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[After checking the information, the auction price of ambergris in the previous article was changed to ten silver coins per ten grams, and tried to be as true as possible.

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"Ambergris, also known as grey amber, is an extremely rare spice that gives off a unique and intoxicating fragrance. As she spoke, Betsy made an intoxicated expression.

"As ordinary people, we may not think that it can have much value, but I want to tell you that the aristocracy, especially the royal family, is extremely hungry for it, and praises it as the most precious seafood, and the perfume made from it can better reflect the temperament of the royal family. ”

The wealth of the royal family can never be spent, and can only be used to pursue a more luxurious life.

Hearing this, there was a mosquito-like discussion in the audience, whispering and discussing something.

"Don't you understand? I hope you'll be so calm when I'm done with the rest of the story. Betsy sold it, and the corners of her mouth curled slightly.

"Ambergris has not appeared on the Port of Barcelona Exchange for several years, and the latest news about it is in the great port of Constantinople, where a piece of ambergris weighing a hundred kilograms has appeared, a treasure that is rare in a hundred years! An arms dealer bought it and presented it to the English royal family, and guess what?"

"Hey, he must be a fool!"

"I'm not interested in giving such a large fortune to the royal family!"

All the merchants present here scoffed at this kind of behavior, in their eyes profit is the most important thing, a hundred kilograms of ambergris, according to the auction price just now, is equivalent to 250,000 silver coins!

Only Alonso was different, the billionaire in his mid-teens frowned and stared ahead, contemplating, his fingers tapping his knee intermittently, and a brilliant gemstone ring on his finger.

"Sir, do you want to," the butler beside him whispered in a low voice.

"You guessed right, Ola, you know what I'm lacking right now. ”

All the discussion stopped abruptly after Betsy rang the brass bell, she smiled slightly, and then continued: "Later, he was named the Marquis of Turas by the royal family of England, and since then he has been among the nobles!"

Wealth, fame, status, etc., Alonso, as the richest man in Port Barcelona, is not lacking, what he lacks is a title that can make him no longer have to look at the face of the nobility!

Marquis, a high title, second only to the Duke.

Becky's words silenced the audience for half a minute, and then sighs rang out one after another.

They don't know how much power the marquis has, they only know that they must bend down and salute when they see the marquis, even if the marquis's son takes a fancy to his daughter, he must obediently serve it.

This title that everyone longed for was much more attractive to them than the daughter of Alonso, the first beauty of the port of Barcelona.

So when Becky asked the next sentence, there was an immediate response, and she was extremely eager!

"Well, who's interested in adding to twenty-five silver coins?"

"Twenty-six!"

"Twenty-seven!"

"Twenty-eight!"

"Thirty-two!"

Even if the merchants were extremely fanatical, they only dared to add a little bit, they knew that they had a few catties and a few taels, and no matter how attractive the title was, they could not ruin their fortune for it.

Thirty-two was shouted, everyone was silent for a while, and Zheng Fei, who was sitting at the end, raised his eyebrows slightly, glanced at them with embarrassed expressions, and thought that they were probably at the limit.

"Thirty-three!" shouted Hans with his arms raised, proudly accepting the attention of the crowd, enjoying the feeling of finally being able to show off in front of the usual swaggering merchants!

However, before his triumph had passed, a hoarse voice gave him a slap in the face.

"Forty!"

Soaring straight to forty! There is only Alonso in the entire port of Barcelona, and everyone can only sigh faintly, since this old guy has decided to intervene, it is impossible to have his own share.

They settled down, and the thoughts in their minds were probably the same - knighthood, goodbye in the next life.

The normally noisy exchange was as quiet as a church, and Alonso straightened up slightly, ready to get up to accept Betsy's final buyer.

"Forty-one!" Hans's price increase made everyone stunned, and they all turned their heads to look at his eagle-like eyes, and read from his indifferent expression that this strange face was definitely a wealthy man with deep pockets, and he had the courage to compete with Alonso!

The fact is that Hans's calmness stems from the fact that he has no idea at all about the numbers he shouted, and just pretends to raise the price according to Zheng Fei's instructions.

Zheng Fei stared at his smug side face, and secretly cursed in his heart for being a fool,

"Promise?" Hans muttered, turning his head blankly to look at him.

"Yes, about the batch of silk worth 800,000 silver coins. After speaking, Zheng Fei bent down and put a new tone to his ear, and shouted in a low voice: "Shut up, no one will dare to ask for another price increase!"

If Alonso gives up in the end, it will be a waste of water.

Silk, hearing this word, everyone looked at each other, and their eyes were full of respect when they looked at Hans.

Fortunately, Hans was still smart, and after understanding what Zheng Fei meant, he rolled his eyes and cooperated: "I know, let Mr. Zheng He wait for me, I'll come soon." ”

Zheng Fei nodded, glanced at Betsy on the stage before leaving, and told her with her eyes to continue bidding, and never finalize it for Hans.

Seeing his gesture, Betsy was stunned and then understood, cleared her throat and said with a smile: "This gentleman is forty-one, it doesn't look like it will be higher, Mr. Alonso, who is admired by thousands of people?"

This sentence sounded ironic to Alonso, as the richest man in the port of Barcelona, he had to take the ambergris even if he didn't want to lose face!

"Forty-five!" he cried out, clenching his knee tightly, the pain in his flesh incomparable.

Zheng Fei, who had just walked to the door, exhaled a sigh of relief when he heard this number, and smiled with relief.

However, after a few seconds, his smile was torn into a twisted shape by Hans's man.

"Forty-six!" Hans shouted, causing an uproar in the exchange, as no one had ever seen a battle with Alonso at an auction.

Zheng Fei slammed down the wall in anger, and even had the urge to shoot him at this moment, in case Alonso really didn't want it, what a loss it was?!

Alonso's face was not much better than Zheng Fei's, his teeth squeaked, he turned his head and stared at Hans hatefully, and his dark pupils seemed to be about to burst into flames.

[It's about to be 515, I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list, and the red envelope rain will be able to give back to readers and promotional works on May 15. A piece is also love, it must be better!]