Chapter 540 Differential Treatment

Franz knew the trick of using chickens to lay eggs. He had nothing, but the Perez surname was his greatest wealth.

Information asymmetry can be exchanged for money.

Of course, all of this is based on deception.

If you want to make it real, you need to make your own value before it is exposed.

Then the fake will become real.

As the cousin of the crown prince of the empire, he is not short of money, but the other party cannot ignore the money if it is enough.

Franz is bad enough and has no moral bottom line. The only thing he respects is power.

So, he chose the way to make quick money.

It just so happens that the secret service department such as the Investigation Department has too many secrets that cannot be seen in the light.

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Franz selected a few low-level agents for his temporary dispatch.

He also found a few employees from the market to handle the business on his behalf.

Every year, the Eighth Investigation Department will confiscate a large amount of stolen goods when inspecting smuggling, and then they will deal with them privately.

Whether it is supplementary funds or corruption, Franz does not care about these.

He chose to take the confiscated tool smurfs. These smuggled tool smurfs all had their own problems.

Some were not fully domesticated, and some were not physically strong enough.

Nowadays, qualified and legal tool smurfs cost at least a dozen gold coins each, but these smuggled goods were easily sold for three or five gold coins.

The price the buyer paid was definitely no more than ten gold coins.

It just so happened that the Investigation Department had just seized a shipload of tool smurfs, a full three hundred heads.

The grabbers were sold for one or two thousand gold coins, and there was no more profitable business than this.

But... Franz lit a match and lit the cigar in his mouth, looking like a dandy boy: "It's too rough, the handling method is too rough, I don't know if your director took kickbacks or was fooled by someone, how much money was wasted?"

The detective of the Investigation Department didn't dare to answer. He was a well-known person. No matter what, his boss was fine, but if he was reported for gossiping, he might fall into the water and drown.

Franz looked at these agents with disdain. He had reason to despise them.

Isn't it just a customs document? If you can't get the real one, you can get a fake one.

He directly asked someone to make a fake document, and he was unscrupulous in front of the investigation department.

"See, this thing is just a piece of waste paper. If you really investigate, the real one is also fake, but if no one investigates, the fake one is also real."

Franz took the forged customs document and went directly back to the family fiefdom.

Although the empire suppressed and cracked down on local tyrants, local snakes like the Perez family still enjoyed a transcendent status.

Although it is his second uncle's line that is in power now, and even the title of marquis is on his head, it is still easy for Franz to do some things.

After all, he is the queen's nephew, who dares to really treat him as an idle person.

Don't say that you didn't see whether the document is real or fake, even if you see it, you have to pretend not to see it.

Franz is not afraid. At most, you report it. I am doing things for the crown prince. If you have the ability, you can go and complain.

After these black tools were registered as slaves, they could be bought and sold freely.

Legal! Reasonable! Valuable!

Even if the quality was problematic and they couldn't do fine work, mining would be fine, right?

Buy ten and get one free, the price was reduced by 30%, and it was easy to sell.

Excluding personal connections, the net profit was 4,000 gold coins.

He didn't eat alone, although he agreed to occupy a year's share, he still gave 1,000 gold coins to the Investigation Department.

It was not as good as the price they sold themselves, but the unexpected gain made people grateful.

The key is... safe and easy.

After doing this several times, Franz's gold coins quickly exceeded 10,000.

All the actions were done in the name of Qin, so naturally they could not be hidden from those who should know.

Franz was well prepared. The fact was that the empire had a huge demand for slaves and the relevant laws were strict, and he could be considered to have effectively supplemented the empire's needs.

Of course... the key was to make money.

The annual salary of the eldest prince Qin was only 30,000 gold coins, which was not much.

With the gold voucher, Franz returned to the imperial capital. He did not visit the palace, but waited directly at the relief association.

As expected, he soon squatted down to the eldest prince Qin.

Seeing Qin and Claire walking side by side, he stared at Qin with a straight look, not daring to drift away.

"Your Highness, I'm back."

Claire looked at Franz and her face turned black.

Reason is reason, preference is preference, she just doesn't like this guy.

Claire quietly twisted the flesh on Qin's arm and let go: "You guys talk, I'll go in first."

Before she left, she warned with her eyes not to learn bad things from this bad guy.

Qin patted the back of her hand, signaling her to rest assured.

As the crown prince, how could he not come into contact with such stuff?

The whole court is full of upright people, that's a dream.

The two walked a few steps outside. Qin actually knew what the bold guy Franz had done through the report of the investigation department.

As soon as they met, he sneered: "Cousin, I think you are very brave, you dare to act on your own?"

Compared to making money, this behavior is more taboo.

This guy is just like his grandfather, he is clever but not wise.

Of course, he may also be a pig eating a tiger.

But at the moment, it seems that Franz is unaware of it and is complacent: "Your Highness, I am not acting on my own, I am helping you. I have made 12,000 gold coins in the past two months. I have a good idea and can make more."

Qin stared at him for a while and realized that he was really stupid and not just pretending.

The father of a tiger and his son, the old Marquis, were heroes throughout their lives, but their offspring turned out to be a group of dolphins.

"What does this little money mean? Do you think you are the only one who can think of this? Are you planning to organize a smuggling ship yourself to make the business bigger and stronger?" Qin directly pointed out Ferranz's idea.

Sure enough, Ferranz looked surprised. He thought it was a good idea.

"Your Highness...how do you know what I want to do?"

"Idiot, you are the only one who knows how to make money, right?

Why does the empire increase its control over black tool men? Firstly, to avoid trouble caused by slave riots, and secondly, to ensure the purity of the race.

If you really lower your requirements and just amend the relevant laws, is it your turn to make the money? "

After being scolded, Ferranz was extremely frustrated, but he thought it was a good idea.

"Your Highness, I understand. I will listen to you honestly from now on."

Seeing that he was a little more honest, Qin said: "From now on, you should pick up this business, be more careful in doing things, don't make your own decisions, and take the blame if something goes wrong. Do you understand?"

"Didn't you say you can't do it?"

"That's for the empire, how much can you smuggle by yourself?" Qin said disdainfully.

The law only restricts ordinary people, and there are many smuggling nobles.

This small-scale smuggling is actually a beneficial supplement.

Since others can earn this money, of course you can do it too.

This is the difference in status. Ferranz works alone, which is no different from seeking death, but with the support of the eldest prince, it is a trivial matter.

There is a huge difference between being born in Rome and being born as a mule or horse.

People are different, can they really be equal?