The Dark King

"How are matches from the Scott consortium selling today?" Du Dean closed the newspaper and asked Flynn.

Folin Road: "Since the last contract was signed, they have already negotiated an operation plan. They have promoted the role of "matches" in various industries in commercial areas and residential areas. The effect of this match is really good. It is convenient to ignite. The only The problem is that the consumption is too fast, the price is a little expensive, and the sales in residential areas have not been popular, but in the commercial area, the sales have been excellent. In just a few days, the reputation has already started. The financial newspapers in these days have been popular every day. They are all reporting matches, called'magic lighters'."

Du Dean nodded. After all, the Scott consortium is an old consortium that contends with the Mellon consortium. It fully expanded the market value of matches. In this short period of time, even if other consortiums find alchemists to deconstruct the matches, they want If match sales are made, the sales volume naturally cannot be compared with the Scott consortium, and can only grab a market share of 10 to 20 percent at most.

"How much can we get?" Du Dean asked, which is his most concerned issue.

Folin laughed: "The first month's sales have not yet been counted, I estimate that there are at least thousands of gold coins every month."

Du Di'an nodded. After all, the price of matches is cheap. Having thousands of gold coins every month is extremely good. It is a sky-high price that ordinary residents cannot earn for a lifetime.

"Including the money of the textile mill and your compensation, it is estimated that in about half a year, we can accumulate 100,000 gold coins and rent out the wall passage!" Fulin laughed, and once the wall passage was leased, it completely opened up the wealth. The door, when he can cultivate the scavengers by himself, Du Di'an will clear the area for the scavengers to pick up. When the accumulated funds are sufficient, more hunters can be recruited, and the gold coins will also grow like snowballs.

Du Dian nodded slightly, but he sighed in his heart. Half a year, it was still too long. However, during this time, he could train himself. The hunting skills he learned three years ago are now very rusty. He must improve his skills as soon as possible. Only to the extent of an intermediate hunter, otherwise hunting by one's own strength is still too bad.

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Bron family, the second floor of the manor.

Sludi had breakfast and sat on the balcony. The maid helped him gently knead his shoulders. He tilted his legs and read the newspapers of various news agencies delivered today. It was like a childhood homework. What he needs to accomplish every day.

"Someone framed the Milan consortium, I don't know who the real murderer is..." Sludi thought through the newspaper, thinking that the Milan family would not be stupid enough to assassinate the deacon of the trial unless they had something secret that they did not know .

"Master." Outside, the housekeeper walked in quickly and said, "The person who was sent to stare at the lady just sent back a letter. The lady just left the court soon after she arrived at the court, alone, without colleagues."

Sludi frowned, and said, "Where did you go?"

"It's unclear for now." The housekeeper shook his head slightly and said, "Go towards the West End."

"West Side?" Sludi frowned. After thinking for a moment, he suddenly thought of something and sinked his face. He said: "Reserve the car immediately and pick up the young lady at Fort Laine. If you resist, bring it back by force!"

The steward was stunned, and suddenly woke up and nodded quickly, "Yes." He turned and hurried away.

"Stubborn boy!" Sludi's face was gloomy and he asked the maid to change herself a cup of hot coffee.

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In the Lane Castle, on the training ground.

This training ground was originally used for the daily training of the knights and servants of Fort Laine, but it is now a training place for Dudean.Du Di'an came to the field to train. The part where the steel nail was pierced on the arm. After this period of rehabilitation, he has almost healed. He let the waiter adjust the target position, keep drawing bows, the arrows hit the bullseye, and there are few shot mistakes. .

Some vacationing knights and Hu Hu came to the training ground to watch Du Dean's training. For these hunters fighting outside the wall, they were full of curiosity. When they saw Du Dean's archery at the moment, there was a loud cheer outside.

Du Di'an was not affected, staring at the bull's eye intently, shooting at the same time, he was also feeling the orbit of the arrow flying. In addition, he had asked the butler to help him build two bundles of spiral arrows, the arrow is leaded, the density is higher, than The iron arrow is heavy, shooting farther, and the destructive power is more amazing.

Although it is a cold weapon era, the skill inside is extremely complicated. It is not that the arm strength is large, you can pull the bow far, the bow body and bow string, the weight of the arrows are all related to accuracy and distance important influence.

While Du Dean practiced repeatedly, a waiter suddenly ran outside and came to Du Dean, saying, "Mr Du, someone outside is looking for you."

"Who?" Du Dean didn't stop.

"It's the lady of the Bron family, called Jenny." the waiter said.

Du Dean loosed his fingers, and the arrow broke away, nailed hard to the target, and the tip trembled violently.

After a moment of silence, Du Di'an slowly lowered his bow and said, "I can't see you."

The waiter was a little surprised, but this is the young lady of the Bron family. Anyone knows how terrifying the power of the Bron family is. When the young lady went to the house to meet herself, she was rejected?However, he nodded and left. After all, he was serving the rice bowl of the Lane family, and naturally he would listen to the Lane family.

After the waiter left, Du Dean lowered his bow, picked up the arrow, and rubbed the arrow gently with his fingers.

After a while, the waiter returned and said to Du Dean: "Mr. Du, she said you didn't see her, she kept waiting outside until you saw her."

Du Dian frowned slightly, his face slightly cold, put down the arrow, and turned away from the training ground.

Walking all the way to the gate, Du Dean suddenly saw the carriage parked on the hillside outside the manor, and a young girl in formal priesthood standing in front of the carriage, looking on tiptoe, saw Du Dean walking to the gate, with a few faces exposed Diversity.

Du Di'an looked at the girl from a distance. In the past three years, the latter has faded a little of the girl's tenderness, a little more girlish atmosphere, and the cheek outline is faintly as before, more beautiful and moving.

He stared at her for a moment and walked straight over.

After a lapse of three years, Jenny saw Du Dean again. The boy three years ago is now tall and thin, with a straight body and a more handsome appearance, but the lines on his face are a little more indifferent. The black eyes are like stars in the dark, especially deep. She looks at Du Dean step by step. Her mood is complicated, which is both guilt, sadness, and self-blame.

"I'm sorry." After seeing Du Dean approaching, her eyes were flushed and whispered: "I read the newspaper, you were wronged, I... I'm sorry!" She knew how much damage she had caused to the boy , No language can be recovered.

Dudi looked at her quietly for a moment, and shook his head slightly, saying, "I don't blame you on this matter. Now that the matter is over, the past is gone, and the broken mirror will not be rounded again. Your apology, I received it, and I will , Do not owe each other."

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I’m here today. It’s too late. Don’t wait any longer. Old Gu will wait for a while. It will be scheduled to change at ten and twelve tomorrow morning. Continue to code after waiting.