"He is very good at doing business and expanding his network." Old Thor regained his composure. After all, he was already used to it, and nodded.

"So that's how it is. No wonder I can't get rid of him after I got involved with him." Xingge came to this conclusion based on Old Sol's words and his own experience.

It's a dog-skin plaster.

Viscount Hauger was also slightly stunned, but he was a man who had experienced many ups and downs after all. After listening, he analyzed it in his mind and said, "According to your agent system, your factory price is five silver coins per barrel of wine, and the agent retails it for one gold coin per barrel. This is very reasonable and a very good system. But the problem is the freight."

"You have to know that Orange is Orange, and Orange is just a province, so you have chosen many agents. The distance is not too far, and after deducting the freight, there is still a considerable profit. But the king's territory is too large, with ten provinces. If I go to Orange to purchase goods, the freight cost will be too much."

As expected of the Chancellor of the Exchequer, Viscount Haugel is very well versed in business and has seen the biggest flaw in Luther's model.

The means of transportation in this world are both advanced and backward.

The advanced ones can carry out planetary and interstellar teleportation, but the backward ones are so backward that ordinary people can only transport goods by horse-drawn carts.

So Luther wanted to build a magic steam locomotive to promote this area, so that people could get rid of the backward freight transportation and invest more manpower in the development of industry.

But even trains can't solve this problem.

Because the ten provinces of the king's territory were too large. But it didn't matter, Luther also had a solution.

"It doesn't matter. The king has ten provinces, and I will open factories in all ten provinces, one factory in each province to produce Pompeii wine."

Luther said with a smile.

"That's a lot of money and it's very complicated." Viscount Hauger thought about it and accepted this new strategy.

It's really fresh.

Due to various reasons such as backward transportation, ordinary businessmen in this world do not have this model. In addition, traditional wine focuses on the quality of grapes.

The grapes grown in each area of ​​soil and water have different tastes, and the wine produced will also be different, plus the craftsmanship is different.

So there are a hundred kinds of wine, and a hundred kinds of taste.

Therefore, branded vineyards and wine estates are all fixed in one place, which limits the development of wine brands, but Pompeii wine does not have this shortcoming.

"The Pompeii family is absolutely capable of expanding the entire kingdom and even selling wine to other planets. We just need to give them time." Luther smiled confidently.

"Okay, then I will be the agent in the name of the Ministry of Finance." Viscount Hauger thought about it and made a decision.

"It's a pleasure to work with you, Your Excellency." Luther stood up from his chair and shook hands with Viscount Haugel.

"It's a pleasure to work with you, Luther." Viscount Hauge also stood up and shook hands with Luther.

In the blink of an eye, a deal was done.

On such occasions, the witnesses were the kingdom's important officials, and even the top military figure, the legendary dragon knight, Grand Duke Figo.

No one was able to find words to describe how speechless they were.

Are these two people really carefree, or what?

Talking about business at this time.

Do people who know how to make money have different ways of thinking? …………..Buffett went up to the second floor and came to a special room. This special room looked no different from the outside.

There are windows and glass.

But the internals are definitely different.

The door of the room is also different, it looks like it has a door handle and a keyhole. But the only one who can open this door is the King's Tower Spirit.

"Open the door." said Grand Duke Buffett.

The room was surrounded by walls, with no windows to see from the outside, and the walls were covered with various magic runes.

There is a magic circle on the ground, and in the center of the magic circle there is a round basin filled with black liquid.

"Your Majesty." Buffett bowed slightly.

"Buffett." The black liquid in the basin stirred violently, and the king's voice rang out.

The voice is a little old, but still full of energy and powerful.

"Here's what happened." Mr. Buffett bowed again and told him everything that happened today.

"The Pompeii family? An ambitious fellow. Holding a bloodthirsty monster, is this family close to Count Pompeii?"

The king was silent for a moment, probably thinking, and then asked.

"The information is unclear, but according to the records left by the House of Nobles, this Pompeii family has been separated from the Pompeii Count family for hundreds of years. Moreover, this family was only a knight family before, but it suddenly prospered in this generation."

Mr. Buffett shook his head and said.

"Forget it. There is no need to investigate the relationship between this family and Count Pompey. Count Pompey's family has never played tricks. They just guard their own territory. They probably wouldn't plot to put a nail in Orange and lie in ambush for hundreds of years."

The king said.

"Are you going to grant this family a title?" asked Grand Duke Buffett.

"No, first of all, I know that this family is powerful and ambitious, and can help us in our war with the New Party. But this is not enough, the intelligence is too little. First, notify the court's spies to go to Golden City and collect some intelligence about this family for me."

The king said.

"good."

Grand Duke Buffett nodded, and then instructed Wangdu Taling: "Taling, connect to Marquis Houston."

"Yes." A ball of red light appeared, and the tower spirit said. Not long after, a middle-aged man's voice sounded.

"Your Excellency the Grand Duke."

"Your Excellency the Marquis, please send a great wizard to teleport to the Golden City to collect some simple information about Sol Pompey and Luther Pompey."

Buffett said.

"Yes," replied the Marquis of Houston.

"Although we have sent a great wizard, I believe he will arrive at the Golden City soon. But including the intelligence gathering, it will take at least an hour."

Buffett said.

"Time is not a problem. Since the Pompeii family wants the title, they will wait even if you ask them to wait for a day," said the king.

"Yeah." Mr. Buffett nodded.

Then the room fell into silence. Grand Duke Buffett was still standing on the magic circle, motionless in front of the basin, like a statue.

And he believed that the same was true for the kings on other planets.

Whether it is the king or the prime minister, they are both very patient.

An hour and a half later, the red light appeared again, and the King's Tower Spirit said, "Your Excellency, the information is back."

(End of this chapter)