First Market Opening

"Take us to the best doctor here." Kerry helped Frank into a carriage waiting for passengers at the docks and told the driver to find a physician. Whether he could win over this suspected old master depended on it, so he had to handle it carefully.

After disembarking, Kerry parted ways with the older boatman. Carson the butler had tasked the boatman with coming to Little Nose Bay Port City to buy daily necessities for the castle, while Kerry personally carried Frank off to find a carriage.

There were actually many logistics companies and independent porters at the docks. The logistics companies drove horse-drawn or donkey carts around the docks looking for business, while the independent workers carried shoulder poles, with the better-off ones owning a wheelbarrow.

But in this world, as a noble, even a fallen one, no one would carry his own servant while looking for a carriage. At the very least, he would hire an independent porter to carry him. As before, it was all for the sake of winning over an expert old master.

Frank, who was a fake expert but a real coachman, naturally had no idea why the lord cared for him so attentively. Still, it did not stop him from being deeply moved.

He secretly resolved that, to serve the lord better, he would drink less when he got up in the mornings.

As for giving up alcohol for the lord, that was impossible. He would never quit drinking in this lifetime. Drinking a little less for the lord was already the limit of how thoroughly he had been won over.

If Kerry had known he had spent so much effort winning over such a drunkard, his expression would surely have been quite a sight.

Meanwhile, someone suddenly reported to Doug, the First Prince's foremost lackey, that the estate of a baron favored by the First Prince was somehow keeping the Second Prince's beloved horse.

Realizing something might be wrong, Doug hurried over to investigate. He happened to see the Second Prince and his two famous mistresses having a barbecue at the estate, acting every bit like its owners, while the young baron himself was nowhere to be seen.

Doug hurried back to report to the First Prince, never noticing that the Third Butler of the Second Prince's household had seen him leave in a panic and informed the Second Prince of the matter.

Back at the First Prince's residence, the First Prince was having afternoon tea, looking thoroughly relaxed and content.

"Your Highness, something terrible has happened!" Doug was usually quite steady, but the matter he was mainly responsible for had gone wrong. In his urgency, he failed to watch his tone.

"Bastard! You're the one something terrible has happened to! Your whole family is!" He sprayed a mouthful of black tea all over the maid massaging his feet, and his crotch was soaked as well. The First Prince's face darkened after his leisurely afternoon tea had been ruined by the words "Your Highness, something terrible has happened." He grabbed the teacup and hurled it at Doug's face.

"Speak! What is it? If you can't give me a proper explanation, I'll skin you alive."

"The Second Prince has moved into the baron's estate you had your eye on." Doug was struck by the teacup but did not dare dodge. A large bump rose on his forehead.

"What is that second brat up to? Where is that baron?" The First Prince had never expected the estate he planned to use for keeping mistresses to be occupied by his second brother. Had that young baron defected to the Second Prince?

"I don't know. I didn't see him. I've already sent people to investigate. We should have news soon."

"Find that young baron. I want him thrown into prison." After saying this irritably, the First Prince got up to change clothes. His crotch was completely wet, reminding him of when he had wet his pants as a child and been mocked by the Second Prince. His foul mood had to be taken out on someone before it could settle, and that young baron was the first target.

Meanwhile, Kerry, unaware that the First Prince had marked him for revenge, had been living a very busy life these past two days. Tomorrow was the Dimensional Exchange's opening day. For the sake of his first pot of gold, Kerry did not even have time to visit the expert who had moved into Little Nose Bay Port City's sanatorium. He busied himself finding fishermen, buying fishing gear, and preparing wooden barrels.

Fishermen were easy to find, but none were willing to go to South Australia Island to catch jellyfish. Fishing gear was easy to buy, but gear specifically suited to jellyfish was hard to come by.

The wooden barrels were secondhand. Having been used for so long, they were no longer suitable for holding drinking water aboard ships. Other than not leaking, almost no one wanted such barrels. Over the past two days, buying these barrels for transporting jellyfish had been the smoothest part of Kerry's preparations.

In the end, he barely managed to gather several sets of fishing gear, but not a single fisherman responded to his offer.

"Looks like I'll have to use my trump card. Mr. Carson, please go to the nearby taverns and spread the word. Say that Baron Kerry, lord of South Australia Island, is hiring a batch of fishermen for today and tomorrow. In addition to 500 copper coins per person, there will be a bonus of 20 copper coins for every barrel of jellyfish." Less than twenty hours remained before the market opened. He could already start stocking up, yet he still had no workers. Money moved people's hearts, and Kerry refused to believe no one would work for such easy money.

Old butler Carson had stayed by Kerry's side these past two days. He only knew that Kerry wanted to deal with the jellyfish disaster in his territory. Yes, Carson had always thought that the young baron was trying to govern his lands.

Kerry's proposed jellyfish-for-bonuses arrangement startled him. "Young master, we don't have any income yet. If we spend money like this, we'll run out very soon. I certainly don't want to see Lord Kobe's grandson farming in my lifetime."

Old Carson put it very tactfully. He explained that the lord should care more about the territory's income, while also invoking the old master to point out that the household was nearly out of money and should not squander it until they had to farm for a living.

"I understand what you mean, Mr. Carson. I've already contacted my friends in the Jili Merchant Alliance. We'll have a large sum of money very soon. When the time comes, I'll get you an assistant, haha." Kerry knew what Carson was worried about, but he obviously could not reveal anything about the system. He really was about to make a fortune, though he had no friends in the Jili Merchant Alliance. It was merely a harmless lie.

Old Carson was a good butler loyal to the family head. Since he had already warned his master of the stakes involved and his master still insisted on doing things his way, all he could do was carry out the orders diligently.

Old Carson had already prepared himself to become a farmer someday. He had never heard of Young Master Kerry having any friends in the Jili Merchant Alliance.

Many seaside inns also ran tavern businesses, and Gandalf and Emma were staying at a hotel called Sailor and Princess.

The inn had been perfectly peaceful that morning, but it suddenly became noisy in the afternoon, interrupting Gandalf's meditative training.

According to what Emma learned downstairs, some foolish local noble lord had nothing better to do than spend money hiring a large number of people to catch Purple Poison Jellyfish.

Kerry's recruitment offer had stirred up all of Little Nose Bay Port City. Sailor and Princess was merely one of the inns affected by it. The original offer of 200 copper coins a day had only been considered moderately high, but the new price was enough to make people fight their way in.

Once Kerry saw that everything had been arranged, he immediately returned to his territory to rest. Tomorrow was the first market opening, and he would have plenty to do then. He needed to get some sleep now.

Dreaming of barrels upon barrels of Purple Poison Jellyfish being placed before him first thing tomorrow morning, Kerry smiled happily in his sleep.