Rise of Rurik Chapter 164

Bona is Love Choi, and he hasn't gotten into contact with Rurik yet. Rurik has learned about Bona's attitude towards life from the real high priest Veria.

　　 And his mother Niya, and father Otto, inadvertently said that Bona was the one among the priests who liked money very much.

　　 Therefore, from the beginning, Rurik was prejudiced against Bona.

　　 Then why identify Bona as the next high priest?

　　 The reason is quite complicated.

　　 After all, the existing priestesses of the Ross tribe, they basically did not come to be priests as soon as a dozen were born. Some poor women with dead husbands and no children were unwilling to remarry and became priests of the tribe with Veria's permission.

　　 There are other people who are willing to serve Odin completely because of Cengfan, and as a priest, they get the fast food for the tribe's charity.

　　Of course there are true devouts.

　　Villa has long known that Bona is not pious, but this woman has always had a goal, which is to eventually succeed the high priest. For this purpose, Bona is willing to learn those prayers, and is willing to look at the ancient wooden documents.

　　 Except for her, other priests have no opinion, and there are even people who don't trust Odin's existence so much.

　　 The priests are worshipped by other tribesmen, but those who have worked for the priestess at least have nothing to worry about.

　　 In recent days, Bona's deeds have been excessive. But apart from being angry, Veria never thought of removing Bona's inheritance rights.

　　 Maybe there is a potentially more suitable one among these lower priests, at least now Veria can't find out. Besides, Bona has presided over large-scale sacrifices under her supervision after all. If she suddenly leaves the world, it is indeed only Bona who can continue to ensure that all sacrifices of the tribe can be punctual and implemented in accordance with the inherent specifications.

　　 Even if Bona is not promising enough, at least she can preside over the ceremony once.

　　Lurik is probably aware of this situation, and the power system within the priests has been finalized. Even if there are potential opponents, look at the current situation, look at the lower priests sitting there like a sculpture, and only Bona is speaking on behalf of all the priests.

　　 Thinking about it carefully, Bona did not do anything heinous.

　　 She will be a high priest sooner or later, but she can't help but "take office in advance", and then she is determined to live a long and extravagant life of pampering.

　　 It seems that because of her resolute attitude, Bona's attitude has also been shaken?

　　Liu Rick originally hoped that they would continue to make soap for themselves, of course, if their attitude was extremely determined, they would not do it if they didn't do it.

　　 Soap is not too high-tech. It's okay to start a new workshop on your own, but for a long period of time, soap production will inevitably be discontinued, which will eventually interfere with your trade with the big merchant Gould.

　　A businessman is most afraid of stopping production on the supply side!

　　 There seems to be room for maneuver in this matter? Rurik came back and sat on the leather cushion with his back straight: "Can we continue to discuss this matter?"

　　 "Oh!" Bona patted her thigh, "My child, I'm sorry I offended you. I thought about it, but I have to keep making soap. I hope you can calm down by doing this."

　　 "Of course. I would be angry if I knew it earlier, why did you say that the production was completely discontinued in the first place?" Rurik still showed an unhappy attitude.

Bona continued to explain; “My child, at least we are no longer all priests making soap for you. To be honest, we don't need to earn any more silver coins from this job. We have a lot of money now. I thought about it, and I appoint it for you. What do you think of a priest who makes soap for you on a full-time basis?"

　　 "You..." Rurik criticized Bona in his heart. But it seemed that this was the only concession Bona could make.

　　Think about it again, a hardworking person is in vain but rich, and he is likely to become indulged in enjoyment, which is not a good thing in the long run.

　　 is like the big businessman Gould, Rurik felt that this obese guy was afraid that he was originally a patient with three highs, and this was the result of enjoyment. But Gould insisted on buying and reselling for a lifetime, and his own capital operation made his strength stronger.

　　Bona, why is she? It is not his brothers and people who have robbed the Gotland people of their wealth at the expense of more than sixty people.

　　 Before Rurik could speak, Bona immediately appointed a person.

　　Who is that person? It is the Palla who questioned Bona's arrogance that she would wear a sacred antler helmet and give money to her tribe,

　　Lurik didn't know this Palla at all, and he really didn't care about the names of ordinary priests, because there was no clear intersection between them.

　　 was called by name, and Palla sat upright in shock.

　　 For this woman, after she criticized Bona's wrong behavior, she felt that she had been targeted by Bona.

　　Villa is very old. In the past few days, except for seeing more than ten boxes full of gold and silver, she was shocked. At other times, she was always confused.

　　Whoever serves as the high priest can control the right to use the public wealth of the priests.

　　 Bona made many promises to other priests in exchange for support. She has given out ten silver coins to each of the lower priests, but Parla has given only five.

　　The reason here is of course very blunt: you are not doing very well in your daily work.

　　 Regarding this, Palla has trouble telling her. She knew that she had been targeted by Bona, but she could contradict her again. In the future, Bona would serve as the high priest and kick herself out, and then she would be finished! When the time comes, another charge of "blasphemy against Odin" is not different from the death penalty.

　　 Today, Palla had to hold her tresses in front of her with her hands to relieve her anxiety. Of course, Bona clearly angered Rurik, and Palla was still dark in this situation.

　　 "Parla!" Bona said loudly.

　　 "I'm here." Palla said with a sudden surprise.

　　 "Now, in the name of the high priest, I order you to make soap for Rurik. You have no right to deny, understand?"

　　 "I..." Palla just wanted to refute, when she looked at Bona, she was turned back by the sharp look.

　　 "Yes." Palla said nonchalantly. In her opinion, Bona would really get worse.

　　 Then, Bona forced a smile to look at Rurik: "What do you think of it? In this way, we can still make soap for you. Should you be satisfied now?"

　　 Bona stretched out her hand not to make a smile, Rurik looked at Parla again, and could feel that the woman was actually not satisfied.

　　Lurik continued to ask: "This is the only one?"

　　 "What do you want? Do you still want us all to work for you? My child, we are priests, not craftsmen after all." Bona explained.

　　 "Can't it be more? Even two or three people will do."

　　 "No." This time, Bona's attitude was completely determined. But she still pretended to be encouraging and asked the other lower priests.

　　 Is anyone willing? No, there is no second person.

Bona shrugged: "Look, only Palla is willing. So Palla!" Bona looked at Palla's frightened face: "You are still a priest, but you will leave the long house of the priest. You make soap for Rurik. I think she will arrange your accommodation and meals. Rurik, will you?"

　　Liurik felt that Bona was taking the opportunity to fight her dissident. Rurik didn't know what was going on, he believed that was the case.

　　 Bona didn't want to take a step back, so Rurik nodded: "Well, I can do it."

　　 Bona nodded: "Well, our contract is valid. It's the same as Palla makes soap for you, and the profit in it will be taken away by the priest in proportion to it."

　　 "Yes."

　　Lurik felt that Bona really wanted to live a life of dignity and gave up the possibility of continuing to make soap. What should I say about this woman? Does she think of herself too highly?

　　 After all, her actions today angered Rurik and made Rurik realize that she was a bit naive.

　　 Whenever you sign any commercial agreement with others, you should formulate some mandatory rules, instead of naively thinking that you are the son of the leader and the noble status of Odin's blesser, and others will obey obediently.

　　 There is only a priestess named Palla, at least this woman must know the whole process of making soap. Of course, if you count on a woman to perform all the processes, she can of course do everything, it is the output, which is really pitiful.

　　 is to say that Bona is not rare at all for the benefits that a Palla's capacity can give herself.

　　 For himself, Rurik knows that he still needs to continue to rely on soap production to create wealth, and now the supply side is really a good day to eat fat every day, so he has to start anew.

　　 At least, Palla can be a teacher.

　　 As for the soap-making workers, this is easy to say. For example, the father promised to bring himself a group of servants from Novgorod, and even Gould promised to get some servants from the south. Even if the servants are still children, this group of people will not suddenly quit.

　　 Liu Rick thought Bona was no more nonsense.

　　 It seemed that Bona also felt that her abrupt determination was too arbitrary, so she suddenly threw an olive branch to ease the atmosphere.

　　 "Leurik, I think my actions have damaged your interests. I'm sorry. I want to make up for you."

　　 Leurik narrowed his eyes: "Make up? How to make up?"

　　 "I heard that you also had an appointment with the blacksmith. He only makes glass for you. Is it true?"

　　 Bona actually asked her knowingly, and the lower priests had inquired that Clavasson did not secretly sell glass.

　　 Kravasson had no power. He now increasingly needed to hug Rurik, the growing tree. He wanted to kneel down and thank Rurik for giving him the opportunity to make a fortune.

　　 "That's it." Lurik replied slightly indifferently.

　　 Bona hurriedly smiled: "Since this is the case, I want to order some cups."

　　 "Is that so? You can go to him yourself now, so why tell me about it."

　　Lurik still put on a bulging appearance.

　　 Bona quickly explained: "Because... you have a contract. I think, I don't know you, you will be even more angry."

　　 "Your decision is very smart. Since you want to order the cups, you can." Rurik suddenly thought of something, and his half-bowed waist suddenly straightened up: "Let's talk about the price!"

　　Lurik's sudden thought was nothing but making money.

　　 There is nothing wrong with making profits by selling products. It is the ability to sell products with great profit.

　　 Myself and Clavasson successfully mashed up the glassware, and its shape became complicated. It is so rare and beautiful, it will naturally sell for a high price.

　　Since Bona controls a large sum of money, she even feels that she will not have to work hard for her life, and even neglects the future leader. Until now, this woman still feels that her decision is not wrong.

　　 Then set her a real market price! She had better order more, so that the package of silver coins she was proud of could be quickly reduced.

　　Lurik settled down, staring at his beautiful blue eyes: "The most common cup, a two hundred silver coin. Add some beautiful patterns and shapes, and that's three hundred silver coins."

　　 Hearing this, Bona was taken aback.

　　 After these two or three days, Bona had seen the exact appearance of the glassware that the tribe had bought from Rurik and Kravasson.

　　 She asked back: "My child, are you serious? You sell to the tribe, a set is only one hundred and fifty silver coins. To those merchants, it is two hundred silver coins. Don't you treat me as the same as those merchants."

　　 "What do you think?" Rurik asked deliberately and frivolously. In his eyes, many young priests saw his provocation.

　　 "You! Rurik!" Bona said loudly, "Please remember, I am the high priest of the tribe. You shouldn't give me a price that foreigners enjoy."

　　 "But our high priest is still alive, even if she might be sick."

　　 "You..." Bona felt speechless after hearing Rurik's words. Her eyes glanced at the lower priests on the left and right, and she simply didn't notice their strange expressions.

　　Because, Rurik's words were just a criticism, and Bona was anxious that the elderly high priest Veria died on the spot, so she succeeded at the speed of light and took the power of the priest in a fair way.

Bona didn't mention it quickly. She knew that she had suffered a loss. For the sake of her own face and to block the mouths of many potential competitors, she was afraid that another “traitor” like Parla would question her. Own legitimacy.

　　 Bona was cruel and said, "It's the most beautiful glass pot with a long neck. What's the price? Three hundred silver coins?"

　　 "No." Lurik sensed Bona's guilty conscience and did nothing, so he sat on the spot and raised the price.

　　 "Can't it be three hundred?"

"One five hundred silver coin." Seeing Bona hesitated again, Rurik emphasized: "I don't want you to hesitate. Now give me a happy answer, accept or reject! Listen, What prices should be set for all glassware, Clavasson does not have any pricing power. You don't want to discuss with him afterwards now, you can only discuss with me."

　　 "You!" Bona was bitter and couldn't tell, but she realized that she was indeed placed by the child.

　　 is really a kid? Isn't Bona telling some facts that she didn't expect.

　　 Lurik continued to ask: "Do you want? How much? You decide now, I will count down to three!"

"three!"

　　 "Two!"

　　 Bona suddenly yelled: "I want it. Only five hundred silver coins!"

　　 "So how many do you want?"

　　 "This..." Bona looked at the lower priests on the left and right, pursed her lips and looked at Rurik: "Just... five."

　　 "Five? More than that." Rurik's words clearly contained something.

It's all because Rurik saw it. When Bona said the number "five", the lower priests who were dumbfounded, their bodies were shaken, and many people raised their heads and stared. After Bona, grievances and dissatisfaction were silently revealed.

　　 "It's still... five. The situation has indeed changed a bit."

"Are five possible?" Rurik said deliberately, "Look at your people, they should be very dissatisfied. Bona, I believe you will be able to officially serve as high priest in the future. Should you be generous? "

With that said, Rurik continued to behave in a good manner and beat his heart with his right hand to declare that his words were credible: "Look at me. I am a child blessed by Odin, and I have brought it to the entire tribe. There are a lot of good things. There are more than a hundred little boys. I give them enough meat to fill their stomachs every day because I treat them as my brothers. What about you? You should treat other priests as your own sisters, you You should bestow some treasures on your sisters."

Rurik counts the lower priests again: "I remember all the lower priests, including you, are fifteen. Don't refute anything, as long as our Veria is still alive, you are not the high priest. It's just that you are now You can control the priest's public cash box. Remember, you are not the only owner of the cash box, that is the public property of all priests."

　　 These words, Rurik also said to the lower priests who dared not say anything.

　　 Bona quickly took a look at the eyes of the people around her. Although they didn't speak, their eyes explained everything.

Rurik continued: "You should order fifteen, not five! Besides, how can we forget the divine and great High Priest Veria? You have to order for her even more. And you should not just order long The necked pot also needs the most common cup of river water."

　　 "Rurik, you!" Bona was angry, but she couldn't tell.

　　 Liurik deliberately arrogantly, because the atmosphere here has become a little subtle. The expressions of ordinary lower priests became soothed, and some even smiled faintly. This shows that they really want to share a large cup of pie from the huge tribute as much as possible, rather than being monopolized by Bona.

　　 Even Veria, Rurik guessed that she was in a physical hug, so that her mental state was always a little sluggish during this period of time.

　　 But she is definitely not Alzheimer's, and Veria opened her eyes and silently announced her support.

"Fifteen sets! A glass pot of five hundred silver coins. As for the cup, I can give you a preferential price, one hundred silver coins for the most common cup. The total is nine thousand silver coins! How do you think my decision is very kind? ?"

　　 Kindness? Pooh! Bona whispered in her heart that Rurik was the most evil businessman. Where is the child blessed by Odin? Rurik's move wasn't because of Loki's soul possession? !

　　Listen, is this what people say? Loki must have reminded him.

　　 Then, maybe I...

　　 Bona thought about it and really wanted to believe it. She thought that this sacred long house of priests was a sanctuary that could communicate with Asgard in the dark. Possibly, Loki of Evil is already paying attention.

　　 Bona gritted her teeth, no matter whether the gods were there or not, she at least knew that ordinary priests were paying attention to her every move.

　　 "I bought it! Just the price you said!"

　　 "Very good." Rurik patted his thigh, and couldn't help feeling that this little chic looks really a thing. He has only an eight-year-old body, what a beautiful little boy! Become a big profiteer today, but do you always feel so comfortable?

Rurik still didn't want to stop, and continued: “Actually, I can also arrange for Clavasson to produce more complicated style glasses for you, and other utensils will naturally be more expensive. I know that you may take advantage of these. The glassware made by Odin's knowledge and power is too expensive, and you don't want to use it yourself. But you have to consider the feelings of other priests."

　　 "Could it be...More money?" Bona heard, her legs crossed almost unconscious, the soles of her feet were full of sweat, and there was a sudden chill in the warmest time.

"No need! I know you won't pay higher money. But you must give our high priest Velia the best glassware. Remember, Bona! Velia is like your mother, you inherited All power comes from her. You must be kind to your mother, and you must give her noble gifts. Now there are some more beautiful glassware, totaling a thousand silver coins. Would you like to serve your mother?"

　　Lurik believes that Bona now has only choice to agree, and she only has this choice.

"I agree!"

Bona yelled ~www.mtlnovel.com~ and hurriedly accepted the soft request: "My Rurik, the future leader. I have no other intentions, so let's end the order! There are a total of 10,000 silver coins. I can get the payment. Are you satisfied now?"

　　 "I'm satisfied." Rurik let out a deep breath, and the previous expression of displeasure disappeared.

　　 He continued: "That's the same as before. Let's sign another contract. At that time, under the witness of the contract, I will give you the goods and you will give me the money."

　　 Now that she has admitted, Bona knows she can't make any more returns. She thought she had mastered great power, so how could she be slammed by this kid?

　　 This is great! In order to maintain the trust of other priests, ten thousand silver coins became a maintenance fee.

　　Under the current situation, the money is still to be paid out, which is really painful.

　　This is also the case, Bona suddenly realized that maybe she was really naive, and actually thought that thirty thousand silver coins would be able to enjoy the rest of her life.

　　呸! Will other priests ask for more money? If things go on like this, the cash box will not shrink soon? !

　　 "I knew that, I went to him to order glassware when I was full? It's okay, Rurik offended a bit, I hope this kid doesn't hate me." She mentally scolded herself for being stupid and shortsighted.

Bona shook her teeth and motioned to a lower priest: "Go find a good plank and prepare the ink. Me! I'm going to sign a contract with Rurik, and you will soon get your own crystal cup. Ah no! It's a glass, a magic glass from the Valhalla Temple in Asgard!"

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