Chapter 256: Alliances

The entire Kingdom of Prussia is a plain area, but not a whole plain. For example, the Province of Orange and the direct territory of the King of Prussia are separated by a vast mountain range.

The entire Kingdom of Prussia is relatively high in terrain, and floods rarely occur.

However, droughts occur from time to time in the entire kingdom, and there have been many major droughts in Orange's history, when people were living in poverty.

However, in the past ten years or so, there has been no drought in Orange, and it has basically remained in a stage of average years and bumper harvests.

Therefore, there is a lot of grain in the whole of Orange, and the price is not high.

This has given rise to a very prosperous profession, grain merchants. These grain merchants often have the background of great nobles. They will purchase the excess grain of the entire Orange and sell it to places in the kingdom that lack grain.

Grain merchants occasionally compete with each other, but they are generally friendly, and even form a cooperative organization in private.

It is called the Grain Merchants Alliance.

The alliance is a membership system.

Luther knew several members of the Food Alliance, and what was even more terrible was that Luther knew the chairman of the Food Chamber of Commerce, a man called Adelman.

Mr. Adelman's main activities were in Golden City. He built a large villa on a low mountain near the huge mountain range in the north.

The villa was seven stories high and had more than three hundred rooms. There was also a swimming pool at the back of the house, and the water in the swimming pool was transported up from the bottom of the mountain.

At the same time, there were many senior knights, maids, butlers, chefs, etc. to serve Mr. Adelman.

It was definitely a top-level rich man's enjoyment.

When Luther came, Mr. Adelman was lying under the parasol to rest.

He was over seventy years old, his hair and beard were already gray, but his body was very strong, shirtless, and wearing a pair of colorful shorts.

Luther was led here by a senior knight without notification.

"Luther?" So Mr. Adelman was a little surprised, put on his slippers and stood up from the armchair.

"You're not here to buy wheat again, are you? Your Pompeii wine workshop doesn't consume that much grain." Mr. Adelman shook hands with Luther and asked him to sit down.

He was not one of the agents of Pompeii wine, because he was not in Golden City at the time. But he was also impressed by Luther, because a heavyweight rich man led Luther to meet him.

At a young age, coming from a rural place like Barton Territory, he was able to quickly break into the circle of rich people in the metropolis of Golden City.

This is rare.

So the last time Pompeii wine wanted to expand production, but there was no grain reserve. Mr. Adelman coordinated a part of the grain and supplied it to Luther.

The price was still relatively low.

"No, the grain of Pompeii Winery is enough at present." After Luther sat down, he also leaned back in his chair.

"You came all the way from Pompeii to Golden City, you didn't come here to visit me, did you?" Mr. Adelman shrugged and lit a cigar.

No matter what world it is, there are pipes.

"I want to ask you for a favor." Luther said seriously.

Adelman showed interest. Now everyone knows that Luther, Pompey, this young guy, has a promising future.

Favors are of course very valuable.

"What is it?"

"In the near future, the food in the territory of Viscount Silver Wing may be a little messy. Can you keep it in order?" Luther asked.

"Mr. Viscount, where did I offend you?" Adelman was slightly surprised.

"It's a little friction. You also know that we young people are hot-blooded and impulsive. I can't stand this, so I want to make something happen." Luther shrugged and said lightly.

"Mr. Viscount is in big trouble." Adelman smiled, then nodded and said, "Okay, I will do it."

"Thank you, Mr. Adelman." Luther stood up, bent down, and stretched out his right hand. Mr. Adelman also stood up and shook hands with Luther, and said in surprise: "Aren't you having lunch here? The top-grade caviar from the Nemar River is not easy to eat."

"I still need to rush to the Golden City to say hello to Mr. Al and ask him to say something good in front of the Earl. You know, it's not so easy to deal with a real viscount."

Luther shrugged and said.

"It seems that the trouble of the viscount is bigger than I thought." Mr. Adelman shrugged, and then personally sent Luther away.

Mr. Adelman watched Luther ride away and smiled softly.

"Dare to deal with a real viscount, the little guy's teeth are very sharp, in all aspects, it's better not to offend him easily."

In Orange, there are many big men. But some big men are harmless, and some big men cannot be offended.

To mix in this circle, you have to distinguish these clearly.

In Aardman's mind, Luther is clearly a guy who can be approached but not an enemy.

A troublesome guy.

Mr. Adelman also mourned for the Viscount in his heart.

Who can't be offended?

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After reaching a tacit understanding with Adelman, Luther rushed to Golden City without stopping and arrived at the office of Chelsea Publicity Company before dark.

Luther and Mr. Al were already very familiar with each other, so he went straight to Mr. Al's office. But he was hurriedly chased by an employee.

The employee was a beautiful lady, who hesitantly said to Luther: "Mr. Luther, Mr. Al is doing something."

Bullshit, this kind of publicity company has no serious business at all.

After listening, Luther understood it all at once, and then he came to the chair in the hall and sat down obediently. After a long time, Luther saw a lady with a flushed face and spring eyes coming out.

The walking posture is a bit unspeakable.

Luther was a little surprised, because this lady was not the little secretary that Al usually used.

"Changed to a new secretary?" Luther asked the employee lady.

"It's been five days." The employee lady said a little resentfully. Needless to say, this employee also wanted to climb Mr. Al's bed.

"There's nothing wrong with being a playboy." Luther was a little envious and jealous.

Luther took a deep breath and walked towards Mr. Al's office.

Mr. Al was also a knight, and he must have heard Luther coming.

"Hi, Luther." At this moment, Mr. Al was opening the window for ventilation. He turned around and smiled at Luther, his face was very normal, comparable to the city wall.

"Would you like some coffee?" Mr. Al asked after opening the window.

"I don't want to talk to you here." Luther carefully observed the chairs here to see if there were any strange marks left, but each one felt suspicious. Luther simply said.

"Okay."

Mr. Al shrugged and took Luther to his mansion in Golden City.