Hotel on the mountain

"Oh! Wait." Bols Hawke stretched out his finger to make a silent gesture. He then pointed at Amira Hill next to him and said, "Call us both, no?" I would think..."

Yisheli Raya sighed: "I want to combine the Eastern Strait controlled by the Eastern Territory with the Northern Strait controlled by the Northern Territory, as well as the small inland sea between your two straits, and officially change the name. For the sake of the Dark Sea Strait, let everyone make profits together and completely resolve the dispute between your two families.”

"I knew it! I knew it was like this!" Bols Hawke stood up and waved his hand, "It's impossible, I tell you, it's impossible."

Amira also waved her hands and turned her body aside, not wanting to speak.

Bols pointed at Amira and shouted: "He is a dwarf, a fool, as stubborn as a fucking cow, and he refuses to give up a penny of profit!"

"Oh my god, you still dare to say that?!" Amira was not as tall as Bols, so she simply refused to stand up. Not to be outdone, he pointed at Bols and said, "You are just a vampire. You think you can control it." If you live at the gate leading to the dark sea, you’ll be asking for a lot of money, so wake up!”

"Am I asking for such a high price?!" Bols said, his face turned red. "I guard the northern border, bordering the Zhongdelan District and Zhongsilan District. How dare you not do it under the pressure of my border defense? Dare you think about it on your knees! How much money does the royal family give out every year? Is it wrong for me to pay more for the warships that protect Dark Sea?"

"You don't have the talent to develop business, do you blame me?" Amira couldn't help it. He climbed on the table with both hands, stepped on the table made of animal skins, and pointed at Bols condescendingly. He shouted, "My knees are higher than your head now!"

Amila raised her foot and tapped her knee, "I can think more carefully than you with this knee - since Boyero independently took away a lot of old nobles, how many new people do I have to support?" ? ! They want money, power, reputation, and status. Do you think I don’t have any pressure?”

Their two loud shouts were heard outside the house. The guards of the three families guarding the wooden house looked at each other outside the door, as if they were used to this scene. They shrugged to each other, handed the cigarettes, and walked aside to patrol.

"That's enough!" Yi Xieli shouted, "You two sit down for me! Listen to me! This is what I want you two to help with!"

The Duke of the East, Amira Bull, got off the table. The Duke of the North, Bors Hawke, also curled his lips and sat back on the stool.

"Amira, the eastern strait you are in charge of is related to whether the ships of the empire can enter the Dark Sea Strait. Bors, the northern strait you are in charge of is related to whether the ships entering the Dark Sea Strait can enter the Dark Sea.

As for the Mara Sea, the intercontinental sea that is a little larger than the lake between the straits between your two families, the islands are only rich in some marbles and cannot even develop fisheries. You are going to rely on a little stone trade to maintain your family business. ? "

"Oh, I have other businesses."

"Me too."

The two started fighting again.

"Let me ask you to shut your mouth for a moment, okay?" Yi Xieli really felt a headache for these two people.

After silence, Yi Xieli continued: "But once the Dark Sea Strait is opened, many people, including me and the Byrd family, will be able to trade with the Boyero Empire and the Great Chik Empire through the Dark Sea. A large number of Merchant ships will carry a large amount of cargo between two places. Both the load and the speed of trading are much better than land transportation.

This will also drive the development of your cities along the strait and take away the wealth of the cities along the Poirot and Dachikana seas. You don’t have to do anything but wait by the strait to collect tolls.

Let me tell you, don’t charge based on the number of ships, but charge based on the load capacity of the ship. If the entire Dark Sea Strait is opened, there will be a daily cargo volume of millions of tons. How much revenue will it bring? Please, two distinguished adults, think carefully with your butts!

Do you know how to make money while lying down? ! "

Yi Xieli stood up, pointed at Bols's nose and said: "You know, Bols, you are right, if I just sit here for a day, money, beauty, and power will come to my door, because I use my brain, And you two just talk!"

The two were pointed at and dared not speak.

"I can't fucking believe that you two would leave such a profitable business and argue over a little bit of self-esteem and a few cents of profit. You are simply, just - two idiots! "

The scene was silent for a while, and Isele regained his composure and sat back on the stool. Since the disappearance of Duke Bird, whom he could talk to, he felt more and more that these two people were hopelessly pedantic.

"Then how are the benefits distributed?" Bols asked, and Amira nodded in agreement.

"40, 30, 30. The Hawks take 40, the Bulls take 30, and I take 30."

"Why can you get 30? Why should he get 40? Why do I only have 30?" Amira frowned in confusion.

With a serious expression on his face, Yi Xieli stretched out his fingers and said one by one:

"The first question. First of all, I am the initiator of the plan. I can persuade the king to increase trade with other empires. In turn, I can also make the king worry about transactions with other empires. Secondly, the Bird family has a good relationship with me, and I also I can persuade them not to do business through the Dark Sea, not to mention that I can mobilize a large number of merchant ships. So, I get 30, is there any problem?"

The two reluctantly shook their heads, indicating that it was okay.

"The second question is, why should Bols be given 40? Because he is right, the Hawke family has to bear a lot of border defense affairs, and our merchant ships passing through the Dark Sea also require him to send warships to protect them, so he gave 40 for Think about the longer term.”

Bols smiled proudly, and Amira was a little unhappy.

"The third question, Amira, I give you 30 because I will give you something else."

"What is it?"

"Noble place. Do you want it?"

"Yes!" Amila stood up excitedly. Suddenly, he calmed down and asked, "Is it issued by the king? Any title?"

"Any title awarded by the king - of course, except for the duke."

"Oh my God, Esheli, you are such a lucky dog!" Amira seemed to be cheering, but he finally took care of his own image, took back the hand that wanted to punch, coughed twice and sat down. Returning to his position, he said, "You really don't know how difficult it is for me in the East. A group of people are waiting to eat."

"Yes, lucky dog." Bols also said a little enviously.

"Gentlemen, please remember that good luck is the product of planning."

Xieli continued to improve the plan of the Anhai Strait: "The three of us are going to establish an Anhai Trading Company, and each of them can absorb a few ships into this company. We will give them several privileges for ships flying the company's flag - —

Within the Hebrew Empire, we must receive our unconditional security protection, even if we go to war with other empires.

When passing through the Dark Sea Strait and docking at any port near the strait, a low tax policy must be provided.

Cargo on board will never be questioned and given priority.

As a price, these ships absorbed into the company must pay huge membership fees every year and can withdraw at any time.

Years are calculated annually. Is there a problem? "

Amira's eyes were playful, and he laughed and praised: "Oh, Esheli, you are really a genius."

Bols touched the scar on his face with his hand and smiled mysteriously: "Maybe I know what you want to do, but why not do it? There is no harm to us."

Isele couldn't deny it, he stood up, picked up his hat from the hook on the pillar, patted the dust on his hat, and signaled: "Then, gentlemen, we have concluded the negotiation. A contract will be sent to your house later, and then we can celebrate again.”

His magnetic voice earned a nod from the two dukes. A white soft hat made of floating dragon neck hair was put on his head. After Yi Xieli opened the door of the wooden house, the cold wind of March in Corfu Park blew in. He turned back and gave one last warning. : "Amira, don't forget to give me the bounty."

"I'm not short of money!" Amira cursed with a smile. However, his voice was already locked inside the wooden door. Outside the house, Esheli Raya got on the white horse and walked away.