Chapter 216 Business Plan

The fat Patrick Boom sat a little restrained in the meeting room of Lord Cecil's "Castle", and adjusted the position of his bow tie for the third time.

He is not a person who has not seen the world, but it is difficult for people who have seen the world in this world to have the opportunity to have a secret conversation with a founding hero. He knows that the situation this time is completely different from the previous conversation at Kant Castle. , Last time, he accepted the appointment of Duke Cecil in the crowd as the representative of Kant, but this time, it was Duke Cecil who called him from Kant to have a private face-to-face meeting .

The stress caused by the two conversations is very different.

At the same time, Patrick was also looking at this strange place in his eyes with curiosity.

This mansion is the castle of Duke Cecil, but its shape is completely different from the aristocratic fortress in the public impression. It is not so much a castle, but it is closer to the "vacation manor" architectural style recently popularized by some nobles in the central region. , it's probably not as strong as a castle, but the environment inside is surprisingly comfortable: wide floor-to-ceiling windows, bright parlors, and warm corridors and rooms, and the air doesn't smell at all that often happens in castles Moist, rancid smell, which is really an amazing thing.

Most of the walls here are white and immaculate, and the bright magic spar lamps illuminate every corner of the building as if they don't need money - not only in this castle, in fact, since entering the plug After Searling, the number of magic spar lamps that Patrick saw even exceeded the sum of the magic spar lamps he had seen in the first half of his life.

God knows how this newly established pioneering leader has done such a thing - in just a few months, neat brick houses have been built here, wide and straight streets, docks, There are mills and sawmills, and among all these things, the most striking are the magic spar lamps, which are lit just before dusk, and they are placed in rows on both sides of the road. In front of the main entrance of the Hemin House, it is not used to illuminate the mansion of the lord, but the place where the commoners live!

Originally, Patrick thought that Kant's territory could make half of the territory's residents turn on the oil lamps after dark. The town dimmed in an instant.

How rich is Cecil? Could it be that they hired dozens or hundreds of formal mages,

Are you specifically charging the street lights at the gates of the common people?

And what is going on with their incredible construction? What about the engineering projects that are still going on in the winter? And what about the civilians who walk around the territory, talk and laugh loudly, and don't tremble when they see patrolling soldiers? What are those large buildings that make strange noises called factories?

This territory seems to be shrouded in countless mysteries, but Patrick did not dare to delve into it. He knew the owner of this land and the origin of the Grand Duke Gawain Cecil—a man who had experienced Gondor and The legend of the second development is said to have reached a secret agreement with the lord of the four elements, and had close contacts with the royal family of elves and dwarves. Such a character is almost "inhuman" in Padrik's view, even if he It borrowed the power of the element lord to build this territory, and Patrick also felt that there was no problem - but as a small person, if he talked too much in this regard, the problem would be big.

When Patrick was sorting his bow tie for the fourth time, the dumb-looking little maid came up again, not knowing how many times he filled the teacup on the round table: "Sir, drink tea."

"Oh, oh, thank you." Patrick burped with a sound of water, but this time he had learned to be smart, just picked up the teacup and took a small sip - he had realized the maid in front of him. The girl is not deliberately making things difficult for herself, nor is she being tested by the Duke's instructions, but she probably hasn't learned how to receive guests from the senior maid or the head maid. If the guest is too sincere or think too much—such as himself half an hour ago—then she will most likely be killed by her drinking of tea.

"Excuse me... Does the Duke know that I'm here?" After putting down the teacup, Patrick looked at Betty carefully and asked.

The other party is just a little maid, and it is impossible to compare her status with herself as the lord's advisor (former), but only a fool would use such a simple method to compare - this little girl is just a maid. False, but she is the Duke's maid!

Then the "duke's maid" put her finger on her chin and fell into a stunned state for a few seconds. After thinking hard, Betty shook her head: "I don't know!"

Patrick sighed and gave up asking about anything from Betty.

At this moment, the door of the living room was finally pushed open, and a tall figure stood there, causing Patrice, who had just sighed, to stand up reflexively.

"Sorry for keeping you waiting," Gawain said with a smile as he walked into the room, "I was inspecting the alchemy factory, and it took a while to sort out the samples—Betty, have you poured tea for the guests?"

Betty lifted the big teapot in her hand: "Pour tea!"

Patrick burped reflexively as soon as he heard the sound of water in the big teapot...

Gao Wen was stunned: Why did this fat gentleman burp and still hear back?

However, he did not delve into this matter, but was very pleased with the growth of his little maid. After showing an approving smile to the little girl, he looked at Mr. Patrick, who was a little nervous and echoed with hiccups. : "Knight Philip has praised you very much. When he came back to report the situation last time, he mentioned that you managed the finances of Kant Land in an orderly manner, which not only ensured the supply of supplies in winter, but also in the case of the death of the lord. Still stabilize the businessmen who have trade with Kant, so that they can still do business with Kant in the next year?"

"I just did my duty," Patrick nodded reservedly, "I have always been in charge of dealing with the Chamber of Commerce in the territory, and I have advised the lord in this regard. I am ashamed to say that although I am good at heraldry And knowledge of grammar and etiquette, but putting more effort into money, which is… probably not very respectable.”

"It's really disgraceful when you're good at dealing with money but you don't dare to admit it," Gao Wen smiled, "I came to you today to talk to you about money matters, I think you You should already know, right?"

"Ah, yes, I saw your letter, your territory has entered the stage of production, so you want to contact me to contact the trade route?" Patrick nodded, "Is it an alchemy potion?"

"Yes, alchemy potions, but I want to state in advance that the way Cecil produces and sells alchemy potions is probably very different from what you think, I have a brand new trade model, and I need you to help me set up and sell alchemy potions. Realize it."

"A brand new trade model?" Patrick frowned, he didn't know what Gawain meant, "You mean your commission as a lord?"

"It's too much trouble to talk about, it's better for you to look at the information directly," Gawain said, motioning to Hetty, who was following him, to hand over a not too thick booklet to Patrick in front of him, " This will tell you what a 'new trade model' is."

Patrick took the pamphlet, but although he was in awe of Gawain, he was quite conceited when talking about his areas of expertise. That set of things is very familiar, and no matter how new the trade model is, it will not be too complicated in his eyes. It is a bit of a fuss to use a booklet to explain it - but he dare not say it explicitly, and can only respectfully Nodding: "Okay, I'll take a look. Your Excellency Duke, you can rest assured that I am quite confident in doing business."

While he was talking, he saw some key words in the brochure: chain distribution, regional agency, distribution network, division mode and market expansion...

Gawain didn't say a word, just quietly watched Patrick finish the book that wasn't very thick.

It took a few minutes for Patrick to skim the first time, and then three times as long to read the second time.

When he was about to watch it for the third time, Gawain interrupted him: "Mr. Patrick, what are your thoughts?"

Patrick rubbed his eyes and looked at Gawain blankly. He seemed to have forgotten for a while that he was in the living room of the Duke's Mansion. His mind was full of those incredible terms and specific operation plans. It was when Gawain called himself that he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat: "Yes... Yes, Lord Duke! I've finished it, I've finished it!"

"I know you're done, and I want to know what you think."

"This... this" Patrick looked down at the booklet in his hand, but suddenly found that he had no words to use, "These ideas are indeed things I have never thought of, they look strange... It seems feasible? But..."

After a long time, the fat gentleman finally took a deep breath: "Well, I admit that there is no problem with logic. If it is really realized, then it will quickly grow into a business monster in the southern region - there is no any A single businessman, a businessman, or even a regional chamber of commerce can fight against such a well-organized, efficient, unified action group of merchants with the support of big nobles, but I have to tell the truth, these ideas are almost impossible to achieve. You ask Everyone in this sales system is under the unified dispatch, the bottom-level shops are under the command of the regional agent, and the regional agent is under the command of the general manager appointed by you, but no businessman has ever accepted this kind of restraint before - of course, this point we It can be achieved with monetary benefits and contracts, but you also require the bottom-level shops to do business with civilians, which..."

Patrick spread his hands: "Alchemy potions are not stinky ointments boiled by rural herbalists. Even poorer mercenaries may not be able to use them. How can civilians afford them? Even if we sell them to civilians, they will not be able to use them. No one buys it!"

"You don't have to worry about this. Since I said that the new-style alchemy potions can be sold to the commoners, I naturally considered the price. I can guarantee that they are cheap enough for the common commoners to grit their teeth, and the nobles from all over This potion can be used on their armies."

Gawain didn't say too much directly, and didn't promise anything that "even serfs can afford alchemy potions" - because this is unrealistic. Not every territory is the same as Cecil Territory. In most places in the world, the private property of serfs is almost zero. Even if Gawain made the alchemy potion cheap, those serfs would still have a bottle cap. Can't afford it, in this regard, the current Gawain is powerless.

It is his biggest goal at present to make alchemy potions affordable for civilians (or citizens) with moderate conditions in other territories.

To Gawain's statement, Patrick's first reaction was to question the impossibility, but seeing the unshakable expression on the other party's face, he wisely did not say it, but simply carried out the trade model in the manual. Comment: "Okay, then I'll say, it's full of wisdom - if you're not selling alchemy potions, but food and cloth, I'd rate it a notch higher. But I And one last question... do you have so many alchemy potions?"

The "business scholar" spread his hands: "To 'feed' such a sales system, the amount of alchemy potions needed is not a small amount."

Gao Wen smiled slightly and waved to the two attendants who were following him: "Go and bring in those boxes of samples."

"How many... how many boxes?"

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