Recently, the nobles in the southern part of the Holy Roman Empire discovered something strange, that is, an army with the banner of Count Schwartz, constantly marching among various counties. Their public statements were to quell the rebellion. Because the rebels burned, killed and looted everywhere, causing harm to the nobles and law-abiding civilians of the Holy Roman Empire, so Count Schwartz sent his eldest son to organize an army to relieve the worries of the nobles and men.

"Sir Rudolph, our march is getting farther and farther away from Schwartz."

Sergeant Taylor took advantage of the rest of the army and said to Rudolph, who was lying leisurely under a big tree, biting a grass in his mouth and putting his hands behind his head.

"Oh, what's wrong?"

Rudolph spitted out the grass in his mouth with a puff, and then looked at Sergeant Taylor and asked.

"What's wrong, Virgin Mary, our mission is to suppress the rebels on the Schwarz border and defend the town of Movenna, but now we are running to the Lorraine area. Are you lost, Lord Rudolph?"

Sergeant Taylor said dissatisfied.

"What's the hurry? I heard that there are many good things in the towns and cities in Lorraine. Let's go and have a look!"

Rudolph was not in a hurry, because he knew very well that the so-called defense of Movener was just a trap for Count Schwartz to exile himself. Since this was the case, why should he be in a hurry to die?

“Go to the market?”

Sergeant Taylor felt incomprehensible. Every time Rudolph led his troops to a county, he would go to the local market, as if he was just a trip.

"Taylor, my most loyal subordinate, I will give you a task."

Looking at Rudolph who was indifferent, standing up while yawning, looking at Rudolph's back, Sergeant Taylor remembered that before setting off, Earl Schwartz called him into the bedroom of the main tower.

"See the order of the Count."

Sergeant Taylor bowed and said to the Count, as Count Schwartz said, he was a loyal soldier, always meticulously carrying out the Count's orders.

"My son Rudolph will accept my order to suppress the rebellion, but I am very worried that Rudolph's weak personality will make him retreat at the last minute, which will insult the honor of my family."

Earl Schwartz sat on a chair made of oak. Behind the chair was a window, and the light shone on Earl Schwartz, but the Earl turned his back to the light, which made him feel like he was in the shadow of darkness when facing Taylor.

"Well, then Lord Earl, what do you want me to do?"

Sergeant Taylor was surprised. He did not expect that he would intervene in the affairs of the Earl family.

"I will send you as my son's adjutant, and you will help him build an army and defend my territory."

Earl Schwartz stared at the sergeant Taylor in front of him and said to him.

"Of course, I will do my best to help Lord Rudolph."

Sergeant Taylor breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that if he was not careful about the affairs of the noble family, he might inexplicably lose his life.

"Of course, but what should you do if Rudolph goes against my will and refuses to execute my order?"

Earl Schwartz stroked the ring on his left finger with his right hand. There was a turquoise the size of a dove egg on it. This seemingly indifferent action made Sergeant Taylor alert, because he remembered that every time the Count wanted to kill someone, he would subconsciously turn his ring.

"I will persuade you very much."

Sergeant Taylor felt a chill on his back, and he quickly said to Earl Schwartz.

"What if you're useless to persuade?"

Count Schwartz continued to ask.

"Then me, then I..."

Sergeant Taylor stuttered and didn't know how to answer. If it was the Count's enemy, he would wipe his neck with a knife without hesitation. But now the Count was talking about his heir. He was a soldier, not a despicable assassin stabbing the knife in the back.

"Taylor, I remember your youngest child should be three years old, right?"

Suddenly, Count Schwartz smiled softly and he said to Taylor.

"Uh, yes, Count."

Taylor didn't understand why the Earl suddenly mentioned his child, but the feeling of badness surged in his heart. Could it be that the Earl wanted to use this as a threat?

"It's really good. This is a good time to grow up. Let your children come to the fortress and be cared for by my wife. The food here is very delicious."

After saying that, Earl Schwartz stood up, holding the heavy wooden chair, walked to the window entrance, and looked out the window with his back to Taylor.

"Brother, Lord Earl?"

Sergeant Taylor looked up at him in surprise, which clearly regarded his daughter as a hostage.

"Remember, watch Rudolph, if he refuses to execute my commands, then you should know what to do. I will never want to see you fail the task."

Earl Schwartz's cold voice came into Taylor's ears, but his brain seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer, and it was buzzing inside.

"Let's go Taylor."

Suddenly, Rudolph's voice pulled him back from this painful memory. Taylor looked at Rudolph who was riding on a horse. He rubbed his face hard. He must not fail because his daughter's life was in his hands at this time.

Rudolph, Taylor and Rodney, a light cavalryman, walked to the town market together. Their army was not allowed to enter the town, so they were stationed in the woods outside the town.

"Master Rudolph, the market here is very lively!"

The three of them paid five copper coins at the entrance of the town. Even nobles in this kind of town have to pay money. This money can ensure that the guards will not cause trouble for you.

"Yes, it looks like a thriving town."

Rudolph looked at the market in the center of the town curiously. The vendors picked up the cloth with wooden poles and built a pergola. Under the pergola were various small commodities. The vendors kept selling the goods in their hands to the people passing by. On the other side, the butcher hung the meat on the iron hook. Many envious children were eating their fingers and staring at the fresh meat.

Li Shimin: This is also called prosperity. If you meet Chang'an, wouldn't these barbarians think it is a fairyland?

Liu Bang: That is, the smallest village I manage is more prosperous than this.

Li Qing: I know, the West did not develop until two thousand years later. It would be great to have such an active market in a town with less than a few hundred people.

Liu Bang: Alas, a small country is a small people!

Li Shimin: When a young man is rich, don’t spend money randomly. Buy some useful things, and must be supplies and iron.

Li Qing: I know, I actually want to buy some goods that can be bought at a low price and sell at a high price, resell them among counties, be a small dissident, and make some pocket money. I wonder if several bigwigs have any good ideas?

Liu Bang: This is a bit difficult. I only know how to spend money, but I really don’t understand the things that make money.

Li Shimin: I understand a little bit, but it doesn’t apply here. Our Tang Dynasty silk is more valuable, and I don’t know if this is the case here.

Li Qing: Hilarious and crying, the silk you are talking about is silk, which is basically the same value as gold here, but you can't buy it here, let alone I don't have the money to buy it!

Your friend Ying Zheng is online.

Ying Zheng: Did it hit again?

Li Shimin: Boss Ying, find a capable person for the young man who knows how to make money.

Ying Zheng: This is not a difficult situation. The old Qin people only know how to farm and fight. What kind of people understand the businessmen's colorful intestines except Lu Buwei.

When Li Qing thought that Lu Buwei was indeed a business genius, he was really the best in the country in ancient and modern times. However, Ying Zheng would definitely not look for Lu Buwei. These two people fought to the end during their lifetime.

Ying Zheng: But, I can find one, but this person is not an old Qin person.

Li Shimin: Who?

Liu Bang: Who is it?

Li Qing: Ah?

Ying Zheng: He is a native of Qi, and he is considered an elder of the uh, and his name is Guan Zhong. I wonder if you recognize him or not?

Li Shimin: Boss Ying, this is awesome!

Liu Bang: Wow, it turns out that Boss Ying, you know such a powerful person, why didn’t you introduce him earlier?

Li Qing: Worship, worship, worship, worship, the boss asks to hold on!

Ying Zheng: OK, if you think it is OK, go and call.

After a while, Ying Zheng returned to the line.

Ying Zheng: Okay, the old manager agreed, and it took a lot of verbal trouble!

Dingdong, your friend Guan Zhong is online.

Guan Zhong: It’s good to give it to you! Smile, smile, smile.

Liu Bang: Oh, hello, Saint Guan Zhong, Xiao Ke’s name is Liu Bang. His admiration for you is like the water of the Yellow River is out of control.

Guan Zhong: Haha.

Li Shimin: Oh, I have the honor of seeing the Saint Guan Zhong who assisted Duke Huan of Qi in the Spring and Autumn Period to dominate the world!

Guan Zhong: Haha.

Ying Zheng: It’s right, it’s right, hurry up and ask about things. It’s very busy for the elderly.

Li Qing: Yes, yes, I didn’t expect to see the legendary Guan Zhong Da. I was so excited that I didn’t know what to say. In fact, my question is just one sentence. How can I make money and make a lot of money? What should I do?

Guan Zhong: Oh, this young man suddenly asked a question. I didn’t know how to answer it for a while. In fact, to put it bluntly, I just bought more people and sold what others didn’t have.

Unexpectedly, Guan Zhong said lightly and as if he had woken up the dreamer. Rudolph thought it was right. This was just like stocks in later generations, and he was playing a psychological technique.

Rudolph quickly praised Guan Zhong in the group of historical bosses. Guan Zhong still maintained his calm attitude. After a few slaps, he went offline.

"Buy more from others and sell what others lack, huh!"

Rudolph got Guan Zhong's mantra and searched around the market. He found that there were many things in the market in this town.

“Ahhh~~.”
Chapter completed!