There is no business without treachery. A businessman is a profession that is neither profitable nor early. He is more sensitive to numbers than anyone else. For things like borrowing, lending money to others without paying interest is very important to businessmen.

It is undoubtedly a huge loss, because a large amount of working capital has been shelved for nothing. They could have used this working capital to invest in reproduction and obtain greater profits.

However, this is purely a numerical account. Lending to others is a huge loss, but lending to officials is different. You do not charge interest for lending money to them. This is doing favors. A small favor from an official may be worth thousands of gold in the future. This amount

Du Mingwei calculated the accounts very clearly and was very willing to lend money in exchange for favors.

As for the collateral, it belongs to the risk control link. It’s just small money. If there is a risk, there is a risk. Big money like this, and it requires the whole city’s nobles to jointly invest and borrow money. Without collateral, it is child’s play, and it won’t be put anywhere.

possible.

While Gomer and Du Mingwei were discussing the mortgage, Lin Gengsen took out his peanuts and peeled them, peeling them all over the floor while eating.

While eating, Lin Gengsen looked boredly at the water surface of the port, watching the cargo ships coming in loaded with century-old wheat and leaving empty after unloading, and he couldn't help but yawn.

There were many porters unloading goods at the port. Perhaps because of the long working hours, one porter was a little tired. He accidentally fell while carrying the wheat bag, and the bag was broken. There were many hundred-year-old coins inside.

The wheat was spilled.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." He was so frightened that he trembled and hurriedly put the century-old wheat into the bag with his hands, murmuring an apology as he did so.

The coolies responsible for transportation are all branded slaves. They are no different from cattle and horses in the Kingdom of Doguland. The supervisor next to him didn't say anything, just swung his whip over, and drew ferocious blood marks on the face of the porter slave.

He scolded: "You damn brat, you can't do such a simple job well, what's the use of you?! This is high-quality century-old wheat sent from the royal city. Do you think it's the feed you usually eat?!"

The overseer whipped the slave crazily with a whip, but the slave did not dare to get angry or speak out. He had been numb to it since he was born a slave. He just knelt on the ground shivering and begged for mercy. Faced with the whipping, he did not even dare to block it.

For a moment, he let the blood stains be drawn from his body, just hoping that the supervisor would not kill him after venting his anger.

"You spilled the wheat and I have to be deducted from the money. I'll beat you to death! You're a bastard! You're a bastard!" The supervisor didn't treat the slaves as human beings at all, and he didn't need to treat the slaves as human beings. He quickly killed him.

Beating him to a bloody pulp was not only a way to vent his anger, but also to show his authority as a warning to other slaves.

Lin Gengsen was already idle and bored, but now that a slave was being punished, he watched with gusto. He even peeled peanuts faster. While eating, he murmured to himself: "A century-old wheat is not cheap. It's not wheat at all."

, it’s all moon coins.”

Lin Gengsen continued to peel peanuts to eat, but as he peeled them, the movements of his hands slowed down for some reason. He unconsciously squinted his eyes and muttered: "They are all moon coins."

"Moon Coin" He subconsciously looked at the cargo ships coming and going, and at the centuries-old wheat piled up in the port, his eyes began to become bright.

"Old Mai." Lin Gengsen stuffed the uneaten peanuts back into his pocket, with a mysterious smile on his face, "You were looking around and hesitating there, just thinking about borrowing money. Didn't you find a lot of monthly coins?

Right in front of us?"

Hearing the sound, Gome followed Lin Gengsen's gaze and looked over. When he saw the mountains of century-old wheat, he seemed to have thought of the same thing as Lin Gengsen, and there was deep astonishment in his eyes: "You are a relief from the royal city.

Liang, do you dare to take advantage of them? Are you crazy?!"

Lin Gengsen said nonchalantly: "You don't care where it comes from. Think about it, why does the higher ups distribute grain? Doesn't it mean that we complete the task on time? To put it bluntly, these hundred-year-old wheat is the bargaining chip to complete the task, as long as the goal can be achieved in the end

, how you use it, and where you use it, the superiors don't care at all, they only have one thing in their eyes right now, the Blood Essence Grass."

Gome frowned and asked in a deep voice: "You mean, we mortgage the century-old wheat to Mr. Du Mingwei and other nobles, and then use the money in exchange to buy blood essence grass from A Bao and send it to him for payment."

Lin Gengsen added: "We didn't even need to mortgage it. We just resold the century-old wheat, saving us the trouble of borrowing and repaying it."

Gomer's face was still not very good-looking, and he was pacing back and forth with his chin up, as if he was caught in a fierce ideological struggle.

Lin Gengsen has a straightforward temperament and does not have so many worries. He directly follows Gome and continues to persuade: "My Lord Consul, if you think about it carefully, this approach is a win-win situation. The Royal City has obtained the Blood Essence Grass, and we

The two paid their jobs on time, Mr. Du Mingwei made a good deal with the nobles, and the wheat in Danyu Plain was saved. This is a good thing where we work together to win together and no one suffers a loss. Why do you have any hesitation?"

Gome frowned and muttered: "Even if we do as you say, how should we carry out the first step? The people have all seen the relief grains distributed by the royal city. We can't find a suitable one to sell it to Mr. Du Mingwei.

The reason."

Lin Gengsen said impatiently: "What's the reason? We are officials doing things, so what right do the people have to talk? Ask Mr. Du Mingwei yourself whether this business is feasible."

"I am interested in this business, but my concerns are the same as Lord Gomai. It is obviously not advisable for you to openly sell relief food to me." Du Mingwei paused here and added silently, "So,

We have to find a reason to make this happen."

Lin Gengsen asked: "What do Mr. Du Mingwei think?"

Du Mingwei squinted his eyes. After a long period of contemplation, his voice began to become deeper: "I do have an idea, but I don't know if you two agree or not."

Gome and Lin Gengsen came close to Du Mingwei, and the three of them whispered to each other, saying something that only they could hear.

After hearing this, Gomer froze on the spot and couldn't help but take a breath: "Is it such a big deal?"

Lin Gengsen's eyes were also filled with astonishment, and he said in disbelief: "Good guy, Mr. Du Mingwei, I have always heard people say that shopping malls are like battlefields, and those who are timid will surely die. I think your courage and courage are greater than Prince Bolton's.

"

"That's too much praise." Du Mingwei looked calm and spoke in a lukewarm tone, "What do you two adults think? Risks often come with benefits. If you make one wrong step in this matter, you may be doomed. But once it's done, 'that adult'

How would you evaluate you and me?"

Gome glanced at the piles of century-old wheat and was silent for a long time. Finally, he decided in his heart and made a "please" gesture: "Please follow me back home. I will order the servants to prepare the dinner. The three of us will carefully prepare it."
Chapter completed!