Two Collaborations

"Fourth brother, is there something wrong with your eyes?" Corvinus felt a bit uneasy under Fisher's intense gaze.

"My eyes are just fine!" Fisher replied irritably.

"I just didn't expect my brother-in-law to be so talented, and also a brewer. You've been hiding your light under a bushel!"

At that moment, Agif happily said, "The wine you let me bring back, my father and brothers really liked it. They said they would come over to buy a hundred pounds in a few days!"

"If your father likes it, you can take some back later. There's no need for him to come over himself," Corvinus said with a smile.

He wasn't exactly sure about his father-in-law's tolerance for alcohol, but it must be quite good.

"Agif, you go over there. I need to talk to Corvinus about some cooperation!" Suddenly, Fisher interjected.

"Why should I? I want to listen in case you try to bully Corvinus!" Agif retorted.

Fisher felt a headache coming on. Was this really his own sister?

Ever since she met Corvinus, she had turned into a sister who loved to argue against him.

"Alright, if you want to listen, you can. He's my brother-in-law; I wouldn't bully him."

"Corvinus, regarding the cooperation on brown sugar, I agree. Let's go with the second cooperation plan you proposed," Fisher glanced at his own sister before focusing on Corvinus.

"Sure, after calculation, ten silver coins per pound of sugar. This price is much lower than that of fruit jam and fruit sugar!" Corvinus said.

Fruit sugar and fruit jam were considered high-end foods, much more expensive than wine.

Of course, ten silver coins per pound was still a bit high, but it was a price set after considering the prices of fruit sugar and fruit jam.

Corvinus had carefully calculated that it took one pound of wheat, one ounce of rice, and one ounce of sweet potato to make one to one and a half ounces of maltose.

Just the cost of one pound of wheat and one ounce of rice was eighteen to twenty copper coins.

The cost per pound was around two silver coins, which was eight to ten times more expensive than the cost of wine.

With a cost of two silver coins, selling for ten silver coins might seem a bit greedy, but the production of maltose was complex. Once mass-produced, the labor cost would definitely be high.

The main issue was the sweet potatoes. The tribe's sweet potatoes needed at least a month and a half to harvest, so once mass production began, he would need to use his reputation points in the system store to buy sweet potatoes.

This cost was hard to calculate, especially since he wanted to save his reputation points. In just a few days, his reputation had already exceeded two thousand.

But two thousand reputation points could only exchange for twenty thousand pounds of sweet potatoes. Even if it were two hundred thousand pounds, he wouldn't be willing.

Although he could also buy with gold coins, at one gold coin per pound of sweet potato, the price was too high for Corvinus.

If he bought like this, the cost would immediately become twelve silver coins. Selling for ten silver coins would be a losing proposition.

So regarding maltose, at least until he had a stable supply of sweet potatoes, he wouldn't mass-produce it.

"Ten silver coins?"

"A bit expensive, isn't it?" Fisher hesitated.

Agif immediately disagreed. She knew her brother well; he was trying to haggle down the price!

Corvinus had given this price, and she believed it was already a family discount, considering her brother.

Her own brother wanted to haggle further, which made her quite angry: "Is this still too high?"

"The human nobles are so wealthy. If you resell to those rich nobles, you might get ten times the price. Don't even think about haggling."

Fisher, who had been thinking, was instantly quite angry.

This damn sister of his, did she really think he could go thousands of miles to the human realm without paying a price?

Even if he sold at ten times the price, if there were any problems on the road, he wouldn't just lose profit; sometimes he would lose everything.

But he looked at Agif, opened his mouth, and still didn't say anything.

He knew no matter what he said, it would be his fault.

"Alright, I'll take your price. For the first batch, I want at least ten thousand pounds," Fisher said.

"Ten thousand pounds?"

"Sure!" Corvinus thought for a moment and nodded.

"Also, I want to collaborate on white wine, in the same way as the brown sugar cooperation!" Fisher said.

This was the real reason he had come to Casa Restaurant.

After drinking the white wine his sister had brought back, he immediately thought, "Was the wine I drank before even wine?"

This is what real wine is!

So he immediately dragged his sister to find Corvinus.

"Collaborate on white wine?"

"You're a grain merchant, right? Why do you want to become a wine merchant?" Corvinus asked curiously.

Fisher was indeed a shrewd businessman, doing whatever was profitable!

"There are too many grain merchants. To dominate one area is too difficult, with too many competitors. That's why I always wanted to do something else. So when I saw brown sugar, I wanted to get into the brown sugar business. It was to break through in the business field," Fisher explained.

This time, seeing white wine, he immediately wanted to get into that business.

There were far fewer wine merchants than grain merchants because there was a barrier to entry for wine merchants. The biggest barrier was the source of goods, which meant having a relationship with brewers.

Without a relationship with brewers and no source of goods, you could at best be a second-tier wine dealer. To become a top-tier wine merchant was out of the question.

So wine merchants had more power than grain merchants, and the profits of a major wine merchant were incomparable to those of a major grain merchant.

His brother-in-law was a brewer, and he could brew high-quality wine that outperformed other wines. Wasn't this an opportunity granted by the gods?

If he seized such an opportunity, he could become a powerful figure and build a vast commercial empire centered around himself.

Don't be fooled by his calm demeanor; he was actually very eager.

"Sure, four silver coins per pound of white wine!" Corvinus nodded.

He didn't think much about it. After all, Fisher was his brother-in-law, and he couldn't refuse. Plus, Fisher was indeed quite capable, so why not?

"Four silver coins, that's quite cheap!" Fisher concealed his excitement and smiled as usual.

"You're Agif's brother, which makes you my brother too. The price is naturally a family discount."

"By the way, I also have a cooperation to discuss with you!"

The cooperation Corvinus wanted to discuss was naturally about grain. Whether for making sugar or brewing wine, the basic raw material was grain.

And his brother-in-law Fisher was a grain merchant. Why go out of his way when he had someone so close?

In the end, Fisher agreed to sell grain to Corvinus at an 80% discount.

Corvinus was quite satisfied with this. After all, over time, it could save a considerable amount of money.

After seeing off his brother-in-law Fisher, Corvinus also let him take ten pounds of white wine back to his father-in-law.

Since he had reached a cooperation agreement with Fisher, Corvinus couldn't wait to start building more earthen stoves in the backyard. However, this time he wasn't the main worker; Cadia and the others did the actual work while he gave directions.

Although the kitchen already had seven earthen stoves, it was far from enough for the ten-thousand-pound plan.

So Corvinus planned to add ten more earthen stoves. After all, they had enough manpower.

"Actually, I feel this place is a bit small!" Agif didn't go back with Fisher.

"It is a bit small. We'll make do for now. I didn't think that far ahead," Corvinus nodded. The backyard was large, but it was only suitable for one-time use. If they were to use it as a long-term processing site in the future, it wouldn't be appropriate.