"Is this guy usually like this?" Xingge muttered to Old Sol.
"He is very good at doing business and expanding contacts." Old Sol regained his composure. After all, he was already used to it and nodded.
"So that's the case. No wonder I couldn't get rid of him after I got involved." Xingge came to this conclusion based on Old Sol's words and his own experiences.
Dog skin plaster.
Viscount Hauge was also a little stunned, but he was a man who had experienced great storms after all. After hearing this, he analyzed it in his mind, and then said: "According to your agency system, your ex-factory price is five silver coins per barrel of wine.
The agent retails one gold coin per barrel of wine, which is very reasonable and a very wonderful system. But the problem is the freight."
"You must know that Orange is Orange, and Orange is just a province, so you have chosen many agents. The distance is not too far. After excluding the freight, there is still a considerable profit. But the king's territory is too big.
, there are ten provinces. If I go to Orange to purchase goods, the shipping cost will be too much."
As worthy of being the Minister of Finance, Viscount Hauge was very proficient in business and saw the biggest shortcoming of Luther's model.
The means of transportation in this world are both very advanced and very backward.
The advanced ones can carry out planetary teleportation and interstellar teleportation, but the backward ones are such that ordinary people can only use horse-drawn carts to transport goods.
So Luther wanted to build a magic steam train to promote this area, free people from backward transportation of goods, and devote more manpower to the development of industry.
But even trains cannot solve this problem.
Because the ten provinces of the king's territory are really too big. But it doesn't matter, Luther also has a solution.
"It doesn't matter, the king has ten provinces, so I will set up factories in ten provinces, one factory in each province to produce Pompeii wine."
Luther said with a smile.
"That's a lot of money, and it's also very complicated." Viscount Hauger thought about it and accepted this novel strategy.
Really fresh.
Due to various reasons such as backward transportation, ordinary businessmen in this world do not have this model. Moreover, traditional wine pays attention to the quality of grapes.
The grapes grown in each land and soil have different tastes, and the wines produced will also be different, plus the techniques are different.
So there are a hundred kinds of wine, and there are a hundred kinds of flavors.
Therefore, branded vineyards and winemaking estates are all fixed in one place. This limits the development of wine brands, but Pompeii wine does not have this shortcoming.
"The Pompeii family is definitely capable of developing the entire kingdom, and even selling wine to other planets, as long as the Pompeii family is given time." Luther smiled confidently.
"Okay, then I will be the agent in the name of the Ministry of Finance." Viscount Hauger thought for a while and made a decision.
"Happy cooperation, Your Excellency Viscount." Luther stood up from his chair and shook hands with Viscount Hauger.
"Happy cooperation, Luther." Viscount Hauge also stood up and shook hands with Luther.
In the blink of an eye, a deal was concluded.
On this occasion, the witnesses were the important ministers of the kingdom, and even the leader of the military, the legendary dragon knight, Grand Duke Figo.
No one could describe their speechlessness in words.
These two people are really big-hearted, or something.
Actually discussing business at this time.
Do people who know how to make money have different brain circuits?
…………..
Grand Duke Buffett went up to the second floor and came to a special room. This special room looked no different from the outside.
There are windows and glass.
But the internal structure is definitely different.
The door to the room is also different. It seems to have a doorknob and a keyhole. But the only one who can open this door is the Royal Capital Tower Spirit.
"Open the door." Duke Buffett said.
The door opened with a sound, and Grand Duke Buffett walked in. The room was originally dark, but as Grand Duke Buffett entered, the magic lamps on the ceiling glowed.
The room is surrounded by walls, with no windows at all from the outside, and the walls are covered with various magic runes.
There is a magic circle on the ground. In the center of the magic circle is a circular basin filled with black liquid.
"Your Majesty the King." Buffett bowed slightly.
"Buffett." The black liquid in the basin rippled violently, and the king's voice sounded.
The voice is slightly older, but still full of energy, vigorous and powerful.
"Here's what happened." Archduke Buffett bowed again, and then told everything that happened today.
"The Pompeii family? An ambitious guy armed with a bloodthirsty monster. Is this family still close to Count Pompeii?"
The king was silent for a moment, probably thinking, and then asked.
"The information is unclear, but according to the records left by the House of Lords, the Pompeii family has been separated from the Count Pompeii family for hundreds of years. Moreover, this family used to be a knight family, but it suddenly became prosperous in this generation."
Duke Buffett shook his head and said.
"Forget it, there's no need to investigate the relationship between this family and Count Pompeii. The Count Pompeii's family never engages in intrigues and tricks, they only guard their own territory. They shouldn't conspire to insert a nail into Orange and set up an ambush.
Hundreds of years."
said the king.
"Do you want to give this family a title?" Grand Duke Buffett asked.
"No, I first know that this family is powerful and ambitious, and can also help us in our war with the New Party. But this is not enough. The information is too little. First, inform the imperial spies to go to Golden City and collect a little bit of this information.
Give me the family information."
said the king.
"good."
Grand Duke Buffett nodded, and then told the royal capital Ta Ling: "Ta Ling, get through to the Marquis of Houston."
"Yes." A ball of red light emerged, and the tower spirit said. Not long after, a middle-aged man's voice sounded.
"Your Majesty the Grand Duke."
"Your Majesty the Marquis, please send the great wizard to teleport to the Golden City to simply collect information on Saul Pompeii and Luther Pompeii."
Duke Buffett said.
"Yes." replied the Marquis of Houston.
"Although the great wizard has been sent there, I believe he will arrive at the Golden City soon. But including gathering intelligence, it will take at least an hour."
Duke Buffett said.
"Time is not a problem. Since the Pompeii family wants the title, even if they are asked to wait for a day, they will wait," the king said.
"Yeah." Grand Duke Buffett nodded.
Then the room fell into silence, and Grand Duke Buffett still stood on the magic circle, motionless in front of the basin, as if he was a statue.
And he believed that kings on other planets were the same way.
Both the king and the prime minister are very patient.
An hour and a half later, the red light came out again, and the royal tower spirit said: "Your Excellency, the information is back."