Chapter 611 Long-term Cooperation
In border areas, there are always various smugglers.
Many seemingly hidden smuggling merchant groups are actually the black gloves of local nobles just like the robbers outside.
The other side heard that Weisen's army was coming, and soon some brave people came over to negotiate.
In a tavern in the fortress, the place was reserved tonight, and there were two men sitting at the only table, with a ragged girl in their arms.
Jose, who calls himself the smuggler leader, asks the young man in front of him: "What can you get?"
Frederick, who called himself Quartermaster Charles, replied: "It is impossible to get weapons and anything with numbers out, and it will be traced to whose hands they were last, unless you can bribe Archduke Wesson not to pursue this matter."< br>
"I can sell you some consumables."
Jose thought to himself that if he could see Archduke Wesson, he would come to such a ghost place, and asked: "What if I pretend to fight a war while patrolling the border and drop supplies?"
"No." Charles immediately shook his head, "There are clear rewards and punishments in the army. If you always lose, you will be sent to raise horses. If you always win, others will fight for it."
"There are too many people involved, and word will get out."
"There are only two ways, either we transport it to the locals, or you get it yourself."
Jose frowned and said, "Can you be braver?"
He just didn't want the locals to take advantage of him, so he came over to find Wei Senjun directly. If he sent people here, the locals would be unhappy when they saw that they had no money to make, and those people would not have to go back.
Charles smiled, took a sip of the not-so-drinking beer, shook his head and said, "Why do I have to be so bold?"
"Grand Duke Wesson and I grew up wearing the same pair of trousers. Now I am the only son in the family. I work step by step now. When I go back and open a factory, I can earn so much in a year."
As he spoke, he took his right hand off the girl's body, stretched out five fingers to look around, and continued: "It doesn't matter if I sell you some consumables. If it gets too big and Grand Duke Wesson finds out, guess what he will do." Say?”
Jose didn't know what to say. He thought that since he had been able to 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. And because he was an only son, he was assigned to a safe gold-plated position like managing logistics. superior.
Such people only need to serve in the army for a few years to become rich, and then they can continue to live and drink when they return. Naturally, they are not willing to engage in a business where they will be hanged.
His income is five hundred gold coins a year. Think about it, his boss, Count Sampaio, only earns three to four hundred gold coins a year by selling his life growing onions.
Now that he is willing to sell some things, he might as well make some money and spend a lot of time in the local area.
Jose could only ask: "Is there no other way?"
Charles shrugged and said: "That's what small business is, unless you can get big business."
Jose frowned, alert, and asked: "What does big business mean?"
He was thinking, maybe he wants to be a spy?
What Charles said: "Does your lord have any enemies?"
"Now those people want to make military exploits, but they don't know which one to fight."
"If your lord can provide some information, I can talk to the superiors and pay some money to buy the information."
Jose narrowed his eyes. He was not looking for him to be a spy, but for his own lord to be a spy. This business was big enough.
He was about to ask if you have any ability to convince the people above him, but he immediately thought that this person has a very close relationship with Archduke Wesson, and he might be able to build a bridge.
"I will convey your message." Jose raised his glass, "I hope we can do a big business."
Three days later, in a manor on the eastern border of the Kingdom of Madeira that smelled of onions, Charles saw an onion as big as a basketball and Jose wearing a tin can.
When Jose saw that the guests were surprised by the onions, he couldn't help but said proudly: "Aren't our onions big?"
"Have you never seen such a big onion anywhere else?"
Charles nodded, thinking that if Eugene saw these onions, he might go crazy with joy.
The estate was modest, or rather poor.
Fortunately, the host did not serve onion soup to the guests, and the tea was still drinkable.
Count Sampaio looked to be in his forties or fifties, but his hair was gray, his eyes were not good, and he was very lethargic.
The language of the Kingdom of Madeira is somewhat similar to that of the Kingdom of Tarago, and communication is basically barrier-free. Sampaio asked: "I heard that you are interested in doing a big business with me?"
Charles said: "I heard that there were more than thirty villages in your original territory, but now there are only twelve left. That's right."
Sampaio was discouraged when he heard that the other party's data was wrong, and there was no one 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 his reward.
Sampaio said slowly: "I can hire your army as mercenaries to recover that village."
Charles smiled and said: "Our commission is very expensive."
Sampaio sighed, shook his head and said, "Well, everything is expensive now. Food is more expensive, mercenaries are more expensive, steel is more expensive, but onions are not more expensive."
"Tell me, how much do you want?"
Charles noticed the important information, thought for a while and said: "To show sincerity, we don't need to charge money for the first sale, just the loot."
"But we need a map, otherwise it will be none of my business if we take the wrong road 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, waterproof films, hardware tools, etc., provided you provide detailed and reliable maps of the surrounding areas."
"The army needs military merit, I have no control over this."
"I've roped in some people who can 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 the 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 raised his head and said: "I want that yellow washbasin."
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 hadn't ordered it himself, he would have thought there was something wrong with the person who ordered it - to bring more than a hundred yellow washbasins and some medicine to attack a village, and then put them there. 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 held Count Ortiz's chin and said: "Madam, you don't want Count Sampaio to cooperate with us in attacking your territory, do you?"
(End of chapter)