Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God-Chapter 1273 - 691: Ear and Face Command

"How can you be sure that Nimiel Village won’t just take your one million Golden Lions, sell you the luminous aqueduct, and instead opt for a joint venture to build the factory?" Mother Gao Ser asked curiously.

In her eyes, Gaven was never a conventional businessman to begin with.

He lacked the typical traits of merchants—those who obsess over every penny, meticulously calculate their moves, and fiercely negotiate for maximum profit. Instead, when discussing deals, he often volunteered to let the other party gain, significantly so—a generosity she herself had benefited from.

Ordinarily, a businessman like this wouldn’t last long. It wouldn’t take much time before he ran his business into the ground.

Yet, somehow, his enterprise kept expanding. In many cases, those ventures didn’t even require his hands-on management or oversight. He merely provided ideas, channels, and construction teams, then sat back and waited to count the money.

Her chain of inns along the Longroad was a perfect example: Gaven’s understanding of those inns was limited to their locations on the map; he didn’t even know which way the doors opened. Most of the staff were chosen by her, while he dispatched only a small group of specialized maintenance or construction personnel, along with a few finance officers. Yet, half of the net profits ended up being his.

The glass water lamps were about to follow the same pattern, and she couldn’t bring herself to refuse.

She lacked a unique, pillar-like physical industry in her own hands.

And now, Gaven had handed her such an industry. With it, her future caravans would have a core product for transport, fully leveraging the convenience of the chain inns. Each of those inns would serve as their sales point and warehouse—either selling to travelers and trade caravans or transferring products based on demand.

This would give them an unimaginable competitive edge. The more chain inns they established, the greater this advantage would become. Even if others later imitated the glass water lamps, it would be hard for them to compete.

"If we were still in Nimiel Village right now, they would most likely choose the first collaboration model. But since we’ve left, the likelihood of the second option increases," Gaven replied with a smile. "Never underestimate the intelligence of others, especially a Mage. They’ve probably already sent someone to Susar City to investigate us. Once they discover my true identity, what do you think their choice will be?" frёeweɓηovel.coɱ

Miss Goser answered without hesitation: "Do you even need to ask? Of course, they’ll cling to that thick, sturdy leg of yours for dear life! You’re the renowned Conqueror, even King Yasan treats you as an honored guest, let alone a group of country villagers."

"And there you have it." Gaven spread his hands. "People trust what their eyes see and what their ears hear more than what we tell them. Once they confirm my identity, Nimiel Village won’t need any further convincing—they’ll cooperate fully. As for the glass water lamp factory, you just need to focus on a few key points."

"Which key points?" Miss Goser asked, adopting an eager-to-learn demeanor.

"First, product innovation. It’s best to segment the product into different tiers and target different demographics. This innovation shouldn’t be limited to the designs of glass water lamps; it should also address the fragility of glass itself. Consider whether there’s a way to make them more durable—either through craftsmanship improvements or by utilizing magic assistance.

Speaking of this, I suggest you visit Bubbledfoot Inn Village. In Valo’s Travels, there’s mention of a place called the Black Bottle Pottery Workshop. Word has it three Gnome Families run it, producing black ceramic bottles that are three times thicker than regular ones—virtually unbreakable—and coated with a special black glass glaze.

Do we know whether the techniques they use are limited to ceramics, or could they be applied to glass as well? Is there any potential for incorporating their methods?

Even if it turns out their techniques can’t be adapted, the black ceramic bottles themselves still hold immense commercial value. They’re an excellent choice for long-distance liquid transport.

We could transport the luminous aqueduct’s water to our destinations and then customize glass containers on-site to bottle them into glass water lamps, which is far better than transporting fragile glass containers.

However, this manufacturing technique is surely a closely guarded trade secret of theirs. Don’t expect to acquire it easily. Instead, you could approach them through investment and collaboration—offer them benefits, let them see the value in hardened glass products, and they’ll naturally start researching in that direction.

If you set up a larger black ceramic bottle factory and offer them equity based on their technology, it would be difficult for anyone to refuse such a proposal. In this way, the product effectively becomes ours."

Miss Goser couldn’t help but sigh: "Are we even reading the same Valo’s Travels? Why don’t I remember seeing this information? Looks like I’ll need to go back and read it again. Your perspective on trade is indeed leagues ahead of ordinary people. You effortlessly resolve competitive dilemmas and absorb others’ products into your own portfolio."

"In many businesses, if your goal is to expand and strengthen, it’s easier to share a piece of the pie with others. But if your sole aim is to carve out a chunk from the existing market, the vested interests there certainly won’t be willing. This principle applies universally—not just in the business world but also in politics. Why was I able to so easily enter Komeer Kingdom’s highest halls of power?

Because from the beginning, I didn’t compete with nobles for the Kingdom’s existing authority. Instead, I focused on the surrounding wilderness—obtaining rights that placed me on equal footing with them, forcing them to invite me into their circle."