Chapter 12
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After fusing the weapons, Watson sprinkled a handful of chicken feed on the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken. He then returned home with a Bronze-tier Thornvest and the Stormsword, which he was prepared to give to his big brother in a few days.
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When he went downstairs, he saw his big brother explaining to his father about Wesley and the others.
“There’s no need to mention such a small matter. I’m a Baron after all, just a rich man with a little money. What can he do to me? With you and Watson around, there’s nothing to worry about. Catherine is still waiting for me. I’ll go back first.”
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Edward’s tone sounded distinctly sour when he mentioned Liszt.
“Father, there’s something else I want to tell you. It’s about Watson…” Vincent hesitated. Just as he was about to explain, he shut his mouth after suddenly seeing Watson walk out of the room.
“What is it you want to say?” Edward asked in puzzlement.
Watson also pretended not to know anything and walked over. “What’s wrong, Big Brother?”
“Nothing.”
Vincent shook his head and held back the words he wanted to say. He had just seen Watson produce two pieces of Bronze-tier equipment in the chicken farm with a flick of his finger. In fact, he still felt like he was dreaming at that point.
Was it magic?
Or was it an illusion?
He would not have believed such things if he had not secretly seen it.
If someone told him that there were people in that world who could forge Bronze-tier equipment without forging, he would treat as a complete joke. His father probably would not believe it even if he said it. With such an ability, the equipment could be sold a large sum of money could be earned, so long as Watson kept forging.
At the thought of what Watson said about ‘knowing a little about forging’, Vincent felt lost for words. If that was what Watson meant by ‘knowing a little’, the other blacksmiths would be completely useless!
Feeling that there was no point in saying anything more, Vincent shook his head again. “I’ve been busy all day and am a little tired. I’ll go and have some rest.”
He decided to go back and have a good sleep to calm his mood down.
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The sun was setting in the west.
There was another farm was ten kilometers away.
Although the farm was not huge, it still occupied thousands of square meters. There were dozens of farmers working in the surrounding fields, swinging their hoes and sweating profusely.
The eastern border of the Holy Dragon Kingdom was vast and sparsely populated. It had endless fields, and those fields as well as the nearby labor force were basically owned by big farmers. The bigger the farm, the stronger the financial resources and the better the treatment given. Taking the Watson family for example, no one was willing to go there even if it had ten acres of land, but the farm in front of them had dozens of workers and was clearly quite powerful.
“Why don’t we choose this one?”
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Zeke stared at the farm entrance and said in a low voice.
He was holding a basket covered with a black cloth, and a faint fragrance was emitted from it.
Beside him, Zenoah was pushing a cart full of meat and flour. He had a blade of grass in his mouth, and after carefully sizing it up, he nodded, “Judging from the clothes of the workers in the fields, it’s obvious that they are well-treated here. This farmer should be very rich! We’ll sell the eggs of the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken for two gold coins each.”
The two brothers sold more than 200 eggs that day according to their family’s request. The two brothers often went to the nearby farms and exchanged some marbles and toys with the people there. They were experts at exchanging plenty of things for the lowest possible price.
If they saw people who seemed relatively rich, they would customize the price and make it higher. If they saw poor farmers, they would lower the price and add some meat and rice noodles as compensation. At the end of the day, they never lost out. It was precisely because Edward knew their abilities that he was not too worried about handing the eggs over to them.
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In half a day, they had already visited more than ten farms within a radius of ten kilometers. They successfully sold 100 eggs, received 150 gold coins and a cart of food. After they finished selling the remaining eggs, they could go back with twice as much gold coins as they had expected.
“Zeke, this family’s owner might not accept it if the price is too high.”
“Zenoah, at times like this, we need to cooperate and strike bargain.”
The two brothers looked at each other and smiled. They walked into the farmland, which erupted in exclamation within a short time.
“What did you say? These are the eggs of the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken?” A dark-skinned farmer stared at the two eggs in Zeke’s hands. He swallowed his saliva and cried out in surprise.
“What is a Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken? You can only get one egg at the price two gold coins. Is this some kind of golden egg?” Someone beside him asked.
They were mere labor farmers who had never read a book, so most of them had never seen the world. However, there were also some people who had been to nearby towns and were more knowledgeable. On hearing that, he explained, “The Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken is a kind of Gold-tier magical beast. It doesn’t have much fighting strength, but the eggs that come out of it can prolong one’s life and increase one’s strength! It’s said that the royal family of the Holy Dragon Kingdom has a chicken farm, and some of the great nobles are also raising this kind of chicken in private.”
“So powerful! But I don’t have that much money.”
“It doesn’t matter if you don’t have it. Everyone, take all the money you have and pool it together. Let’s see if its enough to buy two.” Zeke tried to urge them.
Zenoah followed suit. “Eating one egg can increase your lifespan by several years and increase your strength by more than a hundred catties. You can buy one first and share it with others, then see if we’re lying. We only have ten eggs. They’re all from the nobles of Monte Town and are sold on a first come, first serve basis!”
Monte Town was the nearest town to the border. It was said to be very prosperous, though they had never been there before.
Zeke and Zenoah were well aware of the reasoning behind not revealing one’s wealth. Whenever they went to a farm, they sold ten eggs at most. They lied and said that they had picked them up from town and would not sell even one more. That way, no one would try to have any ideas about them.
“Quick, everyone, take out your money.”
The group of people discussed and they from their pockets the money they had worked hard to save. They gathered it together to discuss how they would split it later.
As Zenoah mentioned, farmers relied on their strength to earn money. After eating the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken, they would be able to increase their strength and do more work. They would also be able to live for another two years. Why would anyone decline such a good thing?
In a short while, the dozens of farmers present had gathered more than 180 silver coins. The two Singh brothers could only ‘Bear the pain’ and sell the two eggs. After that, they said, “There are still some eggs left. Can one of you ask the owner if he’s interested in buying the remaining eggs?”
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A farmer turned around and hurriedly ran into the farm. As he ran, he shouted, “Master Miles, there’s people outside saying that there have eight Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken. Do you want to buy them?”
“Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken eggs? Such a valuable thing. He’s not a swindler, right?”
A middle-aged man with a rich build and dressed luxuriously walked out and followed his farmer to the outside of the farm. He stared at Zeke and Zenoah before frowning.
As a farmer, Miles had naturally heard of the name of Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken. In fact, he was in the magical beast business, but had never seen such a precious magical beast with his own eyes. Where did those two youths in shabby clothes get the eggs?
“So you’re the landlord here. These eggs were secretly picked up by us from Monte Town. The price is two gold coins per egg, but you can get all them for fifteen gold coins!” Zeke took out eight eggs and said generously. The remaining eggs were hidden under the rice noodles in the cart. One would not be able to notice them if one did not look carefully.
“Monte Town? Are you sure?”
Miles had a strange look on his face. “I just went to Monte Town a few days ago. I haven’t heard of anyone who got Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken.”
“We met a passing caravan and picked up these eggs from behind their car. So, they might not be from Monte Town.” Zeke and Zenoah looked at each other and said telepathically, “It doesn’t matter how the eggs came. Are you going to buy them or not. If not, we’ll leave.”
“Buy? Why wouldn’t I buy? Tell me, did the caravan leave from the Monte Town’s north gate or south gate?”
“South gate.”
“Hehe, there are only two gates in Monte Town. Where did that south gate? You’ve never been to Monte Town. Men, arrest these two swindlers.”
Miles deliberately tested them and found out that they were lying. He sneered and waved his hand. Dozens of farmers around him immediately picked up hoes and rushed up maliciously, much to Zeke and Zenoah’s dismay.