Chapter 10: Kindness
People who don't have the money to pay off their debts need to spend money to declare bankruptcy. If he borrowed money from the nobles, he would not even qualify for bankruptcy.
This magical reality is a very natural and common phenomenon in Newsar, and even in the entire Empire. No one will sympathize with the bankrupts anyway - it's all their own trouble.
People who have no money are not qualified to go bankrupt.
"So, you want to sell the machine in order to scrape together money to file for bankruptcy?" Dussaint motioned for the dutiful guards to put the man down, then asked with a frown, "Why are you here to find a buyer?" β
"There will be two auctions today, and there will be six machines in them." Rosen's face was littered with traces of soot, and he stammered in a nasal voice, "I...... I thought, if someone, someone is willing to come and buy a cheap second-hand machine, maybe he can buy mine too. β
Rosen took a deep breath, then pleaded, "Master, master...... Would you like to buy it? My machine tool is only, as long as, as long as it is ...... Just go for the starting price of those auction machines! β
"If your machine is in good condition, I'll buy it at a better price." Dussaint decided to do something good, at least for the lad who looked about his age.
Buying a steam machine in good condition at the right price is the purpose of Dusander's trip. If the machine tool can bring some help to a poor family, then the business is even more cost-effective.
"Young master, there may be a problem here." The guard lowered his voice and said, "I suggest you think again. β
Dussander thought for a moment and said, "When Miss Polina and Todd return, you will go back to the manor at onceβbring twenty more guards." "Todd, the other of the two guards.
"And ......," added Dussart again, "tell my mother about it, and bring me two more steam wagons with the family crest." β
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Dussaint came to the bankruptcy court of Albin in order to buy a cheap steam machine. It's nice to be able to help someone when buying a machine β but only if you don't put yourself and Polina in danger and trouble.
Therefore, Dussand, who has only been in this world for ten years, decisively chooses to rely on the power of his mother and aristocracy. Twenty guards and two steam wagons with the coat of arms of Baroness Androni were enough to revive the entire city of Upper Albin.
The nobles' guards were able to carry weapons.
"Old ...... ......"Ever since he saw the two wagons and twenty guards, Rosen realized that he might have encountered something amazing. He was a little apprehensive, but he didn't dare to ask "what are you from" directly, so he could only keep apologizing. "Can you please let me go back first, and I'll tell my sister and grandma to change their clothes first so as not to be rude......
"According to my guards, if you make any special moves now, you can directly think that you are planning some kind of conspiracy against us." Dusson sat in the seat of the carriage and looked at the auction book in his hand without looking up.
He closed the manual in his hand, looked at Rosen with a smile and asked, "So, this whole process is a conspiracy?" β
"No, no, no!" Rosen's dirty face turned white with fright, and he quickly explained, "I...... We...... Our house is a bit of a mess. β
"Then it's okay." Dussaint lowered his head again and began to look at the auction brochure, "The steam machine is not the kind of delicate product that cannot be used normally because of the chaotic environment, and it doesn't matter if the environment is chaotic. β
Polina asked, "Are you sure the machine tool at home is a product of Tolsmith?" β
"That's what my father said." Rosen nodded and said, "The nameplate on the machine is the same as the one you drew earlier. β
Rosen remembered the pattern carved on the plate, after all, when his father was still alive, he had to wipe the metal nameplate with a coarse cloth at least five or six times a day.
Every time my father wiped the nameplate, he would smile contentedly, rub the wanton golden beard on his chin, and then say to Rosen, "This baby will make our family a real decent person." β
However, now Rosen is left with his grandmother and sister to rely on each other. And the only way for their family to survive is to dispose of all assets as soon as possible, and then take the old man and young sister to leave their homes and businesses and spend the rest of their lives incognito on a border planet.
Instead of making them decent people, Thorsmith's steam machine tools turned them into prisoners of evasion.
Rosen began to cry again.
"If it's a Thorsmith product, as long as it can maintain factory accuracy, that's good business." Polina whispered to Dussand, "Tolsmith's machine tool is the epitome of imperial industrial precision, and the starting price of the machine tool in the bankruptcy court is only eighty gold pounds...... And a working Tolsmith machine is worth at least two hundred gold pounds. β
"I'll buy it for a good price." Dussaint nodded to his teacher and partner, "You can also go and see the metal ingots piled up in the warehouse, if they can be used, we can buy them in one go." β
With five hundred gold pounds in their arms, Dusand and Polina were very confident in the matter of shopping.
And sitting in an obviously very expensive steam carriage, Lawson was so nervous that he couldn't even breathe.
Three steam wagons slowly drove into the industrial area of Haut-Albin. Skirting the large factories made of gray stone bricks and terrazzo, rows and rows of tin houses caught Dussand's eye.
In the industrial area, there are also residents. Most of these "residents" are family factory owners, hired workers, or family members of both.
Bypassing the outermost tin house, a large rusty tin house appeared in front of the convoy. The narrow, muddy streets flanked the swaying gates of the tin houses and the hostile gaze that came from the gates to the convoy.
"The people here don't seem to be very friendly." The guards took the initiative to tighten the guard, while Dussaint tried to ease the atmosphere in the carriage.
Polina glanced at the outside environment, and then said, "The residents here don't usually deal with people like you, young master. When a herd of hyenas intrudes into the flock, the sheep will always put on a bad face. β
The carriage circled the narrow road for a short time, then stopped in front of a rusty metal hut that was barely recognizable.
An old woman with a metal crowbar burst out of the hut.
She wore a linen-colored skirt, most common among the old women of Newsar, with her bare arms thin and bruised. Two wrinkled hands clenched a rust-colored crowbar, as if they were ready to fight the dragon.
Her gray-white hair was ruffled by the cold wind of Nusar, and she squinted her eyes silently, but her eyes were full of wariness.
"Grandmother!" Lawson was the first to rush out of the carriage, but when he got out of the carriage, his feet slipped and he fell directly into the mud on the ground.
But Rosen didn't bother to wipe the mud off his face first, or look at the wound on his body that had been knocked open by small pebbles in the mud. With all his strength, he reached his grandmother, who was armed with a crowbar, as fast as he could, and explained to her the purpose of the three steam carriages behind him.
Dusand and Polina also got out of the car together. As soon as Dussand's boots stepped onto the ground, a pungent smell of mud mixed with motor oil and soot went straight to the surface of his feet. Polina on the side looked at least a little more experienced than Dussandβshe had been lifting her skirt above her knees with both hands since she got out of the car.
"Master, please come in!" After convincing his grandmother as quickly as he could, Rosen ran back to Dussand's side and said, "Grandmother thought someone was coming to collect the debt, so she was a little nervous - it's okay, I've already made it clear to her." β
The guards spread out very tacitly and began to set up defenses around the entire hut. At the beginning, the two guards who followed Dussand, Todd and Tom, pressed their hands on their waists and followed Dusand and Polina into the metal room.
The metal room is still warm, and the floor is made of a thick layer of black metal. It can be seen that the people who live and work in this house usually take care of the ground.
It is not an easy task to make a floor out of rough black metal without a trace of rust on it.
"You two wait here for a moment." Lawson pointed to the muddy water on his body and the wound on his leg and said, "I'll take care of it and change into clean clothes." He paused, then explained, "The machine is at the back of the house, so you can take a look at it first." β
The old woman who had put down her crowbar was making tea. A tin teapot pours tan tea into a pair of teacups that are inconsistent in their pattern and shape. She walked over to Dusand and Polina with a teacup in her somewhat trembling hand, "Tea, please, sir...... Miss. β
Dusant took the teacup handed by the old woman, smelled the peat smell in the teacup, and then drank two sips of tea without changing his face and heartbeat.
"When my short-lived son was still alive, he had a lot of value for that machine." The old woman put down the teacup and rubbed her hands back and forth with some sadness, "Now, this has become the most valuable legacy he left us." β
"Mr. Rosen is in a bit of a hurry to sell this machine." "He said he was willing to sell me the inheritance at the starting price of the bankruptcy court's auction of other machine tools." β
The old woman's expression of grief intensified. She lowered her head and hesitated for a long time before saying, "Lawson is the only man in the family, these things ...... He just makes a decision. β
"I brought a big technician with me to do the assessment." Dussander pointed to Polina, who was hesitating to drink tea next to him, and said, "She will do a detailed inspection of this machine." As long as it is still functional, I will make a purchase request to Mr. Rosen at a price well above the starting price of the bankruptcy court. β
Dussaint picked up his peaty teacup again and took another sip, "Mr. Rosen is a very responsible person, he is just a little out of proportion, so some decisions are made...... Not very wise. β
"Merciful sir!" The old woman, who seemed to have lost all the courage to hold the crowbar, bowed to Dussart with a trembling bow, and then sat down on the stool. Lips squirmed, but no sound sounded.
The tin house was a little dim, and Dussander sat here for a while before he gradually got used to the darkness around him. He was about to offer to look at the machine in the back, but Tom and Todd suddenly stood in front of him, pulled out their revolvers from their waists, and pointed them out the door with the muzzle of the gun without concealment.
A few rocks flew towards the gate, but because of the poor accuracy, they smashed directly on the rusty iron sheet outside the house.
The iron sheet hit by the stone made a loud noise, and at the same time shook down countless smoke-like rust dust.
"Pay back!" Outside the door, several young men shouted, "If you don't pay back, sell your daughter to a miner's brothel!" β
Dussand's eyes narrowed slightly.