The Transmigration Survival Guide Volume 1 Chapter 35
âNormally speaking, we donât conduct deals at night. The flame of candles cannot pour the Goddessâ fairness onto the scale. Night is the easiest time to fabricate things, so we donât deal at night, as legitimate merchants. Especially when it comes to business that involves a scale. As such, if you want to buy something, it is best that you wait until tomorrow morning.â The boss sat across from us, looking tired.
We went to look for the food merchant at night. We got to see him, directly thanks to our identity.
I didnât intend to buy anything. I just wanted to say something.
Leah held the water in front of her in her hands and took small sips.
Veirya maintained an erect posture throughout, even now. She wouldnât touch the food the person opposite her served up.
I was hoping sheâd have some so that Iâd have less work.
I looked at the boss opposite me and softly said, âItâs all right. I didnât come here to buy anything, this time. I just wanted to say something to you.â
âOh?â The boss smiled and then asked, âWhat do you have to say?â
âThe cats outside of your warehouse are quite plump.â I smiled and leaned forward. I then whispered in a slow and soft tone, âLeah really liked those cats. They were very furry and warm.â
âYeah! Yeah! There really were so many cats there! And they were all very cute! Papa, I want to raise one.â
âWhen we get back, Papa will get you one.â I sat back and gently rubbed Leahâs head.
Leah didnât know what happened, but the boss was scared silly in his chair. His face looked visibly pale and shocked under the flame of the candle. Beads of sweat revealed themselves on his forehead.
I smiled while looking at him. I then quietly said, âBut you do not need to worry. I have not told anyone about this. However, you should know what I am after, right? Not even gods can see what we do at night. Nobody will know if you sell food to us.â
The boss trembled, as he picked up his handkerchief to wipe the sweat off of his forehead. He then picked up the cup of water at the side and had several gulps before regaining his composure.
He then pursed his lips into a hopeless smile and said, âDid you find outâŚ? But you can understand, right? We only make a very little bit of money at this time and there is no famine in the city, right? So, so we have not done anything wrong, have we?â
I made an open hand gesture like I didnât care, and with a smile said, âCalm down. I am not an officer here to investigate you. Iâm just a customer here to buy food. What you do has nothing to do with me. But I should be able to purchase food from you without any hitches, right? Ten silver coins for one bag. I went twenty bags. I want to load them onto the carriage tomorrow.â
In all fairness, the merchant wasnât wrong to do that. After all, storing food like this was a way for food merchants to make money. Further, thereâs no rule saying he canât raise his prices, so under normal circumstances, I wouldnât resort to threatening him like this.
Things are different now, though. Thereâs no law to watch over him now, either. All I had to do was spread the news that he wasnât selling food. It would incite the angry people to come and rob him, the same way as what happened to the young girl.
Thatâs why he had to guard his warehouse well. He wasnât concerned about having his food robbed, but having his food discovered.
He stood up, and I noticed blood slowly circulated to his face again. He looked at me and continued, âSince you have discovered it, I have no need to lie to you anymore. Please follow me.â
I stood up with suspicion, while Veirya went on alert and pressed her hand on her sword handle.
The boss didnât seem to mind, however. We descended the stairs together. The boss took out a book and handed it to us.
With a helpless smile, he explained, âThis is our book. Our imported and exported food is recorded here clearly. Take a look for yourself.â
I took the book and opened it. While some food has been imported recently, theyâve basically sold all their food. In other words, they canât hoard food during this period.
However, based on the increase in prices, it doesnât appear as though the boss is lying. The price is, indeed, steep.
It looks like the so-called people in the south, who have food, are hoarding it and refusing to sell, as well. This truly infuriates the people subjected to its impact and makes them suffer. But you canât attack them for it.
One thing that I did notice, though, was that all of their food was imported from one store called Visete. It looks like this store may be a branch of Visete Company.
I continued flipping through. I then pressed the book onto the table aggressively and exclaimed, âYou only had fifty bags of food in your warehouse before?!â
âThatâs right. Because the city was once attacked, and the chance of Lord Veirya slaying the Demon King being an uncertainty, the business moved all of the assets out of this city as an insurance policy. I, therefore, only have fifty bags of food.â
âWe did not have an opportunity to restock afterwards, either.â
âAs such, I cannot sell you the amount you have requested, even if you know about our warehouse situation, as I only have so much food on hand.â
The boss shrugged with an open hand gesture. He looked at me as if to say, âI donât care, we can all die together.â
I looked at him and clenched my teeth. It looks like he planned for what to do if I uncovered his lie.
âYou conniving snake.â
While it was dangerous to be exposed, he knew that I couldnât threaten him with it, because he only has so much food on his hands.
âI can sell you ten bags. That is the most I can sell you.â
He shook his head hopelessly. He explained, âThe most lacking good in the north, right now, is food. However, the food from the south is a long way away from reaching here. Her Majesty left it with us to carry out disaster relief, but what can we do? I think we will have to wring ourselves out for a batch first, and then use rotten food, thereafter, to deal with it.â
âSheâs relying on merchants for disaster relief?! Thatâs impossible. The goal of a merchant is to make money, while disaster relief costs money. Itâs impossible for merchants to be willing to spend money to selflessly help out. Sheâs relying on merchants when she should be relying on the nationâs strength?!â
âThere is no helping it, though. The only people that can be depended on, right now, are us. I, honestly, cannot help you with your food issue. Please return. If you want, I can sell you ten bags.â
The merchant shook his head.
Leah looked at me a little fearfully and grabbed hold of my hand tightly.
I stood in place and clenched my fist tightly.
The merchant turned around to leave. Indeed, he was no longer needed now. I found out everything here, but this knowledge is meaningless. The food in the town should almost be out by now. I must bring food back tomorrow, or else the town will become like this place.
âWhat do I do? What do I do? What do I do?â
âI know how severe the current situation is now. I know how hopeless the situation is now. But what other options do I have? Think! Think! Think! What can I do?! Hurry up and think!â
âWhat else can I do? Even the warehouse is out now, so forget the cityâs warehouse. The food in the cityâs warehouse is for the citizens here. Without food, the people in the city will become the same as the people outside the city. No, whatâs scarier is that without food, Veirya and Leah will become like them, too. The townsfolk might even do something.â
âLeahâs current only home is no more, now.â
âSo who still has food on hand right now?â I thought to myself silently for a moment. âItâs pointless to stand here spacing out.â
âLetâs go, Veirya, Leah. Come with me to the military camp, again.â
I wiped my sweat on my forehead.
The merchant had wiped his head previously, and now it was my turn.
âIâm out of ways to back out. Even if my chance of success is unknown, I must try. Wait, no. This is no longer a test. I must succeed. Otherwise, forget providing Leah with a future; Leah wonât even have a tomorrow. I must win this time for Leahâs sake!