The huge chandelier was filled with candles, which continuously emitted light and illuminated the entire pub.

The guests below were enthusiastic about Pompeii wine. Some had already been given more than a dozen glasses of wine, but because the knights were physically strong, they could not tolerate the wine well.

Not only were they not drunk, but they were full of energy and felt very comfortable.

"Another glass of Pompeii wine." A guest slammed the glass on the bar and yelled at Hawking.

"Okay." Hawking forced a smile and asked another bartender to pour wine for the guest. Then he walked away from the bar and came to where Luther and Mr. Al were.

"Mr. Luther." Hawking said politely.

"Is the wine sold out?" Luther guessed Hawking's purpose.

"One hundred barrels of wine are sold out?" Mr. Al was so surprised that he almost stood up, and the fire in his heart became even hotter.

One hundred barrels of wine were sold out so quickly, it looks like we can still sell one hundred barrels.

The Golden City is very large, with a large number of mercenaries, as well as ordinary nobles and middle-class people who like Pompeii wine.

So how terrible is the sales volume of Pompeii wine? "Yes, it's sold out. I will send you 90 gold coins later, but before that, can you send some more wine over?" Hawking asked politely.

According to the verbal contract of consignment, a commission of one silver coin is given for each barrel of wine sold, and one gold coin is sold for each barrel of wine. Luther will pay Hawking ten gold coins. For one hundred barrels of wine, he will receive ninety gold coins.

"I have prepared it a long time ago. It is on the street at the north corner. You can send someone to get it. As for the money for the wine, you can send someone to Chelsea Company tomorrow."

Luther picked up his hat and coat and prepared to leave the pub.

Now that things have come to an end, there is no need to look at it again.

"Okay." Hawking was very surprised and nodded. Then, Mr. Al and Luther walked out of the Beauty Tavern together and got on a carriage parked on another street. Then the carriage started and went to the hotel where Luther was staying.

"Luther, what do you think of me being the agent for Pompeii wine in your Libyan Earldom?" Mr. Al wanted to say something several times, but he kept stopping himself. When the carriage arrived at the door of the hotel where Luther was staying, Mr. Al finally couldn't help asking.

I am really sorry to say that he once commented that Pompeii wine was horse urine.

But for the money.

Face can be put aside.

"I thought so too." Luther smiled and patted Mr. Al on the shoulder. He didn't say anything sarcastic at this time because it would be meaningless.

If you want to expand your network in this golden city, don't offend anyone easily.

Besides, the top wealthy people in the Golden City, including Mr. Al, just despise Pompeii wine, can't get used to drinking Pompeii wine, and call Pompeii wine horse urine.

But he was always polite to Luther.

"We will sign the contract tomorrow. I have four to five thousand barrels of Pompeii wine stored in the Sabretooth Mercenary Group's base and will hand them over to you. But I have to say this in advance, the travel expenses are on yours."

Luther said.

Partners are partners, accounts are accounts. Judging from the popularity of Pompeii wine now, Luther can make a fortune with four or five thousand barrels of wine.

Now it has been transferred to the agent Mr. Al. We can’t let Luther lose all the travel expenses.

"Of course." Mr. Al nodded continuously.

Then, Luther got off the carriage and went to see the hotel where he was staying. The carriage stopped at the door of the hotel for a moment, and Mr. Al looked at Luther entering the hotel and sighed.

"Luther, Pompey is indeed a trustworthy businessman."

Then, Mr. Al muttered again.

Not long after, Mr. Al left in a carriage.

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Pompeii wine became extremely popular in the Golden City. The nobles despised it as horse urine, but it won the support of mercenaries.

Mercenaries are a wealthy group of people.

They wielded their swords and won gold coins in battles. They were also willing to drink and get drunk.

The spending power of mercenaries must not be ignored.

Luther signed a contract with Mr. Al and transferred four or five thousand barrels of wine to Mr. Al. In just three days, all the wine was sold out.

On the day of signing the contract, Luther sent people to Pompeii to urge Mrs. Sophie to speed up the production of Pompeii wine. On the same day, Mr. Al sent his team to Pompeii to purchase Pompeii wine.

But it would take at least fifty days for the team to travel back and forth.

Mr. Al was very anxious.

It was a sunny day, dispelling the chill of spring. It would be hot in Orange in a little while.

Inside the hotel where Luther is staying.

Luther booked a suite with several rooms. Not only Luther stayed in the hotel, but also the guards who accompanied him for protection.

There is a small living room in the suite. At this moment, Luther is sitting on a chair, crossing his legs and drinking coffee, while Mr. Al is pacing around the room anxiously.

"It takes at least 40 to 50 days to travel back and forth between Golden City and Pompeii. Now that Pompeii wine has just started to sell, the sales volume is more than a thousand barrels a day, not to mention expanding the business to the entire Libyan Earldom, which will cost tens of thousands of gold coins a month."

Mr. Al said anxiously.

No one doesn't love money. There is nothing more painful than being able to make money but having no source of goods.

The Earldom of Libya is the largest and most prosperous territory in the entire Province of Orange, accounting for about one-tenth of the population of the entire province.

This market is very large.

If Mr. Al could sell 100,000 barrels of wine every month, Luther would earn 25,000 gold coins. If he could sell the wine throughout Orange, it would be an astonishing 250,000 gold coins per month.

Of course, this is just speculation.

No one knows how much wine can actually be sold.

Because the Golden City is the base of many large mercenary groups, a large number of mercenaries gather here and provide a market. It is hard to say about other places.

Luther thought that once the sales channels were established, the Pompeii family might be able to make a profit of around 150,000 to 200,000 gold coins every month from the Pompeii wine business.

At present, this money can't do much. But the short-term goal of allowing Old Sol to upgrade eight levels of immunity and expand the top combat power of the Pompeii family can still be achieved.

The only thing that gave Luther a headache was that Pompeii wine was previously sold to the entire Barton area, and the production scale was not up.

Expanding the business to the whole of Orange in one go was a huge step for the winery.

Fortunately.

It will take some time to roll out sales channels, which is a buffer period.

(End of this chapter)