Once there is a sense of crisis, Count Galves' thinking and execution ability will become amazing.

The next day, the 900 rifles, 200 pistols and 12 light guns that were missing in the contract were sent to the warehouse rented by a group of strange workers.

A young and proud clerk came with the guns, holding his head up and bringing a long-term supply contract to Lorraine.

The content of the contract did not bring much surprise to Lorraine.

The supplier is Queen Mary's dealer, holding 30% of the smuggled materials in his hand, and the operating model is in the original subcontracting state. He has goods at any time, and Lorraine's demand is rare for him.

The supply cycle is 45 days, which is consistent with the contract cycle of Baltimore. The price is also as Lorraine expected, using the so-called market standard, namely the purchase price of the old Baltimore contract.

By heart, this behavior is almost blackmail.

The difference between the ex-factory price and the final selling price of guns is profit. Take Charleville as an example, the profit of a single gun is fifty-four pounds.

In a normal trading chain, this price difference is obviously impossible to be exclusive to one.

Lorraine and Earl cooperated with the special case of goods first and then money, with a share ratio of 46%, and the Drake Chamber of Commerce accounted for 40%. Earl independently assumed the economic risks before settlement.

The mainstream smuggling is reversed.

Because the supplier is unwilling to take any risks in the transaction and generally does not do franchising, smugglers often require 50% or 60% of the profits, and even 70% of the routes with particularly high risk.

Lorraine didn't know how the Count negotiated with the dealer, but it was conceivable that he would definitely not disclose the content of the new contract.

If it is limited to the old contract, the Count's statement is very limited. What can be said is that the purchaser has greater demand and needs to adjust some of the supply from outside.

If it is only once, it is natural for the Ji party to occupy all the interests. But now it is a long-term supply contract. Even if the identity of the Earl's agent and the face of the Earl Louisiana is not considered, a reasonable sharing of interests is necessary.

So, this pricing seems interesting.

Carmen turned over the contract with his little finger, and his beautiful nose wrinkled slightly.

"That dealer...Carlton von Habsburg?" Her face couldn't hide her strange look. "It turns out that even the most famous family will give birth to fools."

Lorraine yawned lazily: "That lady is the daughter of Habsburg. I want to hold the money bag in my hand so that she can feel at ease."

"The short-sighted business philosophy." Carmen made a rude conclusion, "It's just my president, why do you tease the Count in Baton Rouge? He can't replace blood trust, and even if it replaces it, it won't do much good for us."

"Because... the Count is a fighter."

Looking at the piles of warehouses, Lorraine smiled.

"The Earl is an excellent person, wise, reliable, and good at manipulating people's hearts. This can be seen from the New Orleans defense battle."

"But he has a big flaw, his personality is weak, and he is stubborn. He is too easily degenerate when there is no external threat. We dance on the Atlantic Ocean's steel wire, and he is busy setting up his new estate, and he does it himself."

"Such a person cannot become a barrier for us."

"So I have to cheer him up, collect his big money and do some useful things."

He approached Carmen, smelled the refreshing fragrance, and clicked on a certain line of the contract.

Carmen went to see it curiously.

"The settlement payment is for a period of 60 days, and overdue increases by 1.7% per day. Is the rolling profit calculated?"

"The privilege of goods first and then money." Lorraine shrugged, "Look, our count still has face. If it weren't for him, who could have allowed the great Habsburg to take risks for mere smuggling?"

...

While Lorraine was busy running around for the source of goods, the others on the ship were not idle either.

New Orleans is a city of freedom, with bright lights, wine and desires.

The most common shop here is a bar, whether it is a high-end wine shop with bright windows or a stinky underground tavern, it can be seen everywhere in the streets and alleys of this town.

[Barlambass' Daydream] It is an underground bar located in an inconspicuous dark alley and running an inconspicuous business. Zero Bookstore

At night, Bell pushed open the swaying door of the bar, pushed open the drunken communication all the way, and sat straight to the empty seat at the bar.

"A cup of rum, mix two spoons of tomato juice, and one spoon of salt."

The bartender raised his eyebrows and looked over: "Customer, it seems that I have heard of this method of drinking for the first time. I have invented it by a Frenchman?"

"Invented by a lion."

The waiter quickly walked up and took him into a semi-enclosed booth in a corner of the bar. Someone came earlier than him. His eyebrows and eyes looked at him and it turned out to be Sergeant Amani who was guarding Shaq in Plymouth.

Of course, he has now been promoted to the captain of the Lion, and even his military rank is also a captain.

When he saw that he was an old acquaintance, Bell immediately revealed his true form, threw his body on the sofa, and smashed his boots on the round table with a snap: "Captain Amani, why did the Admiral send you?"

Amani scratched his head shyly.

"A few days ago, the Admiral received a letter from the Major from the Third Fleet. Because the Lion was still on the sea and there were not many people around him who could use private affairs, so he chose me..."

"Hao, have you spilled all the old people out in order to master the fleet as soon as possible?"

"If it weren't for this, you wouldn't be able to get in touch with the admiral so quickly."

"That's right..." Bell took back his leg helplessly, "Let's talk about the serious business first. Lorraine secretly participated in the smuggling of arms to the mainland army. It was very large. I heard... I took over all the seafood."

∑(?ｏО／): "He...traitored?"

"Can't you call it a treason? The person who was in charge of the smuggling in name was a Louisiana farmer named Edward Kenway, who had nothing to do with Lorraine Drake."

"shield?"

"No, Edward is himself."

ヽ(#`Д′)?: "Isn't that just treason!"

"Fake identity, black ship, and beautiful dress-up." Bell clenched his ears in disgust. "As long as you are not caught, who can connect a sneaky smuggling merchant with the most popular LeFrançois hero who has been falsely accused?"

"This..." Amani's mind was a little confused. "Lorraine Drake participated in smuggling, and took over the most feared continental army line... The Admiral's recent core defense is just to strictly investigate smuggling. Could it be that the Admiral had known about Lorraine Drake's affairs for a long time, and the purpose of strictly investigating smuggling was to persuade him to turn against the law?"

Bell's heart was lost for a moment.

He sighed loudly: "Anyway, tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, you go to the Port Authority to transfer a Spanish merchant ship called Jackdaw, that is Lorraine's smuggling ship."

"The registered ship owner is Donna Linca, who is the pseudonym of the Spanish pirate Caterina Dipo, and now he is the first mate of Lorraine."

"New Orleans needs to have a permanent contact person. I will send the news before sailing. The next trip will be at 8:30 am tomorrow."

"According to the plan, a single trip from here to Baltimore takes 11 days, and the journey usually does not exceed 8 days, and it is normal for 7 days. The admiral can arrange defense according to this time."

Speaking of this, Bell's eyes suddenly turned sharp: "Amani!"

"exist!"

"The problems between the Drake brothers are very complicated. Even if they are close subordinates, I advise you not to easily participate. Your task is to convey my information to the Admiral, and to do the entire book. As for whether to arrest or release it, it is the Admiral's business, and you don't need to ask about it."

"Yes!" Amani was frightened by Bell's eyes. He was a strong man, and he suddenly exuded a tremolo in his voice. "If... Major, what if the admiral asked me for my opinion?"

"Did you see what happened to me? It's because of my talkativeness that I ate soil in Luci's plantation for a whole month and almost became fertilizer for alpine coffee beans... This is very dangerous for brothers, you have to learn to be loyal and keep your distance."

"Yes...yes! Major!"

More than an hour later, the drunk Bell staggered away from the bar and disappeared at the end of the dark alley.

After a long time, Henna's murmur came from the shadow of the bar roof.

"There are no strange itineraries for two consecutive days, at the same time, except for that."

"It seems that next time I have to take some time for Deser and Solander, Bell Judia, I always feel that he is hiding something..."
Chapter completed!