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Chapter 92 - 92 89 Bimon Emperor Request for first Subscription _1

92: Chapter 89, Bimon Emperor (Request for first Subscription) _1 92: Chapter 89, Bimon Emperor (Request for first Subscription) _1 “We’re all old friends, let’s split it half-half!”

As Hudson’s words fell, Baron Katelai felt like dying.

But, it wasn’t the suicidal kind, he had the desire to kill the vampire before his eyes.

Only, the unfamiliar surroundings made him let go of these tempting thoughts.

To break a friendship on someone else’s territory would undoubtedly invite a beating.

“That’s impossible!

Baron Hudson, your appetite is too much!

I just need a batch of food in an emergency, you’re trying to ruin me!”

Having just stood up to leave, Baron Katelai regretted it.

Half the population was not impossible to deal with, as long as the grain exchanged was enough, that was not a problem at all.

After all, losses could be passed on.

Currently, all the nobles of the North were facing a food shortage, so exchanging population for food was not an impossible operation.

Should he leave or not?

After hesitating for a bit, Baron Katelai sat back down again.

While saving face was important, survival was even more so.

Having come down from the North, he had already put all his stakes on the table.

If he couldn’t stand his ground in the Maple Domain, all his efforts would be in vain.

Family resources were limited; it was impossible to continue investing in a failure.

One failure meant a lifetime of working for the clan to pay off the debts, just like Knight Holman who followed him.

“Don’t rush to refuse, hear my offer first.

150,000lbs of rye + 200,000 lbs of mixed grain.

As an old friend, I can even throw in ten iron pots.

If you have similar business, you can refer to me and you can take a 10% benefit.”

Hudson kept mentioning “old friend”, making Baron Katelai’s scalp tingle everytime he heard the phrase as if it meant old friends were meant to be ripped off.

So-called friendship only worth ten iron pots.

But thinking about their relationship, being able to cash out for ten iron pots wasn’t so bad.

As for introducing business, Baron Katelai completely ignored it.

This kind of blood-sucking business, no matter who you introduce it to, it would offend people.

Merely a 10% gain was not enough to let him put down his prejudices and solicit customers for the vampire before his eyes.

“Respected Baron Hudson, this price, it’s practically daylight robbery!”

Katelai held back his anger and said.

On average each laborer could only exchange for over a hundred pounds of grain, most of which were mixed.

If put under normal circumstances, the price would definitely not exceed 3 silver coins.

“Don’t rush to get angry, sir.

Man should know contentment, only when you learn to be content, can you have a good mood.

Change your thinking, this is essentially a no-cost transaction.

Now, you can still retain half of your population and, in addition, get so much grain.

What’s not to be satisfied with?

Don’t forget the current situation, Governor Piers is about to come and mediate.

The things you did before are not impeccable.

If it is to be examined deeply, there surely will be slip-ups.

Let’s not mention other things, just the number of your population alone, you don’t have a reasonable explanation!

Don’t say more than 6,000 people, even if you cut it by half, you being able to get through this would be considered lucky.

If you can’t explain clearly, when the time comes to be pursued, can you really protect so many people?

Rather than having it forcibly taken away by the Governor’s Mansion, you may as well trade in advance, at least you can get a batch of grain.”

Hudson said with a grin.

Butchering people also required a skill, though his words were alarmist, the intervention of the Governor’s Mansion indeed posed a great disadvantage to the Northern aristocracy.

If his own followers were bullied, it would be self-evident where the boss would stand.

If no handle were grasped, that would be alright, but once a problem was plucked out, Earl Piers was likely to punish severely.

After exchanging glances with Hudson, knowing this was the final offer, it was not a negotiation with him, Katelai helplessly sighed.

“Fine, let’s do as Baron Hudson suggests.

But I hope, there won’t be any changes afterwards!”

As he spoke, Baron Katelai’s heart was bleeding.

Running around for over a month, having offended all the neighbors, in the end, Hudson only paid out “150,000 lbs of rye + 200,000 lbs of mixed grain”, and took away half the spoils of war.

Yet, he didn’t even have the courage to refuse.

The domain’s food supply was about to run out, the serfs were crying out in hunger, people were escaping every single day.

If he couldn’t get any more food, even the soldiers would start to starve.

You can’t seriously go rob places, can you?

Trading could at least retain half the population, quickly replant some short growth period crops, use the acquired grain sparingly, and it could last till harvest.

If he took the soldiers out to rob, the pent-up frustration would be let out.

On the other hand, a rebellion hat would be put on him, and he wouldn’t be able to conclude it.

“Rest assured, Baron Katelai.

My reputation in the entire Southeastern Province is impeccable, there will absolutely not be any unsightly things that would discredit your noble honor.”

Hudson assured with a relaxed manner.

In terms of reliability, he was indeed impeccable.

Ask any of the nobles who had worked with him, and none had a bad word to say.

Now was the time for him to get returns.

If it wasn’t for his good reputation, Baron Katelai wouldn’t have come to seek him.

Transaction completed, he watched Baron Katelai leave with a bit of disappointment.

Initially, I wanted to take the opportunity to promote my side-product, but alas, Katelai was too impatient.

As soon as he finished discussing the matter, he immediately said goodbye and left, unwilling to stay a moment longer.

But no worries about it, there’s no need to rush something as monopolized as this.