After getting 00 thalers, Huang Xuan found a Hamburg Chamber of Commerce with familiarity and rented one of their warehouses at the port. Huang Xuan was already very familiar with these, so he did it smoothly.
"The Honeywell Chamber of Commerce should be able to purchase some food." Lorraine's inspection method was different. He directly scanned people's safes. As long as he had cash to pay the bill, everything was easy. There is no credit for plane travel.
"Which company is it?" None of these chambers of commerce stationed at the port have big signboards. In fact, even if they did, Huang Xuan wouldn't recognize them.
"Go straight to the third house."
Huang Xuan tightened his tight-fitting clothes. He had just bought a tight-fitting blue top commonly worn by Prussians. As a teenager, his figure was much thinner than that of ordinary Prussians, so this dress seemed too baggy.
The Honeywell Chamber of Commerce has a door dyed dark red, with two Roman-style columns standing on the steps in front of the door. It looks a bit like a crappy hotel, except that it lacks two doormen.
Huang Xuan looked around and walked in. People on the street were walking in a hurry, as if they were chasing something. Not far away, the shouts of boatmen could be heard, with a rich central accent, thick as if they were condensed into a ball.
"Want wheat?" Lorraine translated Huang Xuan's voice as if it were a middle-aged man. Maybe Germans are very old, but it didn't sound special.
In Germany, wheat is not only used in staple foods such as bread, but also as the main raw material for beer. Therefore, the price is often higher than that of rice. Of course, rice is rarely grown in the Rhineland.
Honeywell Chamber of Commerce is an export-oriented chamber of commerce. Taking advantage of the peak of the rise of German capital, it exports domestic goods to Europe and the world. Like all chambers of commerce in this period, they have few main projects. Goods that someone is willing to buy are goods that can be exported.
A sleepy-eyed guy raised his head. He wore a dirty white hat and was dressed like a down-and-out sailor. He held a quill in his mouth and said: "Only bulk commodities are purchased here. Do you know? Country bumpkin, Where are you from."
"This guy's voice really sounds like Huang Jianxuan. It's so annoying." Huang Xuan said this to Lorraine. He looked at the eye droppings on the guy's face with disgust and said: "5,000 pounds of wheat, you guys can eat it." "Down?"
The guy blinked his eyes a few times, causing the eye drops to move a few millimeters. He chewed the pen holder in his mouth, spit it out, and cursed: "Hillbilly, get out of here."
Huang Xuan's face suddenly froze. He has never been scolded by such people. He has always been coaxed by people since he was a child, and it is rare for him to accommodate others. If he occasionally meets one or two idiots at school, he will still be polite and keep his demeanor, but that is demeanor, just polite. If he is really scolded by such a guy with a shitty face, "get out", he will suddenly feel angry. .
I thought of the two days I spent here. First I worked as a forest guerrilla for a day, and then I was blackmailed by a drunkard. I stinked in a stuffy carriage all day. Now I am taking care of other people's business, and I am looked down upon by others. This dirty guy in front of me Dirty guys are clearly racist.
Huang Xuan kicked the counter violently, knocking over the counter opposite with the person and his belongings. Then he stepped over the books and books scattered on the floor, grabbed the man's collar, and slapped him with his backhand.
At this time, everyone in the room was stunned, and a few people who had originally planned to watch the excitement were also dumbfounded on the spot, not knowing what to do.
Huang Xuan moved his shoulders comfortably and said to Lorraine: "My body is much easier to use now than before."
"Every time and space traveler has a physique even stronger than this." Lorraine hit Huang Xuan very hard and said: "Your physical foundation is too poor. In the era of big planes, you cannot become a time and space traveler with a body like yours. ”
"Whatever." Huang Xuan pouted. The guy on the ground was still covering his face and cursing something. Huang Xuan went up and kicked him again and cursed: "Idiot." Lorraine did not translate.
At this time, the remaining Prussians reacted. Two sturdy guys yelled and rushed up to catch Huang Xuan, but he threw them out one by one. The room suddenly became more chaotic.
"It's really troublesome." Huang Xuan watched helplessly as more and more Prussians were driven out, and he was a little scared. This was the legendary Germany where all the people were in the army. If he picked out two kittens and puppies, they would be strong and healthy. biceps brachii.
Several tall men in short shirts blocked the door. Huang Xuan was pushed against the wall and said to Lorraine, "How about we go home first?"
"There are at least 0 tons of wheat stored in the warehouse at the dock. If we go back now, we will not only lose money, but also waste energy."
Huang Xuan felt that Lorraine's stinginess was really outrageous. He also used idioms, but unfortunately they were not good words.
"What should we do?" he asked.
"I believe you have a solution."
Huang Xuan took a deep breath and tried to calm down like what he said on TV, and then became even more panicked. At this time, an elderly Prussian wearing a monocle walked in from the back door of the counter, looking at the messy cabinet with a gloomy face. , said: "What's going on?"
"He hit me." The guy with a swollen face said with a big tongue.
Facing a dozen big German men who might have been transferred to the militia, Huang Xuan felt that it was better to convince them with reason. He coughed and said: "He refused to harvest my wheat and insulted me."
"kindness?"
The fat-faced man quickly explained: "He said he has 5,000 pounds of wheat. Such troublemakers..." His voice became lower and lower as he spoke, and finally stopped, and the old man's face became more and more gloomy.
Huang Xuan smiled inwardly. I'm afraid this guy was really beaten. If it were him, he would at least find some reasons for the other party to want credit or raise the price, instead of talking about what he thinks.
Although the old man's face was as dark as if someone had stepped on him, he still didn't get angry. Instead, he faced Huang Xuan and said, "What he said..."
"I originally wanted to sell 5,000 pounds of wheat to you." He looked at the strong men around him and said, "I have 60,000 pounds of wheat in the warehouse at the dock."
The old man glanced at the counter on the ground and was not sure about letting Huang Xuan go out. Instead, he said to the person next to him: "Guderian, go to the dock and have a look. Sir, which chamber of commerce do you belong to?"
Huang Xuan didn't have any chamber of commerce. He simply took out the rental contract and keys from his body, threw the latter to Guderian and said, "Let him see it by himself, and we'll talk about it later."
The Germans in the room were a little surprised that Huang Xuan handed over the keys so confidently, but they were just surprised. They thought that someone might be watching the warehouse.
"Go get a cup of coffee." The old man said, glaring at the fat-faced man on the ground, then turned and left.
The Germans present quickly cleaned up the room and moved the smashed counter out, and the entire small hall quickly returned to normal. Huang Xuan crossed one leg and sat on a chair nearby, sipping a cup of coffee in front of him, and looked at the sloppy man who had half of his face beaten up with provocative eyes. Except for the three menacing men standing in front of the door, the environment in front of them was actually comfortable.
Guderian quickly returned to the Chamber of Commerce. He said a friendly hello to Huang Xuan and told others to take good care of him. Then he walked quickly to the backyard. Huang Xuan looked at the fat-faced man, licked his lips behind his back, and held his hands. He made a killing motion.
The provocateur made him stand up, and then he was immediately pulled on the stool by the staff next to him. Huang Xuan opened his mouth and laughed twice. Although he didn't say anything, everyone knew what he was laughing at.
Before the other party could get angry, Guderian strode in again, smiled at Huang Xuan, and said, "Mr. Adolf invites you."
Honeywell's backyard is like other German chambers of commerce, with low bungalows surrounding it to form a courtyard structure, and the warehouse is built closest to the main entrance. Some flowers and plants are planted in the middle of the yard, most of which are ordinary varieties, but they are not. robust.
Adolf was waiting quietly in a living room in the backyard, with French-style tables and chairs placed in the middle. After a small episode, his face remained calm, holding a glass of red wine in his hand, sipping it carefully.
Huang Xuan sat carelessly on the chair opposite Adolf and said, "Are we talking about business or something else?"
"Of course it's business." The old man had a German-style speaking style. He spoke very quickly but in an even rhythm. Although Huang Xuan couldn't understand his language, he could still feel that he was a very regular Prussian.
"What about the price?" Huang Xuan asked straightforwardly.
Adolf smiled and said: "5 yuan per thousand pounds." Two yuan more than the previous store gave.
Huang Xuan happily stretched out a hand and said: "Deal."
Guderian looked at Huang Xuan in surprise, and kept this expression until he sent him out. Maybe in his opinion, such a stylish transaction should not happen to an Asian. A transaction of more than 000 thalers.
He took several chamber of commerce staff to check the wheat in the warehouse, and Huang Xuan successfully got 10 thalers. It has to be said that the Germans are very disciplined in doing business. Even if Huang Xuan was alone, Guderian did not directly send him 10 thalers. All the wheat in the warehouse was taken away. If it were in France, the situation might be completely different.
Saying goodbye to a few people, Huang Xuan took the money to rent several warehouses again, and then put all the wheat, rice, corn and spices and sugar he brought into them. Then he found several chambers of commerce and sold them with a price slightly lower than the market price. The price was about to sell one by one. After finishing all this, Huang Xuan threw the last bag of silver coins into the plane channel opened by Lorraine and relaxed. (To be continued)