In this world, most dyes are extracted from various plants.
For instance, in inexpensive dyes, thereâs indigo from indigo plants, madder red from madder, yellow from woodruff, and so on.
Of course.
There are also dyes that are so expensive that ordinary people can hardly afford them.
Carmine extracted from cochineal, ultramarine from lapis lazuli, and purple-red from lac insects, among others.
These dyes are mainly used by the nobility, Church, and other wealthy classes to produce luxurious clothing and decorations.
As a weaverâs child, Lynn was well aware of these things.
Lynn nodded, "Miss Kari, name your price!"
These dyes, in the current territory, indeed have little use.
But they can be exchanged and stored now while the territory has a surplus of fine salt.
Once the batch of planted cotton matures, they can be dyed to produce a collection of colorful cotton garments.
Listening to Lynnâs affirmative voice, Kari reminded, "Master, I donât know if youâre aware, barley prices are getting more and more expensive."
"Itâs already three pounds for one penny, and itâs steadily rising."
"I feel it wonât take long before itâs two pounds for one penny!"
Lynn nodded, "No problem, letâs stick with three pounds for one penny."
Kari responded, "Different colors of dyes have different prices, but the difference isnât too large."
"In total, for five thousand pounds of dye, I can offer you an average price of eight pence per pound, Master Lynn."
After listening to Kariâs explanation, Lynn quickly converted the figures in his mind.
Fifty thousand pounds of barley, five thousand pounds of dye...
A few seconds later.
Lynn spoke, "Adding up barley and dye, I can exchange it for nine thousand five hundred pounds of fine salt for you."
"What do you think?"
Upon hearing this, Kari furrowed her attractive eyebrows and quickly stretched out her slender fingers to start calculating.
With previous experience, Lynn naturally didnât interrupt her.
However, no matter how Lynn looked at it, he couldnât help but find it amusing.
What kind of merchant calculates prices using their fingers?
After a few minutes.
Lowering her head, Kari finally looked up at Lynn with a smile.
"Of course, Master Lynn!"
After calculating, Kari naturally understood.
The Master Lynn before her was still offering her an exchange rate of six pence per pound of fine salt.
He even rounded up for her.
Lynn nodded, turned his gaze to George waiting not far away.
George, sensing Lynnâs intention, bent and went off to arrange for personnel to prepare for unloading.
Kari glanced over and began organizing the unloading crew.
She turned her gaze back to Lynn and asked, "Master Lynn, since weâre waiting here anyway."
"Would I be fortunate enough to be invited to your castle for a glass of gin?"
"Since I last tasted it, Iâve been unable to forget..."
Watching Kariâs wide-eyed gaze fixed on him, Lynn gave a tranquil smile.
"Of course, Miss Kari."
"Whenever Miss Kari wants to drink gin, youâre welcome on this land anytime."
Hearing Lynnâs words and looking at his chiseled face, Kari couldnât help but blink her eyes.
A person who says such words far surpasses those men inviting her to bed in terms of charm, doesnât he?
Kari, in a rare display of meekness, complied, "Alright, Master Lynn."
Without further ado, the two walked towards the distant castle.
At Lordâs Square.
Under Georgeâs direction, dozens of townsmen were orderly transporting barley and dye from the carriage.
At the castle.
Lynn sat at the head of the dining table, Kari seated at the adjacent spot.
With Kuisiâs hands cradling a glazed wine bottle, she poured gin for both Lynn and Kari.
She placed the bottle at the center of the table, waiting behind the two.
Seeing the translucent glass cup with its embossed patterns, filled with liquid akin to gold, Kariâs eyes brimmed with anticipation.
She picked up the glazed cup, holding it near her face, her eyes filled with joy.
Especially when the light from the reception hall refracted through, the cup filled with gin emitted a series of bright and gentle rays.
Lynn glanced at Kari, picked up the glass from the table, and said, "Cheers, Miss Kari."
Kari instantly snapped out of her reverie.
She raised her glass, clinking lightly with Lynnâs.
The clink of glazed glass against glazed glass was crisp and clear.
Both Lynn and Kari downed the gin in one go.
Immediately.
Kari felt a familiar and stronger warmth searing from the depths of her throat, flowing down into her stomach.
Her eyes widened in curiosity as she looked at Lynn, inquiring.
"Master Lynn, the taste of this gin..."
Lynn set down his glass and explained, "Yes, the brewerâs distillation techniques are becoming increasingly refined and skilled, and the ginâs alcohol content has increased considerably."
"Hence, its flavor is becoming more rich and full-bodied, and the stimulation is increasingly intense."
Listening to Lynnâs explanation, Kari nodded in realization.
She intended to have the maid pour her more gin.
Standing behind, Kuisi considerately stepped forward, lifting the bottle to continue pouring more for Lynn and Kari.
After merely three glasses.
Kariâs once fair and youthful face clearly showed a flush.