Han Du suddenly raised his head and smiled at Zhu Biao and said, "Your Highness, do you believe it? In the future, the biggest buyers of tea like us may not be the nobles in this banquet hall, but the common people who are just a little richer."
Zhu Biao looked at Han Du blankly and said in his heart that it was impossible, "Those civilians just got rich by chance. If they didn't use the money to improve their lives, how could they waste it on our tea?"
"No, in their opinion, drinking tea like this is the only way to improve life." Han Du smiled meaningfully at Zhu Biao.
Zhu Biao shook his head helplessly. He really couldn't understand what Han Du said. But he admired Han Du's ability to make money from the bottom of his heart. Since Han Du said he could make big money this way, he must be able to make big money. Look.
For the sake of money, Zhu Biao no longer cares about it.
Han Du looked at Zhu Biao, chuckled and explained, "As for why I want to give them the best tea, isn't there a saying? Once upon a time, it was difficult to make water, except for Wushan. It was the best they had ever tasted.
After tasting tea, not only will you not look down on second-rate tea, but you will spare no effort to pursue tea because you have tasted the best tea."
Zhu Biao also understood a little bit, nodded and smiled: "Is this the same as your Jiaofangsi? Since the rise of your Jiaofangsi, the four famous buildings in the capital have been suppressed by Jiaofangsi. Isn't that true?
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Han Du nodded with a smile, then reacted and asked in surprise: "Does Your Highness also know about Jiaofangsi and the four famous buildings?"
"Ahem!" Zhu Biao breathed out and coughed twice. He quickly lowered his head to avoid Han Du's gaze and said as if to escape: "They have all finished drinking tea. You should hurry up and continue talking about tea with them." .??
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Because of Han Jingyun, Han Du was still a little unhappy when he saw Zhu Biao like this. But since Han Jingyun chose Zhu Biao in the first place, then as the prince, Zhu Biao would definitely not have only Han Jingyun as his concubine, and after he ascended the throne in the future, he would inevitably have three concubines.
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Since Han Du couldn't stop it at first, he is too lazy to say anything now.
Then, Han Du took a few steps forward and returned to the middle of the high platform. He smiled and clapped his hands to attract everyone's attention. "Okay, since everyone has tasted our tea, you should know the pros and cons of the tea."
Alright?"
The nobles of Khrumos City, headed by the city lord, nodded one after another. Originally, they did not know the advantages and disadvantages of tea, but today they really experienced it. Needless to say, tribute tea, even the tea they drink now is better than before.
The drink was much better.
Seeing everyone nodding, Han Du stretched out his hand and said, "Everyone, as businessmen, we are discussing business. I plan to hold this banquet into an auction."
"Auction?" Harder clicked his tongue twice, not knowing how to tell others, and asked: "Master Marquis, what is this auction?"
> Han Du explained with a smile, "As for the auction, I put the goods out one by one, and give a minimum price for each item, and then the people who want to buy the goods bid. Each time the price increases, there is a
The lowest price. There is no upper limit. The one with the highest price gets it!"
After hearing this, Hard nodded and turned to explain to the others.
After everyone listened, they were immediately surprised by this trading method, and soon found this trading method very interesting, and urged Han Du to start quickly.
Since the customers couldn't wait any longer, Han Du naturally complied with their request and started directly, "Then please take a look at the first item in this auction, the finest tea, ten pounds. The starting price is one thousand pounds of gold, and the price will increase every time.
Less than ten pounds!”
When they heard that it was only high-quality tea, everyone reacted with dissatisfaction, and the noise suddenly started.
After hearing this, Hade quickly said to Han Du: "Master Marquis, they all want to buy tribute tea. And the Lord of the City also said that if the Marquis can provide tribute tea, he is willing to buy it for a thousand times the price of gold.
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Han Du glanced at Hade and said, "Tell them, tribute tea is impossible. Let alone if he pays a thousand pounds of gold, even if it is ten thousand pounds, I can't find tribute tea for him. If you want to buy it, this is the only way.
Waiting for the tea; forget it if you don’t want to buy it, I can prepare the next item.”
After hearing Han Du's unreasonable words, the noise below became even louder. Some people were even extremely dissatisfied with Han Du's attitude, claiming that they would not buy such tea if they were not given tribute tea.
After listening to what Hader relayed, Han Du spread his hands and said, "Forget it if you don't buy it, the next one~"
Before Han Du asked the maid to remove the tea leaves, someone below suddenly raised their hands and said, "One thousand pounds!"
Harder glanced at the man who raised his hand in surprise, and quickly whispered in Han Du's ear: "That's Mr. Punk, the owner of the Punk slave market."
Han Du nodded clearly and smiled at Punk. The other party was complimenting him and helping him at this critical moment.
Others also looked at Punk in surprise. Although they all knew that Punk was rich, they did not expect that he would want to buy the tea so simply.
Punk ignored everyone's gaze, stared at Han Du and asked: "Dare you ask a businessman from the East, do you only have these ten pounds of such tea?"
"Of course," Han Du nodded, "I only brought ten pounds of fine tea to Khrumos this time. Even if there is more in the future, it will have to wait until the next time I come."
punk spot
Nodding, he asked again: "Will there be a lot of fine tea like this in the future?"
Han Du shook his head and said: "There are not many such high-quality teas even in the Ming Dynasty. How can there be too much in Hurumos?"
Han Du had already guessed what Punk was thinking and couldn't help but sigh to himself. He was indeed a big businessman. He already knew what to do before anyone could react.
Punk nodded with a satisfied smile, sat back down again, and said nothing.
Han Du didn't bother to pay attention to the others and asked directly: "One thousand pounds per time, is there any increase in price?"
Everyone turned a deaf ear to Han Du's words and looked directly at Punk.
The city lord frowned and looked at Punk, and asked strangely: "It's not tribute tea, what did you buy it for?"
Faced with such unreasonable questions from the city lord, Punk just smiled faintly, bowed slightly and said: "Returning to the city lord, Punk has always preferred tea. Although this is not tribute tea, Punk still wants to
He bought it."
The city lord frowned and said nothing.
Han Du didn't wait for them and continued to ask: "Is there any increase in price for the second time of one thousand pounds?" .??.
"One Thousand Pounds"
When Han Du was about to announce the deal, someone raised his hand.
"One thousand and ten pounds!"
If someone raises the price, it's fine. If someone raises the price, there will be competition. With competition, the price will gradually be raised. Han Du felt relieved. To be honest, he really didn't want to sell such tea at such a price.
Although selling it this way would make a lot of money, it was still far from what Han Du wanted.
Faced with other people's price increases, Punk didn't seem worried at all, and even deliberately showed an expression of relief on his face.
When everyone saw him like this, they didn't know what to do. Some lowered their heads and pondered, while others involuntarily flinched when faced with such a price.
Just when Punk thought he had a winning chance and was about to add ten pounds to buy the tea, a voice suddenly came.
"One thousand one hundred pounds!" He added ninety pounds in one breath. Who is so heroic?
Although Punk didn't look sideways, his face instantly darkened when he heard this man's voice. This man was the owner of another slave market, and he happened to be in the same business as Punk, and he was also a sworn enemy.
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When buying and selling slaves, Punk pays attention to the fair and honest background, and he also works hard to slowly train the slaves in various skills. However, this person is completely opposite to Punk. The sources of his slaves are usually unfair. He harvests the slaves captured by pirates.
, he also wants the slaves sold to him by the bandits. There are even rumors that he will send people out to arrest them.
Capture civilians, turn them into slaves and sell them.
Moreover, his slave market will not care about any slaves he sells, whether they betray or hurt the slave owner.
The moment Punk heard this person's voice, his face twitched several times.
After the other party finished talking about the price, he stared at the back of Punk's head fiercely.
Even though Punk didn't look back, he could feel that the other party was staring at him now.
The two of them are in the same business, so-called peers are enemies. What's more, Punk has an excellent reputation in the slave market, but the other party is so bad that many people are unwilling to mention it.
But the other party just thinks that those who do the slave business should be like him, and people like Punk are the outliers.
Now that he was entangled by such a person, Punk no longer hoped that he could pick up the leak, and directly quoted the price, "Twelve hundred pounds!"
If the opponent adds ninety pounds, Punk will directly add a hundred pounds. The opponent can't stand Punk, but in fact, Punk can't stand him either.
Moreover, the others were not watching the show. Some of them slowly came to their senses and began to participate in the tea bidding.
This time, without waiting for Handu to quote, the prices were quoted one after another.
"One thousand two hundred and ten pounds!"
"One thousand two hundred and thirty pounds!"
"One thousand two hundred and fifty pounds!"
"Thirteen hundred pounds!" Punk raised his hand again. Every time the price was increased, others were stunned.
When the other party saw Punk's momentum, he couldn't stand it and immediately raised the price, "One thousand four hundred pounds!"
"Fifteen hundred pounds!" Punk showed no sign of weakness when faced with deliberately seeking trouble.
Since the other party dared to go against Punk everywhere, he didn't give it for free, so he continued to increase the price, "Sixteen hundred pounds!"
"Two thousand pounds!"
"Two thousand one hundred pounds!"
"Two thousand five hundred pounds!"
At this time, everyone else will participate in the bidding to a greater or lesser extent.
"Three thousand pounds!" Punk turned around and glared at the other party coldly.
The other party seemed to be irritated by Punk's actions, and directly added a thousand pounds, "Four thousand pounds!"
"Five thousand pounds!"
"Six thousand pounds!"
Faced with such fierce bidding, hundreds or even thousands of pounds of gold were thrown out casually. Everyone's eyes were red with excitement and their expressions were extremely excited. They had never experienced such a way of buying goods. Just buying a piece of goods could make them happy.