Chapter 45: The Travelling Merchant is Back

Chapter 45: The Travelling Merchant is Back

Robb smiled and said, Its good, isnt it? How about we have a little discussion?

The mayor listened attentively and said, What discussion?

Robb smiled and said, "I'll help you make this type of drink. But you'll have to provide me with apple, grape, and other fruit juice. We can make different flavors of Coca-Cola. What do you think?"

The mayor nodded without hesitation, Of course! Its July, and all kinds of fruits will be picked. Ill get you all sorts of fruit juices. Ha, Ill save it and drink it slowly for a year.

The mayor left happily, and after a while, his servants brought in dozens of large buckets, which occupied half of Robb's warehouse, each filled with juice. Because Westwind Town is located at the foot of the Black Pine Mountains, next to the dense mountain forest, all kinds of fruit are produced, so the mayor got a lot.

The servant chief who brought the juice respectfully said to Robb, "the master said that there are still many fruits on the mountain that they havent picked. Since Father can use them, hell send someone to pick them all and get more juice."

Robb said with a smile: "Alright, go back first. Come back at noon tomorrow. I will give half of the produced Coca-Cola to the mayor.

The servants left.

After they left, Robb made dozens of buckets of Coca-Cola. In fact, it was quite boring to do the same thing repeatedly, but for him, doing this was a very new thing. It was a piece of cake to do. It's really too easy compared to acting like the pope.

That evening, at dinner, Lillian placed two plates of steak and two slices of bread on the stone table. She witnesses a rare sight of Robb standing. He stood up and threw two magic, chilled cups of Coca-Cola.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, he raised his cup and told Lillian, Come! Cheers!

"Father!" The townsman respectfully said, "Today is the day when the traveling merchant comes to Westwind Town."

Travelling merchant? Is he the guy who sold me Lillian? Robb asked.

"Oh, not that one." The townsman replied respectfully, "The merchant who sold her to you is a wealthy one. He usually comes to Westwind Town every three months to half a year and does high-end business. Generally speaking, he comes to a remote town like Westwind Town only to buy rare things or to buy the daughters of poor families, not to sell things to poor people. We can't afford what he sells. And when he comes to Westwind, we won't go to the center of town."

Robb understood, "That is to say, if you are all walking to the center of town, it means that this time you are going to a lower-end merchant?"

The townsman nodded respectfully and said, "Yes, the traveling merchant is a merchant in the daily necessities department. He comes to Westwind Town every two months to bring us salt, seasoning, and cloth. Anyway, what he brought were necessities that Westwind Town couldn't produce, so every time he came, we would flock to the center of town and buy things from him. " At this point, he looked embarrassed and continued, "I usually work hard, but almost all the money I earn will end up in the hands of the traveling merchant!"

Robb smiled, Thats interesting.

My father, arent you going to have a look? The townsman whispered, "many of the things he sells can't be bought in the town. You may need them. If you are free, you might as well go and have a look."

Robb thought about it carefully, whether he should or shouldnt take a look. Although he didn't know if he needed anything, he might find something interesting. Anyway, it's just shopping, not a mission.

He shouted, "Lillian, grab a shopping basket. Let's go shopping."

Lillian ran over with a smile, smiling like a flower, "Ah, when my parents were still around, I liked shopping with them. There were always a lot of good things from big cities."

Seeing her lovely smiling face, Robb was also happy, "Then, every time the traveling merchant comes, let's go shopping."