Born a dragon, I'm sorry?

"I've finished eating."

Irene was a little surprised.

"Yes... yes, Your Majesty." Wangcai wiped his wet forehead and continued, "But Your Majesty, don't worry. According to convention, there will be merchants passing by in two days. We will exchange more salt then..."

"Exchange salt?" Irene looked at the fruits and barbecue on the wooden cart. This dog-headed tribe seemed to rely mainly on dried fruits to trade with those merchants, but now that they eat so many fruits every day, how many fruits can be used for drying?

Wangcai noticed Irene's gaze and quickly explained, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, don't worry! The dried fruits used for trading are saved from the tribesmen's rations, and the portion that is provided to Your Majesty will definitely not be less!"

"That's about right." David said, "Be quick, I can't eat barbecue without salt." Then he stuffed a large piece of barbecue into his mouth.

"Ding Ding Dang Dang..."

A crisp collision sound suddenly resounded throughout the nest, and at this moment, everyone's attention was attracted.

Then a small pile of gold coins appeared out of thin air in front of Wangcai.

David, who had not yet swallowed a mouthful of barbecue, widened his eyes when he saw this scene. He looked at Irene in disbelief, and just wanted to speak, he was choked by the barbecue in his mouth and kept coughing.

Wangcai also looked at Irene in surprise. There were several space gems floating in front of him. It was obvious that these gold coins were poured out of the space gems by the black dragon in front of him.

"Take it to buy more salt, and by the way, help me entrust those merchants to collect various magic books."

Irene said lightly, and put the space gem back to the corner of the nest with the hand of the mage.

"This... This..." Wangcai, the old dog-headed man, widened his eyes. It was the first time he saw so many gold coins.

For this poor tribe of kobolds, whose entire tribe could not even scrape together half a gold coin, the surprise of seeing so many gold coins was no less than that of a poor family on Earth who had lived in poverty for decades and suddenly saw a mountain of gold.

"Is this really possible... Your Majesty?" Wangcai's old eyes were full of tears. With these gold coins, the tribesmen might not have to save their food to dry fruits. These days, many of them have starved to death.

"Cough cough cough cough! Puff!" David hurriedly took out the steak stuck in his throat and shouted "No! I don't agree!"

As a purebred evil dragon who loves money like his life, taking gold coins from him would be more painful than taking his life.

However, his protest was doomed to be useless.

Irene ignored him at all. After instructing Wangcai to entrust the merchants to buy what kind of magic books, she drove these kobolds out of the nest amid their praise and worship.

Compared to those cold gold coins, this not-so-serious little dragon girl still prefers food and magic knowledge that can improve herself.

For her, only with strong strength can she have more wealth.

Without strength, no matter how much wealth she has, it will only be a wedding dress for others.

David could only watch the dog-headed people disappear into the dark cave with the gold coins, resigned to his fate and shrank his neck, choosing to bury his head in food.

......

Ten minutes later.

"Crack...Crack..."

The familiar creaking sound resounded through the dragon nest at the bottom of the lake again.

David, who was taking a nap after lunch, opened one dragon eye, and Irene, who was testing the effect of the spell, also stopped casting and looked at the cave entrance.

Not long after, a familiar figure walked out of the tunnel. It was Wangcai. Behind him was the wooden cart that had been towed away before, but this time the cart was no longer loaded with fruits and barbecue, but wooden barrels sealed with corks.

There was still a thick layer of dust on the wooden barrel, and it looked a bit old.

"Your Majesty." Wangcai stepped forward and bowed respectfully to each of the two black dragons.

"Old Deng, what do you want?" David spoke first. He was obviously a little resentful about the gold coins being taken away.

After taking a look at Irene's eyes, Wangcai pointed to the wooden barrel on the wooden cart behind him and introduced: "This is some wine, dedicated to the two Your Majesties."

After that, he directed the dog-headed man pushing the cart to unload barrels of wine from the wooden cart.

"Wine?"

Irene was a little surprised. She didn't expect that such a poor tribe would have such a good thing.

You know, in this alien world, wine is not as common as in the previous life.

In this world, wine is a kind of potion.

The origin of this potion has been untraceable.

The most reliable statement recorded in the Dragon's Legacy is that in ancient times, a potion apprentice made it by mistake. He thought this potionIt tasted a bit special, so he tried to make a batch to sell. Unexpectedly, it soon became popular throughout the continent.

But the potion apprentice disappeared mysteriously later.

In the countless years that followed, some potion masters successively reproduced this potion, but the taste was different.

After countless years of improvement, it finally formed the current various types and flavors of alcoholic beverages, and the potion masters who specialize in refining this strange potion are called bartenders.

Compared with ordinary potion masters, bartenders have a more noble status. Some famous bartenders who master exclusive formulas have countless wealth and stand at the top of the entire continent.

Because the production cost of potions is generally high, in this alien continent, alcohol is very expensive, and most people can only afford to drink alcohol mixed with water.

Irene roughly calculated that these barrels of wine, even the lowest grade with the most water, are worth a lot.

"It seems that this kobold tribe is not as poor as it seems. They can actually afford so much alcohol." She couldn't help thinking in her heart.

Grabbing a barrel of wine, Irene tried to pour a mouthful of it into her mouth after removing the cork with the hand of a wizard.

Then, her eyes narrowed.

The rich aroma of wine mixed and burst in her mouth.

Irene looked at the barrel in her claws.

This taste...

It doesn't look like it's mixed with water, but it feels like the original magic potion.

She looked at the barrels of wine that were unloaded from the wooden cart, and her eyes gradually became serious.

So much wine, if all of this quality, is worth at least hundreds of gold coins.

Grabbing the barrel of wine that David had just uncorked, Irene called out to Wangcai and others who were about to leave.

"Where did you get these wines?"

Wangcai stopped and turned around, looking up at the black beast. After noticing Irene's unfriendly eyes, he became obviously nervous. After organizing his words, he said: "Your Majesty...this...this is passed down from our ancestors..."

After saying that, he was afraid that Irene would be angry, so he quickly added:

"We didn't mean to hide it from your Majesty. These wines were originally buried underground and could only be used for ancestor worship every year...because...because...there were not enough dried fruits this year...so we dug them out in advance...we wanted to exchange them for some salt after the merchants came..."