I'm the Dauphin in France

Chapter 528: There is nothing that can't be solved by throwing money at it. If there is, then keep throwing money at it! (Please give me a monthly ticket)

Upon hearing this, the owner of the manor, Marié's eyes suddenly lit up.

He was worried about not being able to sell his wine at the moment - there were wineries everywhere in Champagne, and the output was extremely high. The local area simply could not absorb so much wine, and most of the wine produced had to be sold to Germany.

Unexpectedly, a caravan suddenly came to help him solve the problem today.

Moreover, the terms of the transaction were more favorable than those of the previous caravans. In the past, every time the caravans returned from Germany, they would return a lot of problematic wine. Some caravans even deducted a 5% "sour wine discount" before payment.

But Mr. Bona told him that all these could be compensated through some kind of "property insurance" and he didn't have to pay a penny!
This alone could save him nearly a thousand francs in losses every year.

Marie asked curiously, "Mr. Bonar, how did you sign such a favorable insurance agreement?"

"This is a business secret." Bona shook his head first, then lowered his voice with an embarrassed expression, "But we are already friends, so I can reveal some of it to you.

"Our caravan belongs to the French Trade Union. The Union has signed a 'general package agreement' with the Royal Insurance Company, involving an insurance coverage of nearly one million francs. Therefore, whether the caravan is robbed or the goods are accidentally damaged, they can get insurance compensation.

"Oh, ordinary caravans will never get such favorable conditions."

Marie immediately understood, and then smiled like an old fox, "If that's the case, we can work together to get some benefits from the insurance company. For example, we can return some good wine as problematic goods, get the insurance money, and then sell it again..."

"That won't do!" Bona shook his head decisively. "There is an insurance company dispatcher in the caravan. He will keep an eye on the goods at all times."

Are you kidding? The trade union and the insurance company have the same boss behind them - the Crown Prince. How could they cheat themselves and let a small wine merchant like you take advantage of them?
Marie curled his lips in regret and nodded, "Then let's do as you said. This batch of goods will cost 310 francs per barrel."

He gestured to the pile of oak barrels behind him that exuded a rich aroma of wine: "A total of 121 barrels. However..."

He hesitated and said, "I hope you can pay 2 francs in one lump sum. Oh, please understand, we have never cooperated with your caravan, so..."

Normally, caravans would only pay 30% of the purchase price, or 40% at most, and the rest would be paid after the goods were sold. But Mariye asked for more than 50% at once.

Of course, "never cooperated" was just his excuse. After all, the Minister of Trade and the Governor of Champagne had issued documents to guarantee the credibility of the Trade Union, so there was basically no situation that made him feel uneasy.

It's just that the recent large backlog of wine has caused his cash on hand to run out, so he wanted more payment.

But he didn't hold out much hope. If Bona refused, that would be fine. After all, there was no other way to sell the wine.

Unexpectedly, Bona hesitated for a moment before nodding and saying, "To show my sincerity in our first cooperation, I can pay you this much. Of course, the down payment for subsequent transactions will still have to return to the normal level of 30%."

"Yes, yes, it will remain 30% in the future. You are such a generous gentleman." Marielle was overjoyed, and fearing that Bonna would go back on his word, he dragged him into the office and was about to sign the agreement immediately.

Bona also smiled easily. This was already the third deal he had closed today.

His boss told him that his task was to "restore the champagne trade as quickly as possible", and he had an incredibly abundant amount of funds, which gave him an advantage in business negotiations.

In fact, for the Trade Alliance, these deals are still very cost-effective. For example, the high-end wine of Marie Estate usually costs at least 330 francs per barrel, but due to the recent problems with the trade route, the estate owners have to reduce the price. The Trade Alliance rushed in at this time and made a lot of money.

A week later.

A dozen carriages of the Picard-Brown caravan of Champagne, a member of the French Trade Union, led by Bonne and others, drove towards Strasbourg in a mighty manner.

From there they will move into Baden and begin sales in the German district for more than a month.

At the same time, in a villa east of Champagne, François Raven stood at the window, looking at the backs of the convoy, his face so gloomy that water could ooze out.

He was the owner of Champagne's largest "Credit and Quality Caravan", which originally accounted for nearly 40% of Champagne's cargo trade.

This time he suspended all activities of the caravan at the request of Viscount Ford, the major shareholder of the caravan, who paid him a compensation of 1 francs for this.

At first he thought he had made a lot of money - without his caravan, the estates or workshops in Champagne would not be able to find other channels to sell so much goods. So he only had to wait two or three months, and these businesses would still be his.

At that time, those people may even significantly lower the prices in order to sell the goods earlier. This sign has already begun to appear recently.

However, the Picard-Brown caravan that suddenly appeared was like a monster, eating up almost all of Champagne's backlog of goods and set off for Germany today.

He couldn't understand how this small caravan with assets of no more than 3 francs could come up with so much money for goods. To consume nearly half of the goods in champagne, it would cost at least 40 francs!

At this moment, Ravne’s son knocked on the door hurriedly and said to him with a frown: “Father, I found it.

"Picard joined an organization called the 'French Trade Union' and received a large investment as a result."

Revner's eyes widened in shock: "40 francs! Is that so much?"

"It seems like that."

Ravne immediately fell into the chair helplessly. If this is the case, then the largest caravan in Champagne is the Picard-Brown caravan.

Moreover, due to his sudden interruption of trade, he must have ruined his reputation with all the manors and workshops. It can be predicted that he will be at a serious disadvantage in future competitions.

"Fold," he gritted his teeth and said angrily, "You are really killing me!"

In order to earn the 1 francs in benefit from Ford, he estimated that he would lose more than 5 francs in profit this year.

His son was stunned for a moment, and then he figured out the whole story. He looked at him hesitantly and said, "Father, should we resume our business?"

Revne immediately lowered his head and fell silent. Ford was the largest shareholder of his caravan. If he resumed the operation of the caravan now, he would definitely offend him severely.

(End of this chapter)