Trading With Another World

Big Transactions With Benzir

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Name: Alexander Leonard

Age: 17 years old

Constitution :5 [+]

Vitality :6 [+]

Skill :

- language understanding :3/3 [+]

- clone :3/3 [+]

- quick thinking :3/3 [+]

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System points :0

Gold coins: 601

Benzir was given one of the unused rooms in the hall as his room was the same as Alex's, whereas the adventurers he hired could only rest in the village hall because the remaining rooms were insufficient to accommodate all of them.

"Timothi, is this Mr Benzir trustworthy?" Alex whispered to Timothi in the front yard of the village hall.

"Yes! Mr. Benzir is blue and has never changed before." Convinced Timothi was with his abilities then continued, "After all, Mr. Benzir and my father had become good friends even when I was a child."

Alex nodded at hearing this. After Timothi and Owen came home, Alex went into his room and thought about what things were most likely not in this world but could be bought in his home world so easily that he could sell them expensive Price to Benzir.

Everything in the form of soil products such as rice, fruits, vegetables, and others can be found in this world at low prices. Even sugar is a cheap item even though the size of sugar in this world is large and irregular.

After thinking for a while, Alex deduces that not all exist in this world. For example, coffee, although he believes there are coffee plants here, but the process of making coffee powder manually is very difficult unlike in his world that has been using tools, like the process of separating coffee beans from the skin using a grinding machine.

Alex took out the instant coffee his main body had just bought in Lynden city then walked out of the room and knocked on the door of Benzir's room.

"Mr Benzir, are you still awake?" Alex played down the sound of fear if Benzir had fallen asleep.

Before long the door opened and a Benzir figure appeared from behind the door. "Oh Alex, what do you need to see me for?"

"I have a lot of goods that can be sold, but not sure what goods - any goods desired sir Benzir."

Hearing Alex's words, Benzir's eyes turned into gold coins and he told Alex to go into the room to talk about it.

"Does Mr Benzir have such a disorder that was rumored by other merchants in the city?" Kyle asked the adventurer beside him to see Alex go into Benzir's room.

"I don't care. Maybe they're talking about a business that makes a lot of money." The adventurer replied lazily not caring about it.

Inside the room reserved for Benzir, Alex showed one instant coffee pot stored in a leather bag. "Did Mr Benzir ever hear of coffee?"

"Isn't that a famous drink among nobles?"

"In this package is a coffee that is suitable for one glass. Mr. Benzir can try."

"really?"

Alex nodded his head convincingly. He poured a coffee sachet into a cup of Benzir and then mixed it with hot water that he deliberately brought to the Benzir room.

Looking at the cup in his hand, Benzir tried to inhale the aroma of the coffee being expelled. "The smell is good. Doesn't this need to be mixed with sugar?"

"In this package there is already sugar that is adjusted to the coffee dose. Try it, if you think Benzir is lacking, you can add sugar to it."

Benzir tried a warm cup of coffee provided by Alex and closed his eyes. "It's better than any coffee I've ever had." Seen a smile on Benzir's face reminiscing about the taste of coffee he had once drunk at a high price.

"Hows it? Does Mr Benzir want to buy my coffee?" During his talk with Benzir, Alex's main body had bought about four hundred sachets in Lynden and put them in jute sacks and stored them in inventory.

Benzir thinks about the advantage he would get if he bought coffee from Alex. Coffee was usually drunk among the Western Empire's nobility and during his time in Xyras city, he never found coffee there. If he introduced coffee to the higher-ups and the rich in the city of Xyras, it would drain the wealth to him.

"I want to buy it." Benzir nodded his head towards Alex, "But right now I'm only willing to pay half the market price of coffee sold in the Western Empire." Benzir.

Benzir has not been able to set the same price as the selling price in Western Empire because it must first promote it at a price below it.

"How much can Benzir sir offer?"

"Right now might be forty silver coins for one pack. If this coffee is ever to become famous among the rich in Lynden, I would buy it back from you for eighty silver coins." In the Western Empire, the price of coffee per cup amounted to one gold coin which made it a drink for the rich and the nobility.

Benzir plans to become a major restaurant supplier in the city of Lynden and sell the coffee for ninety silver so as to profit ten silver per pack of coffee.

"Well, I received the price of forty silver coins at this time. If Mr. Benzir's plan to promote coffee is successful, you can come back to Rod's village and buy more from me." Alex previously spent only about eighty dollars to buy all the coffee he had stored in the inventory. Even if Benzir had previously mentioned ten silver coins, Alex was already very willing to sell them. "I'll get the coffee first in my room." Alex continued pretending not to show inventory skills in front of Benzir.

Five minutes later, Alex returned to Benzir's room with a burlap sack containing about four hundred coffee sachets and handed the sack to Benzir.

"In it there are more than four hundred packs of coffee like that. Mr. Benzir is enough to pay four hundred packs, the rest just think of as the beginning of our cooperation in the future." With a smile Alex handed the sack which Benzir received with a loud laugh.

"Hahahaha, you're really good at trading Alex. Thanks." Benzir looks to be taking out a gold coin storage bag that he put on the table.

"Before that, did Mr Benzir know this?" Alex pulled out a gun from behind his body that he had taken out in his room earlier.

Benzir hand stops before opening the contents of the storage bag. He took the gun issued by Alex and flipped it back while observing slowly. "Is this some kind of artifact? The shape is similar to a cannon artifact belonging to the dwarves, only the size of this object is smaller."

Hearing that Alex smiled, this world turned out to not only have elves, dwarves were even here.

"It's an artifact and it has almost the same function as a dwarf artifact." Answer Alex pura - pura to know.

Hearing Alex's reply, Benzir became careful to hold the gun in his hand and then placed the gun slowly on the table. "Isn't this artifact dangerous?" Benzir continued with worry.

"Just calm down, in contrast to the dwarf's cannon artifacts, these artifacts produced smaller but more purposeful damage outputs." Alex explained all the functions and ways of using the gun to Benzir. He especially stressed that the gun in front of him was for self-protection. "In it there are sixteen bullets so that it can protect itself sixteen times." Alex ends his explanation.

"Can I try it on the adventurer I brought?" Benzir eagerly wants to prove the word - said Alex. If it turned out to be true, he was willing to buy this artifact at any price.

"Isn't it dangerous, as I said before it can kill someone." Alex is worried about seeing Benzir eagerly trying to fire a gun at the adventurer he is carrying.

"Just calm down, I'll point this artifact at the foot. If it's like you said, a thumb-sized wound can be healed with the recovery potion I brought." Benzir is willing to use his precious recovery potion.

Although the recovery potion was valuable, it was relatively easy to find in the cities adjacent to the Great Forest as the elves sold it for one gold coin per bottle.

Of course it was different from the price in a distant region because the only producers of recovery herbs were the elves who made it from the leaves of the tree of life in the Great Forest or who were often called the God of Trees.