I was a priest in the city-state era

Chapter 138 A catty of salt and a hundred catties of grain
Even in the era of the Roman Empire more than 1000 years later, the salt-making method of seawater drying salt had been fully popularized, and the value of salt was still so expensive that a hundred catties of salt could buy a slave weighing one hundred catties.

Now, 600 years ago, table salt was even more rare and expensive.

Looking at the white grain of salt in Roy's hand, Eteo said solemnly.

"This kind of white salt, which is as beautiful as snowflakes, can be worth [-] catties of grain for one catty of salt."

Hearing Etteo's offer, Roy said with a playful smile.

"My salt is purer and more beautiful than the salt picked up by the sea, and it is also safer. It will not cause any harm to the body after eating. Eteo! If you sail to Athens to buy my salt at great risk, I I can sell it to you at the price of one catty of salt for fifty catties of grain. But I took a huge risk to bring the salt to the city of Knossos for sale. If you don’t buy it at the price of one catty of salt for one hundred catties of grain, I sell the salt to other merchants."

One catty of salt for one hundred catties of grain——

Hearing the price mentioned by Roy, not only Procne, but even Pandora showed a surprised expression.

Even if you buy Roy's salt at the price of one catty of salt for one hundred catties of grain, as long as you resell Roy's salt to areas where the grain is harvested twice or even three times a year, the transaction with Roy can be guaranteed to be profitable No compensation.

So Eteo asked after hesitating for a moment.

"My dear prince, how many catties of salt do you have to sell me?"

"Two thousand catties!"

Two thousand catties of salt——

Based on the price of one catty of salt for one hundred catties of grain, two thousand catties of salt is equivalent to 20 catties of grain.

Luo Yi was able to produce wealth equivalent to 20 catties of grain at once.

Seeing Procne staring blankly at Roy, Pandora immediately understood that Procne, as Roy's fiancée, did not know that Roy had such amazing wealth.

Etteo apparently did not expect that Roy possessed such a large amount of salt.

"Honorable prince, has a salt mine been dug out in your territory?"

"That's not something you should care about."

Roy said in a cold voice with no expression on his face.

"Do you want to buy my salt?"

Eteo said with a smirk.

"If you want to exchange two thousand catties of salt for 20 catties of grain, I will definitely not be able to come up with so much grain at once. If you want to exchange two thousand catties of salt for two hundred bronze spears, I am willing to make this deal with you .Because the merchant just now happened to have a batch of bronze war spears to sell to me."

Roy nodded in satisfaction.

"Then it's settled. I'll ask my subordinates to send over [-] jin of olive oil and [-] jin of salt."

"No no no—"

Eteo waved his hand and said.

"In order to express my respect to you, prince, please ask my servants to deliver 210 catties of grain and [-] bronze spears to your ship."

Although it felt that Ete'o looked a little malicious, Roy couldn't think of anything wrong, so he nodded and said.

"Then work hard on your servant! In return, you only need to give me [-] catties of grain and two hundred bronze spears."

After half an hour.

Dozens of Eteo's servants either used carts or carried on their shoulders, transported [-] catties of grain and [-] bronze war spears to the wharf where Roy's [-] large ships were moored.

Eteo's menservants began to load the ship, and the ship's soldiers, under Loy's orders, carried olive oil and salt to the docks.

At this moment, a group of Knossos soldiers hurried over to collect business taxes.

Eteo addressed the tax-collecting soldier without waiting for the tax-collecting soldier to speak.

"Don't you have eyes? These are the guests invited by the great King Minos to participate in the spring plowing ceremony. The goods they bring are not taxed."

During the spring plowing ceremony, the goods brought by the invited guests were not taxed-of course the soldiers knew this rule.

Knowing that Roy and the others were guests invited by King Minos, the tax collector hurriedly bowed his head and saluted, then turned and left as if fleeing.

After the deal between Roy and Ete'o was completed, Ete'o confirmed two thousand catties of salt, and then smiled at Roy.

"This white salt is as precious as gold, do you have more salt to trade?"

This is obviously a question that must be answered carefully.

If Roy only had two thousand catties of salt, perhaps Eteo would think that Roy had made a fortune.

If Roy says he has more salt—

Great wealth will inevitably lead to great disasters.

So Roy shook his head and said.

"Although I still have a few hundred catties of salt, I keep it for myself. The only salt I can sell is the one I sell to you now."

"Then how did you get these salts?"

"How else can I get it? Of course I picked it up at the seaside. My territory is surrounded by the sea on three sides and has a long coastline. Coupled with the gift of the goddess of the sea, I was lucky enough to pick up so much high-quality salt."

Seeing that Ete'o didn't believe it, Roy whispered in Ete'o's ear.

"Our patron saint of Athens is a great goddess of the sea. These salts must be my reward for devout sacrifices to the goddess. As long as I continue to sacrifice to the goddess devoutly, the goddess will let me pick up a large amount of white salt again , I will sell you the white salt at that time."

"Is this really a gift from the Goddess of the Sea?"

Eteo accepted Roy's reason dubiously, and then left with the servants.

Roy came to Aries and ordered to the excited Aries.

"Aries! You can now arm yourself with the bronze spears you just bought. Be sure to protect the ships and goods."

"Don't worry, my lord priest, as long as I'm still alive, I won't let others take away our ships and goods."

After patting Aries on the shoulder as encouragement, Roy took Procne and Pandora and prepared to return to the palace.

Leaving the port and returning to the streets of the city, Procne suddenly pointed to a four or five-year-old child on the street and said.

"Brother Roy, that kid looks so pitiful, let's go over and give him some food!"

The child Procne spoke of was obviously a poorly dressed and malnourished little beggar.

And there are at least a dozen of such little beggars on the street.

Seeing that Procne was like a virgin, wanting to pull himself to help the little beggar, Roy reached out and hugged Procne in his arms and said.

"Procne, I will not rescue that child, and I will not allow you to rescue that child."

"Eh--"

Procne said with wide-eyed eyes in disbelief.

"Brother Luoy, seeing such a poor child, how could you say such cruel words?"

"Silly girl, take a good look at the whole street."

Roy explained helplessly.

"There are not only one or two little beggars on this street. You saved the little beggar you saw, do you want to save the remaining dozen or so little beggars? If you only save one and not the others, then no It is called kindness but hypocrisy. The most important thing is, what do you use to save these little beggars? Now your property belongs to you, only your clothes and accessories, that is to say, you are the one who is kind, and I am the one who wants to take out the food. "

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