Double Transmigration: Many Children, Many Blessings, Conquering Fairy Tales and Reality

After officially appointing Little Red Riding Hood as his personal maid and entrusting her with the management of the mansion's internal affairs, Qin Hao did not rush to take the next step.

He first slept soundly in the comfortable stone mansion, completely relaxing his tense nerves after a long day.

It wasn't until the next morning that Qin Hao stretched and went out alone.

He easily found his way to a secluded grove of trees outside the town, and with a thought, released the corpse of the "elite werewolf," which was a size larger than that of an ordinary werewolf, from his personal space.

Qin Hao found a thick hemp rope, casually tied it to the werewolf's thick ankle, and dragged it along the ground without any hesitation, swaggering back to the town.

As expected, when the monster's corpse appeared on the street, the entire town erupted in excitement once again!

If Qin Hao's return with a werewolf's head a couple of days ago made him famous in town and regarded as a warrior;

So today, when he dragged this even taller monster into the town like a dead dog, his image in the eyes of the townspeople and guards had completely risen to the level of "hero"!

The news spread to the government affairs office as quickly as it could.

When the lord, Baron, came running out breathlessly, carrying his elaborate noble robes, and saw the exaggeratedly large corpse with his own eyes, he was so excited that even the fat on his face trembled.

"Praise be to the sun! Mr. Qin Hao, you are simply an invincible hero sent by the gods to save my territory!"

The Baron was overjoyed.

The successive killing of two werewolves not only greatly ensured the safety of his territory, but also became an extremely dazzling achievement when he reported to the capital in the future!

To express his gratitude and to win Qin Hao over, the Baron immediately ordered a grand banquet of the highest standard to be held at the manor.

As night fell, the manor's reception room was brightly lit with candles, and the long table was laden with roast suckling pig, stewed beef, and various otherworldly berry wines.

After a few rounds of drinks, Qin Hao astutely seized the opportunity. He put down his wine glass, smiled at the ruddy-faced Baron, and got down to business:

"Your Excellency, actually, besides dealing with that blind beast, the more important reason I came here is to discuss a long-term business deal that would be a win-win situation for both of us."

As he spoke, Qin Hao, as if by magic, took out a small, transparent glass bottle from his pocket and gently pushed it in front of the Baron.

Inside the glass bottle was a full bottle of modern, high-purity white sugar, as delicate as early winter snow, without a single impurity.

"My Lord Baron, to be honest, I have access to a secret trade route to the East."

"We are able to supply you with a continuous stream of this top-quality 'snow sugar.' I would like to collaborate with you."

Qin Hao's tone was full of seduction.

The baron was still slightly tipsy, but when he saw the crystal-clear, pure white powder in the glass bottle, he instantly sobered up.

With trembling hands, he pulled out the cork and very carefully dipped his little finger in it, putting a tiny bit into his mouth.

In an instant, the purest sweetness exploded on his taste buds!

"My God! This...how is this possible?!"

The baron was in a state of extreme shock, which was then instantly overwhelmed by ecstasy.

In this era of extremely primitive purification technology, even the king of the capital often ate sugar that was yellowish-black and contained bitter impurities.

The pure white, snow-white, and incredibly sweet candy before you is an absolute gem that could drive any nobleman mad!

In fact, the logic behind Qin Hao's decision to directly collaborate with Baron instead of opening his own retail store is very clear:

Sugar is worthless in modern times, but in this other world it is an absolute luxury that ordinary people simply cannot afford.

If he were to try and sell the tons of sugar in his personal storage space by himself, it would take forever.

Only by leveraging the connections and channels of local nobles like barons could one obtain a continuous flow of gold coins.

"Mr. Qin Hao! How would you like to collaborate?"

The baron's breathing became extremely rapid; he seemed to see countless gold coins beckoning to him.

Qin Hao didn't directly offer a price, but instead asked:

"Based on your experience as an adult, what price do you think such a small bottle of 'snow candy' should fetch?"

The baron stared at the bottle of sugar, swallowed hard, and said with absolute certainty:

"Such fine and pure white sugar does not exist even in the capital!"

Although the amount in this bottle is relatively small, its rarity makes it valuable. If it were put at a noble auction, such a small bottle could sell for at least one gold coin!

If it's a bulk supply, the price might drop slightly, but it will still be astronomically high!

Upon hearing the Baron's valuation, a dazzling golden light flashed deep within Qin Hao's eyes.

How much sugar can you get in a small bottle of modern white sugar? At most, it'll be a hundred grams!

The cost is less than one or two yuan. But here, it can be exchanged for a gold coin worth ten thousand yuan!

This is a terrifying profit of thousands or even tens of thousands of times!

Although his heart was in turmoil, Qin Hao remained outwardly calm. He lightly tapped his fingers on the table and presented his conditions:

"In that case, I'm willing to supply you with each bottle at a price of half a gold coin. I won't concern myself with anything else."

In other words, if you can sell this small bottle of sugar for the high price of two gold coins, the entire one and a half gold coins will be your profit, and I will only take my half of the base price.

Qin Hao paused, his gaze fixed intently on the Baron: "Are you willing to make this deal with me?"

"Of course I'd love to!"

Upon hearing the distribution plan, the baron was so excited he almost jumped out of his chair.

You don't have to bear the cost of goods; you can just use your personal connections to sell and reap the lion's share of the profits. Where else can you find such a windfall?!

Seeing the Baron's ecstatic expression, Qin Hao's lips curled into a meaningful smile.

On the surface, it seems that he gave up most of the profits and suffered a great loss.

But in Qin Hao's business empire, this is called "small profits but quick turnover," and it's also an extremely shrewd political investment!

Giving up half of the profits is tantamount to completely binding the baron who rules the town to his own interests.

As the saying goes, cutting off someone's livelihood is like killing their parents. From now on, in this territory, if anyone dares to covet Qin Hao, this baron, in order to protect his own golden rice bowl, will definitely not hesitate to mobilize the army to tear them to pieces!

He could earn a little less money, but for Qin Hao, who frequently travels between the two worlds, an absolutely stable and safe rear base is priceless!

Once the deal was settled, the Baron, determined to completely secure Qin Hao, this "god of wealth," made a grand gesture on the spot.

In the name of the lord, Qin Hao was granted a formal title of Knight!

Although knighthood was only the lowest title in the aristocratic system, in the Middle Ages, it meant that Qin Hao had completely broken away from the commoner class and joined the privileged class.

It also came with a small, fertile fief on the outskirts of the town.

This is an unprecedentedly generous reward for someone from out of town.

After reaching a strategic cooperation agreement, Qin Hao didn't hesitate and handed over all 5 jin of white sugar (which had been divided into dozens of small glass bottles) that he had brought with him to the Baron.

And it was implied very naturally that his supply of goods needed to be obtained from time to time by leaving the town to pick up the goods through "special channels," and only he himself could guarantee a continuous supply.

The baron was a smart man and knew that some business secrets should not be questioned too much, so he nodded repeatedly in agreement.

Having resolved his aristocratic status and financial path in this world, Qin Hao left the lord's manor in high spirits and returned to his own mansion.

As soon as I pushed the door open.

A stunningly beautiful figure caught Qin Hao's eye.

Little Red Riding Hood had already changed into the custom-made maid outfit she had just picked up from the tailor shop that afternoon.

The black and white fitted fabric perfectly outlined the girl's enviable curves.

Exquisite lace trim adorns the neckline and hem, making the outfit both innocent and alluring.

The most striking feature was the pair of pure white, tight-fitting stockings beneath the skirt, which clung tightly to the girl's long, straight legs, creating a subtly sensual effect.

"Master...Master, you're back."

This was clearly the first time Little Red Riding Hood had worn such a figure-hugging outfit that was also quite short.

She nervously clutched her white maid's apron, her cheeks flushed crimson, and she lowered her head shyly, asking in a voice barely audible:

"Does this...this outfit look good?"

"It's beautiful, and it suits you perfectly."

Qin Hao didn't hold back his praise, nodding with a smile.

I must say, this customization fee was absolutely worth it; it was a truly exquisite visual experience.

Hearing her master's praise, Little Red Riding Hood's shyness lessened, replaced by a hint of joy.

She quickly stepped forward to take Qin Hao's coat, which he had taken off, and said softly:

"Master, you've been out working so hard for so long. I've already prepared hot water for you in the bathroom on the first floor. The temperature is just right. Go take a bath and relax."

Qin Hao was slightly surprised; this little girl adapted to the role quite quickly.

However, considering the time he'd been shuttling between the two worlds, he hadn't had a proper shower for several days, and he always felt sticky.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work."

Qin Hao nodded, turned around and walked into the spacious bathroom.

In the center of the bathroom stood a huge, oval-shaped wooden bathtub in a medieval style, steaming from within, with even some fragrant dried flower petals scattered on the surface of the water.

Qin Hao took off his windbreaker, which was covered in dust and smelled strange, and comfortably lay down in the large bathtub.

The warm water instantly enveloped his entire body, causing him to let out a soft, contented sigh.

Just as he closed his eyes, preparing to enjoy this rare time taking a bath in another world.

"Squeak—"

The wooden door to the bathroom was suddenly pushed open gently.

Qin Hao suddenly opened his eyes and turned his head in surprise.

She walked in wearing an extremely alluring black and white maid outfit, her legs encased in white stockings, and a small red hat. She was carrying a clean white linen towel and her face was flushed red, even her ears were bright red.

The steam in the bathroom dampened a few stray strands of hair on her forehead, making her delicate and refined face even more endearing and charming.

"What is this...?" Qin Hao was slightly taken aback.

The girl bit her lower lip tightly, suppressing the embarrassment that made her want to run away, and walked step by step to the edge of the bathtub, where she slowly knelt down.

Although her watery eyes were filled with shyness, they also revealed an undeniable firmness. Her voice trembled slightly, yet it reached Qin Hao's ears with crystal clarity:

"My grandmother taught me... Now that I am the master's personal maid, it is my duty to help the master bathe."

Hearing this, and looking at the white-stockinged maid so close at hand, ready to be taken at will, he thought...

A slightly amused smile curved Qin Hao's lips. Finally, he slowly leaned back against the edge of the bathtub and nodded calmly.

"In that case, I'll trouble you."