Big Capitalist

Merlin continued to say to the audience in the live broadcast room with deep emotion: "Family members, you must buy Jianzhan within your means. Although porcelain is precious and is indeed a symbol of the status of nobles and upper-class people, we buy porcelain by no means for superficial status comparison. I firmly believe that everyone in the live broadcast room truly loves porcelain. They like Jianzhan because they are in love with the profound artistic heritage of Oberon culture. When you pick up a Jianzhan and taste tea, it is not only a display of status, nor is it just tasting the fragrance of tea, but also a tasting of the culture that has been deposited over the years of history."

The live broadcast room was instantly flooded with comments:

"The president said it very well. We are the ones who truly appreciate porcelain. Cultural inheritance is the most important thing!"

"That's right, we love Jianzhan and Aoberon culture, but we don't do it for the sake of comparison!"

"President Merlin's words really hit the nail on the head. This is the true charm of porcelain!"

"Support the President. Together we will pass on the treasures of Oberon culture!"

"Following President Merlin, not only can I buy good porcelain, but I can also understand the cultural connotations. It's great!"

However, Merlin knew very well that these guys knew nothing about porcelain, let alone its historical background. They simply wanted to use it to show off their identity and status.

He said this just to give some psychological comfort to the nobles who bought cheap Jianzhan so that they would be more motivated to spend money.

Merlin had already planned for things like porcelain, and would focus on building the high-end market first.

When the high-end market gradually becomes saturated, we will launch cheaper porcelain that ordinary people can afford with a little effort, and then we will be able to reap a huge profit.

At this time, as soon as Staci put the Jianzhan link on the shelf, it was sold out almost instantly, and no Jianzhan could stay in the shopping cart for more than a second.

The nobles of the Aize continent have a "love" for porcelain that has reached a level of near fanaticism.

Master Lincoln continued to open the fired Jianzhan. Unlike before, one after another Jianzhan with excellent product appearance appeared.

Every time the kiln is opened, the audience in the live broadcast room are excited. Even those who cannot afford it are immersed in this exciting atmosphere like opening a blind box.

Seeing this, Merlin had already come behind the scenes. Now he was no longer needed here.

At this time, Yuna came forward and handed him a glass of water.

Merlin took the water cup, took a sip, and asked, "Yuna, how are the data in the live broadcast room?"

Yuna's face was filled with excitement as she said, "This was absolutely a perfect live broadcast. The value of the Jianzhan we sold has reached tens of millions of gold coins, and this number is still rising."

At this moment, Yuna changed the subject and asked, "Merlin, the nobles of the Beast Tribe don't have a lot of gold coins. Do you think it's possible to use salt, iron, various magical ores, cattle and sheep, etc. to offset the gold coins to buy Jianzhan?"

Merlin was slightly surprised and said, "The Beast Tribe nobles want to buy Jianzhan? They are so big, and such a small porcelain is a bit..."

Yuna smiled helplessly and explained, "It can't be helped. The beastmen have always regarded the Oberon civilization as their cultural orthodoxy. When it comes to the pursuit of porcelain, the beastmen have always been at the forefront."

Merlin thought for a moment and said, "No problem. These porcelains are made from clay after all, so they don't cost much. Bartering is perfectly acceptable. I remember a lot of porcelain was produced in the caves at the back. I can pick some out and send them to the Beast Tribe nobles."

Yuna couldn't help but admire Merlin after hearing this. She knew the porcelain production process intimately. Merlin had made tens, if not hundreds, of millions of gold coins in profit from this almost cost-free transaction.

The word "merchant" is no longer enough to describe Merlin.

The word that Merlin had used to joke about himself before, yes, was "capitalist".

However, Yuna knew clearly that if the Oberon civilization's century-long scam was exposed one day, Merlin would be in danger.

It can be said that Merlin is like dancing on the edge of a knife and walking on a tightrope in the air to make money.

This reminded Yuna of what Merlin had once said to her: "Capitalists fear no profit or too little profit, just as nature fears a vacuum. Once there is an appropriate profit, capital becomes bold. If there is a 10% profit, it will be used everywhere; with a 20% profit, it will become active; with a 50% profit, it will take risks; for the sake of 100% profit, it will dare to trample on all human laws; with a 300% profit, it will dare to commit any crime, even risking being hanged."

At night in the Earldom of Rio, the lights are as bright as stars.

Ever since the secret of the Oberon ruins was revealed, it has been like a huge magnet, attracting adventurers from all directions.

Not only is the exploration of the ruins itself full of temptation, but the accompanying casino is like an invisible vortex, "trapping" countless adventurers deeply within it, forcing them to cycle back and forth in the fantasy of wealth and adventure.

Thanks to this trend, the Earldom of Rio seemed to be injected with magical vitality and became increasingly prosperous.

New buildings are springing up in the town like mushrooms after a rain. The streets are bustling with people, and the shouts of merchants and the laughter of adventurers are intertwined, creating a prosperous scene.

At this moment, Merlin walked into his office with steady steps.

The interior layout is simple yet elegant. A large desk is placed in the center of the room, with various documents and pens neatly placed on the desk.

Merlin walked quietly to the desk, sat down, and reached out to pick up a pen to write something, but suddenly stopped.

He was keenly aware that the atmosphere around him was a little strange and so quiet that it made him feel uneasy.

With the current bustling scene in the territory, it is impossible for it to be so quiet.

Merlin's hand holding the pen paused slightly, and then his eyes suddenly became cold, and he said in a cold voice: "Come out, who is it?"

“Hehehehehe——”

A creepy and cold laugh sounded in the room, as if it came from the Nine Nether Hell.

Then, in the dark corner, a figure slowly emerged.

He was a man in a black robe. His whole body was tightly wrapped in the black robe, revealing only a pair of eyes hidden in the shadows, flashing with a cold light.

The man walked out of the darkness with his hands behind his back, taking slow and steady steps. Every step seemed to be stepping on Merlin's heart.

Merlin narrowed his eyes slightly and stared closely at the man in black who suddenly appeared.

With his keen perception, he could clearly feel the deadly aura emanating from the man, as if the other party was a sharp blade hidden in the darkness, ready to deliver a fatal blow at any time.

There was a tense atmosphere in the air, like the calm before the storm, making it hard to breathe.