Survival Game: Call Me an Honest Businessman

Li Zhi paused in his steps.

A hint of surprise appeared on Tu's face.

Caramel Lop-Eared Rabbit hopped out of its rabbit hole, leaped over to Li Zhi's side, rubbed its ears, and said, "We...we have so many things we can..."

"Wait!"

Li Zhi interrupted Caramel Lop-Eared Rabbit and said to Tu, "I have some business secrets to discuss here. Please keep watch so no one can hear us."

Tu squinted at Li Zhi, rolled her eyes, and swam to a more distant spot.

Li Zhi had pretty much figured out Tu's temperament.

—He's terrible, but he's reasonable.

She lowered her voice and asked, "How much fuel do you have?"

Caramel Lop-Eared Rabbit whispered, "The chieftain said there are 3000 units!"

Li Zhi's pupils were shaking.

She was just about to stockpile 3000 units of fuel.

Could this be a scam targeting her?

The thought only flashed through my mind.

Her flying boat had just been upgraded, and the fuel consumption and demand had just been calculated. No one but herself knew this. Unless she was a mind reader and had come to the Rong tribe before her, it could only be a coincidence.

"Could you show me some?" Seeing the lop-eared rabbit's bewildered expression, Li Zhi explained, "I can only set a price after I determine its value."

A sneer came from afar: "A swindler."

Li Zhi clicked his tongue: "You're eavesdropping on our conversation."

Tu pointed to his pointed ears covered in scales: "My hearing system has been modified. Not to mention this distance, I can hear clearly even two kilometers away."

Li Zhi: "Okay, okay, you're amazing, you're great, is that enough?"

She lowered her head and whispered to the lop-eared rabbit again, "I will give you a reasonable price."

The lop-eared rabbit looked at Li Zhi with its bright, sparkling eyes: "I believe you, sir!"

Li Zhi, unable to contain his desire, asked, "Can I touch your head?"

The lop-eared rabbit was taken aback for a moment, then leaned its head closer: "Sure, the heads and fur of the Rong tribe are for adults to touch."

Li Zhi slowly withdrew his raised hand.

"grown ups?"

"It's nothing. I just suddenly remembered that I touched something else earlier, and it's a little dirty. Where's the fuel? Could you bring the fuel over first?"

The lop-eared rabbit nodded blankly, then turned to jump back into its burrow.

As soon as they reached the cave entrance, they were so startled that they jumped back several steps and leaped directly into Li Zhi's arms.

"what!"

Li Zhi hugged the lop-eared rabbit and looked at the head sticking out of the hole.

It's a beautiful orange-yellow color, fluffy, and its eyes are redder and clearer than those of a Caramel Lop rabbit.

"Mud howl."

Li Zhi was startled by the husky voice.

Hello, hello.

Caramel Lop-eared Rabbit peeked out from under Li Zhi's elbow, its voice trembling, "Clan Chief, it's you..."

She jumped off Li Zhi.

"Yes, yes, I'm sorry, thank you!"

The caramel-eared rabbit darted back into its burrow.

The Rong tribe chief glanced at the Caramel Lop-eared Rabbit, then carefully handed over a container that resembled a bamboo tube: "This is the fuel we're selling."

Li Zhi's eyebrows twitched slightly: "Oil?"

The Rong tribe chief said, "It's oil pressed from the seeds of the Jingrong grass."

Li Zhi placed the small bottle of oil on the fair scale.

【Gynostemma pentaphyllum seed oil: The product after pressing ynostemma pentaphyllum seeds, rich in oleic acid, linoleic acid, saturated fatty acids, vitamin E, phytosterols, and squalene. It has a high smoke point, stable flame, and a light herbal aroma. Its calorific value is comparable to that of algae. It can be used for mechanical lubrication, fuel, candles, and is also edible.】

Soft gold!

This oil is not only the best fuel, but it is also rich in nutrients as an edible oil!

It's practically flawless!

Even if the extreme cold doesn't last as long as she imagined, she can still sell the goods or eat them herself, which is the best option, bar none!

Li Zhi suppressed his excitement and calmly asked in a negotiating tone, "How much for this oil?"

The Rong tribe chief rubbed his nose: "Sir, 5... no, 3 copper coins per unit, is that alright?"

Seeing the Rong tribe chief's trembling three-lobed mouth and his nervous yet cautious expression, Li Zhi pondered for a moment and said, "10 copper coins per unit, based on the price of pure Rong grass."

She definitely made a killing at that price.

The cheapest fuel in Black Iron Harbor costs 12 coppers per unit, and it has a low flash point, produces a lot of smoke, and burns for a short time. To achieve the same effect as pure grass seed oil, you need to use industrial lubricating oil from the raw material area.

That kind of oil has a higher flash point and is clearer, but the starting price is 30 copper per unit.

If you put the pure velvet grass seed oil in Black Iron Harbor, it wouldn't be a problem to sell it for 50 coppers per unit.

But it's only sold as fuel.

If Li Zhi were to sell it as cooking oil, package it well, and then heavily promote its nutritional benefits, charging 1 silver coin, 2 silver coins, or even 10 silver coins per unit, many superior races would surely be willing to spend the money.

However, all of these require subsequent transportation, marketing, and packaging. At the very least, you need a shop in the Black Iron Port before you can sell them.

At present, these are all speculations and empty talk.

For the initial purchase price, she could have followed the price stated by the Rong tribe chief himself, or even gone a little further and negotiated a lower price.

Compared to Li Zhi, the Rong ethnic group is the one with the more pressing needs.

She believed that even if one day these Rong tribes discovered how valuable their pure Rong grass seeds were, they wouldn't likely harbor any resentment and might even be grateful.

But emotions are temporary, while interests are permanent.

Racial hierarchy will not remain unchanged forever.

Li Zhi wanted to become the exclusive agent and achieve a long-term partnership, so he offered a reasonable price.

"10 copper coins per unit?" The Rong tribe chief rubbed his face frantically, his hoarse voice even more raspy than before: "Really?"

Li Zhi: "The price of fuel in Black Iron Port is 12 coppers per unit, but you need an entry permit to enter Black Iron Port, and you also need to pay a stall fee to set up a stall. These are all costs, so I can't trade with you at the price in Black Iron Port."

She's informing them in advance now, so if the Rong people find the purchase price is too low, they can't say anything.

The Rong tribe chief's three-lobed mouth trembled: "You, you...you are truly the best, most generous, and most respectable merchant I have ever met!"

Li Zhi had anticipated that the Rong tribe would greatly need this business, but upon receiving such high praise, he couldn't help but cough: "It's not that bad, it's not that bad."

The Rong tribe chief said, "Sir, I have a litter of the best-looking babies here. They will be ready to leave the nest in five days. They haven't been reserved by any other adults. Please take one or two of these babies home. I believe they will live a good life with you."

The Rong tribe chief spoke sincerely, clearly believing this to be true and genuinely wanting to give the child to Li Zhi.

Li Zhi was still thinking about how to discuss cooperation, but for a moment, his thoughts were overwhelmed by more complicated emotions.

She couldn't explain what it was, and she didn't want to think about it for the time being.

He simply changed the subject: "Where is the pure grass seed oil? Take me there to see it. If everything is fine, let's sign the contract right away."