Game Of Thrones : Merchant of Two Worlds

For many small merchants in the Western Region, this was their first time buying goods. They were cautious about unfamiliar products, preferring the more popular items like paper, pens, and soap that were already highly sought after in the region.

The total cost of this purchase was 2,275 gold dragons. After subtracting the 1,093 gold dragons earned from selling natural gold nuggets, the merchants still needed to pay an additional 1,182 gold dragons.

These merchants from the Western Region were excited about obtaining natural gold nuggets, a rare and valuable resource. They assured Jason Liu that they would bring more of these gold nuggets during their next transactions, though they couldn't guarantee the quantity. Even in the gold-rich Western Region, such high-quality nuggets were hard to come by.

Jason understood their limitations. He wasn't too greedy—acquiring any amount of these nuggets was a significant profit. Besides, if he brought too much of it back to modern times, it might affect the market price there. By keeping the quantity small, he ensured maximum profitability without destabilizing the market.

After collecting the nine gold coins, Jason stored them in the warehouse. This warehouse, along with another one, had become his primary location for transporting goods between Westeros and modern times.

Meanwhile, Boris, Jason's trusted medical assistant, had been busy renovating the house that once belonged to Martha. This house, located next to Store , was being repurposed into a workspace for storing and organizing the medicines Jason brought back from the modern world. Boris had hired carpenters to clean and remodel the space, adding numerous cabinets to store the growing collection of medications.

Since the medicines were labeled in Chinese, Boris had asked Jason to translate the instructions into Westerosi script. With Jason's help, Boris meticulously documented the purpose and effects of each medicine, ensuring he knew which ailments each one could treat. He even attached translated labels to the bottles for easy identification.

However, Boris faced a challenge: his five apprentices were only semi-literate, barely able to read and write. Despite this, he worked tirelessly to teach them the names of the medicines and the illnesses they treated. His goal was to ensure that even if he wasn't present, his apprentices could still provide the correct medicines to patients.

One day, Boris approached Jason with a request. "My lord, when will you be able to bring more medicines for colds and fevers?" he asked, following closely behind Jason. "We've been using these medicines during our visits to nearby villages, and now our supply is running low. At this rate, we'll run out within few days."

Boris explained that he had taken two of his brightest apprentices, Polly and Camilla, to practice medicine in the villages. The demand for the medicines had been overwhelming. Boris saw great potential in Polly and Camilla, who were quick learners and showed the most promise among his apprentices.

Jason was skeptical. "I bought several large boxes of cold and fever medicine. How could they run out so quickly?" he asked, giving Boris a puzzled look.

Boris grinned sheepishly. "My lord, we treated hundreds of people during our trips. The medicines you brought are miraculous—patients with colds and fevers recovered within two days. Our reputation has spread across villages dozens of miles away."

Jason sighed. "Hundreds of people? Even if each person only took one pill, that would still be hundreds of pills gone. No wonder the stock ran out so fast."

"Alright," Jason said finally. "I'll bring you more cold and fever medicine as soon as possible."

Jason couldn't really blame Boris. After all, he had chosen Boris to be his top medical expert in Westeros. If Boris needed something, especially for medical purposes, Jason was willing to provide it.

Boris, delighted by Jason's agreement, smiled despite his thin and weary appearance from his recent travels. "Thank you, my lord! While you're at it, could you also bring medicines for stomach and chest pains? We'll need them for the hospital we're establishing."

Jason rolled his eyes. "The house isn't even fully remodeled yet, and you're already worrying about stockpiling medicines?"

"I just wanted to ask early, my lord," Boris replied, slightly embarrassed. Truthfully, he was concerned that Jason might be unavailable when the hospital started operating, leaving them without sufficient supplies.

Jason relented. "Fine. Next time, I'll bring back a large batch of medicines so your hospital won't run out."

With Jason's assurance, Boris returned to the "hospital" he was preparing, full of excitement. He dreamed of using the extraordinary medicines Jason provided to treat countless patients. In his mind, he imagined becoming the most renowned doctor in Westeros.

Boris even fantasized about earning a bachelor's necklace from the Citadel in Oldtown, a mark of recognition for accomplished healers. Perhaps one day, his name would reach the ears of the maesters, and they would grant him the title of medical bachelor—or even higher.

A doctorate in medicine, he thought, his eyes gleaming with ambition. That title was reserved for those who had achieved groundbreaking advancements in their field. There were only a handful of such doctors in all of Westeros, and Boris dared to dream of joining their ranks.

While Boris was lost in his aspirations, Jason was busy elsewhere. He transported the nine gold coins back to his modern warehouse and began preparing for his next trip. The three new warehouses he had commissioned were nearing completion. One was a large warehouse covering 3,000 square meters, another was medium-sized at 1,000 square meters, and the smallest was over 500 square meters.

With these new facilities, Jason could streamline his operations, ensuring smoother transportation of goods between the two worlds.

As Jason locked the warehouse door, he felt confident about the future. Boris was diligently preparing for the hospital's opening, and the merchants in the Western Region were eager to bring more gold nuggets. Step by step, Jason's influence in Westeros was growing.

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