Magus Tech (Technological Wizard)

"Crack, click!"

Half an hour later, Anne Pangpo appeared in the room on the second floor of an extremely gorgeous restaurant in St. Louis.

There was a table of expensive and sumptuous dishes in front of her, but she basically didn't move, but she was very interested in a plate of pale yellow human-shaped biscuits, one by one, she held them with her hands and sent them to her mouth to bite, making a crisp sound.

That is gingerbread, made with ghee, sugar, ginger powder, cinnamon powder, clove powder, honey, eggs, fine flour, etc. Among them, ginger powder, a necessary raw material, is not produced locally in St. Louis, and needs to be transported from a distant place. The price is extremely expensive, so it is not something ordinary people or small nobles can taste.

Annie kept eating gingerbread, with a blank expression on her face. Not far from her, Li Cha stood silently. Standing on the other side was Brando, with his head bowed, his expression depressed, his brows furrowed, and he was racking his brains to think about how to restore his image in Miss Anne's eyes.

At this time, the door of the room was suddenly pushed open without warning, and a figure walked in and shouted, "Annie!"

"Who!" Brando jumped up in a jerk, and quickly stopped him, worrying that he would not find a chance to show off, so he made a full gesture at this time.

Seeing a young man in a gorgeous purple dress walking in from the door, Brando showed vigilant eyes and asked as if examining a prisoner, "Who are you? What can I do with Miss Anne?"

"Me?" The man in purple who walked in smiled and raised the corners of his mouth, "I'm Annie's friend! As for you, you are his new guard..."

Looking at Brando up and down, a green light flashed in the eyes of the man in purple: "Well, are you a third-level wizard apprentice? Your strength is not bad, but you almost want to stop me. At least wait until you become a first-level wizard."

Brando's expression froze, sensing the mana fluctuation deliberately exposed by the man in purple, his eyes shrank.

At this moment, the man in purple smiled, looked at Brando very gentlemanly and asked, "Then, can you step aside for me now?"

"I..." Brando turned to look at Annie.

Annie made a wave gesture.

Brando understood, looked at the man in purple again, and shouted imposingly at the next moment: "Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

As he said that, he turned around abruptly, walked to Annie's side and stood still.

This made the man in purple stunned for a moment, but he was only stunned for a while. He quickly realized that he ignored Brando, looked at Annie and said hello, "Annie, I just passed by here and saw your family's carriage parked outside. , I thought it was you who came here, so I came here specially to meet you."

"Is that so?" Annie listened, her face didn't have much enthusiasm, she didn't even have the kindness of a friend, and she said in a voice that didn't fluctuate much, "Then you have met now, you can leave and go to your business thing."

"Don't." The man in purple smiled, "I have something else I want to tell you."

"You are the real reason why you came to see me, right?" Annie rolled her eyelids and said.

After being exposed, the man in purple smiled awkwardly: "Well, I knew it, and I can't hide it from you. After all, your intelligence is obvious to all..."

"What's the matter?" Annie interrupted the man in purple and asked directly, too lazy.

"It's like this." The man in purple sat down, rubbed his hands and said, "You should know that this year's tax will be paid soon. My family agreed with your family last year to 30%. But within this year, my family The profitability of the company is not good, and several bad things happened, almost burning down the warehouse of the entire family residence. You should have heard of it. So, I thought, can we lower this tax by 20% how?"

"You shouldn't talk to me about this, I don't care about family matters." Annie glanced at the man in purple and said.

"Yes, yes, I know you don't care, but I also know that you have the ability to manage. So, can you help me?" The purple-clothed man laughed.

"Even if I can help, I won't help you." Annie said,

"The agreement of 30% is already low enough, and 20% is absolutely impossible. It cannot break the bottom line of the Pangbo family."

"Oh, actually, as far as I know, this is not the bottom line, Annie?" The man in purple winked at Annie, and said, "I heard that you and the Dumen family agreed on 20% of the tax."

Annie raised her eyebrows and looked at the man in purple: "Are you well informed, Claire! The agreement between us and the Dumen family is absolutely confidential. I'm curious where you heard about it."

"Ha, I have my own channels for this, so you just say it's right?" said the man in purple.

Annie's expression became serious, she looked directly at the man in purple and said, "That's right, the agreement between my family and the Dumen family is indeed 20% of the tax, but there are conditions. The first is that the time is only three years. The second, then It is the Dumen family who handed over all their iron mines to us. Claire, can your Snow family do it?"

"Well... if we can really get 20% of the tax, we can indeed do it. The iron mines and the like, just the ones by the Luyin River, can be handed over to you like the Dumen family." The man in purple said.

Annie sneered after hearing this: "Oh, then I really want to say, your family is generous enough! The Dumen family has a total of twelve iron mines handed over to us, and your Snow family, the iron mines by the Green River , there are only two in total, and the bigger one is almost full of light.

If your family really wants to reduce the tax to 20%, well, you can exchange the seven copper mines and one silver mine of your family, not to mention 20%, but 10%! "

"This—" the purple-clothed man named Claire's expression froze slightly, and he looked at Annie with a little displeasure and said, "Annie, this is a bit exaggerated. Our family relies on these few mines. For your family, what do we live on."

"You rely on a lot of things. As far as I know, your family has acquired a total of 27 large and small manors and eight villages in the past few years, sold dozens of shops in St. Louis City, and monopolized more than half of the spices. Business." Annie said in a deep voice.

While speaking, he picked up a piece of gingerbread on the plate and said, "Let's just talk about this gingerbread. The ginger powder inside must pass through your family's hands before it can be brought to St. Louis City. The price is exaggerated. Just relying on this alone, Enough for your family to survive?

Claire, don't pretend to be poor. Your family has developed very well in the past few years, and in some places it has greatly surpassed our Pangbo family. Therefore, it is impossible to reduce the 30% tax, and it will increase to 40% next year. "

Claire's complexion changed, and her gaze sank: "Annie, I thought we were friends, and you made me a little sad by doing this."

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