"Master Boer, it's not easy to purchase barley and wheat right now!"
"You know, that heavy snow in winter caused Morgan Town... not just Morgan Town, but the entire Kakasong City, and even all the farmland in the Karedi Empire, to suffer severe damage."
"Whether they are Free People or those Manor Lords, they all fear a significant reduction in the summer harvest!"
"They are unwilling and dare not sell their grain any longer..."
"We also want to buy more grain, use the grain to barter for fine salt, and make money, and it's a doubling of profits, everyone wants that."
"But... Master Boer, we really can't get any!"
Listening to the explanation from the brown-haired man, the previously silent four people all nodded in agreement.
"Yes, Master Boer, I want to make money too."
"I'm even close to bringing out everything from my family's reserves..."
"..."
Listening to their words, Boer's brow furrowed even deeper.
This is something everyone understands.
Whether it's him or Master Lynn.
If for this reason, he has to tell Master Lynn that he can't help him obtain more grain.
Boer feels that Master Lynn would not hesitate to shut him out of the city walls.
No.
He didn't even need Master Lynn to reject him.
As a local traveling merchant dealing in farm products, unable to gather barley like last time, Boer felt ashamed to seek out Master Lynn.
Boer ignored the words of the few people and fell silent.
His mind was quickly cycling through thoughts.
Until a few minutes later.
Boer suddenly spoke to the few people: "Who is the largest Manor Lord in Morgan Town?"
Facing the question, the five merchants couldn't help but glance at each other.
"Jonas Frank?"
Naturally, it would be Jonas.
Having the most land and the most peasants and hired Free People.
Everyone knows of him.
Being from Morgan Town, Boer would obviously know too.
They were puzzled why Boer would ask such a simple question.
Boer nodded and continued, "Jonas is the largest Manor Lord in Morgan Town, so why aren't you seeking him to purchase large amounts of barley?"
"The harsh snowfall weather is just a once-in-a-decade event."
The few people hesitated immediately.
The brown-haired man, Holland Zion, spoke, "Master Boer... we don't dare..."
Jonas, being the most powerful Manor Lord in Morgan Town.
Having the most land and peasants, as well as numerous guards and soldiers.
But how could they, mere ordinary local traveling merchants, face such a major Manor Lord?
Especially.
A few years ago, after an outsider farm product merchant was hanged and exposed for deceit and trickery against Jonas.
No merchant dared to seek out Jonas for any business dealings.
Boer glanced around at them, seeing the same tense and fearful expressions on the other four.
Boer sighed, "I understand."
"Then continue to purchase grain elsewhere, as for Jonas... I will go to meet him..."
The few, including Holland, looked at Boer in surprise, wanting to speak up and stop him.
However, thinking of Master Lynn behind them, they could only comply.
They couldn't help but admire Boer's courage.
Naturally, they would admire Boer.
Not only because Boer founded the Merchant Guild at their feet, becoming the president of many local traveling merchants in Morgan Town.
But also because Boer was decisive and determined.
Facing several robber attacks, even when the Guard Team was wiped out,
Boer still transported goods to conduct trade in the frontier territories.
It was because Boer led the way that they now enjoyed a prosperous life!
Boer stood up and gazed at the faces of the five.
"Everyone, please always remember one point I have repeatedly instructed."
"No matter what happens, our traveling trade is solely for making money."
"It's never been instructed by anyone."
"Understand?"
Holland and the others responded with solemn expressions, "Understood!"
Boer nodded, "That's good, I hope you can remember these words."
The five merchants nodded in support.
Boer spoke, "Go and be busy then."
They were about to leave when Boer stopped Holland.
Only after the other four merchants descended the wooden stairs did Boer speak to Holland.
"Holland, I recall you have some connections with people in Jonas Manor?"
Holland nodded slightly, "Indeed, Master Boer, but it was during my childhood."
"Before the Zion Clan fell into decline, we were close friends."
"But with generations of decline, until it's just me now, I've only been to Frank Castle once..."
Boer nodded slightly, inquiring, "Do you currently know anyone in Frank Castle?"
"I need someone to introduce me to Jonas Manor Lord..."
Holland responded, "Miss Janet, she is the granddaughter of Jonas Manor Lord."
"If you want to see her, you can do it tonight!"
"With the death of Jonas's fourth son Eduardo, a mass will be held at the town's church..."
"If there's an opportunity, I can introduce Miss Janet to you..."
Boer looked at Holland approvingly, "Very well, I'll trouble you then."
Arranged a meeting with Holland to go to Frank Castle together.
Boer let Holland leave the Merchant Guild Hall.
Boer did not leave immediately, but sat in his chair, contemplating.
All the events experienced in this period, Boer has undoubtedly grown a lot.