Casting spells

"Hehe, an impatient guest. It's okay, I like your directness. I counted just now, and there are a whole 30 gold bricks on the table. According to the weight and volume of each piece, I will give you [-] golden dragons I don't know what you want?" Baelish crossed his hands and offered what seemed to be quite generous terms.

As the finance minister of the royal family, he knows very well how many golden dragons can be cast after all the gold nuggets in front of him are melted, and how much benefit he can get from it...

Chapter 96 Meeting and Digging

"Is there only [-] golden dragons?" Zhang Cheng questioned with a half-smile.

Although he hadn't seen a golden dragon so far, judging from the fact that "Hunting Dog" alone was able to take away the [-] reward for the champion of the tournament, a golden dragon definitely didn't weigh much.

In addition, when casting precious metal currency, it is necessary to mix some common metals such as lead, iron, copper, etc., the mixing of conscience is about one-tenth to one-seventh, and the unscrupulous ones can even mix close to more than a quarter.

This also means that the gold nuggets placed on the table can be conservatively estimated to cast about [-] to [-] golden dragons.

After all, Junlin City's metal smelting and casting capabilities are still at a relatively backward level, and it is difficult to give a clear ratio of the specific loss in the middle.

But "Littlefinger" was lucky, he actually wanted to use [-] gold dragons to get rid of him, and eat more than twice the net profit by himself, it was really blackhearted to the extreme.

If it weren't for the fact that direct consumption of gold would cause a lot of unnecessary trouble, he wouldn't even say a word of nonsense, and just turned around and left.

Baelish obviously also realized that the young people sitting across from him were by no means small traders who were easily deceived, let alone bandits and pirates doing business without capital, and immediately asked with a smile, "Then how much do you think it should be?"

"I think three thousand golden dragons is a very suitable price." Zhang Cheng gave his psychological price without thinking.

"Three thousand? No, no, no, my young friend, you are too greedy, and you also don't realize that this is not an ordinary transaction. I can guarantee that if you take this gold to the market to buy something, at most you will After three days, someone will start to trouble you. But if you sell the gold to me, then these troubles will no longer exist. Since eighteen hundred gold dragons can't satisfy you, I might as well increase it a little bit, two How about the thousand four hundred golden dragons?" Baelish gave a slight threat while making a slight concession.

For the hint of "Little Finger", Zhang Cheng smiled contemptuously, a violet light flashed in his pupils, and then with the help of arcane energy, he instantly shaped a square gold brick into a delicate small dagger, and then Standing up and sticking to his ear, he warned in a low voice: "Lord Petyr Baelish, please don't show off your tricks in front of me, let alone think that no one knows what you have done. Do you know? This world There are always some incredible powers in the world, such as dragons, or magic..."

After saying this, he placed the dagger lightly on the table.

Baelish carefully picked up the golden dagger, caressing the exquisite notches on it, with an expression of disbelief all over his face.

It took a full minute before he came back to his senses, and asked in an uncertain tone: "Are you a wizard? I heard that there are a small number of people with extraordinary abilities living in the Temple of Immortality in the city of Qarth." Man, you must be one of them, right?"

"The wizard of Qarth City? Hehe, no, please don't compare me with those rubbish." Zhang Cheng deliberately pretended to be arrogant and shook his head. "True magic is not just vague prophecies, nor horror stories used to scare children. It can be fire, frost, lightning, and it is a force that can crush all enemies head-on."

"Great and incredible power..." Baelish muttered to himself, and finally took a deep breath and agreed: "Okay, just as you said, three thousand golden dragons. But there is one As an additional condition, you have to tell me why you came to King's Landing, and what is your purpose?"

"Purpose? If I say that I am here to participate in a martial arts tournament, you probably won't believe me, will you?" Zhang Cheng returned to his seat and shrugged his shoulders with a smile.

"Hahahaha! You are so humorous. I have to admit that you may indeed possess some incredible power, but once you enter the duel field, even the weakest contestant can easily defeat you." Baelish glanced at it With Zhang Cheng's thin body, he laughed and joked.

"Don't be so sure, Earl. How about we make a bet?" Zhang Cheng deliberately pretended to be unwilling to admit defeat and offered the invitation.

Bai Lixi nodded nonchalantly: "No problem! Tell me, what is the bet, and how much is the bet?"

"How about betting on the long spear competition of this martial arts tournament? If I don't win the championship, then I will do something for you for free, no matter what it is. But if I win the final championship, you promise to do it for me for free Do what you can." Zhang Cheng quietly dug a big hole for the other party.

Even with his current physical fitness, not to mention resisting the frontal impact of the lance, a slightly stronger farmer might be able to pull him off his horse.

But according to the task given by the parchment - swordsmanship, as long as he kills fifty opponents, he can immediately get a melee career template, plus protection magic and simple armor weapon enchantment, no one can hit him .

"Oh? You seem quite confident?" The cunning Baelish didn't immediately give an affirmative answer, but continued to test the details.

He always had a premonition that the mysterious young man in front of him seemed to know what he was planning.

"I've always been very confident. How about it, do you want to take a gamble? Oh, yes, if it's convenient, help me buy a noble title. I believe there are many descendants of down-and-out nobles who are willing to donate their family and surname, In exchange for a generous reward." Zhang Cheng was not polite at all, and directly began to use the complex and huge network of relationships behind "Little Finger".

Staring at the two grey-greens, Baelish seemed to want to see through the opponent's true face hidden under the false disguise. After about a dozen seconds, he replied with a smile: "Okay! I bet! But the noble status is slightly higher. It's a little troublesome, I suggest you spend a little more money to settle it all at once, so as to save trouble in the future."

"How much do you need to spend more? Is two hundred gold dragons enough?"

Because of impostors, Zhang Cheng has already experienced it once, so he is familiar with it.

Anyway, in the medieval setting of A Song of Ice and Fire, where transportation and communication are extremely inconvenient, it takes only a few months or even a few years to find out whether a person is himself or not. Don't expect to get any results. Worry.

"Give me five hundred golden dragons, and I will give you a knight title without any disputes, and I promise that even if you use it to participate in the tournament, you will not reveal any flaws." Baelish clearly saw that Zhang Cheng needed this noble title very much , decisively removed the high price.

"Deal! Now please pay me [-] gold dragons, and then all the gold ingots on the table will belong to you, Lord Earl." Zhang Cheng didn't intend to get too entangled in money, and quickly agreed.

In fact, if it wasn't for the strong restriction on the power of magic, he wouldn't need to worry about money at all. He only needed to create a few enchanted weapons or armors, and he would be able to make huge profits immediately...

Chapter 97 Game on!

As a withdrawal voucher bearing the seal of the royal finance minister was handed over to Zhang Cheng, the transaction was finally completed.

He only needs to go to any mint near King's Landing to show the certificate, and he can immediately take away [-] newly minted brand-new golden dragons without worrying about any trouble.

Of course, such a bill with [-]% cashability is itself equivalent to a transaction currency, which can be brought to the market to buy bulk commodities, and no merchant will refuse, at least not before the outbreak of war.

Just as he was folding the receipts and stuffing them into his pocket, "Littlefinger" suddenly raised his arm and made a subtle gesture.

moment!

A sharp dagger sliced ​​across Billy's throat with lightning speed!

puff!

Bright red blood spurted out along the opening, scattered everywhere!

The fat man desperately wanted to cover the bleeding wound with his hands, but unfortunately, all efforts were in vain. In the blink of an eye, the blood blocked the trachea, and finally he fell to the ground slowly, suffocated and died.

Until he took his last breath, he didn't understand why the other party wanted to kill him, let alone why Zhang Cheng sat motionless, with no expression of shock or nervousness on his face at all, as if everything was taken for granted.

The extremely weird atmosphere lasted for about a minute, before Baelish said in a slightly apologetic tone: "I'm really sorry, he heard too many things he shouldn't have heard, so he couldn't get out of the room alive, otherwise God knows It reached Varys. My old friend, you know, is not very kind to the mystical powers."

"I completely understand! But please remember, you'd better ask for my permission next time when you do this kind of thing, otherwise I will regard it as a provocation." After that, Zhang Cheng narrowed his eyes and said with a cold expression. He glanced at the killer in the cloak, then got up and left the room.

There is no doubt that "Little Finger"'s repeated temptations made him a little annoyed. At the same time, he also realized that none of these old fritters who had lived in an environment of intrigue for a long time was easy to deal with.

If he joins the power game as a player, the challenges he will face will not only come from the conspiracy behind the scenes, but also a series of issues including inheritance, marriage, war and so on.

You must know that the continent of Westeros does not believe in "princes and generals are better than each other", and the emphasis here is on birth and noble blood.

No matter how capable a person is, if he doesn't have a good family background, he can only serve the nobles honestly in exchange for completely unfair remuneration.

This is why the first decision Zhang Cheng made was to buy a title of nobility, because only by obtaining this title can he become a player, not a pawn in the players' hands.

As for Fatty's death, Zhang Cheng was not surprised at all. To be precise, his fate was already doomed from the moment he stepped into this room.

If the fat man was smart enough, he should have stayed at the door instead of walking in and trying to engage in a conversation that was far beyond his comprehension.

Sometimes excessive self-motivation will not bring benefits, but will lead to death.

Staring at the motionless corpse on the ground, Baelish raised the corners of his mouth slightly, fiddled with the delicate golden dagger, and muttered to himself in a voice only he could hear: "A wizard with mysterious power has come to King's Landing? The situation is getting more and more interesting..."

"My lord, what do you think of the corpse?" The killer asked cautiously.

"Throw it into the sea after dark to feed the fish. Oh, by the way, send two people to watch the young man, and it is best to put some eyeliner around him. I want to know what he eats, what he does, and what he likes every day. Such a woman. I have a hunch that he will become a very useful pawn in the future." Baelish gave the monitoring order without thinking.