0261 Girl's Whisper
The rooms are full of furniture.
There is a sofa opposite the fireplace, and against the wall there are rows of bookshelves, which are full of books, mostly history, literature and cooking, in a variety of languages, basically except Chinese.
In the midst of a bunch of Spanish knights, Lorraine even saw a crudely printed copy of The Tale of Genji, which shows the breadth of Adams' knowledge.
"Mr. Councillor, your collection of books is truly an eye-opener for me......," Lorraine sighed.
Adams smirked to himself: "Very few people pay attention to my books, but they are all readings, and only a treasure like Mr. Newton's treatise qualifies as my precious collection." โ
"Reading is more amazing to me than collections." Lorraine's fingers shook up and down, "English, English, French, French, English, French......"
"The third is the German book, John. Wolfgang. Feng. Goethe's Faust. โ
"Oh, German, no wonder I've seen some strange writing."
Adams smiled and waved his hand: "Mr. Arronde's first German dictionary is still being compiled, and German is still a long way from becoming an Esperanto, so there is no shame in not being familiar with them. โ
Lorraine shrugged: "In fact, your erudition is the source of my shame, not Devon. โ
"Businessmen talk about people, and you are the best of them."
Very good opening line.
Colonel Hamilton listened silently between the two.
He is also one of the best people in the world, especially in the economic sector. But because of his young relationship, whether it is aura or mellowness, he is still much worse than Adams, but fortunately he never shies away from the willingness to learn.
A long talk with Adams is learning, and watching Adams treat guests is also learning.
Adams was eloquent and rarely met an evenly matched opponent, let alone someone as young and largely uneducated as Lorraine.
So he looked at Adams and listened to Adams, but in fact, Lorraine gave him deeper and stronger feelings.
Carmen and Abigail served tea and refreshments together, and the afternoon tea party officially began, and the topic was straight to the point.
"Mr. Councillor, I heard that Mr. Colonel said that you have something to discuss with me, and the content is ...... Seems to involve our contract? โ
Adams nodded, took out a document from under the coffee table and handed it to Lorraine: "Read it first, after reading it, you will have questions, and I will answer them for you one by one." โ
Lorraine opened in confusion.
This is another new arms smuggling contract, the delivery point of which is in Boston, and the content is 2,200 Chalville.
This amount apparently estimated the Jackdaw's capacity, and 2,200 Charvails could fill Lorraine's cargo hold.
The problem was that the contract had not changed much from the new contract in terms of price, the bill had shrunk, and the distance was twice as far as Baltimore. On the other hand, the only benefit is money before goods.
Such a small guarantee obviously could not offset Lorraine's losses, so why do the Americans think Lorraine will accept it?
Lorraine had a question mark in her head.
Adams raised his glass to hide his expression: "As you can see, this is a request from the United States." โ
"Request?" Lorraine put down the paper in her hand, "This is a new template for a series of contracts?" โ
"No, no, no, Boston is an independent contract, and like our annex, it doesn't conflict with Baltimore's series of contracts, let alone replace them."
"As with the annex......," Lorraine frowned, "the annex takes 11 days to go back and forth from New Orleans to Baltimore, and the last order is worth 156,000 pounds. This one...... From New Orleans to Boston, a round trip of more than 30 days, worth 220,000 pounds. To be honest, I don't understand why I should accept it. โ
"That's why I said, this is a request from the United States."
"Reason."
Adams struggled for a moment and shook his head: "I can't say until you sign the contract. โ
"Then it can't be helped." Lorraine pushed away the contract and stood up, smiling apologetically, "I'm sorry, I don't have enough reason to take the initiative to reduce my profits, if I refuse this request, then the next order?" โ
"It's business as usual." Adams sighed, "As much as I would love to force you with a deal between us, the Continental Army needs your arms, and I am not qualified to coerce in this matter. โ
"In that case, we'll see you in October."
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"Special contract to Boston...... Is there a big drama going on in Boston? โ
As night fell, laden with corn from the New World, the Jackdaw set out on its homecoming.
Lorraine pondered Adams' strange plea all the way.
It is clear that the Americans have an urgent need for arms in Boston. But the French limited the Continental Army's access to arms, and with a huge number of more than 2,000 muskets, they had to transport them themselves except for Lorraine.
This is not a fantasy.
The Continental Army's land and sea roots were on both sides of the Chesapeake Bay, namely Virginia and Maryland, and they had a large advantage on both land and sea.
In addition, no matter from south to north, the front line of the United States and Britain is in a state of interlaced disconnection, and it is difficult to connect land transportation, and the sea is ...... That sampan fleet might not even be able to break out of the bay.
This may be a huge opportunity for Americans to sell favors.
In contrast to the limited loss of money in a contract cycle, Lorraine may be able to establish a true friendship with the Founding Fathers of the United States such as Washington and Adams, which will be of immeasurable help to the future development of the Drake Chamber of Commerce.
As for Galvisna, Lorraine could have used customer demand as a prevarication, and the French had never restricted Americans from buying more, but it was never possible to prevent Americans from buying less or not at all.
The only thing that made Lorraine hesitate was that he was not allowed to know the details until the contract was signed. Think
What is the state of Boston now? Has it been made into a pot of porridge? Was the coast of the pier blocked by the second formation of the continental detachment? Will the Jackdaw crash headlong into the eye of a hurricane?
Everything is a mystery.
Risks, Benefits, Costs...... In all cases, Lorraine cannot make a reliable feasibility judgment, so the best conclusion based on the current situation is that it is not feasible.
"Ahh I always feel like I'm missing something......" he muttered irritably.
Henna walked over curiously, teasing Jenny and McCarthy, who had not been seen for a long time.
"What did you miss?"
"It's just some uncertain benefits and risks." Lorraine reluctantly stretched out her arm and let Jenny flutter over, "These two birds are still on the boat?" โ
"Carmen kept them all the time. Don't worry about eating and drinking here, where do you think they're going? โ
"Uh...... Maybe it was eaten by white ears. โ
"White ears can't even catch mice."
"Maybe they have made a home on the shores of the New World."
"It was like that a while ago."
Henna cocked her finger and McCarthy screamed and reunited with her husband.
"In April and May, they flew off the cliffs of New Orleans to give birth. Carmen thought they were gone, and she was sad about it. Who knows, when the chicks grow up, they fly back on their own, just before the last departure. โ
Lorraine thought she had heard the Book of Heaven: "Child...... Don't want it? โ
"The king also knows where they nest, and it seems that the children have learned to find food."
"They...... Coming back? โ
"Haiyan is also a swallow, probably a nest, anyway, Carmen is very happy."
"What a good parent." Lorraine flicked Jenny's little brain, "It seems that you girls talk about a lot of intimate things, like this little one, I don't know at all. โ
"The captain is not Allah, and it is impossible to know everything." Henna had a serious expression on her face, "By the way, there's one thing I need your opinion on. โ
"It's also a private matter between girls?"
"Yes and no." Henna thought for a moment, "Caterina wants me to get rid of Bart. โ
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"He's been with Klees recently. Emmons cooperated, and together the two resold Bermuda's military intelligence in New Orleans. Caterina is worried about Emmons' exposure and wants me to kill Bart and cut off his access to information. โ
Lorraine opened her mouth exaggeratedly: "This kind of thing is beyond the scope of private topics anyway, right?" Why didn't Caterina discuss it with me? โ
"Bart has spoiled you before. Caterina is worried that you will throw their whole family into Lucy's plantation. You know, Bart's daughter is Katerina's goddaughter, and Katerina likes her very much. โ
"So she asked you to kill her goddaughter's father?"
"What she likes is her goddaughter, and Bart's life or death has nothing to do with her."
"It's really ......"
Lorraine flicked Jenny's head again, this time harder, and the puffins screamed and flew off Lorraine's shoulders in panic.
"Go and tell her that I gave permission to Bart."
Henna tilted her head, puzzled.
"Nothing strange." Lorraine explained, "Emmons has always had a bad habit of reselling information, and what he sold to Bell this time can't just be allowed to be exclusive. He found Bart, and Bart found me. โ
"Considering that the information is too detailed, and once the French get Shaq, he may die a miserable death, which will ruin the current situation in North America, I asked Bart to disassemble the information, about three parts, and then mix in a lot of specious false information, and sell it at a high price."
"In this way, even if the French buy all the information, they will not be able to judge the authenticity of every link, and if the smugglers get it, the people who are lucky enough to break through will exaggerate the authenticity and reliability of the information, and further raise the price. In this repeated cycle, Emmons is inseparable from Bart, and the possibility of losing control is small. โ
Henna blinked: "Will Shaq's death disrupt the existing North American war?" โ
"It's too easy for the Americans to win." Lorraine looked away weakly, "The war is over, and our cash cow is down." โ
"I see. So I don't need to kill Bart? โ
"Knowing on a small scale, just let Caterina know."
"No need to make Bell. Does Judea know too? โ
"No, I don't." Lorraine rubbed her eyebrows, "I've always been reluctant to think about one possibility, and that's Bell ......"
Before Lorraine could finish his words, a series of deafening cannon sounds sounded in his ears without warning.
Splashes of water exploded around the Jackdaw, and the misty fog obscured the vision, making it impossible to tell the way forward.
This is the Chesapeake Bay, the waters of the Americans and the French, who are on their way home, on the other side of the valve economy.
The Jackdaw was unprepared for the attack, and for a moment the hull shook violently, and the sailors flipped on their backs.
Pierce's voice resounded in the night sky.
"Enemy attack! Gallen at nine o'clock, Brigentine at eleven o'clock, another Brigentine at three o'clock! Nearest distance 330, shelling, port side shelled, evaded! โ
Rumble! Boom Boom!