Chapter 419: Three boxes of silver

Chapter 419: Three boxes of silver

Of course, Pobo wouldn't come back alone. Behind him was a long group of private soldiers and bodyguards. He made his business from Norma. In the middle of the road, he also passed through the Black Pine Mountains, the desert kingdom, and other places. It was certainly impossible for him to run business without a strong private group to protect him.

And on the way back to Westwind Town, there were all kinds of stuff bought from different places in the caravan.

"I haven't been back to Westwind Town for a long time. When I came back this time, I realized that the size of the town has increased a lot, and there are many novel things. Just now, I saw a big car outside the north gate and ran over from my caravan. I was really shocked."

Robb laughed, "what do you think? Is it interesting?"

"It's really interesting. I'm wondering how much I can make from buying a train and selling it."

This guy was really a high-end merchant. He wanted to sell the train as soon as he opened his mouth, which made Robb stunned. Then he laughed. "Even if I'm willing to sell it to you, how are you going to transport it away and sell it to people?"

After pausing for a moment, he laughed and said, "hahaha, I can't move it at all, but it can move me."

Robb smiled and said, "by the way, thank you for sending me the news. If it weren't for your letter, I wouldn't have known that."

"It's not a big deal. It's not a big deal," said Pobo with a smile

After greeting, they were about to get down to business.

Seeing that Robb and the fat merchant seemed to have a good conversation, the Elsie came over and said, "Hello, I'm Elsie, the commander of Robb's personal guards."

However, Robb answered on behalf of Pobo, "silver!"

Hearing the two words "silver", the commander was also moved.

This was a very rare ore, even rarer than the mithril. If it was used to make weapons and defensive equipment, the effect would be astonishing. It could be said that all of them were holy and sharp weapons. Of course, this kind of thing was also very expensive. It was dozens of times more expensive than ordinary gemstones and crystals.

Pobo chuckled, "It's hard to find it. I've traveled all over the desert kingdom and Norma. It took me a long time to get the clue of silver in a small village beside the mountain. Then I was introduced to the dwarves in the mountain and bought these three boxes of silver from them. You know, the dwarves like making equipment most. These silver are also an important raw material for them, and they were reluctant to sell it to others easily. I took out many refined weapons and defensive equipment made by Father and asked them to give me these three boxes of ores. "

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but admire Robb. The dwarven race were the best craftsmen in the world. The weapons and defensive equipment they made were top-grade goods that both humans and elves scrambled for.

When he first met the dwarves, they didn't want to sell anything. To his surprise, when he took out the weapon made by Robb, they were so shocked that they almost knelt down on the spot.

Although it was hard to tell the value of the equipment, the dwarves had better taste. They only took a look at it, and the exquisite workmanship and magic enchantment took their eyes. On the spot, they wanted to buy the equipment from Pobo, take them back for learning and imitation.

As a result, in an instant, Pobo changed from the passive side to the active side, sitting on the ground and asking for a high price, and tricked the three boxes of silver mine stones from the dwarves.

Robb smiled and said, "there are three big boxes. That's great. You really helped me a lot this time. You have traveled almost half of the world to find this thing for me. I can't let you run away for nothing. You won't lose any copper coins. I'll ask the maid to give them to you later."

"Are you going to turn these into silver swords? If so... I want to buy them from you and then find a buyer... It's great to make money. I've fallen in love with this feeling."

"Go!" Robb angrily cursed, "nonsense! How can precious silver be used to make a sword? What I want to do is a weapon that is ten thousand times more powerful than a sword. No, maybe one hundred thousand times."

As soon as these words came out, the two of them, Pobo and Elsie, were both shocked. The sword was the king of weapons! Silver was such a good thing. What would he use it for? What else could be better than a sword?