The Favor of Chapter 105
"I'll take this strong liquor. Name your price!" Zhao Qirui said fiercely to Qin Mo.
"This isn't strong liquor, it's just alcohol. The fine wine we drink is made by mixing alcohol with water. Uncle, you can decide the price! Or you can have your quartermaster and my steward discuss it."
Qin Mo wasn't stupid. Why would he haggle over prices in such an unequal negotiation environment? This was originally the quartermaster's job; why should I, the dignified heir, 'interfere'?
"Hehe... Your official's liquor is indeed fragrant and expensive, but my General's Mansion doesn't have much money!" Zhao Qirui looked at Qin Mo meaningfully.
"...No money?...I don't have any wine either..." Qin Mo's mutterings were barely audible, at most only Zhao Qirui could hear them.
"Oh dear! My General's Mansion is so poor! But I have rubbing medicine! The storeroom is overflowing, what should I do?" Zhao Qirui looked up and murmured as if he were composing a poem.
A figure darted close to Zhao Qirui, lowering their voice like a spy making a rendezvous: "Uncle, could you give me a plan? How do we make the change?"
Zhao Qirui looked up and waved a hand in front of Qin Mo's eyes.
"As Uncle Shi suggests, five jars of strong liquor will be exchanged for one dose of the rubbing medicine, without any water." Qin Mo nodded in agreement, overjoyed.
"Hehe... Nephew! I have fifty jars." Zhao Qirui gave Qin Mo that disdainful smile again.
"Uncle...this is outrageous! How about twenty jars?" Qin Mo's expression changed this time. He knew all too well how difficult it was to distill and transport this strong liquor.
Zhao Qirui didn't say anything to bargain, but simply changed his hand gesture from five to six.
"Sold... sixty jars per set." Qin Mo grabbed Zhao Qirui's hand and finally settled on the price of "six".
Looking at General Zhao's upright back, Liu Renguang said loudly, "Young Master, one jar of our wine is twenty catties. Sixty jars of strong liquor would cost twenty thousand taels according to the market price in the North. A single dose of the rubbing medicine on the black market is also worth about the same."
Qin Mo turned around and kicked him, making him stumble. She said angrily, "None of them are easy to deal with. Can you buy me dozens of 'medicine' rubbings from the black market?"
Seeing Liu Renguang's sudden realization, Qin Mo kicked him again: "Why aren't you sending a message by carrier pigeon to tell my hometown to go all out in production and send it over here as soon as possible?"
Liu Renguang said hesitantly, "Um... carrier pigeons don't work well. You have to ask Allen to have them train more red eagles for us."
"Alright, alright, I'll go talk to Allen about this." Qin Mo waved Liu Renguang away and went to find Allen herself. As she walked, she wondered where would be a good place to appoint Liu Renguang, with his stupid fighting style, as governor? India? After all, the Indians seem pretty stupid too.
The elves are skilled at taming birds and beasts, but they treat them more as close companions, so their numbers have never increased. Compared to the fierce and swift red eagle, carrier pigeons are still easily intercepted and killed by birds of prey halfway.
Allen hasn't been fighting much lately; he's been spending time with his brothers and sisters. Qin Mo's elven archers have been targeted by powerful orcs in the city. Enemies meeting are bound to be hostile, and a surprise attack resulted in the loss of dozens of archers, causing Qin Mo so much heartache that she barely slept.
"Allen, are they alright?" Qin Mo saw the great elf deep in thought as soon as she entered the elf camp.
"It's alright. Everyone killed a lot of orcs, and they all felt the trip to the north was worthwhile. They even asked me when we'd go to war again?"
"Do you think they still need to fight? Allen, how many of our brothers and sisters are left? This isn't their battlefield... It's all because of me..."
Qin Mo was both agitated and heartbroken. Although the elves possessed formidable fighting prowess, not all of them enjoyed bloodshed. If it weren't for him, so many people wouldn't have died on this northern wasteland.
"The feud between the elves and the beastmen can only be resolved with blood; it's a fight to the death." The great elf was born to fight, and Allen's handsome face was filled with a fierce fighting spirit.
"Allen, I've landed a big deal. If it goes well, it will greatly benefit the officials and improve the situation for my brothers and sisters. I need their help." Qin Mo told Allen about exchanging strong liquor for medicine and the Red Eagles' need for a large number of communications.
"I'll make the arrangements. If you're going to fight these next few days, be careful and don't get too close to me. The orc powerhouses have their eyes on me... Hehehe!" Allen's cold laugh made Qin Mo's hair stand on end. The orcs had their eyes on Allen, but wasn't Allen also eyeing the orcs?
For several days, the Great Xia army launched a fierce siege. The Great Xia's siege defenses far surpassed those of the orcs, and they had a thorough understanding of the city's weaknesses. In addition, their weaponry far exceeded that of the orcs. Under the all-out attack, Ulan-Ude was repeatedly in danger. On one occasion, they even broke into the inner city. It was only when the orcs deployed a large number of elite warriors that the breach was sealed off with countless corpses.
Blackham and Zhao Qirui would occasionally spar, then return to their strange standoff. Whenever either the Great Witch or the Realm made a move, they would immediately be intercepted by the other. Qin Mo cursed more than once, "A hermit is a hermit! If that unreliable Uncle Zhou Yuan were here, things wouldn't be like this."
With the strongest warriors on both sides wary of each other, Allen finally unleashed his full power in the fight, perfectly demonstrating to everyone that the Great Elves were the most skilled elven race in battle. The bright moonlight flashed continuously on the city walls, each flash claiming a high-ranking orc warrior. Or a lone winged warrior would charge into the orc ranks, beheading their leader.
The Great Xia Empire is continuously reinforcing its troops. Once it conquers all the orcs in Ulan-Ude, it will gain an absolute strategic advantage on this battlefield in the Far East. The orcs are clearly aware of this as well. While transporting reinforcements and supplies to Ulan-Ude via the North Sea Lake, they are also reportedly organizing another reinforcement force to bypass the North Sea Lake by land and launch a pincer attack on the Great Xia army outside the city.
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