Sometimes you will habitually care about something and what others think, and even you can't explain the reason clearly. And when you have to let go of this kind of care, you will feel like you have taken off the burden and your life suddenly shines in a ray of sunshine. It's as if you have not lost it, but got it.

This is probably the case with Jones.

After falling out with his father, he not only did not worry about it, but instead felt that his life had changed into a different color. Even the land under his feet was steady. He planned and kept accounts carefully. Because the sky would not fall, he could only bear everything himself, so he had the motivation to struggle. His whole spirit was different.

The next day, after another busy day, when it was dark, Jones set out for Hilde and came to Adair.

"Oh, my dear brothers Jones, let's go to the Chamber of Commerce now!"

"Isn't it a brotherhood party?"

"Cancel today first. Anyway, there is nothing important. After I came back yesterday, I have notified them to cancel today's party. In this way, I can stay with you quietly all day."

"Thank you." Jones replied with a smile.

Sitting in Adair's carriage, Jones went down the mountain along the long road until the streets of Heard.

Hild at night is as lively as before, with people everywhere on the streets. All kinds of races are busy with their own affairs. Frequent business transactions are the basis for Hild's prosperity.

If it were the past, Jones probably wasn't very interested in these things, but now, he is interested in everything he sees. No matter what he sees, he will take a look at it, even the road on the ground is the same.

After all, Giant Snake City still has nothing.

"As we all know, the most profitable business of Hilde is undoubtedly the slave trade. Our blood clan has a very large demand for slaves, and there are many kinds of slaves. We give it to dwarves, potions, potions, strength, strength, zombies, and some brains, and we give it to goblins. In addition, there are many kinds of slaves. Moreover, slaves are consumables, they will grow old and die, but we will live forever. So we have to buy them again. There are countless slave vendors in Hilde."

"What is the cheapest slave?"

"The cheapest..." Adale touched his chin and thought silently. He just walked along the car window and saw a goblin half a man standing on a wooden box and shouting, yelling, beside him strung a string of goblin slaves: "Goblin? Goblin is the cheapest slave. A normal goblin only needs one gold coin, which is very cheap. There is no agreement to protect it, and they even participate in the slave trade themselves. As long as you can afford the money, the Goblin King can sell you an entire goblin army. Although such a legion is too weak to be useless and useless. What's wrong? Do you want to do the slave trade?"

"No." Jones shook his head and said, "I don't want to do the slave trade, I just need manpower. There are too few people in Giant Snake City now, I want to build roads. Building roads is the one that lacks the most."

"Can the goblin be used to build roads?" After thinking about it, Adair continued, "It seems that it is OK. But I advise you not to use it. I heard that what they are best at on the battlefield is to escape. That is a special case. You basically don't need to buy it if you buy it. Their reproduction rate is particularly high and you can fill your entire castle soon. If there is no need, I advise you not to buy it."

"Um..." Jones frowned and thought carefully.

"The second one to make money is the bank." Adair pointed to the bank passing by outside the car window and said, "The reason is very simple, because money can buy most things, and the most important thing for banks is money. Therefore, banks are equal to participating in the share of all industries, and they always choose the most profitable investment. Yes, that's what I do. Hahaha. As far as I know, most slave traders cooperate with banks. If they sell the most intimate slaves, they even need a little friendship to lend them. It's strange, right? I want to lend them money, and I still need to have a relationship with them. But that's the reality. After all, some slaves, such as elves, are really not something that anyone can get."

"What then?" Jones asked.

“Then the land.”

“Is land not a bank’s business?”

"It's just part." Adael spread his hands and said, "More, it's actually through consultants."

"A consultant like Patia?"

"Well... it doesn't count. Patia is our exclusive consultant, and at Hilde, there are many consultants who accept various business information. They often have a lot of information about customers. Using these information, they can promote transactions." Adair sighed and said softly: "If you go through the bank, you often buy it directly and then sell it. If it is a castle like Giant Snake City, it is possible. Because it does not have any developed industries and does not have any slaves attached to the castle. It will not be a problem to buy it and keep it in your hands. But if it is a castle that has been developed, it is not the case. Buying a castle means sending someone to manage the castle. If the castle is stuck in your hands for a long time, then it will require a lot of people to manage the castle. Maintaining the operation will cost. The banks often don't have so many people, and the people sent there are not familiar with the castle, and they don't even know how long it takes to manage it. This will increase a lot of costs and is not cost-effective."

Well, Jones is nothing to do with the top three most profitable businesses.

After thinking about it, Jones asked, "What if it's smelting?"

"Smelting?" Adale was stunned for a moment.

"Yes, for example, blacksmith shops and the like. I want to do this kind of business. After all, there are a lot of dwarves in the Giant Snake City... Well, I know not many, but maybe there will be more in the future."

"Well... it depends on which kind of smelting you are going to do. If it is a Heard-wide smelting." Adele turned his face and pointed at a large blacksmith shop outside the car window from a distance: "There are already people doing this kind of business, and it has been saturated. The profit is very average. The Sambo family also runs a blacksmith shop, but our requirement for the blacksmith shop is to not go bankrupt."

"Will you lose money?"

"No, after all, we use slaves, but we will never be able to recover the capital. The profit is very meager."

"You just said you want to see 'which kind' and other smelting businesses?"

"Trade." Adair looked at Jones with a smile and said meaningfully: "We don't need a lot of iron, but there are people on the mainland who need it. For example, humans. When wars go out, they will need huge amounts of weapons and armor, and the profits are very considerable. We built blacksmith shops for this purpose. But this kind of business is difficult to get. After all, they do not fight every day, and if there is no war, they can use a set of armor and a sword for several generations. Moreover, not every human is willing to do business with the blood clan, so it is difficult for us to get such an order."

Is this kind of order difficult?

Jones thought it was easy. Although Jones couldn't borrow money, it was not difficult to get such an order if the weapons and armor were of good quality and low price. However, how to achieve good quality and low price is a big problem. After all, in the worrying traffic conditions of Giant Snake City, even gold ore can be transported to losses. If you transport iron products, the money you sell is basically not enough, right?

etc!

Jones suddenly thought of something!

"Is that your blacksmith shop just now?"

"Yes."

"Then can we go to the blacksmith shop first?"

"You want to go to the blacksmith shop?"

"Yes, I want to buy something."

Adale knocked on the wooden board of the carriage that was leaning against, and whispered: "Change and go to the blacksmith shop."

"Okay, young master." The coachman replied.

Soon, the carriage pulled by the unicorn stopped at the door of the blacksmith shop.

As for the blacksmith shop, the scale of this blacksmith shop is very large. At least in the human world, it is rare to see such a large blacksmith shop. Of course, it is rare to see such a dilapidated blacksmith shop.

Standing outside the door, it looks like a large square house with no distinction and a huge, open door.

The standard equipment of the huge blacksmith shop - the iron ingot sign swayed slightly in the wind, making a harsh sound of "Yiyayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayaya

The gray walls looked a little off, and the wooden structure looked very old. The road outside the door was muddy, and a road covered with rust and carbon ash was directly connected to the inside along the gate.

At this moment, the roar of fire burning in the blacksmith shop was heard, the "ding ding dangdang" iron thrust, and occasionally there were whipping and scolding.

In the middle of winter, due to the heat of the blacksmith shop, I stood at the door without any chill. I even felt a little warm.

Under Adair, Jones entered the blacksmith shop.

From the outside, the blacksmith shop is divided into two floors, the second floor is not only windows, but also a large balcony. However, when you walk inside, you will find that the so-called second floor is just a mezzanine. In fact, there is only one floor, and a huge space occupies more than 80% of the blacksmith shop's space. It looks like a huge warehouse.

In this large warehouse, there are rows of stoves and countless stoves. Unfortunately, most of the stoves have been turned off. Less than 20% of them are actually operating, and there are only thirty or forty dwarves working. They are all covered in dust.

Several blood clans were patrolling back and forth.

Every corner here is covered with a layer of carbon ash, and it seems that everything is pitch black. The burning fire in the iron basin hanging on the wall has turned everything into a dim red color.

Tumor and hot air fills every corner. It can be said that the entire environment is extremely harsh.

The closest to Jones was a middle-aged dwarf wearing shackles and beating iron pieces silently looking up at Jones, then lowered his head and continued to make a move.

This glance made Jones discover that he was blinded.

Standing on the stairs in the distance, the blood clan with two beards and combed shiny hair saw Adale, he was stunned for a moment, and quickly put down the notebook in his hand and walked down the stairs, jogging all the way to Adale.

After saluting, he said respectfully: "Welcome, Master Adele, welcome your arrival! Do I have anything to help you?"

Turning his face, Adair said to Jones: "Jones, what do you want to buy? Just tell him. If it is a small thing, I'll ask him to give it to you."

Looking around, Jones asked softly, "Do you have so many dwarves here?"

"Not." The bearded blond said with a smile: "Half is still resting. You know, dwarves are different from our blonds. They need more time to rest. If you are overworked, you may reduce your lifespan. This will be more cost-effective. But generally there are only so many working, and we implement a shift system."

"That is, there are only so many dwarves working here at any time?"

"Uh..." The bearded look at Adele for help.

However, Adair said to him: "Answer his question, this is my brother Jones."

Helplessly, Xiaowang smiled awkwardly and replied, "That's right, Master Jones. The business is not very good now, so we sold some of the dwarf slaves some time ago. The dwarf slaves here were five times the current ones. The number of current is the most appropriate number of people we calculated. Of course, there may be a lot of stoves being wasted, but that doesn't matter. The cold stove is the most expensive to heat up. Our current number of people just can keep some stoves working continuously. It is the most cost-effective. As for those idle stoves... there is no way, they can only continue to be idle. However, if you need more staff, I can summon them at any time. It will definitely meet your needs. Please rest assured."

After a pause, Xiaomoustache asked tentatively: "Do you need me to do something for you?"

"Is there a lot of expenses here?" Jones asked.

The mustache was a little confused by Jones's question. But for the first time he met a guest who talked to him about the number of people and then about the expenses as soon as he came in. Of course, Adele was next to him, and he still replied with a stern finger: "It depends on which part. If it is a fixed expense, it is not big. It is nothing more than food for the dwarfs. But if the operating expenses are included, it will be huge. Charcoal, consumables... But this part has nothing to do with it. The greater the operating expenses, the more money we can make."

"Are you losing money now?"

"No, there is no. A small profit. Yes, a small profit." The mustache gestured and looked at Adale specifically.

"What about it? How much money can you make in a month if you make a small profit? Last month, and last month?" Jones continued to ask.

This made Xiaomou's beard very embarrassed.

"Answer him." Adair emphasized again.

Helplessly, Xiaomoushi could only take a deep breath and replied with a hard bullet: "We made 500 gold coins last month after deducting all expenses, and lost 200 gold coins last month. However, we made 500 gold coins last month. After a year, we can make about 500 gold coins every month. Yes, that's it."

"Why did you lose 200 gold coins last month? Did you not have a single business? Even if you don't have a single business, the dwarves can't eat 200 gold coins, right?"

"As... the salary is paid."

"The dwarves here have wages?"

"No, it's mine, and the wages of other blood clans have nothing to do with dwarves." The bearded man looked at Adair and said awkwardly: "I have to clarify that the blood clans working here are not slaves. We are free people and need to pay wages."

"Okay, I get it." Jones smiled and took out a gold coin and said, "I'll buy five iron ingots."

Suddenly, the mustache's expression froze.

Yes, five iron ingots and one gold coin, and you still have to find money. This may be the smallest business that Xiaowang has done recently.
Chapter completed!