bookbashuk Chapter 75 Emperor Cookies
Chapter 75 Emperor Cookies
Seeing Monkar Gaz deep in thought, Tie Hui knew there was hope.
He immediately turned to Cage: "Lord Cage, I truly appreciate your kindness, and I am very tempted. But as you can see, the world has become like this, and I am the only one left of my family. My family must continue, mustn't we? And most importantly, the trade contract we signed with the governor of this sector is still in effect, and we control the lion's share of trade in this region. Once I leave, many hidden shipping routes, and even some of the former imperial territories on the outskirts of the empire, will likely be unknown to most. I must cultivate another traveling merchant to pass on all this information to them, mustn't I?"
Tie Hui watched as Cage fell into thought, but still showed an expression of reluctance to agree.
He could only add, "And now that this has happened, I think you and your team will be patrolling and exploring this sector for a long time to come. We'll take care of your logistics. And you'll also be needed to protect trade with the surrounding areas, won't you?"
As Tie Hui spoke, he secretly transmitted his voice using psionic energy: "You guys have to keep an eye on these Dark Angels, right? After all, they're willing to slaughter their own comrades for their own secrets, and they just came out of the Warp, with so many psionicists around. What if some Chaos is lurking in there..."
At this point, Tie Hui stopped talking, but his expression remained amused.
Cage glanced at him sideways.
Although, with his Astartes superhuman intellect, he could sense that the kid had some unspeakable secrets and a desire not to become an Astartes.
But I have to admit, the conditions this kid offered were indeed very tempting.
Their Black Sanctuary is indeed very powerful.
But logistical supplies also need to be purchased on a daily basis, right?
If it can bring some deserved compensation to the warband, that's not out of the question.
And most importantly...
It can be used to monitor this group of secret cowards.
After thinking for a dozen seconds, Moncal Gaz reluctantly admitted that he was tempted.
The current situation is really not good for them, even though they know this guy is using them.
But they do give out real benefits, don't they?
Moncal Gaz sighed and nodded, saying, "Then I agree to this, but I have one condition."
Tie Hui's initial elation froze instantly, fearing that this guy would ask for an exorbitant price.
"You must sign a 200-year contract with our consortium for chromium fuel at 70% of the market price. Furthermore, after your merchant fleet is established, you must contract with us to transport all the supplies our consortium needs for 500 years at 20% of the market price. And when important relics or items like 'sta' are discovered, you must give us priority in trading."
Tie Hui's lips twitched when he heard these conditions.
While it wasn't an outrageous demand, it was still quite a large amount for a Tibetan Mastiff.
Tie Hui nodded. He knew he couldn't afford to use these things early on; he'd have to wait until later.
The Black Lions currently possess a fleet, which can be borrowed for free under the pretext that the merchant fleet is not yet completed and the world of Volda needs transportation.
By the time the merchant fleet is completed, I estimate I will have traveled through several worlds.
At that time, with the resources at hand, we should be able to easily meet these demands with just a little effort.
Moncal Gaz smiled and nodded, then instructed the clerk beside him to prepare the contract.
After seeing that Moncal Jaz had finished resolving his own affairs, Cage also made his own request.
"I agree, but there's one thing. Any mineral resources, rare metals, or unknown technologies you plunder in the future must be prioritized for cooperation with our Black Temple for joint production."
Tie Hui was somewhat alarmed. Could this guy have figured something out?
Cage ignored Tie Hui's expression and continued, "Our first collaboration will start with those cookies you're carrying. Hand over a sample, and we'll cooperate to produce them, splitting the profits 20/80, how about that?"
Tie Hui was stunned for a moment, not realizing what kind of biscuits they were.
But the next second he remembered the few elf cookies he had given him earlier, and guessed that the big guy must have felt the buff from the cookies.
"I'll take eight, and you two?" Tie Hui asked tentatively, clinging to a sliver of hope.
Cage's face darkened as he said, "We're eight, you're two!"
Tie Hui immediately shook his head: "No, no. If that's what you want, then you'll be responsible for all the raw materials and transportation; I'll just be in charge of management."
Cage coughed awkwardly, perhaps realizing he was being unfair, and could only try to persuade him with earnest words.
Tie Hui was not going to budge an inch on this matter. "You want to take 80% of the profits just to get a title, and you don't even have to do anything? You're just dreaming."
As for titles, I can always find other chapters, or even Regent Guilliman.
After all, he didn't believe that these elf cookies wouldn't tempt Guilliman.
Ultimately, under Tie Hui's reasoned arguments and verbal threats, they were defeated.
Cage had no choice but to agree to a redistribution of profits if the Black Temple's expedition route overlapped with the goods transport route.
Then they need help with the transfer.
At the same time, the Black Temple also needs to provide manpower as a guard force to protect the shared production base of both sides.
Furthermore, both sides should share and trade limited resources related to the rare minerals and technologies they discover during their expeditions and trade.
Cage immediately nodded in agreement without consulting anyone, after all, their Black Sanctuary had established various cooperative trade agreements with countless forces within the Empire.
Therefore, they felt that a merchant ronin family that had been completely wiped out would not bring them much practical benefit within a thousand years.
Therefore, for this level of cooperation, Cage, a veteran, could sign the contract on his own initiative.
If it weren't for that magical cookie, Cage probably wouldn't have even considered collaborating.
After they had all signed their contracts, Cage suddenly remembered something and looked at Tie Hui, asking, "Oh, by the way, what's the name of those cookies?"
Tie Hui was taken aback; he hadn't really thought of a name for himself.
Calling them "elf cookies" feels a bit odd.
But Tie Hui didn't think much about it and blurted out, "It's called Emperor Biscuits. It was given to me by the God Emperor."
Although Cage knew the guy was lying, he didn't call him out on it. Instead, he nodded in agreement: "Good name."
Moncal Jaz looked at Iron and Cage, somewhat curious about the so-called Emperor Cookies that the two of them were talking about.
But it was just curiosity.
Cookies!
The food that ordinary children eat—who would have thought that one day these reckless martial arts cultivators would start thinking about this kind of business?
It seems that without a father, they are becoming increasingly less valuable.
Unlike them, their own fathers are still alive, and even in the present world.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but puff out his chest, feeling a surge of pride.
Cage looked on with utter confusion.
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