I am a god in another world

Sir Carter performed a standard aristocratic etiquette in an elegant manner and said, "Please allow me to interrupt. I am not simply here to represent the Odulin Chamber of Commerce. I represent the Sambia Merchant Council, which is a union of the Darren Chamber of Commerce, the Odulin Chamber of Commerce, the Sergant Chamber of Commerce, the Uraspil Chamber of Commerce, the Yehong Chamber of Commerce, and the Selron Chamber of Commerce. It represents the common interests of the six major cities and goes in and out together."

Darren, Odulin, Sergant, Uraspil, Yehong, and Selron.

These are the names of the six cities, the largest cities on the coast of Sambia. Each city has a population of no less than 100,000 and rules over hundreds of kilometers of surrounding land.

Sambia belongs to a wealthy oligarchic regime. Every wealthy oligarch has a chamber of commerce that supports him and controls at least one city.

When these wealthy people and the chambers of commerce they represent are combined together, it is Sambia.

The Sambia Merchant Council is a common self-proclaimed name for Sambia merchants when they are outside.

Anyway, it's just a lie, no one can verify whether what they said is true or false, even if they really have the ability to verify it. For the collective interests, as long as the other party is a Sambian merchant and does not infringe on their own interests, Sambian merchants will usually stand on the side of Sambian merchants.

Gavin nodded expressionlessly, indicating that he understood, and turned to Bed and said: "Mr. Bed, don't you have something to deal with?"

Bed understood that Gavin was trying to get himself out of the matter. Whether they succeeded in the discussion or not, it had nothing to do with him. He hurriedly bowed and said: "Sorry, I have other important things to deal with, so I won't disturb you two from discussing."

"Since Mr. Bed has something to do, go and do it." Sir Carter's goal has been achieved, so he naturally doesn't care whether Bed stays or leaves.

If the other party stays here, it will be inconvenient for him to lobby.

Bed left like a fire on his butt, and arranged the evacuation of the Thousand Heads Chamber of Commerce from Sambia.

"Sir Carter, I wonder if there is anything I can do for you?" Gavin pretended to be confused.

Sir Carter smiled and said, "I am here on behalf of the lords of Sembia. They are very interested in your ghost wine and ghost manor, and are willing to sign a long-term cooperative trade relationship with Mr. Gavin. The conditions offered by the lords are very generous. As long as the lords are willing to sign this agreement, you will become the richest person in the entire Battle Valley, and even be ranked in Sembia. All the chambers of commerce in Sembia will provide you with convenience..."

"I have heard too many empty promises, so there is no need to waste saliva. Let's talk about something practical. How do you want to cooperate?" Gavin interrupted Sir Carter's long speech impatiently.

He talked for a long time, but it was all meaningless nonsense.

"One million nubao." Sir Carter raised a finger and said, "Buy all the ghost wine in Vizeme Manor and Mr. Gavin's hands."

Sir Carter's expression and words all revealed two words-pride.

Nubao is the name of gold coins in Sembia. One million gold coins is an astronomical figure for anyone.

All the treasures in the lair of an ancient dragon may not be worth this amount.

Throughout the entire Faerun, few organizations can come up with such a huge amount of wealth in a short period of time, including the Royal Family of Cormier.

After all, this requires a very high cash flow.

To withdraw a million gold coins in a short period of time, even if it is barely done, is fatal to the operation of some chambers of commerce, and it is likely to be seriously damaged.

A wandering baron heir from Tethyr, a poor boy who can only dig holes in remote areas with kobolds.

I guess he has never seen such a huge fortune in his life, and he must be shocked by this huge number. You can see that he can't even speak.

Gavin was indeed shocked by the price offered by the other party. It was not too high, but too low.

He looked at Sir Carter with an expression of looking at a fool and said, "Dear Sir, before you came, did you not investigate the current market price of ghost wine? What was the total annual wine production of Vizeme Manor before it was lost?"

The other party's reaction was completely beyond Carter's expectations, which made his heart skip a beat. He shouted in his heart that it was not good. If the other party was not shocked, the situation would slide in a direction that was unfavorable to him. He asked calmly, "What do you mean, Mr. Gavin?"

Gavin replied calmly, "I mean that Sir's lobbying this time was very incompetent. Before the loss of Vizeme Manor, the wine production in the first year reached 2,000 bottles, each The number of bottles increased by the same amount each year, and reached its peak in the eighth year, with an annual output of 20,000 bottles. At that time, the annual output value of the Vizeme Manor reached 200,000, which was still the lowest number.

How much is a bottle of ghost wine now?

One hundred gold coins, and it is still in short supply.

The special auction of ghost wine will be held in a few days. Do you think the auction price will be lower than this price?

You come to tell me at this time that you are going to use one million gold coins to buy my manor and the ownership of all ghost wines.

Hey, even if you are fooling fools, you are too insincere.

Forced buying and selling are unprofessional. "

There was no sarcasm in Gavin's expression and tone.

But every word was full of sarcasm.

It was just short of labeling Carter as a frog in the well.

There was a hint of embarrassment in Carter's eyes. It wasn't that he hadn't done enough homework on the market, but that he hadn't done enough homework on Gavin Knott.

Of course he knows the value of Vizeme Manor and the value of ghost wine. It is precisely because he knows that he comes.

If they were willing to buy the Vizeme Manor and the ghost wine at the market price, he would not have approached Gavin before the ghost wine special auction.

Is this guy really stupid or fake?

Sir Carter feigned a cough, reorganized his words and said: "I think Mr. Gavin misunderstood me. One million Nubao is just a settlement allowance for Mr. Sir. What you really want to give Mr. is a road leading to the house." The ladder of success, as long as you nod your head, you will be a member of the Sambia Business Council, and you will have countless resources.

With this million Nubao as start-up capital, you can organize a large-scale chamber of commerce in just a few months. In just half a year, you can harvest the second million, and then the third and fourth. One million, at that time, you will become one of the most successful businessmen in Sambia. When you have the wealth to buy a city, you will become the new ruling class of Sambia.

This is much more cost-effective than simply guarding a remote manor. After all, there is only this batch of ghost wine. Even if the annual output value is 500,000 yuan, it will take a long time. "

"It sounds very good." Gavin nodded involuntarily, "But Your Excellency, Sir, only mentioned the best possibility, but did not say the worst. It is very possible that if I invest this million Nubao, half a year later, Not only did he not earn his first million, but he lost all his money and became deeply in debt.

If this business of making money is so easy to make, Sir, do you still need to stay with me? "

Gavin used practical actions to explain what it means to be awake in the world.

He can draw pie better than anyone else.

If he really believed what the Sambian businessman said.

Then you will be giving someone one million, and then you will become their one million in the second half of the year.

"Mr. Gavin, don't be too pessimistic. Since you can..." Carter spared no effort and wanted to lobby.

Gavin directly waved his hand and interrupted: "I currently have no plans to package and sell the ghost wine, let alone sell the manor. If you are interested in the ghost wine, you can send someone to bid at a fair auction."

"If Mr. Gavin doesn't accept your kindness, don't blame us for going through the legal process." Carter countered with a serious expression.

"Legal procedure?" Gavin, who was about to evict the guest, asked curiously, "Where do you start talking about this?"

Carter said seriously: "Mr. Gavin doesn't know that Mr. Kronfer, the founder of Wezeme Manor, is our Sambia businessman, right?"

"I know." The corner of Gavin's mouth twitched unnoticeably. As soon as the other party opened his mouth, he could more or less guess what despicable means he was going to use.

"Mr. Kronfer has purchased the permanent residence and use rights of the Vizeme Manor and surrounding areas from the Battle Valley and from Lord Ilmet. He is from the Odulin Chamber of Commerce. He originally wanted to purchase the Vizeme Manor. , he borrowed 500,000 Nubao from the Chamber of Commerce, and successively borrowed 600,000 Nubao for subsequent construction. He has been repaying the loan with wine. Up to now, there is still 890,000 Nubao that has not been repaid. This is one of them.

Secondly, Mr. Kronfer still has a family in Sambia and has two sons, who have the legal inheritance rights of the Vizeme Manor.

Mr. Gavin now occupies the Wezeme Manor, which can be said to be unfair. Carter said as he took out scrolls from his arms.

Gavin didn't even need to open it to know that it was definitely a loan agreement signed by Kronfer.

It must be the kind that cannot be real anymore, and even magic is difficult to distinguish.

He knew that Sangbia's methods were disgusting, but he didn't expect them to be so disgusting.

This is purely feeding him shit.

And there are two lumps in one feed.

Gavin thought for a moment and replied: "Vezeme Manor has been declared an unclaimed lost land in the Battle Valley. Mr. Darnell has purchased the right to recover it from Lord Ilmet. I bought it from Mr. Darnell." Taking over this power, it is well documented.

This is the Battle Valley. I only abide by the laws of the Battle Valley. I don’t need to abide by the laws of Sambia. Whether Mr. Kronfer has two other sons is none of my business.

As for Mr. Kronfer's loan during his lifetime, it is also Mr. Kronfer's business. You can go to him to discuss it.

Because I regained the lost land, not inherited it from him. "

If you want to feed him shit, there is absolutely no way.

That was to hit the nail on the head. Before that, Vizeme Manor had become a lost place.

The Lost Land refers to those places where the control was once in the hands of humans, but has been lost. Regardless of the control, it may be a monster race, human bandits, or undead spirits, etc.

And if you regain the lost land, you will become the new lord of this place.

This law exists not only in Battle Valley, but also in other countries and territories, there are similar laws.

The purpose is to stimulate those adventurers to take the initiative to regain more lost lands and expand human settlements.

In many places, this law overrides many local laws.

Carter naturally has his own response plan: "The Vizeme Manor was judged as a lost land. That was a unilateral matter of the Battle Valley. Sembia has never recognized this matter. This place still belongs to the territory of Sembia merchants and is sacred and inviolable. However, in view of Mr. Gavin's efforts in this process, we are willing to solve it peacefully. I just ask Mr. Gavin to accept the conditions I first offered.

As long as you accept one million Nubao, all debts will be written off, and the issue of inheritance rights will be solved by us."