Lord of Industrialization

There are always various smugglers in the border areas.

Many seemingly hidden smuggler gangs are actually the black gloves of some local nobles, just like the robbers who rob people on the road outside.

When the other side heard that the Wesson army was coming, soon some brave people came to negotiate.

In a tavern in the fortress, it was reserved tonight. There were two men sitting at the only table, and they were hugging ragged girls.

Jose, who claimed to be the smuggling leader, asked the young man in front of him: "What can you get?"

Frederick, who claimed to be the quartermaster Charles, replied: "Weapons and any numbered items cannot be obtained. They will be found out in the hands of whoever they are in the end, unless you can bribe Grand Duke Wesson not to pursue this matter."

"I can sell you some consumables."

Jose thought that if he could meet Grand Duke Wesson, he would come to such a ghost place, and asked again: "What if it is pretending to fight a battle during border patrol and drop supplies?"

"No." Charles shook his head immediately, "The army has clear rewards and punishments. If you always lose, you will be sent to raise horses. If you always win, others will compete to come out."

"Too many people are involved, and the news will spread."

"There are only two ways, either we transport it to the locals, or you come to get it yourself."

Jose frowned and said, "Can you be bolder?"

He came directly to the Wesson Army just because he didn't want the locals to make a fortune. If he sent people himself, the locals would be unhappy when they saw that they didn't make money, and those people wouldn't have to go back.

Charles smiled, took a sip of the not-so-good beer, shook his head and said, "Why should I be so bold?"

"Grand Duke Wesson and I grew up wearing the same pants. Now I am the only son in my family. I am doing my job step by step. I will open a factory and earn so much money a year."

He took his right hand off the girl, stretched out five fingers and walked around, and continued, "It doesn't matter if I sell you some consumables. If it's too big, Grand Duke Wesson will know what he will say?"

Jose didn't know what to say. He thought that since he could get Grand Duke Wesson's second-hand clothes since he was a child, it meant that his family was a close confidant of Grand Duke Wesson. Because he was the only son, he was arranged in a safe and gilded position such as managing logistics.

Such people only need to be gilded in the army for a few years, and they can continue to live a life of luxury when they go back. Naturally, they don't want to do business that will get them hanged.

He earns 500 gold coins a year. Think about his boss, Count Sampaio, who sells his life to grow onions and only earns 300 to 400 gold coins a year.

Now that he is willing to sell something, he might as well make some money and live a life of luxury in the local area.

Jose could only ask: "Is there no other way?"

Charles shrugged and said: "Small business is like this, unless you can get a big business."

Jose frowned, became alert, and asked: "What does big business mean?"

He was thinking, could it be that he wants to be a spy?

Charles said: "Your lord should have some enemies, right?"

"Now those people want to make military merits, but don't know who to fight."

"If your lord can provide some information, I can talk to the higher-ups and pay some money for the information."

Jose narrowed his eyes. This is not asking him to be a spy, but asking his lord to be a spy. This is a big business.

He was about to ask what ability you have to convince the people above, and immediately thought that this person has a close relationship with Grand Duke Wessen, and maybe he can really make a connection.

"I'll convey your message." Jose raised his glass, "I hope we can do a big business."

Three days later, in the manor on the eastern border of the Kingdom of Madeira, where the smell of onions wafted, Charles saw onions as big as basketballs and Jose wearing a tin can.

José saw that the guests were surprised by the onions and couldn't help but say proudly: "Our onions are big, right?"

"You haven't seen such big onions in other places, right?"

Charles nodded, thinking that if Eugene saw these onions, he might be so happy that he would go crazy.

This manor is very simple, or poor.

Fortunately, the host did not use onion soup to entertain the guests, and the tea was still drinkable.

Count Sampaio looked to be in his forties or fifties, but his hair was gray, his eyesight was not very good, and he looked very listless.

The language of the Kingdom of Madeira is somewhat similar to that of the Kingdom of Tarragona, and basically there is no barrier to communication. Sampaio asked, "I heard that you are interested in doing a big business with me?"

Charles said, "I heard that your original territory had more than 30 villages, but now there are only 12 left, right?"

Sampaio was deflated when he heard this. The other party's data was wrong, and another village was lost last night.

He said, "Yesterday, a group of people pretended to be your army and occupied one of my villages."

Charles sat there quietly drinking tea, without saying a word, waiting for the other party to ask for compensation.

Sampaio said slowly, "I can hire your army as mercenaries to recapture that village."

Charles smiled and said, "Our commission is very expensive."

Sampaio sighed, shook his head and said, "Alas, everything is expensive now, food is expensive, mercenaries are expensive, steel is expensive, but onions are not expensive."

"Tell me, how much do you want?"

Charles noticed the important information, thought about it and said, "In order to show our sincerity, we can not charge money for the first transaction, just the spoils."

"But we need a map, otherwise it won't be my business if we take the wrong path and occupy your village. It doesn't matter who we fight anyway."

Sampaio was stunned for a moment, feeling a hint of threat from the other party.

Charles continued: "To us, you are all military honors."

"But you were the first to come to me, and I saw your sincerity, so I tended to cooperate with you."

"In the worst case, I'll go find Count Ortiz. I think she must be interested in your land."

Sampaio almost jumped out of his chair. Ortiz was another neighbor of his, and he was also the most powerful person in robbing his territory.

He can guarantee that as long as the Wesson Army mentions it, Ortiz can let the Wesson Army plunder his territory and city, and Ortiz only wants land.

Sampaio was silent for a moment and asked: "What do you want?"

Charles picked up the tea cup and took a slow sip of tea. After putting down the cup, he looked directly at Sampaio and said seriously: "I want to establish a long-term cooperation."

"I can sell you some goods such as medicines, waterproofing films, hardware tools, etc., provided you provide detailed and reliable maps of the surrounding areas."

"The army needs military merit, and I have no control over that."

“I roped in some people who could help.”

"When the time comes for others to attack the territories of other nobles, we will agree on a time and place, and the people I have recruited will come with the goods to attack your village."

"You can remove people from the village in advance and keep the money."

"Our people pretended to fight, kept the goods, and took away the money."

Sampaio looked at the tea cup in front of him and remained silent for a long time.

After a few minutes, he looked up and said, "I want that yellow basin."

Charles blinked, nodded and said, "No problem."

Sampaio said to Jose: "Bring the map and discuss it with him."

Three days later, Metzger received a strange order. If Frederick had not ordered it himself, he would have thought that the person who ordered it had something wrong with his mind - to bring more than a hundred yellow washbasins and some medicine to attack a village, and then put Leave things behind and leave.

Another company commander was even more confused. He wanted to attack other villages and bring back the loot, but found that there were only a lot of huge onions in the empty village.

A few days later, old Louis, Prince Moritz and other nobles from the Kingdom of Gaul exclaimed in surprise when they saw the huge onions sent by Eugene, and immediately held a banquet with them.

At the same time, Charles pinched Count Ortiz's chin and said, "Madam, you don't want Count Sampaio to cooperate with us in attacking your territory, right?"