Li Qinwu, directing things remotely, told Little Knife:
"Tell him our daily output of Lasrifles is 2,000. Have him trade Pepper-Salt Fruit for them—one kilogram per rifle."
During this time, Li Qinwu had dispatched his own mercenary teams to the Silver Shield Family and the Flower Shield Family. After a long period of investigation, they had gained a general understanding of the planet's resources.
The planet produced a spice called Pepper-Salt Fruit, a kind of space peppercorn grown in saline marshes.
These peppercorns contained an extremely high salt content. Combined with their peppery fragrance, they could be roasted, ground into powder, and sprinkled over meat to greatly enhance its flavor.
The Imperium of Man's society had long since become rigid. Most people at the bottom ate synthetic starch and artificial vitamin tablets, so there was practically no market among the lower classes. To make money, they could only target the high-end market.
The nobles had wealth and power, and their appetites had been indulged as well. They loved eating all sorts of bizarre things from across the galaxy.
Pepper-Salt Fruit was one such highly valuable spice. Like the special white sugar from Sweet Star, its price could increase a hundredfold when transported to a neighboring planet!
After Little Knife relayed the offer, the Silver Shield Noble nodded and said:
"Fine. Start with two million rifles. Payment and goods will be exchanged at the same time."
"You'll handle the transport yourselves. I'll give you planetary coordinates. Use your Shuttle to deliver the guns there, and I'll have the place filled with Pepper-Salt Fruit. You can haul it away yourselves."
After leaving behind a set of coordinates, the man strode off grandly.
Li Qinwu, commanding from behind the scenes, notified Busi.
"The customer has placed an order. Has the production line been