"Grandma, you have eyes that can see through everything."
Liszt smiled.
The dealings between him and Levi's are not particularly hidden, and it is not difficult for those who want to know. At least the Earl must know about their slave trade plan. As long as the Earl wants to know about the Coral Island, he can know it at any time.
Li Weila looked at the increasingly outstanding Liszt, and was very dissatisfied: "Liszt, the seafood business of the flower caravan has already reached my Falcon Town!"
"Then congratulations to my sister, the residents of Falcon Town can eat delicious seafood."
"I will organize the leaders to salvage seafood by themselves. Although you and Levi's have monopolized the seafood market, other lords will also organize the leaders to salvage seafood by themselves. Your good business will not last long!"
Sitting on the chair, Liszt didn't mind Li Weila's provocation: "Of course, small towns by the sea can salvage seafood by themselves, and they have the right to do so. But the coral island is so big, not every small town is tight. Next to the sea, not every beach is rich in seafood."
In fact, the current flower caravans no longer work hard to catch seafood.
Cooperate directly with the lord of the seaside town, let the town lord catch seafood, and then the flower caravan buys it and sells it to the city. The seafood specialties in each town are different, and the flower caravan has the most complete variety of seafood, which can be bought at a low price and sold at a high price.
After the nobles and commoners of Coral Island gradually got used to the seafood on the table.
The income has risen from the originally estimated three gold coins per day to four gold coins per day.
Taking into account the dividends paid to Levi's and the consumption of the caravan, it would be more than three gold coins a day. With the seafood market, Lister is enough to rank among the richest people in Coral Island.
This is an enviable profit.
Li Weila is jealous, but she also understands that Liszt has confidence - he has already fed Levi's. On Coral Island, two people speak the best, Earl and Levi's. The earl is the father of Levi's, and obviously he will not rob his son's property, and Levi's got shares again and issued a seafood license.
Now no one can take away Liszt's huge profits.
She had no choice but to change the subject abruptly: "Why did you come here early in the morning?"
"I'm here to send flowers to grandma." Liszt smiled slightly, and said to his personal servant Thomas, "Go get the potted plants in the carriage."
"Yes, sir."
After a while, a pot of black nightshade was brought in by Thomas.
"So it's nightshade." Mrs. Penelope suddenly said, "This is the pot of nightshade I gave you. You took good care of it? No, it's not the same pot as the one I gave you... Then Is the pot nightshade dead? It's so pitiful, but it still can't escape the withering end."
"Grandmother, don't be sad, that pot of nightshade is still alive and well, and it is very healthy, far healthier than ordinary nightshade."
"What do you mean?" Mrs. Penelope beckoned to her servant and put nightshade on the balcony, "Say what you have to say, Liszt, don't talk to me in such a tone, it reminds me of Merry Sarah. I've convinced myself that you bear a shadow of your father, albeit with Melissa's face."
Mrs. Penelope's resentment towards Melissa is still deep.
Liszt has no memory of his mother, nor does he know the tone of her speech before she was alive, but he can guess that his own speech is somewhat "mysterious", and perhaps has a sense of alienation that is not close enough. This is something that can't be helped, after all, he is not the original Liszt, so he can't invest too much family affection.
So, keep smiling: "The pot of nightshade you gave me is not sick, it's just giving birth to elf worms. Now, the nightshade worm has been born."
When the news of the elf worm came out, Mrs. Penelope and Rivera were taken aback.
Mrs. Penelope was really happy, and she forgot to be dissatisfied with Liszt's cryptic tone, and praised her grandson fiercely: "The knight is honored, Liszt, you are the luckiest one in the Tulip family. Good!" Take care of the nightshade elf worm, and treat it as a gift from me."
"I am very moved by the gift from my grandmother. When you celebrate your birthday this year, I will prepare an elaborate gift for you," Liszt said.
Even if you see Li Weila, you have to talk.
Liszt, who is not interested in girls in the second grade, has already got up: "Grandmother, I have an appointment with Mr. Frank, so I won't stay here any longer. I hope to have lunch in the castle at noon."
"Go ahead, lucky boy, and I'll let the kitchen make your favorite raw omelette."
…
"Mr. Frank."
"Baron Liszt, you look more mature, but you are still as handsome as before." Frank, whose hairline is almost reaching the top of his head, has an ugly red nose, "My family Shirley has graduated from the Horn Academy. , as soon as she came back, she wanted to see Brother Liszt."
"Is little Shirley back?" Liszt thought for a while before he remembered that little Shirley was Frank's youngest daughter.
In my childhood memory, Little Shirley was his little follower, because they were only one year younger, so they were able to play together. But then Liszt went to the Knight Academy, and little Shirley was sent to the Horn Academy by Frank, and they never met again.
As for Niujiao Academy, it is located on Ironshoe Island.
Ironshoe Island is the fief of the Marquis of Bull. He belongs to the line of Sapphire, and his ancestor is the favorite youngest son of Grand Duke Sapphire.
The Bull Marquis family built the Horn Academy to train maids for the court.
Gradually, the nobles, big and small, all sent their daughters to study at the Ox Horn Academy—the aristocratic ladies with a degree from the Ox Horn Academy were very popular in noble marriages. Because these ladies learn etiquette, female celebrity, housework, music, reading and writing, etc. in the college, they are considered to be self-cultivated.
Of course, not all aristocrats and ladies have gone to Niujiao Academy, Li Weila has not been there.
I don't know if it's an illusion.
Liszt always felt that Frank would never leave Shirley in three words, as if he was selling him.
"Probably, I have now become the hottest young unmarried nobleman on the island." He thought in his heart, but he didn't have any idea about Little Xueli. The little Xueli in his memory was a chubby man.
Frank promoted for a while, and seeing that Liszt did not respond enthusiastically, he gradually returned to the topic.
"Your officers and servants are taking stock."
Five hundred serfs were gathering together in twos and threes in an open space not far from the port. Judging by their appearance, most of them are very sick. I don't know if they are sick or seasick.
Gao Ertai and others took the clerks to count the number of serfs, calculate the ratio of men to women, and the number of craftsmen. Just a rough count, and soon returned to Liszt.
"My lord, there are a total of 476 serfs..."
Frank was on the side, explaining casually: "The serfs were transported back from a long distance, and some people would inevitably get sick or not acclimatized to the environment. The fleet initially purchased 510 serfs, and lost 34 of them. "
I sighed slightly in my heart.
Liszt nodded in agreement—he knew very well that the sale of serfs would inevitably be accompanied by death.
"Mr. Gao Ertai, ask the flower caravan to cooperate and transfer these serfs to Huahua Town as soon as possible."