More than an hour later, Yacharin and Pierce, who were riding in the luxurious carriage, finally arrived late.

Mr. Renault gathered the white men from all over the manor and lined up at the disheveled gate to welcome him.

Lorraine did not join in the fun. After meeting Henna, he only asked the accompanying lieutenant to lead the sailors out first and formed Yacharin's guards at the fork.

As for himself... the third floor guest room, a glass of fine wine, and the huge floor-to-ceiling windows have excellent viewing angles. The only thing that is not enough is probably that you can't hear the actor's lines anyway.

But this kind of thing doesn't matter. Lorraine knows clearly what they can say.

The slightest sound of rocking the door sounded behind him, and Henna walked in and grinded her coffee at the bar.

Lorraine took a look in surprise: "Why did you suddenly remember to grind coffee with your hand?"

"Chief Maid."

"Captain Maid? From Renault Manor?"

Henna nodded slightly, her eyes never left the small balance in her hand: "The maid said that the nobles like to mix coffee during conversations. Different topics have different ratios. As a reserved metaphor, they are closer than tea and wine. I want to give it a try."

Lorraine was full of strange expressions when she heard it: "When did you get familiar with that...?"

"I'm not familiar with it, she wants to know Yacharin's dietary preferences and ask me for it."

Perhaps he had already matched the coffee beans, Henna finally let go of the balance, poured the three kinds of beans into the hand grinding, and then turned the handle.

The fine powder of the coffee beans flows out from the mouth of the mortar and accumulates on the snow-white filter paper, one black and one white, complementing each other.

Lorraine put down her wine glass with great interest: "What kind of coffee is served this time?"

"Fruit-flavored mocha. 40% Guatemala, 30% Kilimanjaro, and the Mocha Plateau Hala, which is obviously the main ingredient, is not the highest proportion. It has a strong aroma but is obscure, which is most suitable for those who do not show up in front of the stage."

She installed the siphon stove, laid a filter cloth, added water, and ignited it. She saw that the water in the pot was slowly sucked into the filter tank, and then poured the coffee powder into it. She stirred gently with a stirring rod every 15-20 seconds.

When the heat source is removed and the bottom stove is cooled, the brewed coffee flows back into the pot through the filter cloth, leaving only insoluble residue on the filter cloth. A cup of orthodox hand-grinding coffee is finally completed. Pour into the cup and saucer, then apply cream foam, and place it firmly in front of Lorraine.

Henna's hands are very clever.

Although it was the first time I made coffee, there were no fancy patterns on the floating cream, the clean cup edge and uniform liquid level could still convey the producer's attention and focus.

Lorraine smiled and took a thin glass stick, slid it a few times, and drew a light mark of Assassin on the butter layer, and then she felt satisfied.

"Hena made the first cup of coffee, and then she will call Asathinmoca from now on."

"Asashin...Mocha?"

"Don't you like it? That's what the chief maid taught you, why don't you call Maid Mocha?"

"I'm going to collapse it now."

"sorry……"

As Henna said, the fruity mocha has a very unique characteristic. It is obviously full of fragrance like the top fragrant tea, but it is covered by thick foaming cream. In addition to the drinker being able to keep a fragrance on his teeth and cheeks, he can even smell the second smell other than bitterness.

Low-key and restrained.

Lorraine finished her coffee beautifully, crossed her fingers and looked at Henna with a smile.

"I've finished drinking, can I tell me my thoughts now?"

Henna subconsciously turned her head: "It's not a matter of worry...it's just that good medicine is bitter."

Lorraine frowned: "Are you worried I'm doing something wrong?"

"You've bet too much." Henna put away the saucer. "Unlike climbing cliffs and raids, you left too many unstable factors in Le Loran. Attack the manor, what if the guards fight back?"

"Kill a few, or a dozen? They are not professional soldiers, and the deterrence plus enough blood to make them give up their duties and send Mr. Renault to me."

"Where is £4,000? Why do you have to be sure that £4,000 can help us deceive locals? If..."

"Do you think 4,000 pounds is a commission?" Lorraine looked at Henna's anxious face with laughter and cry. "From Mr. Renault's perspective, 4,000 pounds is his reward for acting in this game?"

"Isn't it? Zieg's identity is fake, you have said that Renault made it clear that he didn't remember teaching this student."

Lorraine looked at Henna quietly, waiting for her to calm down.

"I vaguely feel that maybe you should have more contact with some chamber of commerce affairs."

"Chamber of Commerce?"

"Yes, the daily affairs of the Drake Chamber of Commerce, such as finance, assets, personnel, systems, etc."

"Don't avoid topics."

"I didn't shy away from the topic. In fact, if Carmen was here, she should be a better candidate for explanation than me. She is very good at convincing people."

Lorraine scratched her hair in embarrassment.

"Let's talk about the difficulties of the Renault family first. Because Mr. Renault's second son-in-law was an early pioneer and his second daughter was not good at socializing, the New World Intelligence Department has always paid little attention to them. We have no way to know the size and status of the chamber of commerce. The only thing we can know is that they encountered pirates, people, ships, cargo, and losses a few months ago, and the chamber of commerce fell into a financial crisis."

"Why take advantage of this crisis?" Lorraine asked himself, "It should have told us enough information for this news."

"The Drake Chamber also started with a penniless small chamber of commerce. You should still remember the situation when you were in Ergen and Southampton."

"As a shipping chamber, we make a living by price difference in other places. Small chambers without strength cannot get the privilege of credit. After having a certain amount of strength, we will try our best to avoid debt generation, because the interest on debt will increase cost expenditure, which is contrary to the principle of maximizing profits."

"This is the principle of limited trade. Cargo and ships are the assets of the chamber of commerce. Only personnel are hired. Even if they are lost, they will only cause muscles and no bones."

"However, intelligence tells us that the chamber of commerce's plight included compensation for goods, and they exceeded the principle of limited trade."

"Under what circumstances will the Chamber of Commerce give up the principle of limited trade of security? The answer is naturally an opportunity. In the face of huge benefits, the Chamber of Commerce decides to make a big effort. If the success is successful, the scale will increase greatly, and if the failure is defeated, the vitality will be greatly damaged. At this time, merchants and gamblers are no different."

"We have also experienced such a big bet. The far away are the decisive battle between Cantabrian and the French-owned Fleet, and the nearest are naturally the New Orleans smuggling contracts we signed, which are beyond the strength of the Drake Chamber of Commerce at that time."

"The same is true for this chamber of commerce in the Renault family. It can be guessed that they obtained a batch of expensive goods by chance, with someone in hand and transportation capacity. Once they take action, they can make huge profits, but they have no funds."

"So they used the method of credit, which strengthened the future of the chamber of commerce and the credibility of the family, but ended up with a total loss."

"Suppose their ships are the common Skuna or the main force of the ocean inland, Brigentina or Brig, then they bet on all the goods themselves, the value of the goods must be greater than five thousand pounds."

"The goods of at least five thousand pounds, as well as the pensions of personnel and the daily expenses of the Chamber of Commerce, but the loss of the main merchant ships has greatly reduced their inputs... Their financial gap is so big that four thousand pounds are not enough to solve any problem."

Lorraine came to the conclusion firmly and smiled more and more proudly in front of Henna.

Henna opened her mouth slightly: "So... four thousand pounds are just gifts?"

"Yes. An ordinary meeting gift, the right value given to the mentor by a student who has been together for a long time but is not short of money. Money is only the most suitable form of expression at this stage. If Mr. Renault did not encounter such an unforgettable disaster, it would be no different if it was replaced with fine wine or handicrafts."

Henna became more and more confused: "In this way, isn't Renault even less of a reason to help us?"

"Who said he was helping us?" Lorraine sneered coldly, "First of all, the Aegnahou of Porto, this family is real, he is a royal branch, and there is no falsehood."

"Mr. Renault's glorious past is also true, losing power, and exile is also a real experience."

"Information also says that he is highly respected in Martinique and is the first choice of etiquette enlightenment in Martinique's upper class society. He has great connections and influence, but are they real?"

"A man with a glorious past and great influence is not a member of Martinique, and he has not even been able to join the regional council in a remote country like Le Loran, and has no say in local affairs."

"I have been immigrating for more than 20 years, but my assets are not abundant, and my in-laws are not obvious. My second son-in-law has encountered a small crisis, but he is helpless about it."

"Too many things can prove that he may really have a huge social circle, but both his connections and influence are fake."

"For the squire of Martinique, his etiquette and knowledge are indispensable decorations for children, and he himself... is nothing."

Lorraine stood up in a teasing tone, spread her hands and drew two semicircles.

"Let's put ourselves in the shoes of Mr. Renault, who has been brilliant and noble, but has lived a life of no dignity after coming here. Recently, even the basic point of food and clothing is under threat."

"At this time, a student who claimed to be a royal noble appeared. The arrogant and powerful guard first rejected his refusal. The expensive meeting gift immediately ruled out the possibility of cheating money. There was also the big ship on the dock. He probably knew the existence of the Golden Deer."

"Is Zieg's identity real? Does he hope Zieg's identity real? Or to put it another way, admitting that a student related to the royal family traveled thousands of miles to the remote Le Loren to care and help him, is it good or bad for him?"

Hearing this, Henna finally figured out all the joints.

"Acknowledge that Zieg can gain huge reputation and huge benefits, the only risk is that Zieg is true or false. But you have told him that we will only stay for a few days... Even if there are really good people to verify their true self, when the result is transmitted back, we will disappear long ago. He is just one of the victims, and even if it is done properly, he can become the one who is the worst injured, and continue to reap a wave of sympathy and comfort..."

"Berry is not harmless..." she murmured, "Renault's role is not an employee who cooperates with us in acting. He really hopes that Zieg is real. Even if it is not, he will do his best to make Zieg real in the next few days, because he has been our accomplice since he accepted Zieg's existence."
Chapter completed!