Fel doesn't lie to you

Chapter 394

"It's... so exquisite... and there are so many of them?
Looking at this unremarkable warehouse, Hesenwei felt his mind buzzing.

At the beginning, he heard Li Ke say that he would have a batch of woolen cloth in the future, but he didn't take it seriously.

Although he looked at the samples, he felt that there couldn't be much of this worsted woolen cloth.

Yes, in his eyes, the woolen cloth that Grayson brought out was fine woolen cloth to them.

This is also related to the fact that the machines of other textile workers are not very good. After all, most people use old-fashioned sewing machines. There will be subtle differences in the holes between the fabrics, and the quality of the threads is also uneven. of.

But Li Ke's cloth doesn't have these problems.

He Senwei looked at the cloth in his hand, and really couldn't believe that the entire cotton cloth in the warehouse was woven by Li Ke during the month or so since he left.

Although he heard about it and saw some things, he was still very surprised when the real result was on his face.

His surprise did not make the merchants he brought pay much attention. These merchants who had planned to leave from Lordaeron brought two more ships and a lot of daily necessities at the invitation of Heisenway. , things like pots and pans, and even farm implements.

Moreover, Hesenway, Kul Tiras' own man, did not disappoint them. The place Hesenway asked them to come to is indeed a good place to do business. The supplies, even some unsold sugar, were bought by these wealthy townspeople.

They themselves don't believe this, because normally, a commoner is basically incapable of enjoying white sugar like this!

Unfortunately, the iron farm tools they brought over were not popular, but the other cabins still made them a lot of money.

Because of this, they quickly searched for supplies that could be brought back here.

Naturally, it goes without saying that as long as it is transported to Stormwind City, the price will be doubled.

But, they are not satisfied with this,

After all, it is impossible for them to return to Kul Tiras with an empty warehouse, and they always have to bring some special products back.

For example, more food, iron ore and other things are all in short supply in Kul Tiras.

And Lordaeron is poor and only resources are left.

"Although the quality is just ordinary cloth, these cloths are quite good, at least they can sell for 30 silver coins a yard!"

A businessman excitedly held a roll of cotton cloth and spoke to Hesenwei.

He quickly found the warehouse manager who led them here, and prepared to use most of his remaining funds to buy these woolen cloths.

But immediately, he was shocked by the price.

"Only 20 silver coins?!"

His voice stunned all the businessmen present. They looked at the cotton cloths in the warehouse, thought for a while, and immediately shouted out.

"I want it all!"

"Me too! I want them all too!"

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Old Gnar was a farmer with a small fortune. Although he couldn't make his child a knight, he still had no problem sending him to a church school.

There is just one thing that makes him very helpless, that is, the price of goods in Stormwind City is getting higher and higher this year, so high that he feels a little uncomfortable.

"Fortunately, woolen cloth can be sold for some money."

Looking at his woolen cloth, Old Peter nodded in satisfaction.

Because the price of everything has risen now, the price of his woolen cloth and wool has also increased. His wife said she wanted to sell it, but he stopped them.

So he didn't sell to those who were sent by Li Ke to buy wool, and those who wanted to earn the price difference of wool.

Because it can be sold at a better price when made into woolen cloth.

He pulled the cart of cotton cloth with his own carriage, and walked slowly towards the market.

He didn't know what his life would be like in the future, because their taxes became heavier and heavier, and the Defias thieves became more and more rampant.

Although he knew that these guys were idlers nearby, but after looking at the swords in their hands and their young bodies, he was finally able to put the blame on the Defias Brotherhood.

After all, if they were honestly killed by knight lords, why would they make trouble with Defias thieves all day long?

He sighed, put on his tattered clothes, and came to the market.

Old Peter is very satisfied with his cotton cloth. This cart of cotton cloth is enough for him to pay this year's tax, and he can even make a small profit.

However, when he took the cotton cloth to the market and was about to sell his own cloth, he heard a cry.

"Top cotton! Twenty-three silvers a yard!"

23 silver coins?

The eyes of old Peter, who was still very happy before, suddenly widened. He was cold for two seconds, and then quickly turned his head to look at the place where cotton cloth was sold, and then he found that the place was not yet surrounded.

He quickly walked over to take a look, and then fell into despair.

Because the cloths on display are not comparable to those with defects, but batches of relatively fine wool cloths!

Although the ratio is similar to the cloth on his car, but...

But that's the price of 23 silver coins!
Although it is only 2 silver coins cheaper, it is already quite cheap for ordinary farmers!

But old Peter didn't dare to say that the price of his cloth would be reduced, because in this way, he would not be able to pay all the taxes!

So he could only stay away from these bosses as much as possible, and walked towards the relatively empty place in the market.

He looked at these yelling businessmen, and couldn't help cursing in his heart.

"Those who killed you! Let's see how long you can sell them!"

His cursing comes from his sincerity, these big chambers of commerce, his pure mind still thinks that this is a trick to drive away competitors, but he sat and waited at the booth all afternoon, but he didn't wait for enough bad guys to buy him woolen cloth.

His idea is not wrong, farmers will not let it go and lose a small profit.

Seeing that one of the merchants' carriages was sold out of woolen cloth, Old Peter and the other merchants who sold woolen cloth thought it was finally over.

but--

Three carriages drove in from outside the town. Under Old Peter's trembling eyes, the steward of the caravan lifted the veil of the carriage, revealing the cotton cloth inside.

Then he shouted.

"It's still 23 silver coins! If you want it, hurry up and buy it!"

His voice was quickly drowned out by the noisy purchases, and only then did Old Peter realize that his hands and feet had begun to turn cold.

And like him, there are many others.

(End of this chapter)