The Greece Antagonist-Chapter 1196 - 10 Tea Art Master Limited Time Online_2

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Chapter 1196: Chapter 10 Tea Art Master Limited Time Online_2

"No, no, you help me find books, I’ll tip you, it’s a fair transaction, reasonable and sensible, unrelated to status."

"Then what are you doing?"

"It’s my first time in Rome, and it’s rare to meet a local as enthusiastic as you, of course, I want to invite you over to sit down and have a taste of the floral tea I brewed by hand."

"Twenty Golden Zeus per cup?"

"This is high-grade stuff from War God Mountain, others can’t drink it even if they want to, yet I’m charging you only twenty Golden Zeus per cup, with a discount."

Hearing that sincere tone from the big shot, Caesar felt he got a "great deal" but wanted to cry without tears.

Yesterday, at the bathhouse library, he saw the newcomer’s behavior, much like a country bumpkin entering the city, and heard that slightly Greek-accented speech, thinking he was some naïve young noble from Greece, hoping to make a quick profit.

To warm up those two Silver Hera coins, he had even prepared the explanation for when the other would come knocking:

Though the library’s books were free, his services weren’t.

And for a Divine Blood noble to stoop to help find books, two Silver Hera was cost price, truly not expensive.

Little did he expect, this foreigner from Greece could actually be connected to the Claudius family, and seemed to have a considerable status, turning the tables with a similar tactic, even blocking his pre-prepared excuses prophetically.

"Judging by your expression, are you a bit thirsty? Want to have another cup?"

Hearing that warm inquiry, Caesar reflexively jumped up from his seat, shaking his head repeatedly. freёnovelkiss.com

"No, no! Thanks for your hospitality, if there’s nothing else, I’ll take my leave first!"

Just one cup of floral tea costs twenty Golden Zeus, if he eats or drinks anything more, he’d have to sell himself by weight to pay up.

Knowing this was a trap, he naturally had to seize the chance to escape.

Luo En picked up his teacup, took a leisurely sip, and spoke slowly:

"Actually, the tea is secondary. I invited you here because I value your intellect and insight, and want to consult you on some matters."

Caesar stopped in his tracks, his heart moved.

For such a powerful figure to go through so much trouble just for twenty Golden Zeus as a setup seemed a bit beneath them.

If there was another purpose, it all made sense.

And this could be his chance to turn things around.

Using twenty Golden Zeus as a stepping stone was not a loss.

A glint flashed in Caesar’s eyes, and he turned back with a smile:

"Feel free to ask anything you want to know. I promise to disclose everything I know."

"I want to do some business in Rome, any project recommendations?"

Upon hearing that, Caesar couldn’t help feeling a bit disappointed, but he still patiently suggested:

"If you plan to stay in Rome long-term, I suggest buying some estates and slaves to cultivate the land."

"What’s the profit margin?"

"About tenfold."

"Anything higher?"

"If you’re bold enough and have a fleet, you can trade gold and spices."

"What’s the profit margin?"

"About a hundredfold."

Luo En shook his head, seemingly unsatisfied:

"Anything higher?"

"How about selling your floral tea? It’s a thousand-fold profit, definitely faster than robbery."

Hearing the subtle complaint in Caesar’s playful tone, Luo En laughed heartily, still shaking his head:

"Small mindset, that’s too narrow. These are still trivial profits for me, not worth my effort. Is there any business more lucrative?"

Caesar fell into thought, then looked into the deep gaze of the big shot, seeming to understand something, and nodded slowly:

"There is."

"What is it?"

"To found a nation, to destroy a nation!"

Caesar replied solemnly, his eyes sharp like a hawk, eloquently speaking,

"As far as I know, the profits from farming are only tenfold, sea trade about a hundredfold, even plundering yields only a thousandfold with endless troubles. Only by founding and building a nation, expanding territories, can you achieve unimaginable profits and leave a legacy for generations!"

Watching this sharp sword shed its disguise and reveal its edge, Luo En nodded in satisfaction.

Because this was the answer he wanted.

If one couldn’t even muster the spirit to say these words, then this person was far from the Emperor Caesar in his mind, and certainly not qualified to become his ally in an era filled with deities.

His thoughts returning, Luo En smiled and extended an olive branch:

"Sounds like an interesting business, but I have limited energy as one person. I need some partners now; are you interested?"

Is he really considering this?

Realizing he might have stumbled into an extraordinary whirlpool, Caesar felt some regret over his quick tongue.

But the heart unwilling to be mediocre thudded violently in his chest.

He pondered for a moment, then asked earnestly:

"Sir, may I first ask, why choose me?"

"I’ve seen your resume."

As Luo En spoke, he casually pulled out a thick stack of documents from a Magic Circle Diagram, flipping through them as he asked,

"You come from the Julius family, with pure bloodline, have served as a Financial Officer, Priest, Judge, City Governor, Judicial Inspector, People’s Guardian, each post handled quite excellently. You even formed a fleet, clearing the Aegean Sea of pirates for the empire, with considerable achievements in military fields, a versatile talent. Logically, with such a record, you shouldn’t be unable to retain a position, should you?"

Caesar shook his head, smiling self-deprecatingly:

"I’m merely a poor wretch in gigantic debt now, constantly dealing with creditors knocking at my door, having no funds to bribe those in power."

Luo En, hearing this, recalled that the current Roman Empire seemed rife with severe corruption.

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