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Chapter 98 - 98 91 Chaotic Dadir_1

98: Chapter 91, Chaotic Dadir_1 98: Chapter 91, Chaotic Dadir_1 Pushing open the doors of the warehouse, it was as though entering a completely new world.

Various farming tools of all shapes and sizes were neatly laid out, filling the entire room.

“Please feel free to choose, these are just a small portion of what we have.

If you are not satisfied, there are other types of farming tools available.”, Hudson said nonchalantly.

In reality, despite the assortment of farming tools on display, there wasn’t much variety.

The differing tool styles were mainly due to the craftsmanship of different artisans.

Striving to offer a diversity of service for his customers, Hudson did not undertake standardized production.

It was all handcrafted, after all, and making uniform designs were simply troublesome.

Owing to the requirements for differentiated pricing, the same items made by different artisans might hold slight variations in price.

Of course, this lack of drastic price difference wasn’t due to Hudson’s inefficient marketing strategies.

It’s just that these were ordinary farming tools that did not have the potential for price markup.

An awkward situation ensued, as Baron Katelai, facing a motley assortment of farming tools, had no idea where to begin.

When picking weapons, he could give insightful critiques, with a professional-level understanding of all armaments.

Yet, choosing farming tools was beyond his wheelhouse, as it had never been in his realm of knowledge.

Baron Katelai, who initially thought farming tools would be a straightforward purchase, found himself in a dilemma.

Should he go back and bring an old farmer to make the selection?

No, that would just make the whole scene look as though the esteemed Baron Katelai was inferior to even lowly serfs!

Looking at the prices marked on each tool, Baron Katelai let out a sigh of relief.

Though he didn’t know how inflated these prices might be, he thought they were relatively low.

Take the plough for instance.

The cheapest was merely 3.5 silver coins and the most expensive, 8 silver coins.

What determined the cost was not the designing craftsmanship but rather its weight.

Of course, all they had here were small farming tools.

Those large machines pulled by eight oxen were not going to be bought with a few silver coins.

Hudson didn’t pitch any large farming tools to Baron Katelai, as he understood that the Baron’s estate lacked enough livestock, which rendered such large tools redundant.

Picking up a random tool and gauging its weight, Baron Katelai frowned and commented, “Baron Hudson, these farming tools are indeed too brittle and not sharp enough.

Why can’t we create them using better quality iron?”

Hearing this naive complaint, Hudson rolled his eyes.

Making farming tools out of high-quality iron would be too excessive.

“If you are willing to pay threefold the price, I wouldn’t mind forging them with higher quality iron.

However, it’s extravagant.

Farm tools are simply farm tools, they do not require characteristics emulating weapons.

The performance of these tools is perfectly suitable for daily farming routines.

If we further enhance its quality, they would become weapons instead of farming tools.”

The customer is the Lord of the Dawn, theoretically, Hudson would never refuse any reasonable requests from the customer, with the precondition that the payment is sufficient.

As long as you are willing to pay, Hudson can have his blacksmit forge farming tools resembling weapon quality.

However, don’t dream about purchasing the tools from him, melting them down to forge weapons.

The resulting weapons would be of exceedingly poor quality.

Unless you pay extra, the quality disparity between farming tools and weapons cannot be altered.

In this regard, Master Hudson was exceptionally principled.

Baron Katelai, unsure of what to choose, decided simply to buy what he had seen before.

Although the tools he purchased might not have the best cost-performance, at least he was certain of their usability and would not get swindled.

Hudson didn’t interfere with his decision and let him pick as he pleased.

The only limitation was that there was no bargaining.

Of course, that was a minor issue.

As noblemen, few were petty hagglers, especially towards goods with a lower unit price that they didn’t have a clear pricing expectation for in their heads.

In less than half an hour, Baron Katelai had finished his selection, a display of great efficiency.

Satisfied with the straightforward customer, Hudson thought this business was much simpler than in the past world.

Not only were the products’ quality requirements low, there wasn’t even a need for any after-sales service.

Such excellent customers made Hudson hesitant to overcharge them.

After all, business thrives on regular customers, rather than one-time big profits.

“It totals 401 gold coins plus 3 silver coins and forty copper coins.

Let’s ignore the fraction, making it 401 gold coins.

“You are still short of ninety-nine gold coins of the minimum spend limit.

How about you choose some daily necessities, say kitchen knives, iron pot, iron spade?…

We offer everything you might need in daily life.

If you utilise these products in your kitchen, it will significantly improve the living conditions of your warriors.”

Hudson aggressively pitched his ware.

He didn’t mention the serfs, for he knew they didn’t care about these lowly serfs in the eyes of the nobles.

Improving their living conditions had never been addressed.

Although they didn’t care about the serfs, they held their elite warriors in high esteem.

They were all meritorious to the nobles, and naturally, they would want to provide better living conditions for them wherever possible.

Who else would be willing to work their guts out, otherwise?