Wearing a straight tuxedo, Lorraine and Henna sat upright in the cheesy living room with glittering golden lights.

Opposite them was the owner of the room, Mr. Frey, a merchant of glassware in Black Harbor.

"Mr. Frey, I sincerely thank you for your willingness to take your time to accept our request for meeting."

"uh-huh."

"We have bought a boat of exquisite glassware from the Kingdom of Norway. Although it is not a master's handicraft, it has clear shapes and excellent quality. I wonder if you can waste your time and take a look at it?"

"Didn't you bring it? It will probably take me a longer time if you don't let you take it out." Frey pulled out his scarf and slowly wiped the emerald on his fingers. "Time is money, young gentleman."

“I feel the same about this.”

Lorraine smiled like a spring breeze, waved her hand, letting Henna bring out the wooden box around and open it in the direction of Frey.

Frey glanced at Henna's brown back of her hand in disgust: "Moor?"

"She is Coptic, sir."

"It's no different, either."

Frey had no idea that he had just walked on the line of life and death. He put away his scarf, took out a pair of white gloves from his pocket, and carefully picked up the glass bowl in the box.

This is a large bowl with slant patterns, crystal clear and blooming like a flower.

It has carvings and paintings on all sides, namely the Virgin Mother, Embrace Christ, the Son Saves the Mother, and the Trinity Four religious pictures. The carvings are dyed with colorful colors, especially the exquisite and beautiful handmade ones.

Frey looked at it for a long time without letting go, and suddenly asked, "Young sir, you should be less than twenty, right?"

"Sixteen, sir."

"At the age of sixteen... When I was sixteen, I was still soliciting business in my relative's store, and my father didn't want me to contact my own shop at all."

Lorraine knew what Frey wanted to ask, because of similar questions, he had heard them many times in the past few days.

He shook his head: "Sir, I am an Englishman. It is normal for the Englishman to get on the boat at the age of thirteen or fourteen."

"But their positions are limited to interns. Perhaps the best of them can become seafarers, but they cannot be captains." Frey put down the basin and narrowed his eyes. "Young sir, I'm very curious, how can your family rest assured about your safety at sea?"

"Maybe...this is the benefit of not having a family?"

"No..." Frey pondered and swept the edge of the glass basin, circled and twice, and finally stopped, "There is a good look. If you have this look in your hand, I am willing to bid 2.5 pounds per share, how much is it, how much is it."

Lorraine gently closed the box and stood up and left the seat: "Mr. Frey, I'm disturbing."

Frey sat upright and crossed his legs: "Young people should be more realistic. You don't have a permanent agreement. You want to find a buyer who bids higher than me in Belmeo... it's not easy."

"Thank you for your sincere advice, see you."

...

In Port Belmeo, Spain, on the seventeenth day after the anchor of the Attis Beauty, Lorraine still failed to sell his glass.

Every Black Harbor has its own unique characteristics.

Cherbourg is characterized by chaos, while Elgin is characterized by order.

Stavanger is as reckless and xenophobic as the Vikings, while Belmeo is very similar to the dusk Kingdom of Spain, open on the outside and conservative on the inside.

The business model of this Black Port opened Lorraine's eyes.

First of all, she does not set entry thresholds for merchants who come and go like other Black Ports. Everyone can come to Hong Kong to do business, and everyone can enjoy the protection of the system.

There is no need to worry about forcing a forced sale here, nor do you have to worry about encountering the bad things like Lorraine in Cherbourg, who is sold and helps people count money.

However, Belmeo, who has the most just business environment in Black Harbor, failed to truly become fair.

Taking the tax rate of the Management Committee as the boundary, local business groups have established strict trade barriers and adopted completely different valuation systems for business resident and traveling businesses.

Businesses in Belmeo can buy at low prices and sell at high prices, while enjoying a lower port tax rate; while travelers like Lorraine must accept affordable taxes while accepting affordable purchases and selling at low prices.

When he first entered Hong Kong, Lorraine thought this was a short-sighted approach of killing chickens and retrieving eggs by local business groups. However, after he was rejected for three consecutive applications for business qualifications, his views changed again.

This weird secondary market is likely not a spontaneous act of merchants, but a premeditated government act.

The purpose is to forcefully achieve the trade surplus through obscure administrative intervention, and to find dumping exports for Spanish goods, while slowing down the speed of the country's gold and silver reserves outflow.

This kind of roundaboutness is very likely to occur in Spain.

The once powerful Kingdom of Spain has long been the yellow flower of tomorrow.

The royal family was extravagant and politically conservative. As the leader of the Age of Discovery, she failed to cultivate a solid and reliable middle class in this unparalleled geographical discovery. The result was that the market had poor blood-making ability and after the dividend period of colonial reclamation, the economy showed a trend of sharp recession.

On the one hand, the people were in trouble and the domestic purchasing power was weak. On the other hand, the increasingly mature colonies continued to transport products back to the country and piled them in warehouses.

Under the interweaving contradictions between the two sides, overseas products, which are in short supply throughout Europe, show a strange surplus in the Spanish market.

That's why black ports like Belmeo appear.

In the Spanish smart abacus, they never thought of accepting other countries' products through these offshore black ports. They just wanted to use the transportation capacity of black market merchants to sell colonial goods piled up in the country, the more the better.

After figuring out these things, Lorraine completely gave up on the plan to replace the port.

This is what the entire Black Harbor in Kaibis Bay thinks.

Not only Black Port, but perhaps even regular ports in Spain are like this. Otherwise, why would a super port like Bilbao be so dilapidated so quickly that it caught people off guard?

Isn't this... cause me trouble!

Walking out of Mr. Frey's exchange with Henna, Lorraine put down her disguise and rubbed her eyebrows tiredly.

"Hena, which one is this?"

"ten."

"The highest price is two pounds and twelve shillings, and the lowest price is one pound and sixteen shillings. Are these Spanish merchants so good at calculating accounts, and are they good at doing business? Or can they not do business?"

The two walked in a daze, walked to a small square, and found a bench to sit down.

Lorraine is in a dilemma.

On the one hand, overseas goods are the most important part of the triangular trade ring designed by Lorraine. It can ensure the diversity of the Chamber of Commerce's products and help Lorraine quickly accumulate contacts.

It is absolutely impossible for him to give up the special market environment in which Spain urgently sells overseas goods.

On the other hand, accepting unequal treaties against travelers greatly slowed down his accumulation of wealth, even ruined his good start in Scotland and Norway, and eventually caused him to be trapped in the small trade circle of black market merchants.

The best way to solve this dilemma is to get Belmeo's business qualification.

He had already found out that the Belmeo Port Management Committee consists of seven gentlemen and must be recognized by four gentlemen at the same time before it can be approved by the business stationed in the business.

Lorraine was not familiar with the place here, and it was difficult to achieve this condition in a short period of time.

Fortunately, he had another way out, Viscount Alfonso.

Viscount is a member of the seven-member group of the Management Committee. He has a great reputation and has a strong influence on other committee members. Only with his help can Lorraine open up the situation in Belmeo.

but……

"The two sides are not close or unfamiliar, and the viscount is often not in Hong Kong. How can we get on the line with him?" Lorraine thought wholeheartedly, focused on her mind, and unknowingly said what she said.

Henna raised her eyebrows: "You can find out his home address. I will first disguise and kidnap his child, and then save the person in front of him and beat me away. In this way, friendship will be established."

Lorraine was amused and laughed: "Would you be a fool to be a viscount with such a deliberate script?"

"You can do it more seriously." Henna was murderous. "For example, when rescuing, I poked a few holes on you and bleed more. Out of guilt, it is not easy for the Viscount to doubt."

"You...are you serious?"

Henna is very serious.

She has had enough anger these days and is full of her mind that she wants to poke transparent holes on people's body, and she can't do anything fake.

Lorraine saw it and was dumbfounded.

He swallowed forcibly and his eyes wandered. Suddenly, he saw more than a dozen colorful dome caravans driving at the end of the square, occupying a corner of the square.

The gospel from heaven!

Lorraine was ecstatic and changed the topic in panic: "Look, Henna, there are actually gypsies here!"

Deadly silence...

Henna looked at him coldly, and said word by word, "You are the gypsy! Your whole family is gypsy!"
Chapter completed!