Chapter 166 Caravan
After submitting various documents, the nectar and its products, some rubber products and the graduation application to the academy, Harold muttered in his heart, "I hope the early disguise is in place and leaves a deep enough impression on Azar."
The primacy effect, the primacy effect, Lao Deng, please don't change your evaluation of me because of a piece of material, otherwise I will have to spend a lot of time and effort on dealing with interpersonal relationships in the House of Ordinances in the future.
After thinking about this possibility, Harold felt deeply troubled. He planned to burn incense every day and pray to the Little Auspicious Grass King to make Azar's intelligence plummet.
After leaving the Ordos, Harold took a boat to the port of Ormos to ask Dolly about the sales of textbooks.
Speaking of this, Dolly smiled and said, "The sales are very good! The first batch of prints are all sold out, and dozens of mercenaries have begged me to print another batch after reading the book.
I will settle your share of Mora after the caravan returns from the desert. If you are really short of money in the near future, I can share the profits I have already made with you."
"No hurry," Harold asked, "Has your caravan set out yet? How are the security measures?"
"Just last Wednesday," Dolly said, counting the days on her fingers. "Since we are going to the desert, we must be fully prepared. Since the last tragedy, I have expanded the size of the caravan.
There were a hundred pack animals in this caravan, sixty of which were used to transport the supplies needed by the caravan, and forty were used to transport goods. Each pack animal was guarded by three mercenaries. Listening to my description, you can fully imagine the grand scene when this team set out.
Because of its large scale, my caravan was stopped three times in the rainforest area. Almost every time we passed a checkpoint, we had to undergo a week-long random inspection and document review by trade inspectors.
Since the caravan set out, I have been worried and unable to sleep every night, fearing that if there is a mistake in any link, I will lose a lot of Mora for nothing."
Dolly clenched her fists and crossed her arms over her chest, looking frightened.
"Fortunately, I was cautious enough and only mixed fifty books with the bulk cargo. Oh my, to form such a large caravan for just a few books, I felt that I had made a loss when I thought about one book only selling for three million Mora. How many Mora must have left me in this trip!"
Dolly looked disappointed: "This is all for you. Who told me to be moved by your vision?"
Come on, other goods are not goods? If you are really losing money, you can still send caravans to the desert every year? Are you stupid?
Harold complained in his heart. He knew that Dolly was playing the victim, but he still said a few polite words to express his regret.
Dolly clasped her hands in satisfaction and continued to tell Harold about the caravan:
"My caravan just passed through Kawan Post, which is the barrier between the rainforest and the desert. It is also one of the places where the power of the Faith Council is most concentrated in the entire rainforest area.
Passing the checkpoint there is equivalent to leaving the jurisdiction of the Order. After that, all we need to guard against are the scorching sun, yellow sand, storms, and the barbarians who will rob caravans.
However, the scale of our caravan this time is so large that even a mercenary group of 300 people must consider whether they are qualified before taking action."
That's right, there are a hundred pack beasts in total. These creatures can trample people to death, and their combat power is no less than that of elemental creatures such as slimes.
"With a caravan like this, the price of the goods can be raised a little bit." Harold joked.
"After all, when they stand in front of the tribal leaders in the desert, the first thing these leaders will consider is not whether to do business with us, but whether we will plunder their entire tribe."
"Yes, yes!" Dolly nodded several times. "But, I am an honest businessman. I will not use force to threaten customers to submit. But I will adjust the price of books appropriately according to the income of those tribes.
According to the information I have obtained, these tribes all have their own hunting grounds. The stronger the tribe, the easier it is to obtain abundant prey resources.
Although the desert lacks everything except sandstorms, it still produces some precious specialties, such as sandworm fat that can be used as high-end spices, and delicious sand eel meat...
Before each caravan sets out, I always remind the merchants in the group to keep a close eye on which tribes have expensive specialties for sale, which tribes have strong purchasing power, and what supplies they urgently need.
According to these records, I don't need to leave the rain forest area to know the situation of the desert tribes, so I say, you will definitely get the most benefit by cooperating with me."
"Thank you for your concern, Master Dolly," Harold nodded with a smile, "With such a reliable business partner, I just need to wait for good news in the institute."
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After saying goodbye to Dolly, Harold returned to the research institute in Huachengguo. The newly obtained batch of hybrid seeds were properly processed and placed in petri dishes, but Dishia was rarely in the research institute.
Harold looked at the calendar on the wall, and after two seconds he remembered that Dixia had said she wanted a day off today.
I'm a little uncomfortable with the sudden absence of someone.
Harold had to put the pollen processing on hold for a day and completed all other work on his own.
At this time, Dixia returned to the Blazing Beast Hunter's base carrying her luggage bag.
She found that her companions were sitting in their seats with a not very proper posture, some with one or two books in their hands or on the table, muttering something with concentration, and her arrival did not cause any ripples.
As a member of the Blazing Beast Hunter, this was the first time she had received such treatment.
Dixia took a few steps forward, then folded her arms across her chest, leaned against the wall and looked at everything. She calculated the time in her mind. It has been a month and a half since she last came back. C18 can spit out elemental balls, but her mercenary companions can still maintain their enthusiasm for learning.
If this continues, Dolly's slogan might actually become a reality. Dishia smiled.