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

He quickly did a math problem in his mind:

A fully grown werewolf, capable of tearing a human apart with its bare hands, risked its life to earn just 2 gold coins.

And this glass I bought for less than twenty yuan can be resold for 12 gold coins?!

Exorbitant profits! Unbelievably exorbitant profits!

However, Qin Hao did not show the slightest bit of ecstasy on his face.

He frowned slightly and pretended to ponder for a moment.

He knew very well that the price the baron offered was definitely overpriced.

The lord of a small town has limited resources, and he may not be able to afford the whole box of glasses in his personal space.

"Instead of going to great lengths and taking risks to find unfamiliar buyers in those big cities, it's better to suffer a small loss here and establish a stable trade channel with this baron."

Qin Hao is a pure realist.

Once the first transaction is successfully completed, he can bring over more modern industrial products at any time, making it an extremely profitable venture.

"Deal! Since Your Excellency likes them so much, these two crystal glasses are yours."

Qin Hao smiled and nodded.

"Thank you so much, my friend!"

The Baron was so excited that his face turned bright red when he saw Qin Hao agree.

He opened his arms and gave Qin Hao an extremely warm, medieval-style aristocratic hug.

"Holy crap..."

The moment he was hugged, Qin Hao's face stiffened almost imperceptibly, and he barely managed to hold back the stomach acid he hadn't eaten that morning.

An extremely terrifying smell assaulted his very senses!

It was a strong, fermented odor of sweat and armpit odor from months of not showering, mixed with an extremely pungent, cheap fragrance, creating a chemical reaction akin to a biological weapon.

People in the Middle Ages believed that bathing would transmit diseases, so even nobles rarely bathed and relied entirely on perfume to cover up body odor.

Qin Hao held his breath, forcibly controlling his facial expression and maintaining a businessman's polite smile, and gently patted the baron on the back.

But in his nearly suffocating mind, a flash of inspiration struck like lightning!

"Damn it, even if these nobles wear perfume, their body odor is still terrifyingly strong..."

"Besides glassware, there are also modern industrial perfumes that cost tens of dollars a bottle, have a long-lasting and high-end scent, as well as shower gels and soaps..."

In this world, this is definitely another insane sales channel that can fetch astronomical prices!

After that breathtaking "noble embrace," the Baron was clearly extremely satisfied with Qin Hao, the Eastern merchant who could bring rare treasures.

In order to win over this capable and wealthy merchant, the Baron not only readily paid in gold coins, but also generously issued Qin Hao a "permanent permit for sale and residence" of the highest rank.

With this parchment document, Qin Hao was not only exempted from the complicated entry tax and transaction tax, but was even allowed to freely purchase land and property in the town.

This is a privilege that ordinary homeless merchants could only dream of.

Qin Hao suppressed the lingering strange fragrance in his nostrils and smiled as he expressed his gratitude to the Baron.

Subsequently, under the respectful guidance of the elderly guard who now revered him like a god, Qin Hao arrived at the town's government hall and successfully had the lord's letter stamped with the town's official seal.

After bidding farewell to the attentive guards, Qin Hao did not rush to leave. Instead, carrying his half-empty backpack, he began to stroll around the town's market.

He now has a huge sum of money in his pocket, more than a dozen gold coins.

Qin Hao's original plan was that since he had already sold the modern glass cups for an astronomical price, he could take advantage of this rare opportunity to purchase some local specialties with otherworldly characteristics in the town.

For example, magical herbs, antique handicrafts, etc., which can be brought back to the modern world to make a fortune.

Unfortunately, after wandering around for most of the time, he realized that he had oversimplified things.

The productivity of medieval towns was shockingly low.

The goods sold at the market were extremely rudimentary:

Black bread that had turned black and hard, linen cloth that was so rough it could wear through the skin, inferior jerky with a strong fishy smell, and some iron farm tools that were poorly forged and full of impurities.

These things, let alone taking them back to the modern world to sell, even if given to Qin Hao for free, he would still complain about them taking up space in his personal storage.

"It seems unrealistic to expect to transport goods from these border towns to the modern world; the huge industrial gap means this is a one-way, destructive attack."

However, although Qin Hao didn't buy anything of real value, his half-day of wandering around allowed him to basically understand the price levels and currency exchange system of this world.

This was definitely his biggest takeaway from the trip.

In this world, currency is divided into copper coins, silver coins, and gold coins.

The exchange rate was extremely high: 1000 copper coins could only be exchanged for one silver coin, and 1000 silver coins could only be exchanged for one gold coin!

According to the information Qin Hao gathered at the market, an ordinary laborer carrying heavy loads at the docks could only earn one silver coin at most after a month of backbreaking work.

Even a wealthy craftsman who has mastered a skill can only earn a maximum of about five silver coins a month.

What does this mean?

This means that even a well-off person with a good income would have to work for two hundred months without eating or drinking.

It takes a full sixteen years to save up just one gold coin!

Now, Qin Hao has easily exchanged two cheap glass cups he bought wholesale from Yiwu for wealth that an ordinary person could not earn in more than ten lifetimes.

This is undoubtedly an unimaginable fortune. To put it bluntly, if Qin Hao wanted, he could buy a vast number of serfs and lands in this world with just these gold coins and live a very comfortable life as a local tycoon until he dies.

But how could Qin Hao just give up like that?

"A dozen or so gold coins are nothing more than the start-up capital for my business empire."

Qin Hao walked to a deserted alley corner, took out a gold coin from his pocket, and weighed it in his hand.

These gold coins, forged in another world, were quite heavy. Based on his feel, he estimated that each coin weighed approximately 10 grams.

"According to modern international gold prices, one gram of gold is worth about one thousand yuan."

In other words, if you take any gold coin back and melt it down, that's ten thousand yuan!

Even though the gold coin refining technology in this other world isn't great, and the purity isn't that high, even with a discount, each coin can still sell for at least seven or eight thousand yuan.

Qin Hao's eyes grew brighter and brighter, and his heart began to pound uncontrollably.

Just a trial run, two cups that cost less than thirty yuan each had already yielded a profit margin of thousands of times!

This isn't just exorbitant profits, it's downright robbery!

But Qin Hao knew very well that this was only the first step in the long march of his grand plan, and he naturally could not rest on his laurels.

After finalizing his future plan for trading between the two worlds, Qin Hao immediately made a decision—he wanted to establish an absolutely safe bridgehead here.

Without the slightest hesitation, Qin Hao went straight back to the government affairs office and found the tax officer in charge of land transactions.

He very generously bid a gold coin and, to the astonishment of the tax collectors and the crowd of commoners, bought out the entire amount of a rather grand, independent medieval stone mansion near the inner city wall.

There was no other way; the secret of the double portal absolutely could not be exposed. Not only did he need to rent a warehouse in the modern world, but he also needed an absolutely private and secure base in this other world to store goods and conduct teleportation.

And at present, this relatively peaceful town, under the protection of a baron, seems to be a perfect starting point.

Trading a gold coin for a safe haven is an investment that is absolutely necessary.

After receiving the land deed and keys, Qin Hao declined the tax official's offer to have someone clean the house and went alone to the front of the newly purchased mansion.

Pushing open the heavy solid wood door, you'll find the interior somewhat dusty, but fully furnished and extremely spacious.

Qin Hao went straight up to the master bedroom on the second floor.

He carefully inspected every corner of the room, and after confirming that there were no hidden passages or eyes, he locked the heavy oak door tightly from the inside and drew the heavy curtains.

"I've got my first pot of gold; time to go back and stock up on goods."

Qin Hao took a deep breath and his mind stirred slightly.

"Buzz—"

The ancient, dark blue portal silently opened once again in the center of the empty bedroom.

Qin Hao gripped the bag of gold coins tightly and stepped into it without hesitation, passing through the water-like barrier and steadily returning to the narrow corridor of the modern-day boys' dormitory.