Roman paused for a moment, surveying the small merchants who were gradually becoming stunned.
He frowned, "Did you all understand?"
"Yes, we understand!" Everyone nodded frantically, completely dazed by the unexpected windfall.
They had originally thought it was some bad news, like a task to run errands for the Lord.
But now it wasn't just running errands; they had to run themselves ragged!
This was truly... too exciting!
To put it simply, Roman had set them a target of 100,000 catties of grain; as long as they could meet it, they would receive an income of 5 Gold Coins.
And they didn't have to take on any risks.
There were only five of them in total, which meant they could each get 1 Gold Coin on average.
By the All Gods!
One Gold Coin could buy two oxen for plowing!
Just a hard toil of a dozen days or so, and they could get two oxen!
Who wouldn't be tempted?
Even if the target was tough, they had to bite through it!
