So Covennas didn't participate directly. He was just the supplier and he didn't expect to interfere in this upcoming super mercenary group.

As for the others, it was concluded that the caravan transports from the Human Kingdom to the Canyon City every month, and all the benefits are divided once a month.

No default!

However, it will take a month for the Wind Walker to be fully in place. Whether it is Fisher, David the Lion, or the strong men sent by the Elf Prati, it will take time to come to Canyon City.

The entire cooperation method was negotiated for nearly three hours, and finally all aspects of the joint caravan were negotiated.

The elf Preti and David the Lion left after the talks.

Only Fisher stayed.

"Aren't you a problem? What's the matter?" Covennas asked with a smile on his face at his brother-in-law Fisher.

"About maltose, do you think you want to get the United Caravan?" Fisher asked at Covennas.

He originally thought that his brother-in-law would also bring the malt sugar he sold exclusively to the United Caravan, but he didn't expect that Covennas didn't mention this matter.

He knew that the other party was considering him a little.

"What? Do you want to take it out?" Covennas smiled.

In fact, he had thought about taking maltose to the United Caravan. After all, he could make 10% of the profit, which was much more expensive than wholesale of ten silver coins per kilogram to Fisher.

However, Fisher is Ajiv's brother after all, and he can't make Fisher unhappy. Although Maltose also makes money, it's not necessary.

After all, in addition to money, there is also emotion in this world.

"I don't care, it's mainly based on your thoughts!" Fisher smiled.

To be honest, he doesn't care. Covennas is enough to take care of him in white wine.

To be honest, what can he do if his brother-in-law directly cooperates with the elf and throws him away?

Taking him with him to play is enough to take care of his brother-in-law.

"Forget it, you'll sell it. The United Caravan is just a stopgap solution." Covennas shook his head.

Fisher is his brother-in-law, so he naturally doesn't care too much about speaking.

"What does this mean?" Fisher looked at Covennas in surprise.

"Nothing!" Kovines shook his head and did not continue the topic.

Fisher saw that although he was confused, he could not ask directly if Covennas didn't say it.

"How about this, I will give you 30% of the future sales profit of maltose!" Fisher said after thinking about it.

Since Covennas took care of him like this, he naturally could not be stingy, not to mention that the other party is his sister's future husband, and he is also considered his family.

"Yohe, do you want to?" Covennas smiled.

"What's wrong with this? Our Greymann family has not yet reached the point of regretting a few gold coins." Fisher glanced at his brother-in-law indifferently and said arrogantly.

"Haha, that's OK, you know that there are so many ethnic groups in my tribe, and the expenses are very high."

"Also, I'll give you a new candy next month." Covennas said after thinking about it.

It is mid-June now, and in half a month it will be July. Thousands of acres of sweet potatoes and potatoes can be harvested.

With sweet potatoes, he can make sweet potato sugar, which has a more flavor than malt sugar.

"What do you mean? If I don't give you 30%, you won't say it even if you have new candy." Fisher's face turned dark and he asked.

"No, the sweet potatoes grown on a large scale in my tribe will be harvested next month, so I can make sugar." Covennas smiled.

"Sweet potato, is the food I ate last time?" Fisher asked in a daze.

He seemed to remember what ancient crop the sweet potato was, but it was quite delicious, but he couldn't help but keep farting for a long time after eating it.

"That's right!"

"Didn't it mean that the wasteland is too dry and not suitable for planting crops?" Fisher asked in confusion.

"Because sweet potatoes are drought-resistant, they cannot grow crops such as rice and wheat, but there is no problem with growing sweet potatoes," explained Covennas.

"And sweet potatoes can also be made into wine. Next month, there will be new sugar, but also new wine."

"Can you still make wine?" Fisher was surprised.

Rice and white wine.

Rye white wine.

Do you want to add a sweet potato and white wine now?

"What a good thing, it's not only delicious, it can also make sugar and wine." Fisher sighed.

But at the same time, he secretly admired his brother-in-law. The other party is really amazing and knows everything. No wonder his father fell in love with the other party at first sight.

"By the way, I've known you for so long and haven't been to your tribe yet. Why don't you take me to see it?" Fisher asked.

He has been in the human kingdom and orc territory for so many years, and has never seen any orc tribe.

However, he heard from his sister Ajiv that Covennas' tribe was completely different from other tribes.

So, he was quite curious.

"Okay, I will return to the tribe in two days. Do you want to go?" Covennas said.

"Forget it, this month won't work. At least the Wind Walker United Mercenary Group has not been formed, and I don't have time yet." Fisher thought for a while, shook his head and refused.

"Okay, I'm going back first, and discuss with my elder brother to form a mercenary group."

Soon, Fisher left the Kasha Hotel.

After the joint caravan cooperation was concluded, in the next few days, Covennas opened a third bun shop in Ajiv most of the time, except for the Kasha Hotel.

Then he invented several pasta snacks for Ajiv.

Now the three bun shops can have nearly thirty gold coins per day. Putting aside the cost, they can earn at least twenty gold coins.

………

Slave market!

Covennas followed behind a fat, fat middle-aged fox man with a greasy, fleshy face.

Soon, they came to the depths of the slave market. The fat fox man pushed open a simple room that was even more slum than a slum. The smelly smell made Covennas directly turn his eyebrows into a small mountain.

The door of the room was pushed open in a shaky manner. The fat fox slave owner bent down respectfully and looked at the three of Covennas and said, "Dignity Guest, the one you want to meet is inside."

"Hmph, pretend to be a ghost!"

Covennas snorted coldly, then stepped into the dark and humid room with the smell of the air. With the dim light, he could see a werewolf sitting on a tattered sofa, with several trembling werewolf women on both sides.

"You just want to see me? You want to talk about a big cooperation with me?" The rich werewolf slowly sat up from the shabby sofa and asked lightly, looking at Covennas.

Covenus kicked the chair in front of him away, and Tyton quickly lifted another shabby sofa in the corner. Covenus glanced at him in disgust and sat down.

"You are the great slave owner. Are you all evil bastards so poor?"

"People only sit on the old sofa that others don't want!" Covennas said softly.

"Guest, are you here to make trouble?" The werewolf slave owner looked at Covennas coldly, and at the same time, several warriors appeared at the tattered door.

"snort!"

"I didn't expect that you were not strong enough. There were still two subordinates of the sixth-level warriors. Humph, is she really amazing?" Covennas leaned against the shabby sofa, raised his legs and continued to laugh.
Chapter completed!