Zhutian: Starting from the Space-Time Merchant

Chapter 55 Rounding
The sun sets and the twilight is hazy.

Lin Dao walked through the warehouse where valuable goods were stored, looking for the item he liked.

"He Shou Wu, this is not worth much~"

"The Tianshan Snow Lotus is not worth much~"

"Musk, this thing can't be bought or sold~"

"Ambergris, this is good."

Looking at the slightly ivory-white stone in front of him, Lin Dao nodded with satisfaction, "I know this is valuable. It's sold by the gram."

The piece of ambergris in front of me, which is shaped like an egg yolk, weighs at least several kilograms.

If you get closer, the rich scent of flowers and trees lingers.

Get a piece of silk, wrap the ambergris in it and take it away.

Back in the modern world of Harbour City, Lin Dao took a taxi and headed straight to Xinsheng Hall.

"Lin Sheng."

The manager, beaming with a smile, glanced at Lin Dao's backpack and greeted him warmly, "The flowers in the shop have already bloomed since we opened this morning. We must have a distinguished guest."

"You are quite knowledgeable." Lin Dao smiled. "You speak so nicely."

When we arrived at the reception room, we were served fine tea that cost tens of thousands of yuan per pound.

After a few casual chats, the manager got down to business.

"Mr. Lin is here this time~"

Lin Dao didn't waste any time, took off his backpack and placed it on the solid wooden table.

He opened the backpack, stretched out his hands and took out a large thing wrapped in silk.

The manager's eyes sparkled.

According to their experience in this industry, the bigger the item, the higher its value.

When the silk came untied, the manager's breathing quickened.

"This is~" He observed it carefully, leaned closer and took a deep breath.

"Ambergris~"

After a while, the old doctor came to the reception room.

There's nothing much to say, just go up and observe the color first.

The best quality ambergris is gold, amber, and ivory yellow.

Lin Dao's ambergris is ivory white, not the best, but certainly not bad.

The second thing is to check the moisture content. Dry ones are definitely better than fresh ones with high moisture content.

Next is the appearance.

The best shape is similar to egg yolk, followed by a whole piece of layered shape.

Ambergris’ name contains the word “fragrance”, so fragrance is naturally extremely important.

Low-quality taste, rotten and fishy.

Medium taste, earthy and salty.

Premium taste, fruity and floral.

If it is the best quality, it will have the aroma of medicine, wine, and sweet amber.

The old doctor approached the ambergris, took a deep breath, closed his eyes and looked intoxicated.

"Fruit wood fragrance~~~"

Seeing this scene, Lin Dao, who was sitting on the sofa, couldn't help but want to laugh.

Ambergris is essentially the intestinal wax of sperm whales and is a secretion.

It can even be said in general terms that it is excrement.

The old doctor's intoxicated expression is like smelling feces~~~
After a long and careful examination, the old doctor nodded vigorously to the manager.

"it is true."

"Above medium quality."

These days, counterfeiting technology has reached its peak, and anything can be faked.

Distinguishing the authenticity has become the most important thing.

The manager knew what was going on and said with a smile, "Mr. Lin~"

"I found it by chance." Lin Dao picked up the tea bowl and said, "For sale."

The manager didn't waste any time and got up and left.

He came back quickly with an electronic scale in his hand.

Carefully place the ambergris on the electronic scale and the data will be displayed quickly.

"Four thousand nine hundred and fifty-two grams."

It weighs nearly ten kilograms.

The price of ambergris is sold by gram.

"Mr. Lin." The manager adjusted his glasses. "We can offer you 950 yuan per gram."

He then added, "Don't worry, Mr. Lin, the prices we offer are absolutely the industry standard."

"If you don't believe it, you can go to other colleagues to ask for the price."

"Round it up."

Lin Dao said calmly, "It's five kilograms."

The manager breathed a sigh of relief and thought to himself, "Why don't you give up the number four?"

"A difference of a few dozen grams would mean tens of thousands of dollars."

Lin Dao added, "Nine hundred and fifty yuan, let's round it up to one thousand yuan per gram."

The price of these five items has increased by hundreds of thousands.

"Mr. Lin." The manager's face was a little tense. "I can't make the decision on this matter. I have to ask the boss for his opinion."

Lin Dao said nothing and drank his tea leisurely.

He is in no hurry.

Ambergris is extremely difficult to obtain and is the only one among the four famous fragrances that cannot be synthesized artificially.

There is no doubt that this is a typical seller's market.

There are plenty of shops willing to pay for it.

The manager, who had gone out to make a phone call, quickly returned, "Mr. Lin, the boss agreed."

"The boss wants to make friends with Mr. Lin."

"Let's have tea and play soccer together when Lin Sheng is free."

For those in the Chinese medicine industry, Lin Dao, who can produce century-old wild ginseng and large pieces of ambergris one after another, is a noble person.

After all, the bulk of their money comes from the wealthy.

When giving medicine to the rich, of course it has to be extremely expensive.

For those in Lin Dao who can get precious medicinal herbs, no one will ask about the source of the herbs. They just hope to continue to get them.

"Okay, I'll have time." Lin Dao agreed readily.

"Mr. Lin," the manager continued, "is it a check, a business one, or cash?"

"cash."

Back in the hotel room, Lin Dao looked at the dozens of stacks of Taurus in his backpack.

"A piece of precious medicinal material is like winning the first prize."

"It's enough to buy thousands of tons of feed and feed many more people."

I remembered that there were still a few pieces of ambergris in the warehouse in Xiangguo City.

"Sell slowly and don't bargain."

The next day, Lin Dao came out of the valuables warehouse.

Liu Hu and others who were guarding outside were already accustomed to this.

"Let's go." Looking back at the treasures in the warehouse, Lin Dao said in a good mood, "Let's eat."

When they returned to the rear hall of Jiande, Jinlian had already prepared breakfast and served it to her husband.

Liu Hu and others went to eat the special meal.

Lin Dao ate with gusto, but Jinlian, who was standing beside him, wiped her eyes as she watched.

"What's going on?" Lin Dao was confused. "Why are you crying for no reason?"

"Lord~"

Jinlian explained in a low voice, "My dear Master, you may be the richest man in the world, but you care about the people."

"In order to ensure that everyone can have food, I would rather eat simple meals myself."

"Even though there was such a delicacy as canned meat, the Lord was reluctant to eat it and left it for the soldiers defending the city."

"I am so touched~~~"

After hearing this, Lin Dao was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

I looked down at the boiled eggs, corn porridge, corn tortillas and pickled black beans on the table.

This is clearly the health-preserving diet advocated in the modern world.

As for luncheon meat, it contains preservatives and various additives. If I have a choice, I would certainly not eat it.

I thought it would be fun to tease the little girl when I have nothing to do.

"Oh~~~"

Lin Dao put down his chopsticks and sighed, "When I think about the fact that there are so many people in the world who are still hungry, I feel sad."

"I eat less, it's okay if it's almost okay."

“I only hope that one day, everyone in the world can have enough food to eat.”

"Then it's worth my trip."

Jinlian was so moved that she wanted to throw herself into her husband's arms.

The Lord has the people of the world in his heart, he is simply a saint~~~
Lin Dao was in a good mood and went to inspect the city after dinner.

He went to the garment factory first.

Hundreds of female workers are bending over their sewing machines.

Pieces of clothing are packed and bundled, waiting to be sent to the warehouse.

Lin Dao would ship these clothes back to the modern world and sell them to the customers snatched from the domineering president at super low prices.

His cost here is almost the same as the money spent on the fabric.

As for labor costs, they are so low that you only need to provide food.

Garment factories that use machines on a large scale also need profit margins.

Lin Dao doesn't need it here, as long as he can snatch the domineering president's customers.

Just to make him bankrupt.

Leaving the garment factory, we arrived at the artisan camp.

The main task of the artisan camp recently is threading iron rings.

Lin Dao ordered a large number of small iron rings from the processing factory in the modern world.

After being transported, they were handed over to the craftsmen to wear.

Layer upon layer of iron rings strung together form chain mail.

Wear silk inside, chain mail and cotton armor outside, and add a set of simple plate armor on the outermost layer, and the equipment of a soldier is complete.

Lin Dao picked up a set of finished chain mail, stroking it and looking at it.

The quality is naturally beyond reproach.

Steel products from the modern world, when brought to the Yonghe space and time, are more powerful than meteorite iron.

As for those local products that are full of impurities, there is no need to compare them at all.

"Lord~"

A craftsman with a weathered look on his face came over with a set of chain mail in his hands.

"I have made a new set of armor, please take a look, Master~"

Lin Dao didn't care and reached out to take it.

Before he could receive the chain mail, a tall figure suddenly passed by him.

Liu Hu rushed over and knocked the craftsman to the ground.

Before Lin Dao could react, a group of guards rushed out and pinned down the craftsman like a pyramid.

He was instantly surrounded by his personal guards.

Not long after, Liu Hu's roar was heard, "Everyone, don't move!"

"Those who act without mercy will be killed without mercy!"

The craftsmen around were all trembling.

Seeing the dagger in Liu Hu's hand, Lin Dao finally came to his senses.

Was I being assassinated?
"Bring people here."

Lin Dao signaled the guards in front of him to move aside.

Looking at the assassin whose limbs were broken and one cheek was sunken.

He frowned slightly. "Who ordered you to do that?"

If someone in the city ordered this, then this matter is not over yet.

The craftsman, with his mouth full of blood, uttered in his throat, "I just want to die quickly~~~"

Here, Liu Hu had already dragged the trembling leader of the craftsmen camp over.

Lin Dao, expressionless, instructed, "Go check where he lives."

"This matter must be thoroughly investigated."

As the news spread, many people rushed over quickly.

The first to arrive was Wang Meng.

As soon as he came, he apologized.

Lin Dao handed over both military and civil affairs to him, but such a sensational thing happened.

Theoretically speaking, if something happens to Lin Dao, the person most likely to take over power will be Wang Meng.

Knowing this, Wang Meng came over and said nothing, just apologizing.

Lin Dao did not completely believe the records in history books.

Nor will I give unreserved trust to the people of this time and space.

He just gestured to Wang Meng to wait on the side.

Soon, Qin Lang, Jin Lian, Sun Dalang and his sister, and a group of captains rushed over.

Lin Dao waved his hand without saying anything, just asking everyone to wait.

Liu Hu came back with a pigeon in his hand.

"Master Lang."

Liu Hu stepped forward and saluted. "I didn't find the letter, I only found a hidden pigeon."

Wang Meng took two steps forward and took a closer look. "It's a carrier pigeon."

Many smart people secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Using carrier pigeons is most likely to communicate with people outside the city.

Lin Dao remained silent.

This was probably the most dangerous time, except for when I was a kid and ran onto the road after school without any understanding and was almost hit.

His gaze turned towards the craftsman who was being held tightly by the guards.

"Pry his mouth open!"

(End of this chapter)