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"Yes, you can upgrade the vehicle."

After being in business for so long, Windlow only then realized that he could change his car.

Because my thoughts had always been focused on prices and journeys, and my only dream was to have my own store in a big city, I never considered the possibility of changing cars.

Just like someone who often gets things for free, it was the first time I discovered that there were two options: rewarding and tipping.

Yes, if you can’t afford a house, you can upgrade your carriage first.

Windlo suddenly realized, and then immediately pinched Mousse's face. If it weren't for the reminder of this dark elf, he would probably have to drive a donkey cart to do business for the rest of his life.

"Change the car, change the car, Mousse, what is the most important of the five elements of changing the car?"

"It must be the horse, huh? Didn't you just hear me?"

Mousse quickly shook off Windlow's hand. How could he, a dignified Lord of Fear, allow himself to be pinched on the face like this? It was simply a teasing.

"I don't know whether the horses are good or bad, I only know whether the cold lizards are good or bad. Don't ask me to change the horses. I don't have any reference opinions."

Then he turned his head away, glanced at Windlow with sidelong eyes, and sat alone in the donkey cart, humming a little tune leisurely.

The matter fell on Windlow alone, even though he had no experience in buying horses.

But almost everyone in the Old World knew where the best horses were.

With the exception of Bretonnian horses, horses elsewhere in the Old World are of average quality indeed.

Bretonnian horses are expensive, but if you plan to use them for a long time, buying one to power your carriage is a pretty good deal.

He did what he said, and now there is chaos in the empire.

Reikland is about to start a civil war, and the newly rebuilt Solland is also facing a war with the greenskins.

War was not conducive to doing business, and finally, the day before Hemgate Fortress was put under control, Windlow crossed the Axe Pass and returned to the land of Bretonnia.

However, there is one particularly annoying rule in Bretonnia.

In order to ensure the excellent bloodline of horses in Bretonnia, smart Bretonnians will not sell good horses to the Empire.

Lest the Empire use some terrible assembly line or something to mass-produce Bretonnian horses, thus making the Bretonnian horses lose their superiority.

But even ordinary Bretonnian horses are much better than Imperial horses.

Money was not a problem now, the only problem was that commoners were not eligible to own horses.

"You ask me this question? I'm just helping the knight to raise horses."

Next to the stable, an ordinary groom hurriedly drove Windlow out. The imperial people really wanted to buy everything.

This is the rule in Bretonnia. Only the knight can decide whether a horse can be sold.

Of course, before he asked the knights and nobles, Windlow already knew the answer: they would definitely not sell it.

As for stealing, that is even more unrealistic.

In such a land, if you accidentally killed a few peasants, you could at most pay the knight a little money, or even not pay any money, just apologize.

But if you dare to steal a horse, you will be in big trouble.

I had not come all the way across the Grey Mountains to Bretonnia to return empty-handed to buy a donkey from the Empire.

Wendlow and Mousse left the city and looked at the gray mountains right before their eyes, not knowing what to do.

This is the Principality of Paraon, and the most abundant product is various strong Pegasus. Not only are they priced at more than 300 gold coins, but they will not be sold to anyone who does not have the title of knight of the kingdom.

Similarly, most of the Pegasus in the Principality of Paraon come from the Gray Mountains. Some brave or money-loving farmers will enter the mountains, capture Pegasus and exchange them for money from the knights.

"Let's do as the elves do. We will go into the mountains and try to capture a Pegasus to enslave. After that, we will not only be able to do business very quickly, but we will even be able to take off."

Mousse was right, because up to now, Bretonnia had no way to mass-produce Pegasus Knights, and the main Pegasus still had to be captured.

When Pegasus foals were still very young, hunters from both the Empire and Bretonnia were willing to risk the potential dangers of the mountain passes and put their heads on the line to provide Pegasus foals to any noble who was willing to pay.

In other words, theoretically speaking, as long as you enter the Gray Mountains, you will have a chance to catch a Pegasus foal.

While foals cannot be enslaved directly, they can be exchanged for the best horses of the Bretonnian nobility.

If he was really lucky enough to catch a Pegasus as a mount, then Windlow could be considered the first merchant in the empire to have a Pegasus mount.

Next to the stable, the groom saw Wendlow appear again.

"Why you again? I have to warn you, buying a horse is impossible, and stealing a horse is a death sentence."

But Windlow simply jumped off his donkey cart and handed the reins to the coachman.

"I'll give you 5 copper coins for taking care of the donkey cart for a week, okay?"

Is there such a deal? The driver agreed immediately. After all, donkeys are easy to keep, and the last thing the stable lacks is space.

You just need to take care of this thing in your spare time and clean it up on the last day, and you can make a net profit of 5 copper coins. Don't miss it.

"But I have a question. Are you planning to steal horses from somewhere else?"

The experienced horse driver immediately noticed something was wrong. The two merchants who came to buy horses suddenly put their donkey carts in storage.

This definitely means that the two of them will definitely do a big deal in the future. Just because they can’t buy horses here doesn’t mean they won’t steal them from other places.

If I really succeed, the knights will definitely find out about it.

If the stolen horse was a high-quality one, the angry knight would definitely chop off his head.

It's really not worth it to put your head on the line for the extra money of five copper coins.

"No, no, no, how could I steal something?"

Seeing that the coachman had a misunderstanding, Windlow hurriedly stepped forward and pointed to the gray mountains not far away.

"We are going to the Grey Mountains to catch Pegasus, so we are storing the donkey cart."

"You two? Capturing Pegasus?"

The groom, who had worked in this stable for almost half his life, shook his head. In his memory, every year there were hundreds of ignorant guys who entered the Gray Mountains with what looked like high-quality equipment.

Only one person a year can successfully catch Pegasus and return. Occasionally, if you are very lucky, two may appear.

Besides, those guys are carrying all kinds of professional equipment.

Just two businessmen like Windlow, without any preparation, entered the Grey Mountains to capture Pegasus?

"If you want to die, I won't stop you. I won't charge you for taking care of the donkey cart. After all, if you go to the Gray Mountains, there's no way you'll come out alive. The donkey cart will be mine then."