Tylock fell silent, seemingly deliberating whether to accept this new price.
After a lengthy pause, he slammed his hand on the table, declaring, "Very well.
I agree.
Excellent.
I shall ensure timely delivery in 5 days," Fong Hao confirmed.
Fong Hao smiled softly as he gathered the blueprints on the table.
He refrained from doing so in front of the others, for some secrets are best kept hidden.
By the way, Chief Tyrock, I wish to acquire some horses and spices.
Where should I go for such purchases? Fonhow inquired once more.
The 10 horses within the territory were insufficient to transport goods, especially with a recent order of 3,000 sets of armor, necessitating a greater number of steeds.
It would be prudent to procure more to avoid any shortfall when the time comes.
You can find all these in the market.
Feel free to explore.
As for safety, you need not worry.
No one dares to cause trouble in Manom, Tyrock replied solemnly.
Very well.
I shall not disturb your rest any longer, Fong House said, stepping out of the chief's hall, leaving the 24,000 battle coins in Tyrock's custody until after his purchases.
Outside air, waiting quietly, greeted Fong How with joy upon his emergence.
"Master, was everything smooth?" she asked with a bright voice.
"Indeed, it was quite successful.
I've earned a considerable sum and secured an even larger order.
Fong Hao replied, striding forward with a smile.
That is splendid.
Where shall I go next? Air continued, following closely in his wake.
Fong Hao's direction was not towards the stables, but towards the market.
We shall purchase some horses and the spices you mentioned, he stated.
Oh.
Air responded, silently trailing behind him.
Upon their arrival at the market, the bustling heart of Manm greeted them.
The area was filled with numerous stalls.
Each merchant voseiferously hawking their wares.
The presence of a wandering human in the orc market attracted considerable attention with many greedy eyes appraising Fong Ho from head to toe.
Unfazed, he ambled through the market with confidence.
While air, a tad timid, kept close behind him as they perused the market.
Fong Hao soon realized that while the stalls appeared plentiful, the variety of goods was quite limited.
Many vendors merely displayed a cloth with a couple of animal hides or unknown ores for sale.
What are the prices for these stones? Fongo inquired, crouching before a female orc stall to inspect the displayed resources.
Beast tooth stone 55, natural gem 22, trace of the earth 3, trace of the savage 5, trace of violence 5.
The remaining items were various pelts which Fong how deemed unnecessary.
What have you chosen? The female orc corrected him.
She belonged to the demon orc lineage with enormous jaws and a muscular physique.
Her bare thighs covered in a thick layer of hair akin to wearing furry trousers.
I'll take all of these.
Fongghao indicated the beast tooth stone natural gem and all the resources displayed.
All of them? The female orc inquired with a hint of surprise.
Well, if you can offer me a favorable price, I might consider purchasing everything.
Funo smiled slightly.
Such an opportunity to acquire a vast quantity of rare resources in one go was indeed a rarity.
With sufficient currency at hand, he could either upgrade his buildings or make reserves.
We be paying in currency or through barter.
Battlefire coins.
Very well just a moment.
The female orc fell silent, calculating a reasonable price in her mind, careful not to frighten away the wealthy patron before her.
I'll take everything for 55 battlefire coins.
How does that sound? After a pause, the female orc spoke again.
I prefer round numbers.
I'll take all for 50 battlefire coins.
Agreed.
The female orc was quite straightforward, readily accepting the offer.
The two exchange currency for goods, completing the transaction.
Meanwhile, a number of orcs began to gather around Fong Ho.
As he rose, one approached him, asking, "Human, sir, do you have an interest in these gems? I have several natural gems available at a discounted price.
I have some as well.
Take a look.
Soon, a crowd had formed, each trying to sell the resources they possessed.
Before long, Fonha had amassed over a 100 rare resources along with a blueprint he had inadvertently spotted.
Blueprint for wood strengthening agent, bone powder 5, tree sap 4, water one.
Description: A material that enhances the sturdiness of wooden planks.
Chapter 59.
the intelligence map.
After procuring some resources, Fong Hao and his companion pressed onward.
Soon they encountered a stall selling horses.
"How much were these horses?" Fong Hao inquired as he approached the vendor.
The orc merchant, assessing the human before him, scrutinized the absence of weight in his coin pouch with a look of disdain.
However, his demeanor shifted abruptly upon noticing the fiery ring adorning Fongo's hand.
Drawing from his extensive experience in the marketplace, he recognized that this ring was far from ordinary.
It could potentially be a rare magical artifact.
If the human lacked funds, acquiring this ring would undoubtedly be a lucrative transaction.
Upon hearing the human's question regarding the price, the vendor tapped his whip against a nearby wooden board and offered a sickopanic smile.
Dear sir, the prices are clearly marked.
20 gold for a stallion and 40 gold for a mayor.
all of which are capable of breeding.
If you purchase one, you can continue to propagate.
Here, the term gold referred to the currency known as beast head gold, which circulated among various orc tribes.
Due to the orc's inferior minting techniques, the quality of their coins varied significantly with the exchange rate between warfire coins and beast head gold approximating one five.
Thus, one warfire coin equaled five beast head gold coins.
Fong Hao mused, circling the horses.
Tethered nearby were five steeds.
Upon bending down to examine their bellies, he confirmed that there were indeed three stallions and two Mars.
The merchant trailed behind him, maintaining a grin.
"Dear sir, if your funds are insufficient, we could also consider a trade.
For instance, that ring you possess could be exchanged for a stallion," the vendor suggested.
Funhao paused at this proposition.
Although he had utilized the ring sparingly, it was undeniably a genuine magical artifact capable of casting formidable fireballs.
Was it truly worth merely 20 gold here, four warfire coins? It was utterly absurd.
If magical equipment were so inexpensive, he could adorn himself with as many rings as he desired, rivaling even the most powerful sorcerers.
I'll take all five horses, Fong had declared quietly.
The merchant was taken aback, having never implied that five horses could be exchanged.
He quickly retorted, "No, no, dear sir.
I stated that your ring could only secure one stallion, not five.