bad, i'm a fool

Chapter 295 The Broker and the Brandy
Tilda?
Grand Duke Tilda Dark?
Almost all the guests in the banquet hall stood up subconsciously.

Unlike when they greeted Han Dongwen, the former was out of Simeng's etiquette, but now they got up, their eyes were full of unbelievable surprise.

Silver hair, green eyes.

The one who was welcomed into the palace was actually the grand duke who ruled the country by himself!

She was wearing a plain West Asian dress with no textures—this was prepared by Han Dongwen. She had silver hair hanging behind her, and her gestures and gestures were full of nobility and stern demeanor.

"Grand Duke."

"Grand Duke."

"Grand Duke."

Malatagno of the White Eagle Army was the first to react, folding his hands together in front of him and bowing. Hadan from Olimar and another merchant envoy from the Zuling tribe immediately followed suit.

Tilda glanced around them and nodded slightly.

Afterwards, she pierced straight at Zhan Taiyi with her gaze like a cold sword.

"... Grand Duke."

Zhan Taiyi gritted his teeth, bowed his head and saluted.

At some point, the superior is not a living person.

If the leader of a country is not treated by outsiders according to the leader's standards, it is not something that can be solved by a few friends from the leader himself.

More often, what he represents on such occasions is not himself, but the country behind him.

If he is not respected, the country is not respected.

Behind Tilda is the legally orthodox government of the Principality of West Asia, the residence of the Grand Duke of West Asia.

This is not something that Zhan Taiyi can do, just as he only dared to make things difficult in front of Zhong Lilin, but he should still bow to Han Dongwen.

Tilda glanced at him, raised her legs unhurriedly, and walked to the main seat in the hall step by step.

She actually just sat beside Han Dongwen!
Behind her, an exquisite court lady followed, her lovely face was full of nervousness that couldn't be concealed, as if it was the first time she participated in such a formal scene in the palace.

Han Dongwen looked up at Xiao Hongdou, with a look of satisfaction in his eyes.

You really don't have to be so nervous. You did a good job serving the food in West Asia last time, not to mention that this is our own territory.

He wanted to try his best to convey this idea with his eyes, but how much could Xiaohongdou receive?

When she saw His Highness's familiar eyes, the tension did ease a lot.

His Highness did not mean to blame, which meant that he had done nothing wrong.

No... His Highness seems to have never blamed him...

"Set the banquet and serve the wine!"

The ceremonial officer shouted loudly from the side of the hall, and the beautiful maids under the stage came in from the left and right sides of the hall, holding all kinds of rare utensils respectfully and gracefully in their hands, and served every kind of appetizers and cold dishes in exactly the same way. Served to everyone's table.

A table made of water, oil and wood will leave marks if the bump is a little heavier.

The plates containing the dishes floated from the hands of the maids to the table as if they were nothing.

Simeng's requirements for court ladies can be seen.

Gold and jade tableware and utensils, such a high and uniform service standard, as long as Han Dongwen wishes, a big banquet that takes a week to prepare can also be adjusted and served within a day.

Unlike these merchant envoys, His Royal Highness Simeng didn't have a lot of jewels, gold and jade on him, but only solemn but simple ordinary clothes.

However, this luxurious dinner, the singing and dancing presented for him in the main hall, the delicacies on this plate, and the guests who are quiet, beautiful and as strong as an iceberg, all belong to his magnificent cloak.

Expensive!

Delicious food should be accompanied by fine wine.

Hadan of Olimar and the envoys of the Zuling Kingdom are both drinkers, and they have long coveted Simeng's fine wine for many years.

What kind of wine will be served at the state banquet?

Their eyes impatiently passed through the waist of the dancing girl in the main hall, looking for the maid holding the jug, and when they finally saw it, they smiled in relief.

The palace maid held the jug, swaying her lotus steps forward, knelt down by the table humbly and respectfully, and poured out the fine liquid in the jug.

It was a transparent and amber-colored liquor, poured into the cup, like a lake of gold that could be held in one's hand.

On the main seat, Xiao Hongdou made an exception and sat next to Tilda, and carefully divided the food in the cup and plate for her, until it was enough to eat with a fork and spoon, Tilda held it with her left hand. Tableware brings delicacies to the mouth.

Everyone was looking at the novel wine, but Zhan Taiyi saw this scene.

He actually saw clearly now that the Grand Duke of West Asia actually lost a hand.

While gloating, he gritted his teeth to death.

Why didn't even see this just now?
Could it be that the grand duke's deterrence is so strong that even if he was standing opposite him just now, he didn't even have the energy to observe her without a hand?

No, it must be too surprised, it must be...

"Business envoys, listen to what I have to say."

Han Dongwen's voice came from full of vigor, he raised the Jasper wine glass in his hand, and glanced down at the few people.

So everyone stopped their chopsticks and looked up.

"The wine served with the meal today is not made from the usual five grains of Simeng, but is produced exclusively in the Principality of West Asia. The beautiful fruit of Bingjingziti is mixed with Simeng's brewing process."

Sure enough, the amber-like wine was not as pungent as ordinary grain wine, but it had a rich fruity aroma.

"Simeng and West Asia are just like this kind of wine. The Ziti of West Asia is indispensable to the brewing of Simeng. Today, I will have a banquet with this wine. I invite all merchants to witness the long-lasting friendship between Simeng and West Asia!"

The most excited person in the audience was the merchant envoy from Zuling Kingdom. He was wearing an extremely smooth and high-end fur robe, and he knew at a glance that he could sell it at a very high price in Simeng.

He loves wine, and he can tell it just by his nose, and the rare wine in the cup must be the same.

If this works as a commodity?

"Your Highness, what is the name of this rare wine?"

Han Dongwen smiled heartily: "Ha, fine wine in Simeng has always been named after the place of origin. This wine is brewed in Bailan Mountain on the border between West Asia and Simeng. My widow named it brandy, how about it?"

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Before the banquet.

"Teacher, what do you mean the mission doesn't necessarily want to leave?"

Han Dongwen looked at Wen Yongxing who was found in front of him, and fell into deep thought.

"That's true. The veteran has always been thinking about why the Mianjiang business group has such actions. After all, encouraging everyone to quit Simeng has no visible benefits."

Wen Yongxing nodded slightly, looking at Han Dongwen who was about to change clothes: "This is a serious matter, I have to..."

"It's okay, I'll listen to you while I change my clothes."

The court lady behind Han Dongwen who is changing clothes today is naturally not Xiao Hongdou, she should be accompanying Tilda now.

Wen Yongxing nodded, and said solemnly: "The last time His Highness gave an order, he ordered Guojinsi not to back down to keep the Mianjiang Merchant Group, and to force the other party to go to the table as soon as possible to talk and end the trial. The result was just as His Highness expected."

"force……"

Han Dongwen thought for a while, and almost showed a wry smile.

At that time, he only felt that Guojinsi had too much power all of a sudden, and he just wanted to sing the opposite of Manjusri on the business group side, so as not to let him be too restrictive.

Didn't expect that such a sabotage style of mine would force the Mianjiang Merchant Group to agree to talk?
"What do they want?"

Wen Yongxing replied: "This time, the Mianjiang business group took the lead to encourage all the business envoys to leave Simeng. They once wanted to borrow [-] yuan from the Simeng State Jinsi in the name of Xuegang to pay the unsettled Xuegang. The amount of money for the goods is huge, and there is no proof, and the National Financial Services Division has not loaned it."

"Forty thousand gold..."

Han Dongwen calculated addition, subtraction, multiplication and division in his mind calmly. A bowl of noodle soup is only a few copper coins, and a horse and carriage are worth about one to two gold dollars.

One hundred copper is silver, and one hundred silver is gold.

If a copper plate is calculated as one dollar, the Mianjiang Merchant Group is asking Simeng to borrow [-] million!

"Since the National Finance Department rejected him, he took the lead in agitating for some small actions, and used the war to force him to withdraw?"

The corner of Han Dongwen's mouth turned upwards: "Could it be that the merchant envoys of other countries let him be the spear envoy?"

"Perhaps the merchant envoys from several other countries also know the secret. This time, the Mianjiang merchant group raised the terms again, but they want to borrow [-] yuan. Presumably, the surplus will naturally be divided among each other."

Han Dongwen nodded without saying a word.

The country will be plunged into war, and the business groups staying here are not satisfied with this except to evacuate and sell off their national debts to cash in.

He even wants to borrow a huge sum of money, hoping that the repayment will be postponed when the war is approaching, or even not?
"Others were used by him, but they only got [-] gold, and the Mianjiang Merchant Group took [-] by themselves. The abacus was crackling. He is indeed a broker." Han Dongwen pondered for a moment, and his brows suddenly relaxed.

"If they know that the war between Simeng and West Asia will end tonight, would they dare to borrow it, and would they dare not return it?"

(End of this chapter)