Chapter 736: Triple the Grain Price
Chapter 736: Triple the Grain Price
A few minutes later, renowned gourmet chef Samburg was dragged over from the neighboring city by several high-ranking warriors sent by Duke Graylan. By the time he arrived, Samburg was already terrified.
His face was ashen, drained of all color, and his legs trembled so much he could barely stand.
Especially when he saw Duke Graylan himself, his eyes almost rolled back in his head as he nearly fainted.
His mind was in chaos—had he broken any imperial laws or offended some powerful figures? Why were all these nobles staring at him so intently, their mental energies probing his body as if they were about to dissect him in public?
A divine-level female warrior, shrouded in black mist, was on Duke Graylan's side. Su Yu couldn't see her face or determine her profession.
Three minutes after Su Yu appeared, the female warrior arrived above Duke Graylan, eyeing Su Yu with caution.
Su Yu, however, remained calm and composed.
He smiled and gave the female divine a polite wizard's salute before standing still, pretending to be a statue.
...
Once Samburg arrived, Hunt didn't wait for Duke Graylan's orders and immediately stuffed Su Yu's two skewers of roasted corn into Samburg's mouth, forcing him to chew and swallow.
The other generals quickly gathered around, using their mental energies to monitor the changes in Samburg's stomach.
Samburg was so shocked he nearly lost control of his bladder and bowels.
What was this yellow lump-like thing the duke was feeding him? Was it some new kind of poison?
But he didn't dare resist.
He could only shiver and swallow, praying to the Fire God for his safe survival today.
...
Samburg's talent was quite unique. When he was seven or eight, his parents discovered he could rapidly digest food and convert a portion of its energy into his own strength.
This ability should have been powerful—while others had to train hard to grow stronger, he only needed to eat. It seemed like the template of a main character in a web novel.
Unfortunately, the conversion rate was too low—less than one in a thousand.
Because of this pitiful conversion rate, his special talent was nearly useless. He had never become a powerful figure, and his fame came from his reputation as a "gourmet with a bottomless stomach."
...
But now, his special talent was about to shine!
Once his talent was activated, the corn kernels passed through his stomach almost instantly, quickly moving to his intestines where they were broken down and converted into energy.
Gradually, the frowns of Duke Graylan and the others relaxed.
Based on their observations, Samburg's digestion process was nearly identical to that of an ordinary person, showing no significant differences.
Now they were certain—Su Yu's grain was not much different from their native crops, only differing in appearance.
"Samburg, how do you feel?" Duke Graylan asked kindly.
"Uh? You're asking me?"
"Of course, who else here is named Samburg? Who else would I be asking?" A black line appeared on Duke Graylan's forehead.
Samburg was overjoyed. "By the Fire God! The duke is actually speaking to me! This is enough to brag about for a lifetime!"
"Enough, enough!" A second black line appeared on Duke Graylan's forehead. "Let's get to the point. How do you feel now?"
“Feelings? Feelings... If you’re asking about feelings, I think it tastes pretty good,” Sangerberg stammered in response.
He insisted it was the truth; the roasted corn really did taste great.
But a vein on Duke Glan’s forehead twitched once more, making it the third one to do so.
He scowled angrily, "I'm talking about how your body feels inside! For example, do you feel any discomfort, pain, or unease?"
Sangerberg was taken aback by Duke Glan’s outburst.
His knees buckled as he fell to the ground, prostrating. "My lord, I was wrong! I feel nothing inside, just like eating anything else!"
Hearing this, Duke Glan’s expression eased slightly. Dealing with such a useless person was truly exhausting.
...
But since the food was fine, their problem was solved!
Duke Glan, of course, wouldn’t neglect such a distinguished guest. He quickly put on a smile and asked, "Noble visitor from another plane, how much food do you have?"
Su Yu smiled faintly, "Rest assured, I have as much as you need. If you’re worried about the food being poisoned, I can give it to you first, and you can pay me in half a month."
"That’s great!"
Hearing the words "plenty" and "enough," Duke Glan’s face lit up with a broad smile.
He was elated inside, "It seems the Fire God still favors me! The food problem is solved, and my ascension to the throne of the Fire Kingdom is as good as sealed!"
Logistics Chief Hunter, however, wasn’t as excited as Duke Glan.
This merchant from another plane was like "bringing charcoal in the midst of a fire"; the price of this "charcoal" surely wouldn’t be low, right?
He asked, "Noble visitor from another world, what price do you have in mind for this food?"
Hearing Hunter’s words, Duke Glan’s excitement cooled down a bit.
Wait, would this merchant from another plane really try to extort them?
If he named an astronomical price that they couldn’t afford, wouldn’t all this excitement be in vain?
However, Su Yu had no intention of extorting them. He just wanted to sell the goods quickly so he could return to his cultivation.
"From what I understand," Su Yu said calmly, "the harsh winter is about to hit, and we’re in the midst of a war. The price of food on the market has already risen six to seven times, right?"
"Yes, that’s the case," Hunter nodded.
"In that case, I’ll sell you the food at four times the normal price. How does that sound?"
"Four times... I still think that’s a bit high."
"Then make it three times, and no less. Plus, the payment must be in full with spirit stones or materials from sixth-rank and above monsters."
"It’s a deal!" Duke Glan immediately replied.
Three times the normal price was something he could definitely bear. He couldn’t find such cheap food in the black market!
He could even buy extra and resell it on the black market for a profit!
"Then it’s settled." Su Yu took out a fist-sized recording crystal from his necklace and said, "Let’s start the transaction now.
However, I need to record the entire process to keep a record, to make it easier to report back to my superiors."
"Superiors?" Duke Glan noticed Su Yu’s choice of words.
A powerful seventh-rank upper-class individual like Su Yu, and he still had superiors?!
(End of Chapter)
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