Chapter 966

Originally it couldn't be done this fast, but thankfully Chen Hua's oil-refining team had been making basic fire oil all along—if they didn't use it soon, that snow bear fat would go rancid.

This way Zhao Chi could improve it directly, saving a great deal of time.

In the end, they made this much.

Of which 227 liters stayed in the territory; this time they're selling 5,500 liters.

At the previously agreed price of 20 silver coins per liter, it can sell for 1,100 gold coins.

All the raw materials over these two days, including the costumes, have already broken even—in fact, there's a small profit.

But the raw materials are already insufficient.

There are still rare materials, but the animal fat is gone.

From here on out, they can only purchase more.

These newly made ultra-bright fire oils are still hot, but Zhao Chi already couldn't wait to contact Zhao Cang.

Zhao Cang was very straightforward. "This much? No problem! Come on over, Fourth Uncle and the others will probably be leaving very soon—perfect timing to bring these ultra-bright fire oils along."

Zhao Chi pulled out a Chaos Mark Talisman.

This much fire oil—if taxed, it would cost over a hundred gold coins.

Definitely not paying!

But on second thought, they're currently in Penglai Village, and Penglai Village isn't registered—it's lawless land.

There's simply no need to pay tax.

Later, when killing enemies or fleeing, he can use the Chaos Mark Talisman—just to guard against enemy tracking.

Not bad.

Soon, Zhao Chi arrived at Zhao Cang's place with the female soldiers responsible for transport.

After 6 days away, the place had been completely transformed.

The chaos from a few days ago was gone—everything was orderly everywhere.

Zhao Cang truly lived up to being the one specifically in charge of warehouses and goods.

He was in the distance talking about something with Zhao Hong.

Zhao Chi didn't rush over rashly.

They finished talking quickly.

Zhao Hong gave Zhao Chi a nod as a greeting, then left directly.

Only then did Zhao Cang walk over.

"Not bad, Zhao Chi—5,500 liters is a lot. The price hasn't changed, right?"

Zhao Chi shook his head: "No change, still 20 silver coins per liter."

Although Zhao Chi knew the Zhao family's caravan might double the price on these fire oils this time, Zhao Chi had no objections.

For one, the Zhao family had indeed treated Zhao Chi well.

Although the help they gave him before wasn't much, they did raise him for two years.

They helped build his house, gave enough living expenses, and his tuition was also paid by the Zhao family.

Although Zhao Chi now made money easily, for others earning money was still very hard.

Being able to support Zhao Chi for two years, he considered it already sufficient.

And since he had won the championship twice in a row, the Zhao family's attitude toward him had grown better and better.

Although everyone was very busy and had no time to specifically take him under their wing.

Still, the Zhao family had, in one way or another, given him some things.

For a beginner lord, those things were already not few.

Especially since this Zhao family was still a small clan.

If the Zhao family could earn some, the Shiliye Society would also be stronger—of course Zhao Chi was willing.

And once the sales channels opened up, the demand might be even greater later on.

This could also be considered the Zhao family helping him open up the market—that was a good thing too.

Zhao Cang finished the inspection quickly.

"Not bad, 5,500 liters, not a bit short—here's 1,100 gold coins, keep it safe."

Zhao Chi happily accepted it.

"Third Brother, when is Fourth Uncle leaving?"

"Not decided yet, but it'll be in the next day or two—probably the day after tomorrow at the latest."

"I heard before that we have business partners in White Grass City? Could you find out about the situation there? See if it's safe and what the environment is like."

Zhao Cang smiled: "Who did you hear say we have partners? That was a long time ago—I was still young then, and you were still a kid."

Zhao Chi said: "I overheard some uncles chatting before, caught bits and pieces."

"Mm, there were before, but that's been over ten years—who knows what White Grass City is like now? Everything has to start over, the sales channels have to be rebuilt."

"Can't we get in touch?"

"Get in touch? How?"

"Can't we contact White Grass City directly through the formation? Now that those alien races allow us to freely leave the city, haven't they released the communication permissions?"

Zhao Cang shook his head: "Before, it was controlled by the nobles who wouldn't allow cross-city communication; now it's controlled by these alien races, and they won't allow communication either—after all, this kind of permission is strategic permission, they can't possibly let it go."

Zhao Chi nodded.

This world really was different.

Communication relied on formation connections—whoever controlled the formation held great power.

Not to mention the formation of an entire city, even a small village-level formation was very useful.

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