"Are you a little too fond of Mr. Mitchell?" Bud asked half-jokingly.

With the force of his upper and lower jaws, Bard's cheeks were swelling rhythmically.

Apparently, the beef tonight was very difficult to deal with, but Bud chewed patiently.

"Is there any?" Winters gritted his teeth and poked the beef piece on the plate, and was very angry: "I must call Lannis over later and ask him carefully - how can he make it so unpalatable after using so much meal?"

Bard swallowed the beef that could not be chewed without changing his face, glanced at the plate in front of Winters that looked like a slaughtering site, and reminded him with a good voice: "Don't slaughter food."

"Okay, okay, I'll give you food." Winters raised his hand and surrendered, and just like in the past, he transferred all the meat from his plate into Bud's plate: "Give it all to you."

Bad happily accepted it all: "This is meat, how could it be not delicious?"

"Yes." Winters sighed: "I'm curious about this, too."

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The Baroque mahogany desk that the former garrison officer cherished was used as a dining table. Winters and Bard refused the banquet of the Artemis and opened a simple house in the garrison.

The food was the same as that of all the soldiers of Tiefeng County: beef, radish, and shredded bread.

The sun has actually set for a long time, and the capital of Vorne County outside the window has long since disappeared, but the two "Iron Peak County Guardians" have not had time to solve the dinner problem until now.

To be precise, it was a civil servant who was too busy to have time to eat. While another well-known civil servant who was not well-known, although he was idle, he insisted on waiting for his friends to start a family together.

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"Maybe beef is still the beef of the past." Staring at Bud, who enjoyed his dinner happily, Winters reflected in pain: "It's just that my sharp teeth and stomach that were once as tough as steel have been worn down by the years."

"First of all, your stomach has never been 'tough as steel'." Bard smiled and exposed his friend: "When you were in Guitu, you were very picky in food."

"That's just comparing with you." Winters defended himself actively: "From the overall perspective of the college, I am definitely not a picky eater."

Bard pressed his hands down to comfort his friend and continued, "If your stomach is really 'strong as steel', then it is not entirely Mr. Berryon's responsibility."

Winters thought for a moment and unconsciously raised the corners of his mouth. He nodded and agreed seriously: "Yes, Ms. Navare is also responsible."

Bard coughed lightly and pointed to the beef on the plate: "I mean, these are all meats from old beefs, which are difficult to stew. Now, the price of a two-year-old beef in Vorne County has at least doubled compared to last year. Even if it is high, you can only buy this kind of old and weak cow that is about to be slaughtered."

After saying that, Bad put away his smile and explained seriously: "Not only the cows, but also the bids for horses, mules and even donkeys on the market are higher than last year. This situation does not only occur in Vorne County, but also in Tiefeng County. I think the rest of the new settlement should be the same."

Hearing this, Winters immediately took off the dining plate and took out a hard leather book from the drawer.

After careful review, he held his forehead and thought for a moment before raising his head and asked in confusion: "That's right? But when the Battle of the Great Wilderness was called, I bought a lot of big animals, which was not particularly different from the beef cattle reported by Lannis."

"That's because the price of gold and silver has also risen." Bard picked up the graphite strip and wrote a few lines of numbers on the paper: "Look, it's very intuitive to convert it into food prices, and the price of livestock is at least doubled."

Winters stared at the numbers written by Bud and fell into deep thought.

"According to common sense, wars will cause the price of livestock to rise, which is understandable. But why did the prices of gold and silver soar? The prices of grain fall instead?" Bard smiled bitterly: "To be honest, I can't think of a reasonable explanation - is Mr. Leo in Maple Stone City?"

"Not here." Winters shook his head gently: "Before Sanel sent troops to Jinghu County, he left Xinkendi Province."

"Then... can you contact him?"

Wintersloga thought: "You can send a message through the Navare Trading Company, but no one knows when Mr. Leo will get the letter, so don't have too much hope."

Bud nodded, showing no disappointment or worry, but just smiled gently: "Okay, let's solve the problem ourselves."

Somehow, when he met Bud's calm and tolerant gaze, Winters felt that there was no difficulty that could not be overcome.

"It's my fault to kill beefs and eat meat in the current situation." Winters tried not to show any regrets or regrets, but his fingertips unconsciously left four scratches on the table: "The soldiers are too tired and too hard, I want them to eat more good..."

"No one blames you, and there is no shortage of livestock to the point where the sky collapses and the earth falls. But since you already know the scarcity of large animals, it should not be wasted." Bard then turned the beef back to Winters' plate and joked: "You have never worked for it, and if you don't have enough, you can reach out to ask for it. Of course, I don't know how difficult it is for senior Mason and me."

Winters stuffed the beef into his mouth and chewed it silently.

Bard put down the tableware and solemnly asked: "Do you still have any contact with the little lover of Akagawa?"

Winters was suddenly shocked, and then he started to cough violently. He subconsciously beat his chest hard, but accidentally involved his injury. He couldn't speak for a long time and could only stare at Bud with wide eyes.

"Don't look at me like this. You have never told me about the Chihe tribe. Of course I can only ask others." Bad looked calm and composed: "They all said that you have a lover of a big background in the Chihe tribe. Now the Chihe tribe is willing to do business with us honestly, which is also the blessing of your lover."

Winters wiped off the food residue from the corner of his mouth and asked fiercely: "Who said that."

"I tell you, can you keep it a secret?" Bud asked with a smile.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! Winters' anger was blocked in his throat, and he grabbed the corner of the table with grief and anger. In the blink of an eye, the two corners of the desk that Colonel Zeppel regarded as treasure turned into pieces of wood chips.

"Can you reach this level now?" Bud showed surprise and disbelief in a rare manner, but he stopped Winters from going crazy with just one sentence: "This seems quite expensive."

Winters growled in pain, and he pressed his forehead against his forehead. After a moment of silence, he told Bad calmly: "First, I do know a lady in the Akawa tribe; second, I am not a lover relationship with that lady; third, you have seen that lady, one of the Heds who helped us on Akyu Island; finally, the Akawa tribe is willing to trade with each other, not because of the woman's guarantee, but each needs."

Bud nodded while "yes, yes, yes", and was very careless.

Because the Bishop’s most concerned about is not the lovely rumors of friends: “Since you have a close relationship with the... lady from the Akagawa tribe, can she make the decision to trade horses and cows with us? Now the only thing Akagawa tribe sells to us is wool and sheepskin.”

"Tell me clearly! What does it mean to have a close relationship?" Winters was anxious.

Bud's expression became solemn: "That's nothing to do?"

Winters was speechless. After a while, he stammered: "Then you can't say that..."

Bard directly skipped Winters' reaction and turned to explain the current problem to Winters: "The situation in Tiefeng County is still OK. We can redistribute the temporarily unwanted horses and eliminated war horses. However, the loss of livestock in Vorne County is mainly due to the recruitment of the New Reclamation Legion, and there is almost no possibility of return. If you sit still, it will inevitably hinder the autumn harvest and autumn sowing."

Bard sighed: "Without big animals, there is no way to cultivate enough land. If you can't cultivate enough land, there is no way to harvest enough food. The harm of the shortage of big animals is not today - there is nothing to see now. But next year, famine will surely surge."

"Although I'm not sure about the situation in the other four counties, it won't be better. The lack of livestock is already a common phenomenon. It is impossible to solve it by internal circulation. I can only find it from outside the Xinken area." Bard paused for a moment and said sadly: "You know, this place has always been the place of origin for large livestock. It has become like this in just two years."

Winters' expression also became serious: "I understand, I'll go talk to Skylark."

Seeing Bud raise his eyebrows and revealing confusion, he explained: "It's the White Lion's agent."

Bard's brows stretched: "The squire of Vorne County are all round the bush and asking me whether they can sell some eliminated military horses. If we can fill the gap in Vorne County's service livestock, we will not only prevent the food production cuts next year, but also win some people's hearts."

"Don't hold too much hope." Winters' brows were still furious: "Akagawabu may not agree to trade with us bulls and horses."

"Don't worry, we have a lot of things to exchange for them." Bard comforted Winters: "Mr. Berryon has piled up the iron factory warehouses, and it's worth it even if it's bleeding."

Winters understood that it was Bud's misunderstanding, and he sighed: "What is the main thing we sell to the White Lion now?"

"pig iron."

"No," Winters whispered: "There is no desulfurization and low-quality pig iron containing a large amount of 'toxins' cannot be processed into weapons secondary, because we do not want to provide war resources to the white lion."

Bud already knew it, but he still listened patiently to Winters's words.

"For white lions, cows and horses are also valuable war resources. For low-quality pig iron to exchange wool and sheepskin, the white lion will accept it happily. But if you want to exchange cows, horses..."

Winters's expression was gloomy: "The White Lion will definitely offer another price."

Bard pondered for a long time and replied seriously: "I think it is worth it even if you use ordnance to exchange it."

"You have never seen a white lion, a white lion..." Although Winters and Bard talked about everything, Winters made a lot of determination before saying it: "It's too dangerous."

Bud neither teased Winters' "timidity", nor asked with a smile, "Will the dignified Blood Wolf actually think that others are in danger?"

He listened seriously to Winters and asked, "How dangerous is it?"

"In my opinion," Winters replied slowly: "Grove Magnus of the Kings Castle and Alpad on the other side of the river are not as good as a white lion."

"Then let's find another way." Bard answered bluntly, believing Winters' judgment without reservation: "The arms deal with the Akagawa tribe will no longer be considered."

"No." Winters said in a stunning way: "I'll go talk to the Skylark."

"Why?" Bud was puzzled.

"I believe, in the eyes of the White Lion." Winters pondered: "Tie the three major tribes of Hurd together are not as good as me."

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"Eat something." Bud put the plate back in front of Winters: "Wait a little longer and it will be cold."

"Don't you believe it?" Winters was angry and funny.

"[Unparalleled confidence is the commonality of the leader]." Bard said to him, and he quoted an old saying from somewhere.

His cheeks were flushed. After a while, the cadet with the 21st issue of the Army Academy of the Senas Alliance could not help but laugh: "But when I was studying, I really didn't expect you to be so swearing one day!"
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