Firearms in a Fantasy World

Chapter 151: Supplying Canned Food

Translator: Cinder Translations

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In a magnificent living room, Hansel sat somewhat nervously in his seat, occasionally glancing towards the door.

Several days ago, he had requested an audience with Viscount William, who served as the royal quartermaster. However, the Viscount had continuously excused himself, citing busy affairs, and avoided meeting him.

Yesterday, he finally received the long-awaited reply: Viscount William could meet him the next morning at his own residence.

Hansel got up early today, dressed in carefully prepared attire, and arrived at the Viscount's mansion at the appointed time.

He reminded himself inwardly, "This meeting is crucial, it concerns whether I can open up sales channels for canned goods, and whether I can come into the sight of the kingdom's upper echelons."

This time returning to the capital, Hansel not only continued to recruit talents for Paul and gather refugees, but also bore the heavy responsibility of promoting canned goods to the kingdom's military.

Paul estimated that this matter was highly likely to succeed. After all, canned food was invented to solve the problem of military rations, and it should be appealing to any military, regardless of the world.

Although Hansel was a layman in military matters, he could clearly see the significant importance of such food that was easy to transport in large quantities and could be stored for a long time.

Sitting in the living room of Viscount William's house, after glancing countless times towards the entrance to the living room, he suddenly heard footsteps in the corridor outside.

"He's coming!"

Hansel's heart thumped. He made an effort to compose himself, straightened his posture, and waited for the arrival of the host.

Soon, a figure flashed at the entrance to the reception room. A middle-aged man with a shrewd look in his eyes walked in.

Hansel immediately stood up and greeted the middle-aged man, "It's an honor to see you, Lord Viscount William."

"Hansel, please sit down, please sit down."

The Viscount immediately invited him to take a seat.

"How time flies, I didn't expect Abbott's second son to have grown so big."

Viscount William suddenly exclaimed. The incident involving Old Abbott had caused quite a stir back then, and it was well known throughout the capital. The young man before him was the child who had suddenly appeared back then.

"Uh... ah... yes."

Hansel awkwardly responded.

"So, what brings you here to see me?"

Viscount William got straight to the point, clearly not intending to engage in small talk with Hansel.

Hansel felt annoyed inwardly, "I've clearly stated everything in my letter of request each time. Does this quartermaster lord really have such a busy schedule that he can't even remember why I've come to see him?"

But he didn't show the slightest hint of displeasure on his face. Despite not holding a very high title, the Viscount held a key position in supplying the royal army.

Hansel maintained a polite smile on his face and explained his purpose, "Thank you, Lord Viscount, for sparing the time to see me amidst your busy schedule. I'm here to introduce to you a newly developed military ration."

To arouse Viscount William's interest, he directly referred to the canned goods as military rations, after all, the Viscount was the quartermaster.

The Viscount looked puzzled, "Military rations? Developed?"