The Extraordinary Earl

Inside the beauty tavern.

The huge chandelier was filled with candles, and the candle flames kept emitting light and illuminated the entire tavern.

The guests below were very enthusiastic about Pompeii wine. Some people have already drank more than a dozen glasses of wine, but because the knight's body is strong, he can withstand alcohol very well.

Not only were they not drunk, they were in high spirits and very comfortable.

"Another glass of Pompeii wine." A customer slammed the wine glass on the bar and yelled at Hawking.

"Okay." Hawking forced a smile, asked another bartender to pour wine for the guest, and then walked away from the bar and came to where Luther and Mr. Al were.

"Mr. Luther." Hawking said politely.

"The wine is sold out?" Luther guessed Hawking's intention.

"A hundred barrels of wine have been sold out?" Mr. Al almost stood up in surprise, and the fire in his heart became even hotter.

One hundred barrels of wine were sold out so quickly, and it looks like another hundred barrels can be sold.

The Golden City is very large, with a very large number of mercenaries, plus ordinary nobles and middle class people who like Pompeii wine.

So how terrible should the sales of Pompeii wine be?

"Yes, it has been sold out. I will send you ninety gold coins later, but before that, can you ship some more wine?" Hawking asked very politely.

According to the oral contract of consignment, a barrel of wine is sold for one silver coin as a commission, and a barrel of wine is sold for one gold coin. Luther will pay Hawking ten gold coins. One hundred barrels of wine and ninety gold coins.

"I've prepared it a long time ago. It's on the street at the north corner. You can send someone to pick it up. As for the wine money, you can just send someone to deliver it to Chelsea Company tomorrow."

Luther picked up his hat and coat and planned to walk out of the tavern.

The matter has come to an end, there is no need to look further.

"Okay." Hawking was very surprised and nodded happily. Immediately, Mr. Al and Luther walked out of the Beauty Tavern and got on the carriage parked on another street. Then the carriage started and headed to the hotel where Luther was staying.

"Luther, what do you think of me being the Pompeii wine agent for your Libyan Earldom?" Mr. Al wanted to say something several times, but he kept hesitating. When the carriage arrived at the door of Luther's hotel, Mr. Al finally couldn't help but ask.

I'm really sorry, but he once commented that Pompeii wine was horse urine.

But do it for money.

Face can be put aside.

"I think so too." Luther smiled and patted Mr. Al's shoulder. He didn't say anything bitter at this time, because it didn't make any sense.

If you want to expand your network in this golden city, don't offend anyone.

Besides, the top wealthy people in the Golden City, including Mr. Al, just despise Pompeii wine, are not used to drinking Pompeii wine, and call Pompeii wine horse urine.

But he has always been very polite to Luther.

"We will sign the contract tomorrow, and I will hand over to you the four to five thousand barrels of Pompeii wine that I have stored in the Sabretooth Tiger Mercenary Group's station. But first of all, the travel expenses are yours."

Luther said.

We are all partners, and all accounts are settled. Judging from the current popularity of Pompeii wine, Luther can make a fortune from four to five thousand barrels of wine.

Now that it has been transferred to the agent Mr. Al, Luther cannot lose all the travel expenses.

"Of course." Mr. Al nodded and said.

Immediately, Luther got off the carriage and went to see the hotel where he was staying. The carriage paused for a moment at the door of the hotel, and Mr. Al watched Luther enter the hotel. I sighed.

"Luther, Pompey is indeed a trustworthy businessman."

Immediately, Mr. Al muttered again.

"As a qualified businessman, you really can't trust your own tongue. We, a bunch of top wealthy people in the Golden City, were all deceived by our own tongues. Pompeii wine is definitely not horse urine, it is white gold."

Soon after, Mr. Al left in a carriage.

………………

Pompeii wine has completely become popular in the Golden City. The nobles despise the existence of horse urine, but it has gained the support of mercenaries.

Mercenaries are a wealthy bunch.

They wielded their swords and won gold coins in battle after battle. They are also willing to drink to buy themselves a drunken drink.

The spending power of mercenaries cannot be ignored.

Luther signed a contract with Mr. Al and transferred four to five thousand barrels of wine to Mr. Al. In just three days, these wines had been sold out.

On the day of the signing of the contract, Luther sent people to Pompeii to urge Mrs. Sophie to speed up the production of Pompeii wine. On this day, Mr. Al sent his team to Pompeii to purchase Pompeii wine.

But it will take at least fifty days for the team to go back and forth.

Mr. Al was very anxious.

The sun was shining brightly on this day, dissipating the coolness of spring. In about a while, the whole of Orange should be hot.

In the hotel where Luther stayed.

Luther booked a suite with several rooms. Not only Luther stayed in the hotel, but also the escort knights who accompanied him for protection.

There was a small living room in the suite, and Luther was sitting on a chair with his legs crossed, drinking coffee. Mr. Al, on the other hand, was pacing the room anxiously.

"It takes at least forty or fifty days to go back and forth between the Golden City and Pompeii. Now Pompeii wine has just started to be sold, with more than a thousand barrels sold every day, not to mention expanding the business to the entire Libyan countland. That would be tens of thousands of gold coins per month.”

Mr. Al said anxiously.

No one doesn’t love money. There is nothing more painful than making money but having no supply of goods.

The County of Libya is the largest and most prosperous territory in the entire Orange Province. It accounts for approximately one-tenth of the province's population.

This market is very big.

If Mr. Al can sell 100,000 barrels of wine per month, then Luther will earn 25,000 gold coins from it. If the wine can be sold throughout Orange, that will be an astonishing 250,000 gold coins per month.

Of course, this is just speculation.

No one knows how much wine can actually be sold.

Because the Golden City is home to many large mercenary groups, a large number of mercenaries gather here and provide a market. It is difficult to say about other places.

And Luther felt that after the sales channels were laid out, the Pompeii family might make a profit of about 150,000 to 200,000 gold coins every month because of the Pompeii wine business.

For now, this money can't do much good. However, the short-term goal of allowing Old Sol to increase eight immunity levels and expand the Pompeii family's top combat power can still be achieved.

The only thing that gives Luther a headache now is that Pompeii wine used to be sold to the entire Barton collar. The scale of production has not increased.

It was a big step for the winery to expand its business to the whole of Orange.

Fortunately.

It will take some time for sales channels to be rolled out, which is a buffer time.