Night.

In one of the white buildings of St. Quentin, the lights were so bright that even a thick curtain could not stop the splendor.

Thanks to the use of Black Rock, and the magicians who modified the spell model of the light spell, combined it with alchemy, to produce new lighting methods.

First of all, you need to introduce a fixed line that can be connected to the black rock blast furnace in your own building, in order to carry the magic power in it, and it will be billed, and then draw a simple magic pattern in your own fixed position, this magic pattern cannot be called a magic array, but it has the only effect, it can produce a ball of light produced by the light spell, but compared to the light spell, in order to simplify as much as possible, the function of this magic pattern is only to produce a light, and if the light is to continue to maintain, it must have a continuous magic power, otherwise it will be extinguished.

But with the continued support of the magic, it will be able to illuminate the surrounding twenty square meters, and when multiple places exist at the same time, even the largest room can shine brightly.

You can also use an easier way to buy a magic lantern jointly established by the Magic Guild and the Kingdom Magic Research Institute, which is engraved with magic patterns similar to the above, making it a mobile lighting tool that can be carried around, as long as you go to any place that can connect to the magic power transmission from the black rock blast furnace in the city, you can shine.

This appliance is now used for lighting on the streets of Saint-Quentin City, which is easy to maintain and disassemble.

The upper class also liked the latter method, because it allowed the craftsmen of the Magic Lantern Workshop to make some special shapes according to their personal preferences.

Just like in the current house, a magic lamp directly on the wall looks a bit monotonous, but if it is combined with a sculpture. A half-naked warrior protruding from the wall is preparing to throw. And the ball he held up in his right hand was actually a magic lamp that illuminated. As soon as the magic power shines, the style is much higher.

At this time, the ceiling is inlaid with a circle of glowing magic lamps like a astrolabe, and it can even be inlaid in layers according to the distance, and different lighting ranges can be turned on when the owner of the room needs it, so it is deeply loved by everyone.

Of course, this is a lot of money, because the magic lighting company has not yet figured out how to make users easily turn on and off the magic of lighting at any time. As soon as this magic circuit is activated at home, the surplus magic power from the black rock blast furnaces in the industrial area of St. Quentin will continue to flow.

In other words, once activated, you will have to pay all the time, even if you don't live here for the time being, you will have to pay this magic lighting fee, unless you notify the magic lighting company to cut off the magic line, but if you want to use it again after the cut-off, you will have to pay another activation fee.

Therefore, although magic lighting can be more widely used in technology, there is still a certain threshold for actual use. At least you have to have the money to pay for the magic lighting all the time.

But the people in the building certainly didn't care about the magic lighting that would come with the brilliant lights at this time, because there was a dance party going on here. The people who can come in to participate, although everyone is not a rich person, but at least they have a certain net worth and status.

It was a ball held by a certain high circle of St. Quentin, attended by former aristocrats, brokerages who had made their fortunes on the stock exchange, bankers who had been hired by small and medium-sized banks to hold important positions, and private investors who claimed to be angel investors, all of whom knew each other and met regularly.

However, this kind of circle is also hierarchical, just like the people at this ball will go to the court ball like a pilgrimage, and they often will not let people who do not belong to this class join in casually, unless they are accompanied by acquaintances.

Jimenez was a little reluctant to let go of the warm carcass in his arms just now, the pink face left his shoulder, and there seemed to be a trace of warm fragrance in his nose, which made him subconsciously inhale hard, and then watched the other party politely withdraw his hand from his hand, and walked over to her companion, a man with a delicate mustache and a tuxedo.

"That's a good girl. "Someone tapped him on the shoulder, he turned his head, it was a fat man, his name was Bernadotte.

"It's not bad, it's a pity that she has company, she just danced with me just now, hehe, she left me in a hurry after the dance. Jimenez withdrew his gaze from the beautiful back of the woman, and tried his best to get rid of the shadow in his mind, and he warned himself in his heart, Jimenez, you are not here to play, you are here to find a way, to make more money, with money, such a woman, no, she may take the initiative to come to you, at least you can try to see who is more attractive with the mustache.

He picked up the wine with ice cubes in front of him, took a hard breath, and put on a smiling face, "Thank you so much for bringing me here, everything is so beautiful." ”

"yes, that's wonderful. Someone shook and passed by when he heard this, took a cup in his hand, poured a glass of wine, and then shouted: "Everyone have a drink, for the sake of the beauty here, for a better tomorrow." ”

These words resonated, and the people at the ball stopped all kinds of sports, looked for glasses everywhere, and then raised their glasses, and the rich aroma of wine began to fill.

Jimenez clinked glasses with the people who kept pouring over, and at the same time seized the break and said to Bernadotte: "Dude, it seems that the one you are talking about has never come, if you don't get his help, is there any other way to get through this road? ”

"Don't mind if I let us sit down, right?"

As he spoke, someone interjected, and Jimenez was a little upset, but when he looked up, he saw two people, a man and a woman, and the woman had her hand in the crook of the man's arm, and she was the one who had just danced with him.

She couldn't help but be a little surprised to see Jimenez, her face flushed slightly, she took a half step back, and hid half of her face behind the bearded man's shoulder, and secretly looked at Jimenez.

Jimenez immediately carefully hid his displeasure, he didn't want to behave uncultured in front of this woman, although his background was really not too high, but now he had at least a little money.

The mustachioed man sat down unceremoniously, and then pulled the charming woman to sit with him as well. Then he said, "If I'm not mistaken." You were talking about selling ambergris cream. I do know a little bit about it. ”

Jimenez and the fat Bernadotte glanced at each other, I don't know if what the other party said is true, but the people who can come to this ball have some status, so Jimenez hides the displeasure just now.

"Hello, my name is Jimenez, we were talking about ambergris just now, can you help us?"

The mustachioed man made a gesture to find a cigar, and Bernadotte quickly pulled one out of the cigarette case in his arms and handed it to him. And sneered: "It's an authentic Fadell cigar." ”

Jimenez hurriedly lit the fire for him, and the mustachioed man took a puff of satisfaction before he relaxed his back and said a name to the two of them, "You're here to find him, I want him to help you, right?" Well, in fact, you don't need to look for him, because as far as I know, it will not be long before the Ministry of Overseas Trade and the Bureau of Industry and Commerce will relax the conditions for participating in the trade in ambergris. At that time, you will be eligible to apply as long as you meet the basic conditions, and you don't need to go to someone for you. ”

"That's right. Hinemens and Bernadotte exchanged a look. They all saw the joy in each other's eyes.

In this ball class, the status of the two is not high, Bernadotte is slightly better, after all, his ancestors have the title of baron, he is considered a nouveau riche who has made a fortune in the new era by the descendants of a broken family, and Hinemens is an out-and-out nouveau riche.

The two were lucky enough to work together to earn a sum of black money as their first pot of money, and then they used this money and shit luck to make a big profit on a stock in San Quentin, so they became nouveau riche.

But the two of them are quite sober, especially Jimenez, who has a bit of a brain, thinking that it is impossible to be so lucky every time, and he has to find a way to make money with a more stable way.

But to find a way to make money and be stable, it is not so easy for the two of them, there is such a good thing, it will definitely be taken over, and it will not be their turn, so they have to relax the bottom limit, but there is still no good way, some ordinary business they think is not profitable enough, and the competition is great, and they do not know anything about such a business as running a factory, neither know the right dwarven engineers, nor do they know those who have knowledge.

In desperation, the two almost broke up, Bernadotte decided to catch his cousin's line and go down the upper route to contact the descendants of those rich and famous families, anyway, how could he have a broken identity, barely qualified, and Jimenez was so depressed that he drank for a day, until one day, he met the Titanian kid he just said that he didn't have all the hair to show off in front of him, which made his eyes light up.

He immediately rediscovered Bernadotte and pointed out a glorious path to sell ambergris.

"If you want to do this business, you have to endure hardships, although this thing makes money, but if you want to sell it, you can only go to the Jade Continent to open an incense hall in person. The mustachioed man spat out a smoke ring and said, "This thing is not allowed to be sold in China, and violators will go to jail or even be killed." ”

"Why, it's said that the High Elves like it very much, so why aren't we allowed to sell it ourselves?" Bernadotte wondered.

The mustachioed man was a little depressed, he originally wanted to pretend to be forced, how could he know that the other party was clumsy and clumsy, so he said impatiently: "I don't know about this, maybe there are any side effects, anyway, it is forbidden to sell and plant in China." Why do you care so much, he can make you money. “

"Yes, yes, just make money, please continue. Jimenez glared at Bernadotte.

"The restrictions will be relaxed then, don't think this business is so easy to do, after all, it has been sold for a few years, there are many people who have the right to sell and the door, and there are Titanians who are also competing with us, their goods, the High Elves are easy to accept, because they have a Duke of Alvarez, and our goods are always discriminated against by the High Elves, the main market is the Centaurs, fortunately, the Centaurs are not as rigid as the High Elves, they allow us to open incense shops on their territory, so that more ordinary people can enjoy the ambergris。 So there are actually several levels of this business, the top level is the minister and his subordinates who have the power to decide on the right to sell, but they don't care about your small business, they care about the total amount of taxes brought to the kingdom, by the way, let me remind you, the kingdom charges a lot of taxes on the sale of ambergris cream. ”

Jimenez listened intently, lest he would miss a word, and the girl who was beside the mustache and made him tempted looked at him in a trance, and could not help but secretly cover her mouth with a silk glove woven with gold thread and laugh.

"Below them are the companies or people who can get a large supply of goods, and they will not go to the meeting incense shop, because they are all big dealers, and after getting the permission of the kingdom, they will authorize the sale to the next level of merchants, and the money will be easily earned. Then the merchants at their next level have to have their own ships, there is no way to teleport on the Jade Continent, and the high elves are very conservative and regard teleportation as an act of destroying the environment, so there must be ships at this level to transport them over, and then supply the goods to those incense halls. What level are you going to do now? You must not have a share in the top and second level of large companies, if you want to be safe, you will open an incense shop, and if you dare to take the risk, you will transport batches of ambergris paste between the two continents. ”

"We. Bernadotte hesitated, and Jimenez said without thinking, "Of course, it is better to get a ship to transport ambergris past, which must be more profitable than opening an incense parlor." ”

"Oh yes, of course. But first you have to have a boat, and secondly, the sea is dangerous, although it is much better than in the past, at least the sea tribe is much friendlier than we used to, but it is still dangerous, even if you can't meet any monsters, you will fall in bad weather. The mustachioed man said.

"Hey, guys, stop your private chat, we come to the prosperity of today, for our great motherland of Asturias, for our noble Majesty the Queen, and for her husband, Duke Solo, who have created such a beautiful today and future for us, we bless them, we raise a glass. The man of the ball finally showed up and gave a speech.

The crowd was excited again, and the mustachioed man couldn't help but stand up, and his female companion took his interest away from the conversation between the three of them.

Jimenez still wanted to listen, but he had to stop talking.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I think we are at the beginning of a great era, the best of times. The man at the ball shouted at the end.

"It's the best of times!" shouted the crowd, including the mustachioed man and the female companion.

"It's the best of times. Jimenez poured himself a glass of wine, and he had made up his mind to buy a boat to transport the ambergris. (To be continued.) )