Jiang Hao was startled and asked, "What happened?"
Tens of thousands of sows asked in surprise, "You don't know?"
Jiang Hao spread his hands and asked, "What do I know?"
Tens of thousands of sows stared at Jiang Hao for a moment, confirming that he didn't know how mounts were made. They nodded and said, "Mounts are different from potions and equipment. The way they are made is a bit... a bit cruel. You must first kill a Wind Tiger and then refine its corpse to obtain a [Wind Tiger] mount."
Jiang Hao's expression changed instantly.
Realizing that he had just ordered 1.4 billion [North Wind Tiger] mounts, wasn't that the same as buying the lives of 1.4 billion North Wind Tigers?
Thinking of this, Jiang Hao's face paled even more.
Then Jiang Hao thought about the current state of humanity.
The gnolls, wanting the Heart of Immortality, were determined to exterminate all the inhabitants of Earth. They never showed a shred of mercy.
Humanity is currently struggling to survive, so why should it concern itself with the fate of a beast race?
Jiang Hao's expression improved slightly upon realizing this, but the fact that such a major event had fallen on his shoulders for the first time still made him somewhat uncomfortable.
Noticing the change in Jiang Hao's expression, the tens of thousands of sows knew that Jiang Hao had come to his senses, and said with a smile, "I thought you would have a sudden burst of compassion and withdraw your previous orders."
Jiang Hao gave a wry smile and said, "I had no choice. If the Jackal Empire were willing to let this realm go, I could choose to become a saint."
Their conversation was heard by everyone in the hall without any attempt to conceal it.
The city lord of Jinling was the first to react, reaching out to put his arm around Jiang Hao's shoulder and giving him a tight hug.
The tall, thin man then stood up, his eyes showing more awe towards Jiang Hao.
The other two managers in charge of the mounts business already knew what had just happened.
Perhaps it was because they had become more mature with age, or perhaps it was because they belonged to different camps from Xiao Wang, or perhaps it was because they had seen this kind of thing many times before, but their reaction was not as strong as the tall, thin man's.
His face was a little paler, his back was slightly bent, and he was more respectful to Jiang Hao.
With the help of his assistant, Old Wang also stood up from the ground, but his legs and hands were still trembling and he still needed the assistant's support.
Not daring to delay important matters, he waved his hand, and the four men carrying the huge Qiankun bag quickly placed it on the weighbridge in the hall.
128.35 tons.
One of the employees had already written it down in a notebook.
Old Wang raised his arm shakily, but his hand was surprisingly steady. He deftly transferred the gold coins to Jiang Hao and said in a trembling voice, "Sir, the entrance fee has been deducted. Shall we move on to the next mine?"
Jiang Hao smiled and nodded, then turned to the other three managers and said, "Why don't you come in with me again?"
Want to go in?
Of course I want to!
Watching those gold ores fall into the Qiankun bag with a rumble, who wouldn't feel excited?
Do you dare to go in?
I wouldn't dare!
If the city lord misunderstands or harbors resentment towards them, the three of them will be guilty of a thousand deaths.
The tall, thin man quickly waved his hand and said, "No, no, we can't be of much help even if we go in. We'll just wait here, that's enough!"
The city lord of Jinling stepped forward and said, "How about I speak with you all first?"
I couldn't ask for more!
The tall, thin man quickly said, "Alright, alright, I'll have my two brothers introduce you first. We'll try not to take up too much of the city lord's time."
Jiang Hao nodded and led tens of thousands of sows into the "Sun" room.
Ten minutes later, the people in the hall were sitting and talking when they saw Jiang Hao and his companion come out.
The three managers immediately stood up from their chairs.
Old Wang had already recovered. After making a few taps in the air, Jiang Hao and the other man rushed back inside. Only then did the three of them dare to sit down.
Before long, four more servants from the Black Dragon Palace came out carrying a huge Qiankun bag.
He weighed himself, made a record, and then placed the Qiankun Bag back in a corner of the hall before hurriedly going back into his room.
After repeating this several times, the three of them saw that Jiang Hao couldn't spare the time, so they left behind two lists and prepared to leave.
The city lord of Jinling City took it upon himself to hand over the remaining three shops next to the medicine shop to the tall, thin man, telling them to prepare the items themselves.
Then the city lord of Jinling City leisurely sat down in a grand chair and drank tea.
During this time, Jiang Hao and the tens of thousands of sows came out every ten minutes. Jiang Hao showed no signs of fatigue, and the smiles on the faces of the tens of thousands of sows grew even wider.
The city lord of Jinling City was enjoying his leisure time. After three or four hours, he had eaten four or five plates of pastries and drunk seven or eight pots of tea before falling into a deep sleep.
He didn't know how long he had slept, but the city lord of Jinling City suddenly smelled the aroma of food and woke up from his armchair.
I slept so soundly that I stretched lazily and felt refreshed. When I looked up, I saw that the servants of the Black Dragon Palace had prepared a table of food on the other side of the hall.
Several people were still standing in front of the table.
There was Xiao Wang in charge of equipment business, Manager Xiao in charge of medicine business, and four managers in charge of mount business.
On the other side, Old Wang was holding a notebook and talking to Jiang Hao. Jiang Hao smiled and nodded frequently, clearly very satisfied with his gains.
Are you done playing?
The city lord of Jinling stood up and walked over there.
"Sir, look, I've recorded all 145 mines for you, and you've obtained a total of 0.85 tons of gold ore. Would you like me to transfer the money to you now?"
Although Old Wang's voice wasn't loud, it still carried throughout the entire Black Dragon Hall.
The city lord of Jinling City's legs went weak, and he stumbled and almost fell to the ground.
The other six managers, some made no attempt to hide their shock; some breathed a sigh of relief, their eyes burning even brighter; and some tried to appear calm, but their eyes held a deep sense of anticipation.
Old Wang was the only one who wasn't so complicated; his fawning over Jiang Hao was pure and simple, and his smile at this moment was the most obsequious.
Jiang Hao was overjoyed to receive 850,000 gold coins. Noticing a significant tremor in the city-building token, and puzzled, he opened it again.
The main problem was that there were too many system notification sounds in the city-building order, which annoyed Jiang Hao, so he directly turned off most of the notifications.
In the Gold Coin Center, under the player transaction commission section, there was an additional 20.3021 million gold coins.
Could this transaction commission be the commission from this transaction? But I did receive the gold coins I was owed, not a single one was missing.
Jiang Hao asked his question with a puzzled look.
Old Wang quickly bowed and said with a smile, "Sir, you are a major customer of the Black Dragon Palace. How could we let you pay your share?"
It turns out that the Black Dragon Palace had already calculated how much Jiang Hao was owed and transferred an extra portion to pay his taxes.
If it weren't for his status as the city lord, Jiang Hao would never have thought of this level!
Old Wang's professionalism in this business is undeniable!
Holding ten thousand gold coins in his hand, Jiang Hao walked towards the stewards who were watching him expectantly.
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