601: Chapter 468 The Weeping Witch_3 601: Chapter 468 The Weeping Witch_3 “Thank you for the advice, ma’am.
I understand what I should do now,” Gaven bowed in thanks.
The old are truly wise, Mother Gao Ser’s thod not only comforts the departed but also silences the living.
By offering them a bit more kindness in the future and creating so employnt opportunities for them, no one will criticize him for occupying the ruins of the inn.
He could then use the pretext of repairs to dig around for what he wanted.
“Now that we’ve finished discussing your matter, isn’t it ti we talked about ours?” Mother Gao Ser seized the opportunity, starting to play her own little ga.
“A hundred bottles of Ghost Grape Wine is the most I can spare for you.
After the new wine is released, I can reserve an additional five hundred bottles for you, all at the market price in the City of Brilliance,” Gaven, of course, knew what she wanted and directly put forth his offer.
That’s the advantage of having a monopoly, people buy your goods with money and then owe you a favor in return.
At this rate, before the new wine even ca out of the kiln, he would have exchanged it all for favors.
If there were any problems with the brewing of the new wine, his troubles would be imnse.
No, the Ghost Grape Wine had now beco a strategic resource.
He needed to tell Estelle to keep a close watch on it day and night, making sure nothing went wrong.
“What about the mixing of drinks?” Mother Gao Ser’s beautiful face blossod with a smile so sweet it could almost drip honey.
A hundred bottles of Ghost Grape Wine, the entire City of Brilliance probably didn’t have that many.
It was a resource that, with her social connections in the City of Brilliance, she could turn around to exchange for a pile of things that money normally couldn’t buy.
Not to ntion the subsequent five hundred bottles of Ghost Grape Wine.
This young man before her was indeed a veritable gold mine.
“If you wish to taste the wine yourself, I am available whenever I am free.
However, if it’s to be served to guests, a maximum of three cups a day is the limit, provided that you collect the relevant information on these people for ,” Gaven thought for a mont and then added, “No rollover.”
Watching people drink is interesting, but only occasionally.
Once it becos a job, it gets dull, and he simply didn’t have that much ti.
“Scarcity brings value,” Mother Gao Ser said as if it were obvious, “If one can drink it every day, even the rarest things beco like plain water.
It’s better to entrust this to than to that old fool Krewen.
I guarantee you’ll get the chance to et more important people and gain more social favors and connections.”
Right!
How could he have forgotten this?
What an excellent opportunity to build connections!
He didn’t want to get involved with Waterdeep City right now simply because his foundation was unstable and he couldn’t control it.
The capitalist sharks would gobble him up whole, skin and bones.
But that didn’t an he never wanted to get involved there.
Previously, there hadn’t been an opportunity, but now, the person before , the one from Deer Horn Pot Tavern, including everyone in Anfield Village who had ties with the City of Brilliance, could all beco my connections there, especially Krewen and Mother Gao Ser.
I’d already established a basic rapport with these two; the rest was all about using that rope of relationship to turn their networks into mine.
And bartending was an excellent opportunity to showcase myself.
Having realized this, Gaven imdiately changed his tone and said, “Normally, I don’t mix drinks for strangers more than three tis, and even if the inn starts up, I won’t be mixing drinks there on my own.
Everything will be arranged by the lady here.
If there are special needs, it’s not that there’s no room for negotiation, but I suggest such a precedent should not be set if it can be avoided.”
“Good, good, good,” Mother Gao Ser said in approval, “Since you’ve given such a generous gift, I must give sothing in return.
Set a ti, and I will sell this old face of mine to invite all the renowned people of Anfield Village to bear witness for you, to make you the new owner of this inn.”
Gaven was imdiately elated.
A person like Mother Gao Ser, who was well-versed in networking, probably knew everyone in Anfield Village.
There were hardly any people she had conflicts with.
With her taking the lead, the matter beca much simpler.
The rest was a matter of preparation.
He carefully asked, “Is today possible?”
“Today?
How could that be?” Mother Gao Ser glared at Gaven with annoyance, “Why are you so impatient?
Even if I manage to contact everyone for you, what about the banquet?
How do you arrange the visit to the forr inn owner’s grave?
You can’t invite the living before paying respects to the dead, can you?
At the earliest, it will take three days, and that’s if the girls drop everything else they’re doing.”
“Then could you please prepare it as quickly as possible, madam?
All expenses are on ,” Gaven said with an embarrassed smile, feeling he might have been a bit too eager.
I’d only arrived in Anfield Village last night, and today I wanted to achieve my goal, sothing that seed unfathomable before I ca; three days was far beyond my planning.
“You think we’re short of that little money?
We’re going to be neighbors in the future.
There’s plenty of helping each other out to do.
Consider this a welcoming gift from ,” Mother Gao Ser said generously, “When the ti cos, you just need to make your appearance.”
“Then I am in your debt, madam,” Gaven said, no longer insisting, knowing that the tasks ahead were not to be achieved all at once, and that there would probably be many more interactions with her in the future.
Taking over the inn was rely the beginning; finding the Spellbook of The Weeping Witch was the key.
If this Spellbook were so easy to find, would it have waited until now?
Would it have waited for to co?
Gaven had reason to suspect that the magical conflict three years ago was very much related to this Spellbook and The Weeping Witch.
If that was the case, it ant others, besides myself, were also coveting this Spellbook.
When the inn was still a ruin, untouched, it was one thing, but once soone started ddling, it beca an easy target.
After discussing so finer details with Mother Gao Ser, he left the Joy Hall.
Accompanied by Oliela, he took a round inside and outside Anfield Village to get a good understanding of the situation.
He also quietly noted a few points of interest before bidding farewell to Oliela and returned to his room in the Deer Horn Pot Tavern.
He activated the Tower of Dominion Teleportation and went back to snoel, starting to deploy his forces.
He now had a ho and a business.
How could he possibly rely solely on his own hands and feet to conquer the world?
Traveling to Anfield Village alone on horseback was rely for reconnaissance, to establish a foothold.
First, he had Veranika send him back to Weizemay Manor.
Using Ghost Grape Wine, he filled the Portable Dinsional Hole almost to the brim.
From now on, this ware would likely hold a place in the Portable Dinsional Hole; it would be his diplomatic ace in the hole.
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