After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 970

Anyway, as depressed as they were to lose the precious thing, they suddenly found out that there was still some stock hidden and taken by the Lord! The nobles who got a taste naturally wanted to buy the rest of them.

But… the Lord sold it for a really high amount! There was even a bidding! Sadly, he was not as rich as the other nobles so he lost.

Now, he must ration what he had, but he couldn’t bear to stop! What if it spoiled? What if some clumsy slave broke the bottle? Wouldn’t he die of regret then?

This was the self-righteous thought ongoing in Urkin’s mind when his personal maids informed him that the meat-buying slave had finally returned… and there was no meat on hand.

"WHAT!?" He yelled, slapping the armrest of his wooden chair. "Get him in here right now!!"

The maid looked reluctant but continued to speak before heading out. "He also bought someone with him," she said. "The visitor says he… has more sauce."

"...huh?"

Urkin flinched and looked at her, thinking. Could it be a scammer? It happened often in their circle. Whenever a popular product appeared, there would be cheap knockoffs appearing in the market. A lot of foolish nobles ended up buying them at a high cost!

Urkin had always been proud of himself for not being one of those people!

Considering the Lord himself claimed that he had all the stocks, then this must be a scam!

He should just get the guards to beat them up right now!! He would also sell that damned slave!

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Still, after a couple of minutes, Gill and Ghesso were led to the main living area, with the aforementioned noble looking at them with suspicion and curiosity.

"Who is this?" he asked Ghesso, trying to appear neutral.

Despite everything, Urkin wanted to hear them out in the end.

Anyway, it was easy to determine if it was fake. He had a good sense of taste and the taste and sensation of those products couldn’t be faked—at least not so quickly.

For one, he had no idea what to make of the sauces and he had no idea what the raw materials could be. However, he was confident that everyone else should be the same.

"My name is Gill, I have been traveling for a while and heard you are in need of something," Gill said. He was also observing the man at the same time.

According to Ghesso, Urkin was actually a restaurant owner—one of the more successful ones in the Town. The term ’Noble’ was relatively arbitrary in this world, except for the Lords. Next to the lords, those considered nobles were those who served the Lords closely, though it usually applied to Towns and above.

Nobles could also refer to very rich people. Basically, anyone who could live lavishly could be called a noble, unlike in ancient Terran where bloodline was a major factor, with exemption to those who had been ’knighted’.

This had a lot to do with this place’s focus on strength. Living well and lavishly was, in a sense, also considered ’strength’, regardless of how it was gained.

Ironically, they still had some unnecessary expectations towards women, even if they were capable—for instance, Olga and Cassandra.