Chapter 705 20 Danar Defense Battle
The Empire calendar in the early morning of December 15, 1447.
Matiken's armpits were sandwiched in the new issue of the "Mast" and walked into the tea restaurant next to the brand of the brand.
As soon as he took the seat, the familiar servant beside him was skilled in handing a cup of black tea with an exchange form.
Matiken didn't rush to look at it. He leaned on the velvet cushion seat, but his eyes looked out from the expensive glass pane.
The exchange of the Cavaliers Castle stands in the low street houses, and the beggars of three or two are curled up under the corner.
In front of the exchange, the "Ding" Sancha Road was quiet, and the rows of lane trees shake the branches and leaves.
The sea breeze blows off the leaves, and the bare branches shake, as if paying tribute to Matiken.
Sure enough, he was the first.
Although it was no different from the door of the exchange, there was no difference in coming sooner and evening, but Matiken was still proud of his diligence.
Other oligopoly people's owners often go to sleep until noon, but he comes here at five o'clock a day to find out news.
Have you ever seen the imprint city at five in the morning?
This kind of diligence is the biggest reason why Matiken's father and son can change from bankruptcy baron to today's business oligarch.
From the acquisition of the first sugar workshop to the largest sugar industry monopoly oligopoly, how much blood and rain have been experienced.
或许马鸠尔现在能说句不过些许风霜罢了，可在当时与他同期的有多少埋骨乱葬岗？
Of course, this is also relying on the windmills of the Laia Laos. If there is no support from His Royal Highness, where is the current market?
You know, Matiken can become an oligopoly, mainly to sell white sugar in the country of Laians.
Otherwise, where is such a large market share?
The price is Matiken and other commercial nobles. They have to use money to control the city council and the city hall, forcing them to share Raia's commercial tax and pay the redemption fee on time.
After drinking a sip of black tea, Matiken showed an elegant smile on his face: "The waiter, you come, this gold pound, you replaced it with Danar and send it to those beggars.
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It's about to be New Yuan Festival, I don't want to see someone starving at this time. "
"You are so compassionate."
The gold pound was replaced with a bag of Da Nal, and when the waiter left, Matiken was proud.
He does not hesitate to make some charity, which is very helpful for his reputation and the status in the parliament.
He chased the waiter out of the house and approached the beggars, but his eyes were condensed.
Obviously about five o'clock, you chased me with a dozen carriages, and the horses of the latter carriage were about to extend their heads into the front wheels.
More than a dozen carriages drifted collectively before the exchange, and even before they stopped, the unreasonable agents jumped off the carriage like dumplings.
Some of them fell, some lame feet, but they rushed towards the exchange firmly.
What happened?
Matiken put the tea cup and put it on his mouth, but was attracted by this scene, and he did not drink it.
After the carriage took the lead, he could hear the sound of the rumbling footsteps.
The floods bypass the mountains, and thousands of turbid flooding citizens appear in Matiken's sight.
They scrambled to push, bending their knees on their knees, their heads with their heads, and sweat flowing from one person's neck to another person's arm.
The noisy voice seemed to be dozens of bands on the ears knocking gongs and drums, wearing rough hemp, woolen short shirts, and brocades, screaming, and pinching the contract and contract in their hands.
Looking at the two people running from both sides of the street, Matiken's expression gradually became dignified.
If it is just a few agents, it can be said that it is a small fluctuation, and now there are so many people, what are the big storms.
Especially after he saw the owner of the Ferlian family, he stood up.
Picking up the napkin on his thigh wiped his mouth randomly, Matiken lost a gold pound on the table, turned around and turned towards the door.
As soon as he arrived at the door, he saw his agent just arrived. He immediately held his collar: "What's going on?"
"Mr. Matthel, there is a big deal. Yesterday's dam city, 48,000 yuan of refined white sugar went ashore.
The moment when I heard "48,000 refined white sugar go ashore", Matiken couldn't hear it clearly later.
His face was graceful and luxurious, and his blood gradually dissipated, leaving only pale. Matumo is a big oligopoly, and he loses much more horrible than Vanmel.
Regardless of the white sugar accumulated in the warehouse, the futures contracts in the current market are enough to make him lose tens of thousands of gold pounds.
Forty -eight thousands of sugar, this can catch up with the market for one year. If you want to maintain the price of sugar, you need to spend millions of gold pounds to buy.
This is a million pound!
The Laia royal family is only a million pounds a year?
But even if they can make up millions of mobile funds, it is too late to prevent the trend of sugar price loss.
The minimum price of sugar must be dived by 40 %!
At that time, the capital chain was broken, the workshop and the dock could not be opened, and then the forced collection was over.
Matiken is not the most afraid of this. These low -priced white sugar rush in will definitely occupy the market share of the local sugar house.
These sugar houses are the source of Matiken's wealth.
The futures lose, just a few days.
The market share of the white sugar was occupied, and he was really going back to the original shape.
His sugar workshop uses the most advanced drops of legal sugar, and the monthly output is less than 20.
There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!
48,000 sugar, how did they do it?
"This is a malicious dumping, this is a malicious dumping!" Matiken roared, his hands trembled, and the stations were unstable. "Let's go to the city hall and call the court ruling."
"Mr. Mattier, let's cut the meat to reduce the loss." The agent was so anxious that it was incomplete. "This batch of sugar is the distribution of El Chamber of Commerce. Where will the judge speak for us?"
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Matiken immediately reacted, this is the group of the Ali people!
Holding the wrist of the agent, Matiken told me fiercely: "You go to buy a turnover, the faster the better, the more the better, the more you look at the dock, I will find other families."
Although his expression was firm, he still made a sound of teeth bumps in his mouth.
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When a dozen more corpses jumped off the corpse of the dam city bell, the white sugar market at the end of the windmill land officially opened at the end of the year.
Three days of work, oligarchs desperately sniped, stabilizing the price of sugar at about 28 Danar.
But Ayr is not vegetarian.
This time, the El people were aimed at the warehouse and workshops of the oligopoly.
Starting on the fourth day, the aristocrats of the Ali and Hongyeqiu officially entered the venue.
The flow of people in the exchange screams, crying back and forth, and the hustle and bustle sound is mixed together.
The agents were mourning, "Don't be afraid, this is just technical adjustment", but the price of sugar sugar fell almost at the speed of Nalt almost half an hour.
In the "Mast", the Stom Wende's family issued a public post for several days in a row, calling on the public to defend the price of sugar, to fight the 20 Danar defending war, and stick to the 20 Danar bottom line.
Unfortunately, the 20th Da Nal's defending war was just a day, and the Stom Wind family suddenly took three major ships to the flange.
The price of white sugar dropped immediately.
The price of white sugar fell below 20 Danar the next day, and there was a lot of luxurious bodies under the bell.
However, this is not the most scared of the master and speculators of the sugar workshop, because the most scared of them is the news of the merchant.
In the Golden and Silver Flower Port of the Kingdom of France, some people saw five merchant ships under the Qiaku Valley Trading Corporation.
The settlement of the speculators in September is mostly at the end of the year. If you come to five ships of sugar at this time, everyone will not live.
On the rumor full of flying windmill exchanges, the panic's emotions grew crazy, so they once again remembered the "Yilin", which is "related" by the Chito Valley.
The "Yilin" newspaper of the original Menke Ronar became the second place in the dam city.
People gathered in front of the three -story small building. Those who came early can still occupy a position in the tea restaurant. Those who come late can only squat under the eaves.
Unfortunately, the door of the "Yilin" newspaper is locked.
The only news that the door can be given is -the printing room was burned out of fire, and it was difficult to issue before repair.
There is only one idea in the hearts of these waiting newspapers: Where did Lufir go?
(End of this chapter)