After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World - Chapter 222

Chapter 222: Get Rich Quick
Jun naturally saw the depression nearby, pausing in thought.

In order not to make a bigger commotion, he asked another person to separate and make another stall.

This person happened to be Ansel, who got the best deals by virtue of being the relative of the owner, accompanied by a few better-off fellows.

But Ansel enjoyed the crowd more so he got an assistant to sell his stuff for him. Opening their spaces, he transferred some of the items to the other’s space without revealing anything to the outside world.

Of course, such ‘remote’ transfers also cost some money, but they were really a hassle to carry.

Seeing that the goods were settled, Jun turned to look at the rich crowd simmering in impatience.

“We may no longer have a lot of food products available, but we do have items for luxury, still expensive even in our territory because the production isn’t mature yet. For those who have currency in gold, please come with me.”

The hopeless people at the back brightened and followed. There were surprisingly more than a hundred people who still had a lot of surplus gold coins.

This stall was much more peaceful and only needed a few guards, and the crowd was only because there were still a lot of curious bystanders.

The privilege made the rich customers stick out their chest, a little proud.

But then the items to be sold were revealed. They flinched and someone even coughed violently when they saw the new items being offered, and they immediately lost their bearing.

Bolts of fabric in several colors, as well as sewing kits, were taken out, and it made these people’s eyes widen.

You must know that while they were much better off than others, they were almost the same in terms of how unsightly their clothes were. At best, they could only wash it more than others.

Leather could be done, but it was too hot and uncomfortable!

But now they see bolts of cloth!!!

“We are selling a bolt of cotton, 1 meter width and 3 meters in length, for a lump sum of 5 gold each.” The salesman said with a smile. “Hemp cloth as well, albeit a lump only costs 80 silver per bolt.”

Then he showed a wooden box opening to show a few spools of threads and needles.

“For now, we offer two thread weights for each available color and different needle sizes and types.”

“We will soon offer threads and needles for crocheting, quilting, and the like.”

“This particular sewing kit cost 10 silver.”

Metal was still difficult, so the needles for now were made of beast bones, delicately carved by their artisans.

These people did not even hesitate and paid immediately, afraid that they’d lose stocks again.

Those who bought handled the cotton and saw the quality was not bad. One of the customers, advanced in age, was particularly more noticeable because the way he checked fabric reeked of expertise.

Jun’s eyes couldn’t help but follow the man as he got out of the crowd to go somewhere less dense.

He gently unrolled the two bolts (one was allowed for cotton and two for hemp).

The man’s fingers traced its texture feeling for any irregularities. He looked closely for any imperfections, and he checked for the consistency of the weave.

He also lifted it to check its weight and density, and pretty much stuck his eyes on the fabric to see the selvage and the edges.

With an unchanged expression, he waved them to see how fabric draped and fell. He nodded, seeming satisfied with how the fabric held its shape.  Finally, he held it against the light to see its translucency.

The man’s eyebrows rose, he combed back his white hair, and gaped at the items.

Naturally, the quality could not compare to Terran’s, but he didn’t even expect to see anything of the type so soon.

His name was Andrei, and he used to be a well-known fashion designer back in Terran. He naturally knew about this stuff.

But more importantly—

“You mentioned that… you produce these?!” He darted back to the crowd and asked the sales person in disbelief.

“Yes, when we left, the first batch of cotton had just matured and the machines had only been completed. So we bought this for a relatively high price.”

Andrei found this a bit unbelievable. Their side was still obviously struggling with the basics, but someone else was already producing luxuries.

As someone who had been a refugee, he had thought Bright was already very good.

But alas, there was no harm without comparison.

Anyway, he bought the maximum allowed purchase of three bolts and a set of sewing paraphernalia.

The others bought one or two, especially after finding out the price would be lowered when the technology developed.

After these were done, the next set of items was revealed, causing wild chattering of the spectators.

The group revealed items like larger jars of condiments and earthenware, also sold in gold.

Because the team sold condiments and sauces in larger containers to save space, the condiments and sauces were sold in jars.

“Soy sauce?”

“Chili!!”

“Is that… ready mix?”

“Curry flavor? Sour soup flavor?”

Ansel smiled and looked at his companions. Together, they took small earthenware saucers, and took a bit of each, handing them to their customers to let them have a taste.

The people looked at each other, gaping.

Oh my gosh!

These are legit!

HOW?!

What could this mean? It meant they could start cooking delicacies again!

This naturally led to a bidding war—which Jun allowed this time. What was more, he actually decided to sell a vat of each in a set!

After all, taking this amount was enough to make a business out of it! If the people who managed to buy could actually cook, they could get a return of investment within a few days!

As he watched the bidding war going, Old fabulous Andrei couldn’t help but gape.

“This is amazing…” Andrei mumbled, and those beside him nodded very passionately.

As they appreciated the goods, they couldn’t help but take second look at the sellers—which they belatedly realized to be so much cleaner and happier than anyone else.

But… what they were more curious about was the territory that could produce all these and make these people so satisfied with their lives.

Such a territory, within a few weeks, managed to revive cultures they thought they’d lose forever, preserving technology they thought they had lost.

So… they were just very, very, curious.

What kind of territory was this… Altera?