to the Russians' inquiries at all times, and behind him were several city militiamen.

Normally, he should be the one to preside over the trial on behalf of the Kingdom of Hungary, but now that there is a Russian prince here who wants to handle this mess, he should give in.

The officials in Fekhshvar have been troubled by these huge foreigners recently, so it is better to push this kind of thing out as soon as possible to avoid problems coming back to them in the end.

As for the two distinct waves of people in front of Rostislav, one was naturally the Russian merchants who followed the Russian army - these merchants basically had the background of Russian princes.

Most of them were wearing coats, but their coats were all dirty now. After all, they had been beaten so hard just now and the ground was full of sewage. However, there were also some Magyars among the Russians.

On the other side were naturally the people fighting with them, which were basically a group of Magyars. Most of them were dressed simply, and some were wrapped in furs, looking like nomads.

The two groups were constantly looking at each other with hatred. In the fight just now, three people were killed and nearly ten people were injured, and all of them were covered in bruises. This was enough to escalate the anger between them to the next level.

Some people may ask why Rostislav, who was clearly involved in the fight, could act like he is settling the case here.

The reason is very simple, he is the prince of Rus, and the onlookers saw that Rustislav just went up and knocked everyone over without showing any bias.

Then he waited until everyone who had been knocked down woke up, so it was fair for him to solve the case.

And then, under the order of the Prince of Moscow, both sides began to tell what happened from their perspective.

And in this description, Rostislav knew why they were fighting.

This is actually a simple matter. Some Russian businessmen ordered a batch of grease from a Magyar tribe and planned to sell it back to Kiev.

The Russians had been talking about this business for a long time, and I don't know how much time they spent on talking about it.

Originally, they thought that was the end of it. After all, the two parties had already negotiated the business, and the Russians also sent a deposit in the form of a gift. However, they did not expect that a problem would arise the next day.

The next day they were told that the Magyar tribe did not do this business. This made the Russian businessmen very confused. How could they go back on something they had clearly agreed upon?

So the Magyar tribe pushed out the man who had negotiated with the Russians before. That man was once the chief of the tribe and a Christian, but now he seemed to be being held hostage.

This made the Russians wonder if there was an internal problem on the other side, but the Russians quickly put aside their doubts. After all, it was not their business and continued to talk about business.

The Ross merchants really wanted to complete this order, which they had spent so much effort negotiating, but the other side refused very firmly.

And the most important thing is that they are unwilling to return the deposit given as a gift. In their words, it is a gift, not a transaction.

This made Ross very angry. How could they bear it when their money was swallowed up like this?

Afterwards, the conversation between the two parties became more and more heated, and they started to speak out loud to each other, so they started to fight directly.

At first there were only a few people fighting, but then both sides kept pulling people in, and eventually the entire camp was fighting, and the fight continued until Rostislav arrived.

"Well, okay, I roughly know the situation, so I'll do whatever I want to do next. Just pay the life money. If you can't pay the life money, someone will have to come out to pay for it. As for the deposit and so on, the Magyars will pay it.

The deposit will be refunded."

Rostislav's handling method is also very in line with the times, that is, using money to buy human lives. If he cannot buy it, he will naturally have to pay with his life.

Fortunately, both parties were rich, so paying the life deposit was nothing, and the Magyars paid back the deposit readily. Originally, they just planned to extort a sum of money, but they didn't expect to have a big fight with these Russians.

A massive brawl.

They don't want to see such a big fuss, after all, they don't want to attract too much attention.

After the biggest reason for the fight was solved and the two parties exchanged their life money, the atmosphere at the scene immediately relaxed. Isn't everyone fighting just for money? Once the money is in place, everything will be no problem.

Their leaders are becoming more and more harmonious. They are all well-versed in the art of talking to others and talking to ghosts. The harmony is so harmonious that it doesn't look like this group of people had a fight before.

The people below are still hating each other, waiting for another fight, but the leaders have reconciled. How can they still fight?

This also made the crowd disperse in disappointment. To be honest, there were quite a few fights and fights. What attracted the crowd was just the scale. Originally, they thought they could see another fight, but this turned out to be the case.

And Rostislav stopped the Magyars - he knew some Magyar, but could only communicate in ordinary ways - and asked them why they violated the contract and tore up the order.

But their reactions next made Rostislav very amused. These people actually hesitated and evaded their eyes. The previous air of accusing the Russians immediately disappeared.

"Sir, we have found a more suitable businessman who is willing to offer a better price. As for defaulting on the account, that is just what the simple young people in the clan did out of greed. Please don't worry about it, sir."

Finally, an old man with a cross on his chest came out and spoke, and the tribesmen echoed his words as if they had found a life-saving straw.

The old man Rostislav had an impression that he had stated what happened in front of him before, but he looked like he was being kidnapped. Even when he stepped forward to speak to the prince, there were two people standing too close to him.

The young man seemed to be supervising him.

Rostislav was confused by the behavior of these Magyars. It was normal business behavior to tear up the agreement and find his home, but why were these tribesmen so nervous?

Just when the prince was thinking, the old man suddenly took the prince's hand and placed a beautifully crafted emblem in his hand.

"This is a small gift, not worth mentioning."

The man just thrust the thing into Rostislav's hands, winked at Rostislav, and walked away surrounded by the tribesmen.

Rostislav was a little at a loss and could only look at the emblem in his hand. It was a combination of lightning and wings. It was a very low-quality and common amulet. In his mind, it seemed to be the emblem of the Hungarian pagan gods...

Wait, why would a Christian give such a thing?

Rostislav discovered the problem, and then his pagan sensitivity made him think of something else.

What is the thing they want to trade? Yes, it is grease! This thing is an excellent fire starter! This can't help but make Rostislav sensitive.

But just when Rostislav was about to catch up with the old man and ask him what was going on, and whether what the old man wanted to express was what he thought.

But he found that the old man had disappeared into the crowd, and when Rostislav was about to search further, a soldier suddenly stopped him.

"Master Rostislav, your uncles want you to go back. His Majesty Solomon and his mother will arrive tomorrow. We must start preparations."

"Why at this time? Forget it, I'll go back."

Seeing this, the prince could only put down the current affairs. After all, that was the most important thing. This was the reason why they left Ross so far away, and they could not abandon the good and the bad.

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