Protect Our Clan Leader

Chapter 2487: Chapter 49: Wang Shouzhe, the Ancestor of the Wastrel

The annual supply of a Transcendent Void Realm from such a poverty-stricken family may not even be able to buy this pound of Tien Zhi Fragrance.

Wang Shouzhe followed the suggestion and took a sip, praising, “This wine is not bad. Ever since I went out to train, I’ve not had such fine wine for a long time.” To be honest, Wang Shouzhe had actually never drunk Level Seven Spirit Rice wine before.

The grain varieties in the Divine Martial World nowadays barely reach Level Six.

Even in this Tianrui Saint Dynasty, this Level Seven Tien Zhi Spirit Rice is only produced in small quantities by the Imperial Household, the Si Family, and various Great Heavenly Abodes, not only are the planting conditions extremely stringent, but the Sky-blessed Imperial Family also has strict control over the spirit seeds.

The control methods over Level Seven Spirit Rice seeds are somewhat similar to Wang Shouzhe’s control over Spirit Rice seeds—you can purchase Spirit Rice seeds to plant, but you cannot obtain new Spirit Rice seeds through reproduction.

Therefore, even though Wang Shouzhe has been in the Sacred Domain for twenty years, he still hasn’t managed to obtain Level Seven Spirit Rice seeds that can self-reproduce. Otherwise, with such a long time past, he could have been selling Level Seven Spirit Rice by now.

“If Young Master Shouzhe likes it, then drink a few more cups.” Prince Wen Yu appeared very pleased, hospitable, “Today’s vintage Tien Zhi Fragrance is unlimited.”

Besides Tien Zhi Fragrance, the other delicacies on the table were also extraordinary. For example, the tongue of an Eleven-Level Sky Cloud Sparrow, using only the most exquisite part to prepare a [Steamed Sparrow Tongue]. Such a simple name, yet the price can easily reach hundreds of thousands of Immortal Crystals!

A meal like this, with both wine and food, might cost tens of millions of Immortal Crystals, equivalent to one-tenth of an Immortal Spirit Stone.

Poorer families, upon seeing the bill, might shed tears of heartache.

And from the specifications of this meal, it was clear that Prince Wen Yu held Wang Shouzhe in high regard for this meeting.

However, while Wang Shouzhe usually wouldn’t eat so luxuriously, such an occasion wasn’t intimidating at all for him.

After all, even when sending Immortal Tea to his own maids, he would give it by the jar.

From beginning to end, he was relaxed, free, and uninhibited, showing a demeanor of someone accustomed to grand scenes, unfazed by it all.

When he encountered a dish he liked, he’d take a few more bites, and if he didn’t like it, he’d just taste it briefly. While eating and drinking, he casually chatted with Prince Wen Yu about various worldly gossip.

Having been in the Sacred Domain for twenty years, Wang Shouzhe’s mind was already filled with a mountain of information, no longer the fresh-eyed newcomer he once was. Even when chatting with someone as knowledgeable as Prince Wen Yu, he didn’t reveal the slightest flaw.

Of course, he also didn’t forget to maintain his “rakish” persona.

Having eaten and drunk to contentment, both host and guest were pleased.

Prince Wen Yu ordered a pot of Immortal Tea to be brewed, then gradually got to the main topic, “Brother Shouzhe, I heard you have control over some Spirit Rice sources?”

In the span of a meal, with toasts exchanged, the two became as close as “brothers.”

“What, Brother Wen Yu is also venturing into the Spirit Rice business?” Wang Shouzhe sipped the Spiritual Tea nonchalantly, casually asking back.

“Haha, some of the Imperial Manors’ production are managed by my people.” Prince Wen Yu said with a hearty laugh, “To be honest, with the addition of some Prominent Family connections, grain merchants, and so on, I can directly and indirectly control twenty percent of the Tianrui Saint Dynasty’s grain production.”

Twenty percent?

Wang Shouzhe narrowed his eyes slightly.

This was somewhat unexpected for him. Currently, the Holy Area Development Bureau’s sale of grain to the Tianrui Saint Dynasty only occupies about ten percent of the annual total transaction volume in the Tianrui Saint Dynasty.

However, Prince Wen Yu probably wasn’t boasting, just using a kind of rhetoric.

Indirect control naturally means controlling through influence and connections. Reaching twenty percent this way makes sense. Whether he himself can directly control one percent, that’s another question.

“I have a win-win proposal.” Prince Wen Yu said seriously, “I see you’re not very interested in business. Why don’t you sell off the grain you can procure annually to me in one go? As for the price, I assure you, it won’t let you suffer; you’ll earn more than by supporting the Jiang’s as agents.”

“Brother Wen Yu has quite the appetite,” Wang Shouzhe said with a faint smile.

“Haha, it’s not about having a big or small appetite.” Prince Wen Yu laughed heartily, “With the grain I currently control, combined with the grain you provide annually, I can directly or indirectly control thirty percent of the grain, naturally giving me more influence.”

Wang Shouzhe naturally understood his meaning.

The more grain he directly controls, the more negotiating power he has. By then, many uncertain small and large grain merchants will follow his lead, thus his influence will increase like snowballing.

By then, the entire Tianrui Saint Dynasty’s grain will be in the palm of his hand, to raise or lower as he wishes.

Of course, Wang Shouzhe also believed that with the ambition Prince Wen Yu displayed, he naturally wouldn’t be content just to make a little profit by controlling the rise and fall of grain prices. In fact, for him, it’s a strong political capital and weapon to expand his power and combat any opponents he wishes to.

Quite a beautiful thought.

In this way, won’t our Divine Martial World become merely your workers?

Prince Wen Yu’s mistake was underestimating Wang Shouzhe. In terms of vision and foresight, Wang Shouzhe sees far wider and further than he does.

“I have a gift for Brother Wen Yu.” Wang Shouzhe smiled, not delving into a deeper discussion on the matter, instead pulling out a one-tael jar of Wu Dao Immortal Tea, handing it to Prince Wen Yu as he stood up, “As a token of thanks for Brother Wen Yu’s hospitality today.”

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