Chapter 137 Something Weird
"Baron Gervis, do you have enough of this golden wine?"
Pat was instantly interested when he heard that and couldn't wait any longer. With wine of this quality, he could even soak his entire body in it.
"The quantity is not large, but it should be enough to meet the consumption of the entire earldom!"
Gervis did not lie to Pat on this point, because the grapes were picked from wild grape vines. Because there was no human care and cultivation, even if the entire territory was turned upside down, there would only be about 6,000 to 7,000 kilograms of grapes. Even if some could be purchased from serfs later, the total would not exceed 10,000 kilograms.
Ten thousand kilograms of grapes may sound horrible, but there will be losses when the wine is made. Even if you calculate it as if there is no loss, it is not much. The Earldom of Jones has a population of over a million. Whether or not he has a territory, there are at least several thousand nobles on the register. The average of a few kilograms per person can quickly drain all of Gervis's wine.
What's more, a wealthy noble like Pat doesn't have too much, but it's not too little either. As long as they like him, it's normal for one person to buy dozens or even hundreds of kilograms.
"Oh, that's not much. How much is Baron Gervis going to sell it for?"
Pat's heart finally calmed down a little. If such delicious golden wine could be brewed and sold all year round like wheat, then in a few years, Gervis would definitely be richer than the Jones family.
Pat asked the question, but Gervis didn't answer immediately because he had just taken another sip of wine and it was difficult for him to speak. So he raised his hand and made a 1 gesture without thinking, indicating that he was ready to sell it at this price.
"One gold coin per pot?"
When Pat saw Gervis's gesture, he instantly understood that although the price was a little high, it was not expensive. After all, this golden wine was not an ordinary product. Scarcity makes things valuable, so a higher price was acceptable.
Just when Pat guessed the price and was about to say that he wanted to buy 5 jugs of golden wine, he saw Gervis puffing his cheeks and shaking his head, putting down the silver cup in his hand, and making the sign of the cross with his hands.
"Ten gold coins?"
Pat frowned slightly, this price was a bit outrageous.
"Cough! Cough!"
Hearing Pat's guesses getting more and more outrageous, Gervis almost choked on the wine. He quickly swallowed the wine in his mouth, took a deep breath, and then continued: "10 silver coins!"
"What? 10 silver coins per pot?"
Pat almost stood up from his chair. He was surprised that Gervis only sold a pot of wine for 10 silver coins. After all, his expression just now was very clear. He was ready to buy a few pots even if it was 1 gold coin. However, Gervis did not take advantage of the situation to rip him off. Instead, he offered such a low price. Such a price was only slightly more expensive than the top-grade beer.
"Yes, Baron Pat, the current price is 10 silver coins per jug. Of course, wine also has different qualities. 10 silver coins is just a medium level. Other high-quality wines will have to wait and see how they are priced. The wine we are drinking now is a medium-quality golden wine."
Gervis only has one principle in doing business, that is, not to cheat customers. Although he wanted to increase the price temporarily just now, he felt that it was meaningless. After all, there are only a few wealthy nobles like Pat. If the price is raised further, it is estimated that few people in the entire Earl of Jones will be able to afford it. Wine is not golden oysters. This is a long-term business.
It would only cost a few gold coins to cheat Pat now, but because of these few gold coins, he would offend a neighboring noble, which is not cost-effective.
"Baron Gervis, your noble character is the most noble I have ever seen in my life!"
This is Pat's heartfelt words. Although most nobles claim to be noble, they are often obsessed with money. They will never let go of any opportunity to cheat others, and they want to get even a penny from others.
"Baron Gervis, I want to buy a barrel of wine. I can give you the money now! Oh, and I also want to buy high-quality wine. Just tell me how much you want, Baron Gervis."
In this world, a jug is about 2 liters, and 5 jugs make up a can, and 5 cans make up a barrel. That is to say, the barrel that Pat wants to buy is actually equal to 25 jugs of golden wine.
"Baron Pat, I'm sorry, but if you want to buy wine, you have to wait for half a month. The winemaking process takes time. What we are drinking now was made when I was experimenting."
"I still need to wait for half a month? Then I will wait too. Baron Gervis, I will make an order with you first. Please notify me as soon as the golden wine is ready!"
"Of course!"
Gervis raised his glass to greet Pat again. He didn't expect that Pat would give him so many gold coins in just one visit. Gervis felt that he wanted to be friends with Pat.
"But Baron Pat, you are interested in buying golden oysters and wine, so why are you not interested in ice cubes and ice cream?"
Just now when Pat was tasting the ice cream, Gervis saw that Pat seemed to like it very much. Why didn't he mention buying it now? This made Gervis feel a little strange, so he asked directly. After all, the main commodities of the caravan that was about to set off in the next two days were ice cubes and ice cream besides seafood.
"Uh... Baron Gervis, will the Earl blame you for selling ice cubes?"
Gervais's question left Pat speechless. It was already difficult to make big money from golden oysters and golden wine. What Pat couldn't understand was why Gervais still wanted to sell the ice cubes that Alice rewarded him with.
"Alice? Why is she blaming me? Is there a law against selling ice?"
Gervis didn't know that Pat was being too stubborn and thought that his ice cubes were all gifts from Alice. Wine and seafood could be innovated, but ice cubes could only be obtained in winter. No one dared to believe that ice cubes could be made directly.
"Ah! No, of course not! That Baron Gervis, what's the price of the golden ice cream!"
As expected, he was confident and fearless. Pat didn't know how to explain it. He coughed and asked the price directly. He bought a little just to make it look like he was buying some. After all, Gervis' rapid success was foreseeable, and Pat wanted to seize this opportunity to improve his relationship with Gervis.
"It's not expensive! A jar costs 2 silver coins. If it's ice, 1 silver coin can buy a block as big as two copper basins!"
This jar of Gerves was specially customized for Thomas. One jar can hold about one liter of ice cream. Don't think it's expensive. In order to keep the ice cream warm, Gerves also appropriately gave half a copper basin-sized amount of crushed ice to ensure that the ice cream does not melt immediately.
"No need for ice cubes! I'll just buy a can of ice cream!"
Pat didn't dare to buy more. Alice was his immediate superior. Gervis was not afraid of her blame, but he was.
"Only one can? Are you sure, Baron Pat?"
Gervis always felt that Pat's words were a little strange, but he couldn't guess what was wrong.
"Then I'll buy two cans?"
Seeing that Gervis was frowning, Pat thought that Gervis was a little unhappy, so he immediately spoke with a slight hesitation.
"How about... three cans?"
"This is fucking like I'm forcing you to buy it with a gun!"
Gervis was speechless.
In the end, Pat decided to buy two cans of ice cream, and Gervais stopped asking any more questions, because otherwise he would have felt that he was forcing him to buy something.
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