179 First Priority
Connections and information, that's what really comes in.
What does this mean exactly?
Brutus and Robben's interpretation and thinking about "businessmen" are superficial, after all, Iwabuchi's business is not developed, and they cannot understand Holden's words.
But Thunderpeters had a thoughtful expression, as if he had thought of something, and savored it.
For example, Mr. Harford may learn that Iwabuchi happens to be short of butter, and then he can buy a large quantity of goods at a low price in the origin of the butter through a certain merchant, and then get the customs clearance documents through a nobleman or official, and successfully reach Iwabuchi, and he can earn five times or even ten times the profit from changing hands. β
"Just what is on the table contains infinite business opportunities, and the hidden trade may be even more valuable. β
Whether it is the earth or the Norsnes continent, the basic principles of the circulation and operation of commerce are the same.
Hoden's words touched Robben's sensitive nerves, he seemed to sense something, and his cold eyes fell on Hoden, "Secret trade?"
"Simply put, it's the black market. β
"Black market trade not only needs to be guaranteed by force, but also needs to be protected, and those brokers who can move between black and white are often the real core of black market trade, they only need to be behind the scenes, effectively use information, get through the situation through personal connections, and even do not need to come forward themselves, they can earn benefits that we can't imagine at all. β
Howlen didn't go into further elaboration, but Brutus and Robben didn't need to ask any further, and the information available was shocking enough.
Brutus's eyebrows furrowed slightly, "You mean, Mr. Harford might be the broker?"
"It's a possibility of speculation. Hodden shrugged, "There are a lot of different possibilities, maybe he's just a high-level Lanke, we're just thinking about it." β
Lanke, that is, Joya's manager and publicist.
Horgan made a joke, but Raypeters and Robben couldn't laugh, only the corners of Brutus' mouth went up, "High-level Lanke is also a possibility." Perhaps the nobles of Tuno and Iwabuchi were usually very depressed, and they were really excited to suddenly appear a high-level Lanke who could organize a wonderful event. β
With a hint of ridicule, Brutus clearly thought that Holden was jokingβthe nobles were well-informed, and they had met all kinds of situations, so how could it be that a high-ranking Lanke was like a crazy party party, and even came all the way from Tuno to Iwabuchi?
Holden can perceive that they obviously still have a distinct fixed concept of the ability and status of "high-level Lanke", and always think that this is a "low-level profession".
But Holden understands that the truly capable high-level Lankes can open the door to a new world for the nobles, and those nobles who usually bind and suppress their nature are bound to come forward one after another. Refer to Paris in the Golden Age, and you can know a thing or two.
However, Hodden has no intention of explaining, whether Mr. Harford is a broker or a high-ranking Lanke, these are only temporary speculations.
What's more, Samuel's disappearance and the "Holden-Herlo" fire are also innumerable.
Maybe they discovered some secret, maybe they were involved in some case, maybe the nobles solved them like ants, or maybe ...... Perhaps it was they who became the goods themselves.
It's just that Holden is still standing "outside the door of the banquet" now, and his memory has not been recovered, not even if there are no fragments, so naturally there is no way to start.
Even the nature of the incident could not be determined.
The only thing that is certain now is that the banquet itself hides many secrets.
Robben's thoughts were not as active as Horden's, but he could still feel the weight between the words, pressing heavily on his chest, his eyes quietly condensed with frost, and he was deeply aware that the seriousness of the problem might be beyond imagination.
So, what should Samuel do?
Raypeters could faintly sense the change in the atmosphere and tried to ask what was going on, but Brutus stopped with his eyes.
Thunder Peters opened his mouth, but closed his mouth a little depressedly, and did not open his mouth to inquire after all.
For a moment, the atmosphere was a little dreary.
But Holden didn't seem to notice it, and cast his gaze at Brutus curiously, "There should be some food restaurants here in Ophels, right?
Delicacies?
Where did this come from?
Both Raypeters and Brutus were a little stunned, apparently not understanding how Hoden's thoughts had turned here:
Didn't they just finish dealing with an important event, and they fell into a labyrinth where they couldn't find any clue, and Nightingale's figure just disappeared into the crowd, how could they think of food?
This...... The logic doesn't make sense.
Robben was already surprised, he looked like he was sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai platform, and after getting rid of his thoughts, he didn't intervene in the words, just watched coldly.
"Food?" Thunder Peters didn't hold back this time, and asked directly.
Hoden nodded of course, "Yes, food." Robben and I are both first-time visitors and are not very familiar with this place, do you have any recommendations?"
β...... Now isn't the time to talk about food?" Rypeters was puzzled, "We ......"
"Anytime is the time to talk about food. Hodden interrupted Thunder Peters' words and uttered his wise words with burning eyes, "We can't abuse ourselves because we face difficulties or puzzles, on the contrary, we should treat ourselves more kindly, so that we can solve the problem." β
Explain it this way...... I can't seem to refute it, but I always feel that something is not right.
"What if someone is after you?" blurted out the thought in Thunder Peters' mind.
Hodden replied directly without hesitation, "Then you need to take care of your stomach even more, otherwise, how can you have the strength to continue to escape?"
"......" Thunder Peters felt as if he was choking, especially when he looked at Hoden's bright eyes, and the sense of sincerity was flickering, and he felt that his throat was very dry.
Rapers turned to look at Brutus, only to see that his friend was paying no attention to him, so he looked at Robben again, only to see a sympathetic look from the same person.
Brutus chucked his head at Hoden, "Is there anything you'd like to try?"
"No, no, it doesn't matter if it's normal food or psionic food, it's the deliciousness that counts. Hodden gave Brutus a big smile, and he knew Brutus should be able to understand him.
Brutus also laughed, "Not far ahead, there is a creative cuisine, I heard that it is very good, I have always wanted to try it, how about it, why don't we try it today, let's challenge it together?" Speaking of food, Brutus's mood also lightened.