Become the city lord from today

In the Sahara savannah, more than 90 people live by herding, mainly raising horses and sheep, and it can be said that 30% of the war horses of this era come from the Sahara savannah.

Sheep are sold everywhere, but all this requires merchants to transport, and Elsa is an orc tribe, and there are too few merchants who come to her tribe every year to buy horses and sheep.

No, it should be said that no businessmen dare to come, and some are also small businessmen who come over, and the amount of purchase is not large, which is also one of the factors that limit the development of her tribe.

"Alas..." Elsa sighed as she ate, they were no longer afraid of starvation, they just wanted to improve their lives, but there was no channel.

"...," Elsa looked down at the lamb on the plate, lowered her mouth, turned her head to look at the maid, and asked calmly, "Is the salt in the tribe running out?" "

"Yes." The maid nodded and said softly, "It's already saving some use." "

"You can do without anything, but you can't do without salt." Elsa pulled sackcloth to wipe her hands, and this salt was also a big problem in her ministry.

"Your Royal Highness, last time the foot merchant said that there was an accident over there in Yancheng, it was attacked by pirates, many salt works have been destroyed, and production will not resume until next year." The maid whispered.

"What do the other foot merchants say?" Elsa frowned and said coldly, "Let's just say that we are willing to pay fifty percent more for salt." "

"This," the maid said, after being glared at by Elsa, "they ask for three times the price." "

"What? Triple price? Elsa stood up abruptly, the lion's tail flicking behind her, and said with golden eyes, "That damn group of Terrans is actually so greedy." "

"Yes, they ask for triple the price, and then exchange it for a war horse trade." The maid said leisurely.

"It's impossible, don't think about it." Elsa waved her hand and snorted coldly, "Those few foot merchants will not do their business in the future." "

"Yes!" The maid replied.

"Abominable." Elsa gritted her teeth, and then sat down, her slender fingers pressed her forehead, the salt problem is a big deal, everyone has no salt to eat, they have no strength at all.

She had already experimented with this, and in her first year in the Sahara savannah, she spent the winter unprepared.

During this time in winter, because no. So that everyone had little strength, and then they were attacked by other tribes, even if they repelled the enemy, they also suffered heavy losses.

"Your Royal Highness, also, we have too many horses and sheep cubs, and by the spring of next year, if no one buys them, there will be not enough grass in the meadow for sheep to eat with horses." reported.

"This..." Elsa paused with the hand on her forehead, this was another piece of bad news, enough output, but no sales.

Now the sheep and horses that are locked up are maintained by grazing, and hay is prepared a month before winter comes, but the sheep and horses eat hay and do not grow fat, which can only ensure that they are not starved to death.

Sheep cubs cannot be eaten, which is related to the Elsa tribe's rations for next year, there are too few sheep cubs, and by May and June next year, there will be a fault because there are too few sheep.

But now there are too many sheep cubs and horses, and it is definitely reluctant to kill them, so you can only sell some of them in the spring of next year, which can balance the ecology of the grassland.

Now the problem is that no one buys ah, those Terran merchants all go to those Terran tribes to buy sheep and horses, but they do not want to come to Elsa's tribe.

"Your Royal Highness, do you want to expand the pasture next year?" The maid said in a deep voice, she only thought of this one way, that is, to start a war, destroy several tribes, occupy their pastures, then there will be grass for sheep and horses to graze.

Elsa closed her eyes and thought, starting a war can only solve the temporary dilemma, there is no way to last, the most fundamental reason is to trade with merchants, exchange sheep and horses for coins, no, exchange for materials, such as salt, linen, iron, ceramics, and so on.

"Haven't there been other big merchants from the Sahara savannah lately?" Elsa asked lightly, and she decided to attack automatically.

"No, merchants are reluctant to come out in winter." The maid replied.

Elsa was silent, she really needed a big merchant to buy her sheep and horses, as for the war horses were not sold, there were not many war horses in her tribe.

Of course, if the value is high, she will also sell some of it, but the Terrans are too prejudiced against orcs, and they are afraid of being robbed when they come to her tribe. “

"When the news goes out, let's say that our tribe has a lot of sheep and horses, and if we want to buy them, we can get two percent cheaper." Elsa said lightly.

She has no choice, next door is the Kingdom of Yingluo, which is also their largest market, if the Terrans do not come to her tribe to buy sheep and horses, then they can only pile up.

"Yes." The maid nodded.

"Whew..." Elsa sighed softly and waved her hand for the maid to go out, she needed to be alone and quiet.

The maid saluted, packed up the things on the table, and walked out.

Elsa watched the door close, reached into her arms and pulled out a piece of animal skin, which was a treasure map given to her by her father, saying that when she had the opportunity or ability, she could go to the treasure map and take out coins to establish a new kingdom of Brutu orcs.

"Father, I disappointed you." Elsa said in a hoarse voice, her intelligence is mostly used for war, and she is not proficient in such things as handling government affairs.

"If only Ellie were there." Elsa put the treasure map away and sighed, "She can definitely arrange people big and small, and I will be responsible for fighting to protect everyone." "

Unfortunately, everyone was lost, and they didn't even see the last one, and they didn't know how their lives were.

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