Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

Chapter 21 Cunning Pig!

 "Really? That's great..." In fact, Alejandro wanted to swallow all the existing eighty rapid-fire cannons. Think about it, four-wheel saturation salvoes on the left and right sides, and it was just

One three-masted sail was damaged, and these eighty rapid-fire cannons beat three three-masted sails and three sloops to death on the spot! Among those pirates who had at most two three-masted sails, one

Counting one, Alejandro could just push him into the sea and feed him to the sharks...

"Inform Mr. Benjamin as quickly as possible that the Spanish also have rapid-fire cannons. If he still wants to tear flesh from Spain, he should communicate with the French whether to buy cannons or simply buy the factory. It is up to him.

Let's make a decision." After Christopher Menings escaped from death, he immediately told the first officer that he had no intention of provoking the Spanish until he had the firepower to suppress them.

In fact, Christopher Menings owned more than 80 rapid-fire guns this time, including 7 barques with 20 guns each, 4 sloops with 4 guns each, and 4 krigs with 10 guns and 2 guns each.

There are 12 large banners each, and there are a total of 220 rapid-fire cannons. You must know that the British have only obtained 240 rapid-fire cannons so far. However, due to the problem of troop division, in the end, only 4 three-masted sails and 3 three-masted cannons were attacked.

Among the sloops, three sloops were directly damaged by a sneak attack, and one of the remaining 4 three-masted sails was lost. Only the 3 brigantines were at the disadvantage of low freeboard.

The lieutenant colonel mobilized 80 rapid-fire cannons on both sides and surrounded them with twice the number of sub-cannons. The three three-masted sails in a unit time had to rely on 30 rapid-fire cannons to shoot upwards to counter the overhead firepower of 160 rapid-fire cannons. Naturally,

A dead end...

Alphonse, who still didn't know that the British and Spanish were fighting each other with more than 300 rapid-fire cannons at sea, got a new workshop. When he learned that Alphonse needed a ceramics craftsman, Will, who had a lot of friends,

Mr. Moti directly helped Alphonse buy a Rubik ceramics workshop, took the people and equipment to Calais on a boat, and put up a sign to develop Alphonse in the city defense artillery workshop that had not yet started construction.

Required clay bottles.

"This is an unimaginably big business." Alphonse did not hesitate to give a livre valuation for the ceramic workshop he bought for only 1,500 livres: two sets of equipment worth 500 livres.

It was worth 2,000 livres, and the master craftsman with an annual salary of only 600 livres and his two apprentices with an annual salary of only 200 livres were transformed into a master craftsman with an annual salary of 5,000 livres and a master craftsman with an annual salary of 3,000 livres.

, as well as the drawings drawn by Alphonse himself and the molds cast by Old Culler, each of which was given a "technical asset" of 3,000 livres, plus the hundreds of porcelain bottles scheduled to be produced, it was a full account.

The valuation is out.

"Little Alphonse, are you sure your algorithm can convince the Louvre? Although they are aristocrats, they are also the most cultured group." Will Morty looked at Alphonse speechlessly.
p>

"So we have to be as thorough as possible and make every valuation very reasonable." Alphonse said with a smile: "You own two ships and a small sales office in Boulogne. In addition, you have

I suggest you also invest in the medical office in Calais. With your reputation and skills as a doctor, you can definitely match an annual salary of 5,000 livres. After all, you are responsible for my craftsmen and employees with a total annual salary of more than 100,000 livres.

Our lives and health. In addition, as a partner, your assets can also be calculated as 10,000 livres to join the partnership, so that I can quickly count as many invested assets as possible."

"Let's count it as 20,000. You know, I have made a lot during this period, and the other five thousand livres in cash can still be used." Will Morty thought for a while and replied.

"This is good news." Alphonse smiled and started to write it down.

"You can also safely calculate the net worth of Darren. His original annual income was more than 2,000 livres. This time he won an order for 1,000 artillery pieces from the Spanish, making a net profit of 30,000 livres. You

Register him for at least 50,000." Will Morty started to trick Darren Desai again.

"I really want to do this. I'm worried that Uncle Darren needs to sell the diamond ring he just bought." Alphonse smiled and said: "A few days ago, my aunt held a salon, and I originally invited Ann.

After sending me the invitation, I asked Alfred to come and apologize. Later, Mr. Alfred told me that the drinks and snacks prepared in that salon cost at least 1,000 livres."

"A salon only costs 1,000 livres, so you should give him some credit," Will Morty lazily complained.

"Don't worry, there is still no news about the second salon that was supposed to be held tomorrow. Our Mrs. Desai is also worried about money." Alphonse smiled and said: "Or maybe he is afraid that Uncle Darren will be angry when he comes back in a few days.

Sickness is coming."

"Anyway, I can't understand the significance of those salons run by ladies. Are they looking for new lovers?" Will Morty curled his lips.

"The aristocrats in Paris naturally hold salons for the purpose of forming associations. As for Mrs. Desai, she probably doesn't want to be regarded as a down-and-out aristocrat. After all, Uncle Darren and the others used to be sword-wielding aristocrats like us, and now they have

Not worthy of the sword." Alphonse shook his head and smiled: "Last time, I wanted Badis to recommend Little William to join the army. If Badis was so capable, he wouldn't be retired."

"Is little William already sixteen years old? This goes by so fast." Will Morty sighed, Darren Desai's eldest son is already so old.

"In a few months, I recommended him to go to Paris Law School. We still have a place. Anyway, it is impossible for Armand to go." Alphonse smiled, it was even less possible for him to go, not to mention that he would go to Paris.

Is there any danger? Law school is not a place for a rough guy like him to stay.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading!

"How much short do you have? I can help you find some more investments." Will Morty asked again.

"More than half of it has been raised so far. The price of the artillery workshop, mold, ceramics, ingredients workshop and craftsmen is more than 100,000 livres. In addition, the technical reserves of the artillery and other things, I also plan to raise 100,000 livres."

Well, then Yasuo has 30,000, Bardis has 20,000, you have 20,000, An also counts as 20,000, and the payment from Spain will arrive soon, I can still have 30,000, which will be 350,000. If Darren

My uncle can put out 50,000, which is actually about the same." Alphonse said with a smile: "When Uncle Darren and An come back, I hope they will help me convince the Spaniards and the Dutch to buy shares. It is best if they are willing to purchase the production license.

, this way I can still get at least 200,000 livres in cash."

"Other places don't need it?" Will Morty frowned and asked: "These two places are the largest customers. Once they become shareholders, they will lose a large part of their profits."

"That's why they can accept higher offers. Think about it, artillery is saturated after all. For example, the Spaniards ordered 1,200 rapid-fire cannons at one time, which only cost 96,000 livres.

But the market for three thousand artillery pieces is basically saturated, so we should sell the license at a higher price before the market is saturated, and then continue to sell our artillery to their enemies." Alphonse smiled evilly: "As long as ours

The production speed is fast enough, and the other party still has to place an order with us, otherwise their enemies will soon have more artillery than they have."

"As long as you are sure." Will Morty smiled and stood up to leave...

In the afternoon of the next day, Miss Anne Charles, who was in charge of beauty, returned to Calais from Amsterdam two days earlier than expected, and she also brought a guest that no one could have imagined: Julia Hendrick Van

·Orange.

From the name alone, Alphonse knew that this was a member of the famous Orange family in the Netherlands. When they first met, he felt that this lady who was already in her thirties still looked young, and even said that she

Some people believe that she is only in her early twenties, and it can be seen from this that the other party has an extraordinary background, but it is still not possible to determine what level of member of the Orange family she is. Until Miss An? Charles took the initiative to reveal the mystery: the former ruler of the Netherlands

Prince Frederick's youngest daughter.

Who was Prince Frederick? The second ruler of the United Republic of the Seven Provinces of the Netherlands. The first ruler was his brother, the Prince of Orange, and the third ruler, William II, was his son. In other words, until Germany

When the Witte family seized power, the United Republic of the Seven Provinces of the Netherlands was actually similar to theirs. With such a noble family background, the only pity was that William II died young. After the Witte family usurped power, they tried to suppress it.

The Orange family promulgated the "Exclusion Decree", which cut off the possibility of the Orange family ruling the Netherlands again.

And times have changed. It has been ten years since John de Wit took office. Last year, Prince Frederick's wife, Julia Hendrik van Orange's mother, also passed away due to illness. Naturally, the family also lost

The biggest reliance...

"Ms. Julia's cousin died of depression after his business failed in Nassau at the beginning of the year. The family is under tremendous pressure, and William III is also in urgent need of a large amount of funds." Ann Shire explained Julia Henry's current situation in a few words.

Situation: "She plans to sell the privateering license held by her family in exchange for the Dutch distribution rights of 18-pound guns and a sum of funds. Of course, she does not need cash, as long as we deliver the goods directly."

"Private robbery license?" Alphonse admired Ann Charles's communication skills even more. This was a legal robbery license, and she got it almost with nothing. One was a dealership, and the other was not.

Cash is needed, but goods are discounted. Although there is a large profit margin in supplying goods at ex-factory prices, this is a privateering license, the first batch of privateering licenses in the United Republic of the Seven Provinces of the Netherlands, and the current East Netherlands

Indian companies relied on such a piece of paper to become the largest company in the world...

"Mr. Mohler, you also know that the privateering license is the most precious item in the world. Miss An? Charles spared no effort to persuade me to take it out, and I came here. But how to determine its value and whether it can be sold?

, I still hope to see a real 18-pounder gun before making a decision." Julia Henry said.

"Actually, it is a legal 16 pounds." Alphonse said with a smile: "You are right that the privateering license is a valuable item, but to me, it is still just an item, like an antique.

Even if I don’t buy it, I’ll just buy something else.”

"What do you mean?" Julia Henry was stunned, and even An Charles had a confused reaction like Alphonse's.

"First of all, I am a legal businessman, and I do not own a privateer. This means that I have to spend tens of thousands of livres to equip merchant ships and sailors for this first; then I have to open up sales channels in black ports, and even risk going to war with pirates.

He went to smuggling in the face of danger, and his income was no more than food and clothing, which is no different from what I am now." Alphonse smiled and sat on the sofa and spread his hands: "And you also know that I am an artillery merchant, and the goods I produce are used to do my best.
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next