Chapter 59: Chapter 59, Intelligence Map_l
Translator: 549690339
After purchasing some resources, Fang Hao and his companion continued on their way.
Soon, they saw a stall selling horses up ahead.
“How much for these horses?” Fang Hao approached the horse stall and asked.
There are many types of mounts for Orcs.
Horses and seat wolves are among them, it all depends on how the troops are paired.
The Orc selling horses, looked up and down at the humans before him.
When his gaze slid to the coin purse around the waist that felt weightless, he displayed a disdainful look.
However, when his gaze fell on the Flame Ring in Fang Hao’s hand, his expression changed immediately.
Based on his many years of experience in the market, this ring was definitely not ordinary. It could even be a rarely-seen Magic Ring.
If the other party did not have money, getting this ring would be a sure-win deal for him.
Hearing the human asking the price, he rapped the wooden board beside him with the whip in his hand.
Then, with a obsequious smile on his face, he said: “Mister, it’s clearly priced.
Stallions cost 20 gold each, mares 40 gold each. They can all breed, you can continue to propagate them after purchasing.
The “gold” here referred to Beasthead Gold, the currency circulated among the various Orc tribes.
Because the level of Orc coinage is not high, the quality varies greatly, the exchange rate between Warfire Coin and Beasthead Gold has reached about 1:5.
One Warfire Coin is equivalent to five Beasthead Gold.
“Hmm.” Fang Hao responded, and began to walk around the horses.
There were a total of five horses tied to one side. When Fang Hao bent down to look at their bellies, indeed there were three stallions and two mares.
Meanwhile, the merchant followed behind Fang Hao with a still-smiling face. “Mister, if you don’t have enough money, you could also exchange items. For example, the ring on your hand can exchange for a stallion.” Hearing the salesman’s words, Fang Hao stopped in his tracks.
The ring on his hand, while not often used.
Was a genuine magic equipment that could potentially unleash a powerful fireball.
Was it only worth 20 gold here? 4 Warfire Coins?
He must be joking.
If magic equipment were that cheap, he would want as many as possible and fill his fingers and toes with magic rings.
That would make him comparable to a strong mage.
“I’ll take all five horses,” Fang Hao said in a low voice.
The merchant was taken aback; he never said anything about exchanging for five horses.
He promptly rebutted, “No, no, no, mister, what I meant was, your ring can only exchange for one stallion, not five.”
“Think about it, with such a trinket, you can exchange for such a splendid mount, what a profitable deal.”
“If you are willing, you can even take your maid with you for a ride, the broad back of the horse could accommodate any movement of you two.”
The horse dealer winked and leered, displaying the typical “men would understand” expression.
Rabbit women may not conform to the Orc Clan’s aesthetic sensibilities, but they are immensely popular in human city-states.
Everyone knows what they’re bought for.
Fang Hao observed the flamboyantly gesturing salesman and Eira’s face blushed in embarrassment.
Even her pair of rabbit ears turned red.
“Shut up. Enough with the nonsense,” Fang Hao coldly interrupted the merchant’s incessant chattering.
Fang Hao’s sudden reprimand.
Caused the smile on the horse merchant’s face to gradually freeze.
Although conflicts and robberies are not allowed here, this was still the Orc’s territory.
He, a human, dared to rebuke him while only being accompanied by a weak Rabbitman.
It’s time to teach him a lesson about the ferocity of the Orcs.
“You human twerp, I was just giving you a good explanation and you dare to insult me, you must clear things up today or I’ll kill you. Even Chieftain Tellock won’t be able to do anything to me.”
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
With this cold question from the horse merchant, several strong Orcs stood up around them, staring coldly at him.
Fang Hao had just taken out a few Warfire Coins from his pocket. Hearing the other party’s words, he paused for a while.
After juxtaposing the shiny coins in his hand, he asked back, “So, are you selling or not?”
Huh?
The Orc horse merchant, seeing the Warfire Coins in the other party’s hand, had his anger dissipated in an instant and resumed his greasy smile, “Oh dear, of course we are.”
The other Orcs who had stood up prepared for a fight also went back to their own places.
They were seeing for the first time someone who didn’t keep their money in a bag but in their trouser pockets instead.
“Alright, 28 Warfire Coins, these horses are now mine.” Fang Hao didn’t wish to waste anymore words with the man, so he brought out the exact amount of cash.
“They’re yours.” The horse trader took the Warfire Coins with an overtly happy expression on his ugly face.
He then personally unfastened the horses and handed the reins to Fang Hao. Watching the two walk away with the horses, the trader finally understood. The young human delicately unmasked his plot to snatch the ring resulting in the sudden change in demeanor.
But the man did have the money after all.
Plus, the currency he had was the universally acceptable, Warfire Coms.
“Interesting background…” the trader mumbled to himself.
Apart from these five horses, Fang Hao couldn’t find any others for sale.
For the time being, they would have to manage with these five and send them to the station where the carriage was parked.
There, stables were available, they provided fodder and if one wished, they could also have their horses groomed.
Of course, all of this was for a fee.
It was already noon; next Fang Hao and Eira planned to head towards the tavern.
Fang Hao planned to have his lunch at the tavern and to purchase some seasonings as well.
Bang!
As they pushed open the door, the copper bell hanging on the back of the door let out a crisp sound.
When Fang Hao and Eira entered the room.
The originally bustling hall fell silent for a brief moment, then after two seconds, the noise continued.
There was drinking, card games, all kinds of activities.
The tavern owner was a apron-clad Tauren who was currently wiping the counter with a piece of hemp cloth.
“What’ll you have?” the Tauren owner asked.
“Water is fine, and two servings of steak.” Fang Hao replied.
Not all the orcs indulge in primitive behavior; they have their own civilization and customs.
However, their dietary habits were predominantly carnivorous with very few tribes engaging in farming.
“Hmm.”
While the owner was getting them water after wiping his hands clean, Fang Hao noticed several pieces of yellow paper on the counter.
“What are these?” Fang Hao asked curiously.
The owner glanced up and replied, “Various information and resource locations sent by merchants from various places, five gold pieces or one Warfire Coin each. There’s also a slave contract; signing a slave also costs one Warfire Com.” Manim Market was a city with a significant population flow.
Caravans from various places and tribes would also sell some information here. However, the information was not necessarily accurate, and after purchase, verification was required.
So rather than calling it information, it was more like a single-page map. “1’11 take them all.” Fang Hao took out four Warfire Coins and placed them on the counter.
The owner received these, handing him three maps and the slave contract.
The three maps were of [Ogre Base], [Abandoned Mine], and [Unknown Cave], Fang Hao put the maps away, planning to record them with the Book of Lords after leaving this place.
Soon, the steaks were served.
After finishing the meal, Eira bought some seasonings from the owner.
As the afternoon approached.
The two of them left the Manim Market with everything they had acquired that day.
After they had put some distance between themselves.
Fang Hao began to use the Book of Lords to record all the blueprints and maps. [Superior Plate Armor Blueprint (Green) Superior Arm Guard Blueprint (Green), Wood Enhancer Blueprint.]
[Ogre Base, Abandoned Mine, Unknown Cave, Slave Contract.]
Plus the five newly purchased horses, tied up at the end of the carriage, moving along with the team.
And 24,000 Warfire coins, enough for the expenses of the current territory..