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Olive oil merchants were, in fact, a cultural symbol.
The ancestral lands of Rome and the climate of the Mediterranean region were exceptionally suited to growing olives.
Olive oil could be used for cooking, hair care, making leather ropes, and even applied before gladiatorial duels to make their skin look better.
To Rome, olive oil was liquid gold, and merchants who sold it were considered immensely wealthy.
After this cultural symbol reached the stars, it was refined further. Merchants on Macragge were all called olive oil merchants, and the guild they formed was known as the Olive Merchants' Guild.
A Shuttle came to a stop on the Olive Merchants' Guild's landing pad. The tribune led Li Qinwu down from it.
The tribune led the way, guiding Li Qinwu into a vast, lavish building as he spoke.
"Inquisitor, the one interested in your goods is the president of the Olive Merchants' Guild. He is enormously wealthy and commands several fleets of Armed Merchant Ships.
He alone can buy up all the goods you have, then distribute them among his merchant caravans, which will sell them across other planets over the coming decades and turn them into profit.
Given the current circumstances, if even he cannot take all your goods, then no other merchant will be able to."
Li Qinwu nodded to show that he understood. The three of them continued onward and entered the Olive Merchants' Guild building.
The interior was magnificent, with many merchants in purple robes chatting among themselves.
In Ancient Rome, purple robes could only be worn by the emperor, much like yellow robes in China.
But Guilliman, as ruler, favored blue rather than purple. Thus, purple was opened up for civilian use.
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