To Hell with Being a Saint, I’m a Doctor

Chapter 547

Episode 547 Saving the Countess (5)

Even the next day, Ray still wandered around town with Zahas.

If the reason you went around the village in the first place was to gather information, the reason you are going around the village this time is to make a deal.

No matter how massive the top is, it cannot be self-sufficient by itself.

I had to find a back boat that was reliable enough not to be shaken by anything.

‘I want to solve the problem with grain first.’

Yesterday I sold 20 suk of grain, and my stock ran out.

There were still thirty seats left, but even that would be sold out in three days.

Looking around, Ray entered a decently located grain store nearby.

With the sound of a bell when you open the door, the man who appears to be the owner raises his head slightly.

“Welcome.”

“I want to see some grain.”

Did he feel something when he carefully observed his surroundings?

The man got up from his seat.

“You didn’t come simply to buy grain, did you? sit down I’ll get the car right away.”

“thank you.”

When the owner, who had offered the seat, disappeared, Ray stood up quietly.

Then, without seeing the grains called bora, he wanders around and starts looking at the shops.

Zahas, puzzled by that, asked.

“Is there a reason you’ve been looking around the store since before?”

They obviously came to buy grain.

However, since the person named Danju has no interest in things and only snoops around, he can’t help but look suspicious.

“Most of the grains sold around here are brought from the same place, so the quality will be roughly the same. Then all that remains is how to store it.”

“To me they all look the same. Which one is better?”

“The softer the surface, the better. To make a more detailed comparison, it is faster to feel the temperature yourself.”

As Ray spoke, he stretched out his hand and focused on the temperature he felt in his palm.

Previously, he had learned from Derp how to feel the right temperature.

I put my hand on the brazier and yelled at him to feel the warmth, which made my hand feel hot for several days.

If he had been the culprit, his palms would have been burned by the brazier.

Let’s refresh our memory and gently put our hand on the stall with grain.

‘Hoo.’

Moderately cool wind blows.

Did they install magic tools to store grain?

Looking at the fact that they even put up a tent to avoid direct sunlight, I think it’s a pretty trustworthy store.

I was lucky enough to find a good shop from the beginning.

Just in time, the owner brought the car out.

“Eat.”

“Thank you.”

“So what’s going on with your store? As I said before, I don’t think I came here to buy grain…”

He was quite quick-witted.

Ray looked at the grain without answering the man’s question.

“It is very well maintained.”

It is of better quality than the grain from the store that sold twenty seats yesterday.

Maybe it’s the difference in how you store it.

Ray was admiring the owner’s professionalism in handling grain while using magic tools.

The man nodded his head proudly.

“I wouldn’t say it’s the best in the territory, but it will be the best in the village.”

I also like the confidence.

Just like the owner’s confidence, the grains are well managed.

Thinking there was nothing more to look around, Ray made up his mind.

“I want to make a deal.”

Even though the words were sudden, the man took a calm attitude as if he had already expected them.

“Tell me.”

He is a man who knows how to negotiate.

Even if the store hadn’t been located in an unpopulated alley, it would have held a significant position among other upper-class merchants.

Ray took out the parchment he had prepared.

I asked Count Sylvester to prepare it.

It is a ‘trade permit’ that is absolutely necessary to go up in an advantageous position.

With this permit, even trade with other countries, which are said to be difficult to obtain even by the upper ranks, becomes possible.

The foundation for the top to grow was prepared from the beginning.

Does the company also know the meaning of trade transactions?

The owner’s eyes, which had been trying to listen to the story just a little while ago, sparkled brightly.

“You mean Count Sylvester gave permission?”

Although it was obtained through force rather than persuasion.

Ray nodded innocently as if nothing had happened.

“That’s it.”

If the count had refused, it was a permit that he would have ripped off with a slap on the cheek.

In the eyes of the host, who did not know the full story of the incident, Ray could only be seen as a talented young merchant.

“It’s a big deal. You haven’t been the one to grant trade permits before.”

“It’s a permit written for you saying that you’re particularly interested in it this time.”

“Heh heh heh. It seems that he has managed to win the earl’s favor. I’ve been living in this village for over thirty years, but not a single guild has ever received a trade permit.”

It will.

It must have been that the upper ranks of Count Sylvester were relatively small compared to other territories because they did not arbitrarily grant trade permits in the first place.

The man who looked down at the permit at the upper level let out a drool.

“What do you want?”

Finally asked for bait.

Ray tried to hide his excitement and spoke calmly.

“Please deliver grain to this merchant group.”

“How much do you want?”

After thinking for a moment, Ray raised a finger.

“For starters, 100 seats per month is enough.”

“A hundred seats on the ship?”

One hundred seats of rice is an amount that can only be sold at the upper level of a small and medium-sized business specializing in grain.

Where the hell are you going to spend that much?

The owner shook his head.

“One hundred seats is too much for us. All we can deliver right now is forty seats.”

“Forty seats. Is there any way to increase the amount?”

“There is a way if you place an order in the place where you are trading… but if there is a loss…” he

says and glances at you.

In other words, if you trust the upper class and order 100 seats of rice, but the person who decides to buy runs away, it is because the owner has to take all the responsibility.

The concern was even greater because the amount was not small.

When he couldn’t decide on the extension, Ray silently took out a piece of money from his bosom.

one platinum coin.

However, its value was far more valuable than gold coins.

“Will this be all right?”

At his words, the host opened his mouth.

I’ve seen many gold coins, but this is the first time I’ve seen imperial platinum coins.

No matter how much it is to buy a hundred seats of rice, I never thought I would give out a platinum coin.

The owner asked, unable to close his open mouth.

“Are you really giving me platinum coins?”

The tone of voice also changed to politeness.

“It’s not just giving. It is handed over under the condition that we continue to do business with the Bonn Merchant.”

Is the transaction a problem!

He was ready to tear down even the door of the shop and offer it if necessary.

“Of course. It’s about 100 grains, so I’ll tell the customer. By when should I be ready?”

Mmm.

There are still 6 days left to make the armor, so it’s better to do it as soon as possible.

However, since I had to prepare for the grain business before that, a week or so would be appropriate.

“Please within a week.”

“It’s a week. All right. To commemorate today’s meeting, we will pay for the wagons to load the grain.”

Of course, since I received a platinum coin, that would be natural.

As soon as the conversation seemed to be over, Ray got up from his seat.

“I’ll come back in a week.”

“I will be waiting for you.”

In an instant, in the mind of the owner, Ray was elevated from a fledgling upper-class to a high-ranking member of the upper class.

All I had to do was do this.

In a trade, the one with the upper hand always benefits.

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As we left the grain store, Zahas said anxiously.

“I wonder if it will upset me that I handed over the platinum coin.”

It is a platinum coin that is said to be made by summoning dwarves only on special days in the Lessian Empire.

Spending all that money on grain trading?

I couldn’t help but worry that all the hidden funds of the upper house had gone out.

“Do not worry. Soon you will be earning more than a single platinum coin can compare.”

Those words make me wonder if I’m dreaming a dream beyond being optimistic.

Zahas said without losing.

“How can you be so sure? I’ve heard that going up is as dangerous as sailing in the middle of the sea in a boat without a sail. If you, too, are leaders of a trade union, you must understand this, right?”

His tone was quiet, but there was a hint of rebuke in it.

If only the harp had been lifted, it would have hit the head with a bronze ray.

He is the one who raised Hafman Corporation, which is said to be the top of the continent, by merging it with the Salvation Corporation.

Talking about going up to him and not to anyone else.

For Hafman, it is a serious crime that amounts to blasphemy.

Ray didn’t answer Zahas’ words.

Anyway, time will tell.

It is also the reason why he has obtained a permit for trade transactions.

“Trust me. After a week, you will be at the top of the village.”

What do you mean by confidence?

Zahas tried to say more, but the moment he looked into his eyes, he was speechless.

I’m not lying.

It didn’t seem like he was chasing an empty dream either.

I don’t know how much he was looking into the future of the guild, but it was clear that he was full of confidence.

At that point, Zahas had no choice but to keep his mouth shut.

It was decided by the Danju who leads the upper ranks.

He had no right to stop it.

‘I should hope that Danju’s premonition isn’t wrong.’

The things he’s shown so far have been amazing.

This time, Danju will surely show something.

Zahas himself didn’t realize it, but he was trusting Ray without realizing it.