Suleiman no longer dwelled on the topic of horses, but took out a palm-sized wooden box from his arms.
The wooden box is exquisitely made, and even has simple patterns carved on it in order to deliberately highlight the contents.
"Then take a look at this thing." Suleiman pushed the wooden box to the center of the table and pushed it to Roderick "Evaluate it, how much is it worth?"
Suleiman doesn't know much about Westeros's market for valuables. After all, the most expensive thing in his body's memory is his father's broken sword.
Roderick A flash of excitement flashed in his eyes, and his body even trembled. It finally came. He had endured it for a long time just for this thing. He carefully opened the wooden box and saw a strange thing lying quietly inside.
Two polished crystal pieces are connected together by a simple copper frame, which has a rather peculiar shape.
Roderick picked it up gently, panted heavily, and looked at the sun. The crystal was extremely pure, and there was a bright halo flowing under the light.
Beautiful! So beautiful! But not enough! What he wants is the effect of using the one-way mirror before!
Suleiman pointed to his nose. "Put it on the bridge of your nose, close to your eyes."
Roderick followed the instructions lightly. He is a businessman in his late fifties. He has been immersed in densely packed account books all year round. His eyesight has long been overwhelmed, and distant scenery always seems to be separated by a layer of mist in his eyes.
Even now, he can hardly even read the ledger clearly. He needs someone to read it out for him, but the only one he can trust in this world is himself, and many mistakes have been made.
When the simple Spectacles was placed on the bridge of his nose, he lowered his head subconsciously, took out the account book from his arms, and looked at the cargo list on it. It was a piece of parchment filled with small handwriting. At this moment, a miracle happened.
Those small characters that were originally a little blurry and required squinting to barely distinguish them, seemed to be instantly polished by an invisible hand. Every letter and every number became clearer than ever before! Obvious!
It was so clear that it made his scalp tingle! Miracle! This is a miracle! What on earth is this!
Roderick suddenly jumped up from the chair. The movement was so big that it almost overturned the chair behind him.
The previous anger and pride on his face disappeared, replaced by a look of ecstasy, shock and disbelief.
"Gods! How is this... how is this possible?" Roderick groaned like a dream. He took off Spectacles, and the world in front of him returned to the familiar hazy layer. He put on Spectacles again, and the whole world was instantly clear.
Roderick took it off and put it on repeatedly. Every comparison made his heart beat wildly. This was no longer a commodity, this was magic! It was a miracle!
Suleiman's calm voice woke him up from his daze. "Five hundred Gold Dragon."
"I want five hundred Gold Dragon."
"Deal!!!!" Roderick almost didn't hesitate at all. He agreed, his voice trembling slightly with excitement. He was like a hungry wolf smelling the blood of injured prey, with greed and fanaticism shining in his eyes.
"But I don't have so much Gold Dragon cash on hand! I...:::::. I hope to transport these goods that are going to be shipped to the North for sale! Keep them all! Use them to offset the price!" Roderick pointed at the long motorcade not far away, speaking in an urgent tone, fearing that Suleiman would regret it.
Roderick's overly cheerful reaction surprised Suleiman. Damn it, he might be too small a farmer. He instantly realized that he might have seriously underestimated the value of this thing. Five hundred Gold Dragon, in the eyes of this shrewd King's Landing businessman, might be far lower than the price in his mind.
Just when Suleiman was in shock and thinking about how to recover from this quotation error, a hoarse voice sounded from beside him. Finance Officer Bana, who had been standing silently like a background board, cleared his throat, with a humble and cunning smile on his face:
"Master Roderick, you are such a cheerful person."
"The offer our lord just made was just to test your sincerity."
Roderick was stunned.
Bana continued unhurriedly, "These five hundred Gold Dragon are not the selling price of this Vision-Clarifying Spectacles, but represent your commitment to cooperate with us."
"What our lord really means is...:::
"You have to pay five hundred Gold Dragon before we can cooperate."
Bana paused, each word struck Roderick's heart, and slowly spoke:
"We, seventy-three cents."
"Our territory produces technology and products."
"You are responsible for selling it in King's Landing and Seven Kingdoms to all nobles, bachelors and priests who need it. We will keep 70% of all profits."
"You should understand the value of this thing. Even if it is seven-three, it will be a huge profit for you for free. My lord just suffers from the lack of channels to contact high-ranking officials, and he is not limited to trading with you."
"As for the five hundred Gold Dragon," Bana pointed at Roderick's fleet, "It will be regarded as your first cooperation fee for joining this business."
Roderick was stunned by this sudden reversal and stayed in place. His brain was running rapidly. Five hundred Gold Dragon were each. He was really stupid. How could the thing in his hand only be five hundred Gold Dragon. However, the seventy-three split meant that he had to divide most of the Jinshan in half.
But.1
This means that what I own is the first batch of goods in the world!
He knows better than anyone what kind of madness this kind of thing will cause once it comes out.
It is only a matter of time before imitations appear, but before that, even if there is only a few months or even a few weeks of exclusive sales rights, the wealth that can be created will be astronomical!
Even if he sells ten of them, he will earn money for a lifetime! No! Ten lifetimes of money!
And if you can work in depth with a partner who can continue to produce this magical handicraft, it will be much wiser than making a one-time deal!
After a brief shock, Roderick's eyes glowed even more enthusiastically than before.
"Deal!" Roderick almost shouted.
Roderick held the Spectacles in his hands, as if holding the most precious treasure in the world. "No problem!
I don't have much Gold Dragon on hand! This whole caravan! All the goods originally shipped to the North! Food! Spices! Ironware! Cloth! Keep them all! As cooperation fees!"
"I will return to King's Landing immediately! I will go and collect the best crystals for you now! I need a batch of Vision-Clarifying Spectacles like this! The more the better! Save it and throw it to the market at the same time! Master Suleiman! This will make you and me the richest people in Seven Kingdoms before those damn imitations appear!"
Suleiman also knows that this kind of handicraft can be imitated by bachelors and craftsmen organized by a big family very quickly. It may take a few weeks or months, but during this period, he can monopolize the market and earn a substantial amount of start-up capital in the future, which is enough.
Roderick After saying that, he didn't even have time to say a formal farewell, so he took his men who were also in shock and left in a hurry without looking back.
"Your Excellency! Your men are still here!" Suleiman looked at the unconscious young caravan representative who was vomiting blood and shouted to Roderick's back.
When Roderick passed by the entourage who had his tongue cut out, he didn't even look at it and hurried away without turning his head. He heard Suleiman shouting, "A businessman who has lost his tongue! What value does he have!"
How can a useless waste be compared to a golden mountain that is about to be obtained?
Suleiman looked behind Lushen and the soldiers and finally put away their warm smiles.
Lushen Mingwu looked at the soldiers. "Throw this man into the abyss."
All the soldiers bowed and took orders.
Suleiman's eyes finally fell on the pile of goods that seemed to appear out of thin air. Now they were inexplicably his own goods. He turned to look at Bana the Beggar beside him and Lushen who was carrying them with the soldiers.
This is what it feels like to have talent, it's great.