Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God
Chapter 662 - 489: Concept of Commercial Network Deployment_1

Chapter 662: Chapter 489: Concept of Commercial Network Deployment_1

"This is the final clause, which can be agreed upon or left unagreed: to assist us in killing the Swift Roc that brings disaster to this region. If successful, all battle horses purchased by the gentleman from us will be discounted by ten percent. If not successful, it will not affect our trade..."

Having thoroughly understood the bargaining position of the other party, Gaven didn’t hesitate to shake his head and refuse, "I do not agree with this kind of trade."

"Mr. Gaven, how profitable is this deal? You don’t need to pay any amount upfront and can deploy nearly ten thousand various horses."

"That’s right, all the risks would be born by us on your behalf. Why would you still refuse?"

"Sir, I think you might want to reconsider this deal."

The horse traders couldn’t help but persuade Gaven all at once, their expressions resembling those of the salespeople on Earth who urge people to buy houses or cars on installment plans.

Mage Anbala waved his hand to stop the horse farm owners from prattling on and looked at Gaven, "This is just our proposed way of trading. If the gentleman has a better idea, please let us know, so we can continue the discussion."

"Your proposal is based on the assumption that I can’t immediately produce equivalent goods or funds. I do appreciate your kindness, but I prefer a clear-cut deal with cash payment. I will pay for the battle horses in Gold Coins."

Gaven flatly rejected their method of trade. If I have enough cash, why should I engage in a deal that lets you profit on both ends?

The over half a million Gold Coins he had harvested from the Young Red Dragon’s Lair were still gathering dust in his treasury.

He now had a bit of the Giant Dragon’s hoarding tendency, but that didn’t mean he was unwilling to put those Gold Coins to use. Gold Coins that weren’t in circulation were just a pile of precious metal: they couldn’t be eaten or drunk, nor could they reproduce and create new value.

The horse farm owners looked at each other involuntarily. Over the recent ten days, they had thoroughly felt the young man’s impressive wealth but hadn’t expected it to be this immense.

Although they were unclear on the specific number of battle horses he wanted to purchase, his manner suggested that it wouldn’t be fewer than a few thousand, which would hardly justify the fuss he was making. Even for the lowest grade nags for pulling carts, it was a transaction of several hundred thousand.

Pay in full with Gold Coins, what kind of cash flow would that require?

Did he rob a Giant Dragon Nest?

Well, it seems he actually did rob the lair of a Red Dragon.

It seems they had underestimated him.

Without waiting for the horse farm owners to react, Gaven continued, "All the battle horses will be priced according to the market rate of the City of Brilliance. I have no objections to that, but instead of picking up the horses myself, you will deliver them to a location I designate. The number will be calculated based on the good horses I receive, and I will personally deliver the payment to this place."

Gaven had announced from the start that he would pick up the battle horses himself, and there were several calculations behind this move.

First, it gave him a legitimate excuse to purchase the Stone Stallion Inn, which served its purpose and didn’t raise too much suspicion.

Second, he had a large number of Fae Race Druids at his disposal, all capable of communicating with and taming animals, giving them an advantage in herding groups of battle horses.

Third, it was to probe the reactions of the horse farm owners in Anfield Village.

In Felen, collusion between merchants and bandits is a widespread issue.

They would sell you the goods and then turn around and sell your information to the bandits along the route. That would be considered mild.

Some would have their own guards pose as bandits to rob back the goods they sold you, which is not an uncommon practice. The Santarin Association is most skilled in such tactics.

From the information gathered from the surroundings and several hints from Mother Gao Ser, these horse farm owners in Anfield Village couldn’t be considered clean. The issue of unaccounted-for battle horses popping up in their stables was a problem.

As long as it didn’t affect him directly, Gaven didn’t have the spare effort to interfere for the time being, as it was not his territory.

But as for picking up the orders himself, that was definitely off the table for Gaven. In this way, he wouldn’t have to worry about any losses during the transport; the responsibility would fall on the horse farm owners.

In contrast, transporting his crates of Gold Coins would be a straightforward task—utilizing the unusual capacity of the Dimensional Cave paired with Teleportation Spells, transporting such valuable items was more than suitable, requiring only a few extra trips.

Gaven then added a third point, "As for the trouble caused by the Swift Roc at the horse farm, I only want to ask one thing: does the bounty of one hundred thousand Gold Coins you previously offered still stand?"

When he posed this question, Mage Anbala had basically understood what he wanted to do. He plainly intended to use the Swift Roc’s head to pay for the battle horses.

No matter how many dark and filthy methods they employed behind the scenes, in the public eye, they were legitimate horse farm operators under the jurisdiction of the City of Brilliance. The bounty they had offered before absolutely could not be retracted now. Biting the bullet, he nodded in agreement, "It stands. As long as the gentleman can bring the monster’s head, we will collectively make the payment. However, if you require our assistance, the bounty will be substantially reduced."

"That is only natural," Gaven nodded in agreement, "Do any of you gentlemen have objections to my proposal for the trade?"

The horse farm owners quickly exchanged glances through their eyes, and finally, it was Mage Anbala who said, "Mr. Gaven’s trading proposal is drastically different from ours; please allow us to discuss it privately."