The influx of rchants made Brambleford more bustling than ever before. The streets and alleys were filled with traders who had travelled from afar.
After waiting in Brambleford for three days, the rchants were greeted with an announcent that sent them into a frenzy.
A proclamation was posted throughout the city: "All rchants in Brambleford may obtain the thod for producing soap from the Patent Office. Further details can be discussed at the Patent Office."
As soon as the news spread, the rchants imdiately inquired about the Patent Office, what it was, where it was located and then rushed toward the building, which was situated across from the Governor’s Office.
While most rchants were ecstatic, so were deeply unsettled. As Simon had expected, the Goldwynd family was the first to seek him out after the proclamation was issued.
"Your family can also establish workshops to produce soap," Simon said, instantly rendering Walter speechless. "That way, you can manufacture as much soap as you want."
Walter pondered for a long mont before speaking. "But, Your Highness, with such a massive increase in soap production and rchants selling it everywhere, how will prices be controlled? And what about competition between rchants?"
"I have already thought this through," Simon replied with a calm smile.
Walter had pointed out a fundantal problem of this era: rchant infighting. Many of the rchants who had arrived in Brambleford were powerful figures, so backed by regional lords or high-ranking officials.
Now that they all had access to soap, they would undoubtedly try to monopolize the business within their own territories, barring outside rchants from entering.
This kind of regional protectionism was not unique to this ti period; even in modern tis, local businesses often suppressed competition from outsiders.
"May Your Highness enlighten ?" Walter asked.
rchants were greedy by nature, and the Goldwynd family was no exception. They understood that opening up soap production would benefit them, but they were reluctant to give up their control over direct sales.
"A trade guild," Simon said simply.
The competition among rchants would inevitably lead to chaos, making a regulating body essential. Simon’s real goal, however, was to use this guild to transform Brambleford into the Eldorian Empires comrcial hub.
Walter didn’t fully understand what a trade guild was, so Simon took on the role of a teacher once again.
[Knowledge Transfer Initiated...]
The guild would regulate product pricing, divide trade territories, and most importantly, extract profits from the rchants. Of course, so aspects of his plan were better left unsaid.
What Simon could tell Walter was that the guild would assign the Goldwynd family an exclusive sales region but they would have to pay a fee for it.
[Knowledge Transfer complete.]
After sending Walter away, Simon began preparations for establishing the guild. All rchants involved in soap production would be required to join. Without guild mbership, the Patent Office would not provide them with the necessary technology.
At the Patent Office, visiting rchants were introduced to the concept of the guild.
"Thiery, this prince is quite sothing. First, he surprises us with a Patent Office, and now he’s forming a trade guild." One rchant remarked, holding a set of technical docunts from the Patent Office.
A rotund rchant beside him chuckled and spoke. "Indeed, we mustn’t underestimate him. But no matter what, we have a personal letter from Pri Gerad to him. Surely, he will give us so special consideration, after all, they are neighbours."
"That’s true. Roland ntioned that the prince will summon all rchants tomorrow to discuss the guild. We’ll just wait and see how things unfold. However, I hear that rchants under the command of Prince Aurelia of the Aurelian family, Prince Vael of the Vaelric family, and Prince Dornhal of the Dornhal family have all co as well. The competition will be fierce."
"Exactly. And it’s not just the regional lords; several imperial princes have sent their rchants too." He said, glancing at the courtyard of the Patent Office. Groups of rchants, clad in silk robes and adorned with gold, stood in small clusters, each one a wealthy magnate.
The next day, as promised, Simon convened nearly a thousand rchants at the Governor’s Office in Brambleford.
With the imnse profits at stake, no one dared to miss the eting.
Seated at the head of the hall, Simon surveyed the crowd with a smile.
Many of these rchants had brought letters personally written by high-ranking nobles, regional lords, ministers, and even a few imperial princes and princesses, hoping to secure favours.
Simon wasn’t surprised. However, he knew that these letters were aningless. Given his past reputation for arrogance and defiance, those who sent them likely understood that as well. They rely wanted to show their subordinates that they had tried.
The rchants, seated below, wore a mix of expressions, so smug, so anxious, and so whispering among themselves. Despite their wealth, they were still re rchants and dared not show disrespect to Simon.
"I’m sure you all know why I’ve gathered you here today." Simon began. "It’s to discuss the establishnt of a trade guild."
"May Your Highness enlighten us." The rchants responded in unison.
Simon continued. "You have all co to Brambleford for one reason: soap, Brambleford’s Finest, and perfu. The purpose of this guild is to ensure that all mbers have fair access to these products."
At these words, the hall erupted with murmurs of excitent and unease.
One rchant quickly asked. "Your Highness, are you saying that not only soap production but also Brambleford’s Finest and perfu will be made available for rchants to produce?"
"No." Simon replied. "The production of perfu and Brambleford’s Finest will remain restricted, but those who join the guild will gain exclusive sales rights."
"That’s still great news!"
"Excellent!"
"Well worth the trip!"
The rchants cheered.
Simon continued. "The guild will function as follows: all mbers will have access to the products Brambleford offers, but in return, there will be regulations..."
Using the knowledge stored in his system, Simon had already drafted a set of guild rules.
One of the key regulations was that sales territories would be fairly auctioned within the guild. Additionally, all product prices would be standardized by the guild, and a special arbitration office would be established to prevent malicious competition among rchants.
As these concepts were relayed, the rchants were astounded. These revolutionary ideas completely reshaped their understanding of comrce.
For them, it was like a revelation, an entirely new business structure unlike anything they had seen before.
Simon then unveiled a large map of the Eldorian Empire.
"This is the map of the Eldorian Empire." He explained. "Each county and city is marked. The sales rights for each region will be auctioned, with each city serving as a trade zone."
His tone grew firm. "Now, you have a choice. Join the guild and secure enormous profits, or leave Brambleford. The decision is yours. I will not force anyone."
A heavy silence fell over the hall.
The rchants exchanged glances, weighing their options carefully.
For them, this was not an easy decision.
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