Morey added, "I contacted my brothers and sisters. They can help you sign a contract to establish a stable iron supply channel, though the price will be somewhat higher."
He spoke with considerable caution.
Yet, as expected, Romain agreed without hesitation.
"Price is not a problem!"
This commercial contract meant the merchants could reap greater profits, and the suppliers of Iron Ingots would also gain more. The only one losing out would be Sigg Town.
On the market, one Gold Coin could buy thirty jin of high-quality Iron Ingots, but Sigg Town could only purchase twenty-five, or even twenty jin, with one Gold Coin.
In return, Romain could directly obtain a large and stable supply of Iron Ingots.
The terms of this contract were not actually what Morey wanted.
Morey would have preferred to establish a long-term and friendly trading relationship with Sigg Town, rather than cling to it like a leech and suck away its healthy lifeblood.
No noble lord could tolerate the gnawing of leeches.
This unequal commercial contract was destined not to last.
Based on his observations of Romain, this young and promising lord would soon escape his current straits. When that happened, this hastily drafted commercial contract would become useless. Would Romain still look favorably upon them in the future?
Morey felt that his brothers were too shortsighted.
For a generous noble, gaining his friendship was always more important than gaining his profits.
But Morey could not sign this commercial contract alone. He needed certain people to guarantee it, or he would not be able to obtain so many Iron Ingots. There were always gains and losses.
Romain did not care about this. If they wanted to take advantage of him, then let them.
It did not matter.
He could accept sacrificing monetary profit in exchange