Talking and laughing, a clear stream flashed outside the window, the breeze weeping willows, the green trees are shady, and occasionally the high-end villa flashes outside the window, which is a quiet and noble place at a glance. Duchamp looked at www.biquge.info the place and found that it was on the edge of the rich area.

A good car came, and the owner of the hotel hurried over to say hello. "Mr. Councillor, are you here again today?"

"I want a separate private room! Is there still a place in the row by the water? Mr. Cassel said skillfully to the boss. After getting an affirmative answer, he touched the mustache with his fingers with satisfaction, and continued to arrange the dishes: "The sturgeon should be the freshest, three do, and the other specialties will be arranged for us, and the wine will be served with some low-degree red wine. After arranging the meal, he led the group to a pavilion by the stream and sat down.

"For the sake of safety, I specially asked for low-alcohol wine, today is a good day, if you don't drink a little, you still can't say it." After taking his seat, Mr. Cassel said pleasantly.

These people don't look bad! Duchamp muttered to himself.

He pointed at Olivier and said, "Actually, don't worry about my safety, my brother is a master who has learned from a famous teacher." Olivier hurriedly put on a serious expression, but he was too handsome, and his appearance overwhelmed his inside, and everyone saw it, and it was inevitable that they would mumble 'too immature'.

As the boss gradually brought up the food and drinks, Mr. Cassel also began to introduce some local specialties, and Alfonso the Fat suggested that everyone toast to Duchamp's luck, which was enthusiastically responded to.

After several times the wine, the wine merchant asked a crucial question: "Monsieur Duchamp came to Julai with so much money, I don't know what he was here to do, and is there any business that can take care of the merchant house below?" ”

"That's what my brother is waiting for!" Duchamp thought to himself, but a look of embarrassment appeared on his face. "I originally brought enough capital to come to Zhulai to do some business, but after I came, I found that business was not good!" He sighed.

For a moment, several Julay people let out a heavy sigh at the same time.

"Julai's maritime trade is in a slump, and there is not much market for the fishing industry in the local area, and only the business of Qiyao Stone can barely do it, but it is only seven points of luck and three points of vision, and the mines are gradually tightened, which is becoming more and more unsustainable." Mr. Cassel sighed wryly.

"I'm not here to be in the gemstone business, I just ran into it by chance today, and I just had a little fun." Duchamp said magnificently.

It is worthy of coming from the Northland, and millions of people can play it! A few people sighed, and the wine merchant continued to ask, "Then I don't know what business you are doing this time?" ”

Duchamp said with a sad face: "I originally wanted to come to Julai to buy a large amount of grain, but the price of grain in Gatapunia has skyrocketed, and the price of wheat has risen to 7,000 meters, and the lord is looking for a way to stabilize the price." ”

"Seven thousand!" Everyone at the banquet let out a high-pitched exclamation together.

The thin man grabbed Duchamp and asked excitedly, "Then how much do you want?" ”

"Originally, the task this time was to be able to buy at least 3,000 Thorim's wheat, and it would be better to be able to buy 5,000. When I came here to investigate, I found that the price of wheat here is really cheap! ”

The thin man said excitedly: "One torim three thousand kilometers, I will sell it to you, as many as you want!" ”

Councilor Cassel glared at the thin man and said slowly: "Don't bully guests who come from afar and don't understand the market. How about selling you the stock from my own farm, a torim for only 2700 meters? ”

Duchamp said with annoyance: "This price is indeed very cheap, but the problem now is the transportation problem!" ”

"What's the problem?" The thin man asked innocently, and the other two Julais glared at him together. The fat man explained in a low voice: "The Nineteenth Army has set up a checkpoint at the Eagle Pass, and does not put food and other items to pass through the pass, otherwise, the price of food in Julai will not fall like this." ”

Duchamp said worriedly: "Originally, Gatapunia had to import at least 10,000 torim of grain from Julai's side a year, but since Julai's grain supply was cut off, it was changed to buy from the Rulei side, which is a long way away, and the freight is three times that of this side, and the price of Rulei's grain is not low, and when it is transported to Julai, the price of wheat will become 7 meters and a kom, and the prices of other agricultural products are also soaring." ”

There was the sound of swallowing saliva at the dinner table. Just as the fish was cured, everyone else had no intention of eating it, except for the fat man, who smiled and picked up a piece of golden-cooked fish from the hot pan and chewed it with taste.

The wine merchant had no intention of eating, and asked in a low voice, "What are you going to do?" ”

Duchamp ate more carefully than the fat man, and he skillfully picked the shark fin from the flesh with his fork, and replied: "I plan to place an order on Julai's side, and before the heavy snow closes the mountain in November, as long as it is transported outside the Eagle Pass, within the road range of the Gatapunia territory, the wheat is 7,000 meters and one torim, and the order is capped at ten thousand torims." It's up to anyone who can take it. ”

Several people at the dinner table glanced at each other. The thin man whispered: "If it can be transported, there will be at least 35 million mira of profit." As soon as he finished speaking, the fat man sitting next to him stretched out his leg from under the table and quietly kicked him.

Cassel is a councillor after all, and he is much more calculating than a thin man. "Not only that, but the people of Floling can't just eat wheat, like olive oil, seafood, meat products, shelf-stable wintering vegetables and fruits, they need everything, and this road is blocking at least hundreds of millions of meters of profits for the people of Julai." After saying this, he suddenly felt that he would lose too many words, and closed his mouth.

Duchamp looked at the councillor in amazement, his eyebrows twitched, and he realized that this guy was not just a vain looker.

Councillor Cassel began to calculate at high speed, quickly combing through what reliable relationships he had, who would be interested in the business, and turning back to inconsequential topics. The fat man seemed to see through his thoughts, and ate the fish with joy, joking loudly, and seemed to not care at all about the business. The wine merchant seemed to be very interested in Duchamp's origins, and kept asking about the situation on the other side of Gatapunia, and Duchamp picked up some unimportant things to fight with him.

After drinking and eating, Cassel asked with concern, "Monsieur Duchamp, it is getting late, do you have a suitable place to stay?" If not, I can arrange for you a place to stay that is both elegant and safe. ”

Duchamp smiled and declined his kindness. "That's not necessary, we stayed at the Golden Iris Hotel, which was pretty good."

"It's not bad there. My house is nearby, so I won't send you much. As for the problems you have encountered in Julai, I can use my personal relationships to help you mediate, and I don't think you need to be so sad. ”

"Thank you for your good words."

Seeing that Duchamp was courteous to him, Casso was even more complacent, and called the waiter to rush to settle the bill, Duchamp hurriedly rushed to the front, took out a large stack of Mira, and took out two Mira with a face value of 1,000 from it, and settled today's account.

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