After Maxing out all Classes

Chapter 812: Can it sell out at such a high price?

In the evening, Robb sat on the stone stool of his chapel in Westwind City. Instead of wandering around the New Continent these past two days, he had returned to Westwind City and sat in his familiar spot.

[It's been a while since I sat here. Sitting back feels amazing,] he thought.

The search for new supplies in the New Continent hadn't made much progress in the past couple of days, so Robb decided to come back to Westwind City. On the stone table in front of him, there was a box filled with chocolates of various peculiar shapes—some shaped like rabbits, bears, mammoths, seashells, and more.

Several girls sat around the table, each chewing on a piece of chocolate, their cheeks moving in a delightful manner.

Xuelu, speaking in a slightly unclear voice, said, "You could have come back so easily, just a few steps through the transmission gate. Why did you come back and act like you've been away for a long time? Hmph, I only came through the gate to see you yesterday."
 

 

Robb replied, "Hmph, it's a change of mindset. Mindset, I say. You wouldn't understand!"

"I don't want to understand," Xuelu giggled. "By the way, is the New Continent fun? Gorda, Jike, and I have had enough rest, and we're thinking of going out for another grand adventure. How about I go to the New Continent and find something to do? For example, you could post a request, and the reward would be that if I find new ore, you'll marry me."

"No, no!" Robb waved his hand as if shooing away a fly. "That reward would be too unfair. If I marry you, then I'll be dragged to fight the Demon Lord's Castle or City. I won't do it, even if it costs me my life."

Xuelu protested, "You're even planning to fight the Black Dragon, so why not take on the Demon Lord's Castle?"

Robb replied, "Let me ask you this, I've agreed to take you to fight something as powerful as the Black Dragon, so what's the point of being interested in the low-level Demon Lord's Castle?"
 

 

That was indeed a question, and Xuelu fell into deep contemplation.

Just then, the communication crystal ball lit up. The queenwas calling.

Although there was only a transmission gate separating the mining fields of the New Continent and Westwind City, there was a four-hour time difference. So when the queen called Robb recently, it was always past 10 pm for him. Therefore, receiving a call in the evening today caught him off guard for a moment before he remembered that he had already returned to Westwind Town.

With a smile, he answered the call and heard the queen on the other side sounding surprised, "Huh? You're in Westwind City?"

Robb chuckled, "I came back to rest for a couple of days, then I'll go back to play."
 

 

"Oh!" The queen didn't dwell on that question and quickly shifted to business. "The first batch of milk chocolates produced by my state-owned chocolate factory sold out."

"Oh!" Robb laughed, "Not bad, how much did you earn?"

"A lot!" the queen said, unable to laugh or cry, "Unimaginably much. This thing is just too delicious. Honestly, when I saw the shipment, a truck filled with chocolates was taken away. I really wanted to shout, [Don't take them away, leave them all for me to eat...] But for the sake of the national treasury, I had to reluctantly let go..."

Robb: "..."

The queen continued, "Because I was hesitant to sell them, I set the factory price extremely high, a price that even I couldn't accept. I thought that if they didn't sell at such a high price, I would keep them for myself."

Upon hearing this, the girls wiped their sweat in unison.

Then the queen slapped the table, angry, and said, "But guess what? At such an exorbitant price that even I couldn't afford, they sold out! What's going on? That taste-testing merchant, after just trying a tiny bit, didn't hesitate to buy a large quantity at a sky-high price!"

She exclaimed in frustration, "The goods purchased at sky-high prices will definitely be resold by the merchant with huge profits added. It's outrageous that they sold out even at such astronomically high prices. How rich are the nobles in our Kingdom of Gran? Why are they so wealthy? Can't they be a little poorer? They bought everything, leaving nothing behind. Are they even human?"

Everyone broke out in a cold sweat...

The queen forcefully pounded her own table, and suddenly, she saw through the crystal ball that there was a box of chocolates on Robb's stone table, with various animal-shaped patterns. Her eyes immediately sharpened, and she said, "Um... don't eat them, save them for me. I'm coming to Westwind City right away."

Robb: "Hey!"

The queen turned around and disappeared from the crystal ball, and in the blink of an eye, she ran out from behind the chapel’s cemetery through the transmission gate, rushing towards Robb. In front of all the girls at the table, she grabbed the box of chocolates from the table, then swiftly returned through the transmission gate in just a few steps.

Then, she appeared again in the crystal ball, looking calm, composed, and full of dignity, and said, "Ahem! Where were we in our conversation? Oh, right, we were talking about the trade issues between the New Continent and us... um... ah, my voice might sound a bit unclear because I have a pill in my mouth. I've been busy with government affairs lately and got sick from exhaustion, so I've been taking medicine... just a pill... um..."

Her cheeks kept moving as she spoke, clearly containing a piece of chocolate. She didn't want to chew it, so she kept it in her mouth, letting it slowly melt.

Robb: "..."

The girls in Robb's house: "..."

The queen said, "Chocolate is extremely profitable, very, very profitable. So, I want to increase the import of cocoa beans. However, it seems that the production of cocoa beans is very low. The Mayans only know how to collect beans from wild cocoa trees. They have no ability to cultivate their own. It's really troublesome."

Robb smiled and said, "Don't worry, I have taught them how to establish plantations. But it will take them a long time to set up cocoa tree plantations. You can't rush it. Currently, we can only rely on wild cocoa beans for chocolate production. If you really want to speed things up, there is only one way."

"Oh?" the queen exclaimed, curious. "What way?"

Robb replied, "Let the powerful nobles know about cocoa trees in the New Continent. They will go to the New Continent to establish plantations on a large scale. In a couple of years, you will have an endless supply of cocoa beans that you can't exhaust. Otherwise, relying only on wild cocoa and the Mayans' own cultivation, you won't be able to solve the cocoa bean supply for a long time."

The queen silently took note of it.

Robb continued, "Regarding the resources in the New Continent, don't always rely on official power to handle everything yourself. You need to let the nobles take action. I've told you many times before, although the royal family has great power, the common people have even greater power. Your main role is to guide and share the benefits with everyone. Don't always think that everything should be monopolized by the royal family. How many hands do you have? How many brains? Can you handle all the business in the world?"

The queen pondered seriously for a moment and then nodded, "Understood!"