Richest Man: Divine-Grade Reconstruct System Chapter 1298 - 1161: The Small Mechanism (Part 2)

"Of course, there are some things I won’t go into detail about, but you should be able to understand what I mean."

After saying this, the Household Servants turned around and walked away, following the steps of their own steward.

Of course, Steward Lu did not stop and wait for the common people to draw lots.

Because at this moment, he already felt he had lost face here and didn’t want to wait any longer.

Thus, he went directly in a huff towards the residence, but even though he had left, it didn’t mean he had given up on the wine in those people’s hands.

Although he left, he left a few subordinates here to wait, and if anyone really wanted to bid on the wine, they would just buy it at a markup.

As for whether someone might take his silver and then not give him the wine in Lingzhou the next day, he didn’t worry about it at all. After all, he’s not a small fry; no matter who the other party is or what status they hold, they wouldn’t dare do such a thing.

If they really think of keeping the wine for themselves, there’s definitely no good end for them, their whole family’s lives would be done for, especially those common people.

As for whether the other house stewards would compete against him, it’s beyond doubt, this will definitely happen; they can’t just sit by idly.

They don’t intend to release those liquors at all, but I have instructed my men clearly as long as the price doesn’t exceed today’s ten casks of liquor price, they should directly offer a price.

If the other party really wants it, as long as they offer more than my price, they can naturally acquire these liquors.

As the other stewards saw Steward Lu leave, they couldn’t help but laugh heartily, and in groups, they whispered and discussed the previous happenings, making the atmosphere become quite joyous for a moment, causing the Shopkeeper to shake his head helplessly with a bitter smile.

This matter made Steward Lu lose face, but he wasn’t worried at all about the other party causing trouble; after all, it’s clear to whom he represents and what status he holds.

Let alone the other party, even if their grandfather came, they’d be polite to him. I would never use my power to bully, but certainly won’t fear them either.

This is my confidence, this is why the surrounding commoners all clap excitedly.

Honestly, they’ve never seen such firm Shopkeepers, such strong Shopkeepers. Can someone like this really last in the Capital City?

Of course, the reason they have such thoughts represents they are merely commoners, unaware of the intricate matters within and naturally don’t know the figure behind this distillery.

And at present, seeing Steward Lu leave, these Shopkeepers exhaled a sigh of relief, as the chance to compete for the liquor lessened considerably with him gone. At least these people felt they could now take a share.

Though now there are over forty to fifty competition for the liquor, the total amount of the liquor doesn’t exceed more than a dozen casks.

This situation is indeed tough, especially for those who’ve not drawn even a cask of wine; they’re worried about explaining to their masters when they return.

No one expected things to develop into this situation, giving them a glimmer of hope.

Some believe, suddenly, they might be able to purchase a few casks; at least upon returning, their masters wouldn’t scold them.

Thus, the atmosphere at the site became peculiar, with stewards wanting to buy liquor, and the commoners wanting to sell them after winning the draw.

Overall, a tiny trade relationship emerged, which the Shopkeeper hadn’t anticipated.

He had considered that after the liquor flowed into the market, not all would be consumed; some would sell to earn profit, but never imagined it would be done so blatantly.

However, he was helpless about this matter; he only stipulated that after selling the liquor, it must be collected by the buyer themselves but didn’t specify its disposal. Naturally, he had no right to demand this from the other party; after all, once purchased, it’s the buyer’s personal property.

Whether to hold or release the liquor, it’s none of my concern. Even the emperor wouldn’t have explicit regulations on this.

Moreover, the commoners present, after getting this chance, became excited, especially when seeing hopeful glances from the stewards or noticing people standing still.

This assured their thoughts.

Thus, without exception, they quickly rushed toward that side.

Of course, due to specific barriers set to block the crowd, everything quickly became smooth.

For a moment, there was a queue of nearly a thousand people inside the bamboo fence, which the Shopkeeper hadn’t anticipated; many came later during the queue.

This made his intent to block them too late.

But there’s a fact he cannot ignore: there aren’t enough bamboo lots in this wooden box; only about 200 remaining.

Not to mention, the previous Centurion while exploring, found only one last lot but didn’t notice the others.

This was certainly a small trick by the Shopkeeper, how to do a trick.

It’s straightforward.

The wooden box had a small partition designed ingeniously; when triggered, a plank completely seals it.

This prevents reaching the lower half lots while conveniently placing a lot for capture, wasn’t this fairly easy?

Why this person got ten casks firstly was because he was targeted by all earlier, crowded out.

He represented the lowest tier, hence the Shopkeeper secretly decided to use this privilege amidst such a situation.

Nonetheless unexpectedly, this person later turned greedy, a money-grubber, making the Shopkeeper slightly regret his decision.

Now, he vowed not to judge by appearances or speculate others’ motives based on their situations.

Since he cannot fathom a person’s heart.

Therefore, he planned fairness this time, not letting anyone use the mechanism but instead had the lots inside completely reshuffled, just two people shaking it.

Of course, the purpose was to increase difficulty; whether anyone would draw liquor.

Would it all turn fruitless again?

This is never a worry; considering the number surpasses the lots in quantity.

But evidently, he couldn’t commence directly; if so, when those later can’t draw due to lack of money, surely they’d cause trouble? The answer is yes.

Anyone won’t easily give up, right?

Thus, the Shopkeeper stepped forward, addressing the crowd:

[To be continued...]