Wandering Knight Start: I have a simple data panel

When this batch of smuggled weapons reaches the terminal, the price is two or three times higher.

But William and the distributors in the middle must make some money.

So, 50% is actually very conscientious.

If Fernandez hadn't come from the Great Xia Empire, he would not have given this price.

After all, it is a reward for you to kneel down and make money for the master, and you still dare to bargain?

"Not enough, if you pay in cash, this price is not enough." Fernandez shook his head.

William looked dissatisfied, but he heard what the other party meant, so he asked: "It seems that the gentleman has his own ideas about the payment method."

"I want slaves to pay off the debt, so I can use this price to settle."

"That's it? It's simple. How much do you want? I have as much as you want." William was full of confidence.

He thought Fernandez wanted to resell slaves and make another profit. This was not a big deal. He would also make a profit by reselling them.

"No, what I want is... white slaves."

Fernandez's words made William's face change drastically, and he slammed the table.

"Do you know what you are talking about? This is my compatriot." William was furious. Are all merchants in the Great Xia Empire so brave?

"I'll pay more! Three times the price!" Fernandez used his trump card.

William stared at him intently, breathing heavily.

Fernandez thought he was going to do it.

"Not enough, this is my compatriot, I want to pay more, five times."

Good guy, it turns out that he wants to pay more.

Problems that can be solved with money are not problems.

After all, the New Holy Cross Kingdom has a foundation to support it, and it is not so poor that it can't make ends meet.

This trade can lose money, as long as slaves are bought.

"Five times, okay." Fernandez did not bargain, this price is still a little far from his bottom line.

William was so happy that he regretted it a little.

Conscience?

William didn't know how much conscience was worth, but he would definitely make a lot more money without conscience.

The two negotiated further on the details, and then had a good meal.

Before leaving, William took out Fernandez's customs declaration list and crossed out the last half page.

"Make a new one, and my people will come back tomorrow to help you complete the tax declaration procedure."

He was showing his strength. At least in the customs, William's signboard worked well.

Fernandez certainly cooperated with a little surprise, but he didn't think much of this guy in his heart.

Decay and chaos, it seemed to remind him of the former Holy Cross Kingdom.

In this era of comparison, this is the norm.

It doesn't matter, anyway, everyone is rotten.

It's a pity that Derek appeared in the southern continent, so he killed everyone.

Now it seems that the Lionheart Kingdom is the same stuff, but I don't know how long it can last.

Sure enough, the tax officer boarded the ship the next day, just as if he didn't see it, and casually checked it, and then issued a tax declaration confirmation form.

These smuggled weapons did not pay a penny, and became black goods and flowed directly into the colonies.

William led people to unload the goods directly, and openly moved away all the hot weapons including a cannon.

During this period, he also proposed to buy all of Fernandez's goods, but the latter refused.

William didn't care. With his power in the customs, he could buy any imported goods. He just wanted to bring the two sides closer.

Fernandez shook his head. He was so arrogant that he didn't know whether he was confident or arrogant.

But this is the era. No one will investigate.

After all... who in the hall sued me?

Unless something happened above.

Of course, this has nothing to do with me.

I... Fernandez, just a weak, innocent and legal businessman.

Although he successfully finalized a batch of slaves from William, Fernandez's ambitions are more than that.

He found a shop in the colony and opened a trading company directly.

That is, he carried out some normal business and also saw if there were any white women who were willing to go to the Great Xia Empire to pan for gold.

After all, free is the most fragrant.

...

The company opened by Fernandez happened to be opposite a store in Sanger.

Our Senator Sanger was checking the accounts in the store.

"The transaction volume in the last month is still decreasing. Have you found the reason?"

The employee standing opposite was sweating anxiously, fearing that he would be drowned by this big shot.

But this is really not his fault!

"Boss, I have tried very hard to maintain the business, but there are more and more goods from the Daxia Empire, and the prices are even similar to ours. Those people would rather buy goods from the Daxia Empire than our lower-priced substitutes."

Sanger felt that his IQ was insulted.

"Isn't it said that civilians hate Daxia people the most? Why are they still rushing to buy Daxia's goods?"

He stared at the manager he hired at a high price. If the other party didn't give a reasonable reason, he would give him a barrel villa tonight.

The manager was even more afraid and hurried to explain: "These civilians are cheap skins. They cursed hard, but they like Daxia's products and think... Daxia's products are more advanced."

"Isn't this a cheap act?" Sanger felt incomprehensible. Has he been away from the masses for too long? Why does it sound so awkward?

"That's right, it's just a slut." The manager looked extremely angry, his mouth smacked: "Just like my wife, she used to curse the people of Daxia, but recently..."

The manager shut up halfway through the conversation, almost revealing the secret of the green grassland above his head.

Sangger forgave him, this was really an innocent crime.

Leaving the store and getting on the carriage, Sangger suddenly shouted: "Find a few people to check..."

"Boss, are you checking the ideological problems of those civilians?" The attendant asked attentively.

"Well, this should also be checked, but... check what happened to the manager's wife." Councillor Sangger was still unsatisfied.

The ideological changes of civilians must be supervised, but why does it feel so uncomfortable to not listen to this gossip.

The attendant was silent, feeling speechless.

The carriage continued to start, Sangger turned his head and saw that a new business had opened opposite.

Through the window, he saw a brand new sign.

"Cross Business!!"

Sangger didn't care, this street was considered a commercial street, new stores opened every week, and some stores closed down, which was too normal.

What he was worried about now was that business was getting harder and harder.

"Go find Benjamin."

Member Sanger ordered. He had never thought that the Great Xia Empire would become his competitor.

Some external tricks are not easy to use, so we can only tap the potential internally.

This depends on the technical team led by Benjamin.

It just so happens that this talent seems to have been neglected recently, and he needs to send a wave of warmth quickly.

"Just a batch of new stuff has arrived, so take Benjamin to try it."