"These are all coffee, right? Nice, nice, this is really great."
Yars seemed to think of something, his big mouth splitting into a grin, saliva nearly dripping down.
When he spotted the crystal sugar and white sugar that Zhao Guang had produced, he became even more delighted. After all, who doesn't know that sugar is a solid currency among nobles? Having so much of it at once, and of the highest quality, its value can't be measured in money.
This batch of goods alone was worth far more than all those weapons and tricycles from before.
"Hey, wait, what's this stuff?" Yars suddenly pointed at the armor.
"This is armor, I think. I didn't buy this, but the quality seems good. If the price is right, I'll take it." Although the armor looked quite strange, the quality was really not bad.
"Don't bother, that's for Ocoro. I heard he's planning to form a combat team."
