Chapter 1020 Release Date
Victor was sitting in a tavern box in Neverwinter, looking through the recent trade bills.
Unlike the noisy hall downstairs, this is undoubtedly a high-end apartment. The floor is covered with wool blankets, and there is a fire pit under the soft couch. From entering the room to lying down, your feet will not feel a chill.
According to his request, the store also installed a movable wooden table next to the soft couch, which does not hinder daily rest and can be used as a low table when needed. Especially in the winter when the wind and snow are howling, sitting half-sitting on the couch while doing errands can be considered a kind of enjoyment.
At this moment, there was a plate of grilled golden slices of chicken breast on his left hand, and on his right was a cup of purple chaotic drink. Regardless of the taste, this meal alone was worth ten gold dragons.
As a jewelry merchant on the surface, and actually the fourth son of the Lothar family, these expenses, which ordinary people would consider huge sums of money, are nothing to him. Spending a sum of money on a gold dragon to let himself enjoy the comfort brought by wealth has become a subconscious move for him, and whether it is worth it or not is not within his scope of consideration.
After visiting the first show of the giant machine called "Train" two months ago, he bought a room on the third floor of the pub and used it as his business residence.
Of course, with his wealth, it is not difficult to buy one or two properties, but Victor prefers this kind of remote feeling to be in peace and feel the hustle and bustle on the ground floor. Rather than the big houses favored by traditional nobles, he always yearned for places like taverns.
Not just for the convenience of negotiating business with various caravans.
If there is anything that can most intuitively reflect the vitality and business prosperity of a city, then it must be the pub located in the downtown area.
After turning the last page, Victor closed the parchment book in his hand and picked up the crystal clear drink. Under the candlelight, the purple-red liquid looks like a beautiful gem.
There was a little trouble with the bill recently.
That means he hasn't received any rough gemstones from the Western Territory for a long time.
The War for the King has greatly changed the situation in Graycastle. The city was destroyed by the war, and the nobles no longer have fiefdoms. These changes have caused the prices of luxury goods to drop again and again. If you want to maintain the original profits, you must increase sales. . But without the original stone, his jewelry craftsmen would not be able to create gems.
Longsong Fortress was originally a large source of raw stones for him, but after Roland Wimbledon announced the establishment of Neverwinter City, the source of raw stones became increasingly scarce. He has visited the Changge District several times and found that all the mining areas there have been taken over by the young king. This is not surprising. Making money is the nature of the lords. What is strange is that after the output is transported to the border area, It seemed as if they all disappeared out of thin air.
That's right, he hasn't found a jewelry store in Neverwinter yet.
Either sell the raw stone to make a profit, or invest a sum of money and make it into gemstones to make a profit. The lord's method is nothing more than these two. With the former, he can earn the price difference, while with the latter, he can cooperate in sales. Whether it is a sales channel or further processing into jewelry, he has the strength that the other party cannot refuse.
But the king didn't even leave him a way to intervene.
It's as if Roland Wimbledon has no intention of using gems to make money.
This made Victor a little troubled.
He also tried to sell the jewelry he made in Neverwinter City, but the result was equally disastrous. It is impossible for commoners anywhere to afford such expensive goods, which often cost dozens of gold dragons. They have always been only supplied to wealthy noble families to meet their needs for showing off and competing at banquets. But there are no aristocrats in the traditional sense here!
Yes, such a huge new city lacked interest in jewelry. This was something he had not expected.
I have been to Neverwinter many times, and I have only purchased goods here, but rarely sold them. The accounts in the sheepskin book show a one-sided tendency.
This is undoubtedly an unhealthy sign.
The appearance of the train has made Victor realize that the future has arrived, but it is not evenly distributed. In order to better expand his business, he naturally wants to go to the place closest to the future. Shifting the focus of business from the old royal capital to the new royal capital is also his inevitable choice.
The question is, what should we do without this industry in the future?
He is not short of money and can enjoy a prosperous life even if he does nothing. But he must prove his ability in the trade industry, leaving those businessmen who covet the family and black money speechless.
He couldn't let his father down.
Just as Victor was thinking about how to solve this problem, the noise downstairs suddenly increased several times, and even the floor trembled slightly.
It's still early before nightfall, and it shouldn't be a time for the drinkers to have fun. Did something happen?
He rang the bell for the maid.
"Excuse me," a pretty woman soon opened the door and walked in, "What are your orders?"
The moment he opened the door, the noise suddenly became louder, and he seemed to hear someone reading something loudly.
Victor pointed outside the door, "What's going on downstairs?"
"Sorry, sir, have they disturbed you?" The maid smiled apologetically, "There is nothing we can do about it. After all, today is the day when newspapers are on sale, and everyone is rushing to buy them."
"Paper?" He repeated awkwardly.
"Yes, His Majesty issued an announcement a week ago, saying that it would be used to replace the bulletin board in the square. Everyone has been looking forward to it for a long time, and they all want to see what the newspaper is."
Hey, is there something new? As expected of the new royal capital, Victor was immediately interested, "How much does it cost?"
"I heard that one portion is worth ten bronze eagles."
"Buy one for me too... no, buy ten!" he said immediately.
"Yes." Not long after the maid ran downstairs, she quickly ran back out of breath, "S-Sir... all the newspapers delivered have been sold out."
"So fast?" Victor blinked in surprise. If it were a commodity, it would be too easy to sell. But this doesn't bother him at all. It's just a waste of money. "Then buy it from the person who bought it. Money is not a problem!"
He threw a golden dragon into the arms of the maid, "As long as you can buy it, the rest is yours!"
"Yes! Sir!" the girl said with a smile.
Half an hour later, six stacks of gray-white newspapers were handed to him.
"The price below has increased to twenty silver wolves. I have tried my best..." the maid Qiqi Ai said.
Do you see someone sitting there and raising the price after making a large purchase? The other party's expression clearly revealed her innermost thoughts. Even though she had not completed the task, she was reluctant to hand over the remaining money. Victor didn't take it seriously, "What's your name?"
"Linglong, sir."
"You can keep the money," he shook the newspaper in his hand, "Also, can you read this with me?"
Now that we have good food and wine, it is obvious what we are missing. The other party's breathing and heaving chest, as well as the fine sweat on the tip of his nose, all exuded an aura of youthful vitality. Having seen many aristocratic women, this slightly clumsy girl had a different flavor. What's more, the other party is a resident of Neverwinter City. If you encounter anything that you don't understand, you can still ask her for details.
"Lord Victor..." The maid lowered her head, a blush appeared on her cheeks. After a while, she bit her lip and nodded, and whispered back, "I am willing."
"Hahaha," he smiled and patted the soft couch, "then thank you for accompanying me."