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Chapter 819 The Incendiary Mosquito

At the port in front of Settlement No. [-], two red-faced men were holding hands tightly.

One of them is the boss of Goblin Technology, WC Zhenyou Mosquito, and the other is also not small, he is a quartermaster under the command of the Tiger Army warlord.

Although this man's military rank is not high, he is only a commander, but the cost is more than 100 billion.

Even for Qian's sake, Mosquito showed some respect and politeness, and enthusiastically shook his hand.

"Happy cooperation!"

"Hahaha! Happy cooperation!"

When he said this, although Chopra felt pain in his heart, he still squeezed out a forced smile on his face.

One silver coin for 100 Xilan coins...

This price is almost lost to grandma's house!

Seeing the heartache on his client's face, Mosquito couldn't help feeling sorry for him.

It wasn't that he was moved with compassion, the main reason was that he didn't specialize in remittance business, and in the end it was Fang Chang's bastard who helped him exchange the money, and he also paid 20 points of profit for it.

In other words, that bastard Fang Chang didn't do anything, but used the name of "financial service fee" to prostitute 20 points from his own profit.

Although this means that he earns more, the mosquito still feels very angry when he thinks of that proud face.

Let that dog thing win again!

Gan!
But at this moment, his eyes rolled, and he suddenly thought of a brilliant idea, looking at Commander Chopra and said with a smile on his face.

"My friend, I treat you as my own. My clients are all my family members, but there is a sentence that I don't know if I should say it or not."

Chopra said quickly after hearing the words.

"Please speak!"

"This Xilan coin, I reckon it will be finished sooner or later. Instead of letting you be cut off by the bank in Jingalun Port, it's better to let me—cough! I mean, I can help you!"

Mosquito originally wanted to slowly popularize science with him about the relationship between currency circulation and value from the perspective of inflation, but seeing this guy's smart face, he dismissed the idea.

Nothing.

Even if he dries up his saliva, I'm afraid this guy won't understand the internal logic of the depreciation of Xilan coins.

Besides, even if this guy understands it, when he relays it to his boss, General Jha, I'm afraid the confidence level of the information will have to be compromised, and it will be a coincidence that the latter can understand it.

The eyeballs turned again, and the smile that was like a spring breeze hung on the mosquito's face again, and he continued to speak earnestly.

"The Xilan coin keeps falling. I am very worried about you. Now you need more than 10 million to buy a tank, and maybe [-] billion next year. How many shirts do you have to knit to exchange for one? Not to mention our closet is almost full of you. If you don't change some new tricks, you may not be able to get so many Xilan coins next year."

Chopra said with a bitter expression.

"Do you think we think that we have no choice. The money printing machine is in the hands of His Majesty, and he has the final say on how to use it, as well as silver coins, including dinars... All the foreign exchange we earn and export settlement duties are all deposited with the Royal Mint. We received Xilan coins from them at a price of 1:12.5, but we couldn't exchange them for silver coins at this price."

Mosquito said sadly.

"Confused! Why do you want the emperor to print money, can't you print it yourself?"

Upon hearing this, Chopra said in a cold sweat.

"You can't talk nonsense, printing money privately will cost you your head!"

Mosquito said with a tut.

"Who told you to print Xilan coins? There is a hammer for printing that waste paper. Can't you just print cat coins and tiger coins?"

Chopra couldn't laugh or cry when he heard this, and really didn't know how to complain about this guy's bad idea.

Isn't that still the same!

Do not--

To be precise, the nature is actually different, and it might offend Jiayi.

Local authorities issue currency privately and endorse it with their own sovereign credit.

Is this tantamount to treason?
Chopra felt cold sweat flowing into a stream, and raised his arm to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

Seeing that this guy was as timid as a mouse, Mosquito didn't dislike him, instead he smiled and handed him a cigarette.

"Don't be so nervous. I just saw that you bought so many money printing machines but didn't plan to use them. It's a pity to think about them."

Chopra, who took the cigarette, was stunned for a moment, unable to understand what the guy said.

"Buy... money printing machine?"

Mosquito glanced around, especially when his eyes fell on the Conqueror [-] tanks.

"Isn't this thing just a money printing machine? If you buy one or two hundred and go back, I don't believe that Wu Tuo dares to trouble you."

Chopra, who was smoking a cigarette, swallowed and was a little moved, but his eyes were obviously a little disturbed.

"You have oversimplified the matter. No matter how you say it, issuing a sovereign currency is a face-breaking act. Not to mention that no one recognizes our currency, and the political risk is not small. Even if it is for the sake of face, it is impossible for the royal family to—"

Mosquito said with a sigh.

"It's not that I've made things simple, it's that your brains can't turn around. You don't dare to issue sovereign currency, but don't you dare to get a silver coin voucher like Gold Gallon Port? Every silver coin you reserve in cash or Equivalent financial assets issue ten vouchers, and you can use the vouchers for settlement in the future, and it will be over."

The moment he heard these words, Chopra felt as if a certain switch had been turned on in his brain, and he suddenly understood.

Yup……

They copied the banking system of King Gallon Port, so they forgot to copy this most critical assignment!
With Huzhou's economic scale and trade throughput with the alliance, they are fully capable of issuing silver coin vouchers. At that time, they can bypass Xilan coins for trade settlement and completely get rid of the blood drawn by the royal family of Tiandu.

Once the mind was opened, Chopra's breathing gradually became short of breath.

If this matter can be done, it will solve Huzhou's worries!

And his contribution may be greater than the contribution of purchasing arms!

Chopra looked at the mosquito excitedly, and imitated the actions of the Alliance people and clasped his fists together.

"Thanks! Brother!"

Seeing his high level of comprehension, Mosquito also had a happy smile on his face.

"You're welcome...cough, I'll just say this casually. You'd better find someone to perfect the details. I heard that there are quite a few people in the financial industry in Jingalun Port."

His little knowledge of economics in bulk was also heard from Chang Fang, at most to the extent that he knew what was going on.

After all, this thing is not his specialty, and it would be bad to kill customers.

After all, no matter how cheap the purchase price of the batch of arms in his hand was, someone had to buy them.

Not long after the mosquito sent Chopra away, Yarman, who was close to the pier, finally went ashore along the gangway.

Desolate but full of mechanical texture, like a spaceship stranded in the desert, this is his most intuitive first impression of the port and even the settlement behind the port.

One-third of the piers here are made of metal, like pontoon bridges made of steel plates, and the remaining two-thirds are concrete piers that are almost the same as Xifan Port, extending straight from the coastline to the deep water area.

In addition, there are also some docks under construction, which seem to be prepared for those large cargo ships carrying containers.

These piers are not only much wider than other piers, but are also equipped with fixed cranes like cranes, and door-shaped suspensions.

Not only the part of the pier was impressive, but also the situation in the warehouse area made him look sideways.

Containers are piled up on the wide concrete floor like building blocks.

Forklifts and lift trucks shuttle back and forth between containers, in addition to dock workers wearing exoskeletons busy unloading from open containers...

It has to be admitted that the mechanical technology of the alliance is indeed outstanding. These dock workers work in pairs, and one person can do more work than five people in Xifan Port.

Although Yarman was surprised, he didn't care too much.

After all, although exoskeletons are rare in Borneo, they are not rare in the Legion. If necessary, he can certainly afford them.

As for shipping in containers, while it's true that it's more efficient than bulk shipping, the need for shipping on the wasteland itself isn't that great.

If you want to open a container flight, you need not only a special ship, but also a special wharf.

Compared with the expensive maintenance costs, the increased efficiency is completely negligible.

At least Arman felt so.

Moreover, the backlog of containers is also a big problem. The containers are not only piled up in the port, but even piled up in the settlements.

However, those survivors were quite clever. They directly changed these iron boxes into doors and windows, and used them as houses.

For Haiya Province, which is located in the subtropics, it is not too cold. The only thing to worry about is extreme weather. Those empty boxes can be blown away by a gust of wind.

In short, compared with Xifan Port, which is covered with marble buildings and luxurious street lights, this place is undoubtedly much shabby.

Yarman didn't waste time taking a closer look at the port, because he had more important things to do.

Seeing another container ship full of munitions leaving the port, he hastily walked towards the port staff member who was walking towards him.

"We have a total of eight ships here, what procedures should I go through?"

Looking at the few cargo ships with empty decks, the port office staff standing on the pier looked at the Willant who disembarked with a strange expression.

One or two empty ships is not uncommon, but it is really rare for a whole fleet of eight ships to be empty.

"...There are no formalities for docking, just pay the berthing fee before leaving the shore. However, the goods that arrive at the shore need to be registered before unloading. This is a necessary procedure to prevent smuggling...Do you need a cargo declaration?"

Yarman shook his head quickly.

"no need."

"...Well, I guess you don't need it either. If you need to add more information later, you can go to the port office to apply for it yourself."

The staff of the port office shrugged and closed the opened receipt book again.

Seeing that the staff member turned to leave, Arman quickly stopped him and asked.

"By the way, what is this place?"

The staff member looked at him strangely when he heard his inquiry.

"You mean here? This was the landing point of the Burning Corps before. The respected administrator intends to help the locals rebuild their homes, so now this is the Alliance's No. [-] settlement."

This guy doesn't even know where this place is, why come here to join in the fun?

Arman was even more taken aback when he heard his explanation, and subconsciously glanced to the side again.

This settlement...

It was only built in the past two months? !
"Is there... no name here?" Alman couldn't help but ask in shock.

The staff member said with a smile.

"Not yet, the manager said it's a trivial matter. The gentleman plans to wait for more than [-] survivors to settle here, and let the locals decide what the name of this place is... You can ask a local about these things yourself , I don’t have anything else to do, I’m busy with other things first.”

Yarman nodded blankly, watched the staff leave, and then looked in the direction of the port area, only feeling his scalp tingling.

He is sure that those things are definitely the equipment of the Eastern Corps Expeditionary Army!
However, what he couldn't understand was, why did these equipment appear in the alliance's port?
Is it...

That honorable General Lium, sold them to the Alliance? !

Arman's face changed slightly, and an ominous premonition gradually appeared in his heart.

In order to reach the coast of death quickly, he deliberately emptied the warehouse and ran over with an empty boat.

If this business can't be done, then he really lost to his grandma's house!

Obviously also noticed the situation in the warehouse area of ​​the port, the pilot captain got off the cargo ship, looked at Alman and asked.

"what's going on……"

This transaction has his dividend, even for the sake of Dinar, he has to care about it.

Arman looked at him with an ugly face and shook his head.

"I don't know either... There seems to be something wrong with the situation here."

Just a little problem?

The captain looked at Arman nervously, and continued to ask hesitantly.

"Do you still want to go to that Haibei City?"

"Of course I have to go, but before I go there, I have to go around and ask..."

He had to figure out what was going on with the ammunition stockpiled here!
Without hesitation, Arman immediately went back to the ship to pick up a few followers, and led them to the direction of the warehouse.

Coincidentally, when he walked to the door of the warehouse area, the mosquitoes just came out of it.

The two met each other and immediately realized that the identity of the other was not simple.

Looking at the big nose, Mosquito first handed out the business card in his hand and said with a smile on his face.

"Goblin Technology! We provide the most professional hard work, wherever there is an explosion, there is us. This is my business card, find out!"

Yarman took the business card in his hand with a dazed expression, just in time to see the words "Military Equipment" written in the column of business scope on the business card.

"Wait, are you in the arms business?"

When the other party mentioned the arms, Mosquito suddenly became energetic and said eagerly.

"That's a must! Our company's most popular sales are arms, ranging from small rifles to large aircraft and tanks! Do you need me to recommend it to you!"

"Wait... just wait a moment!"

Yarman didn't care to listen to his introduction, and hurriedly rummaged through his body, and quickly found the subscription certificate and letter of introduction issued from the Governor's Mansion.

Seeing the paper this guy handed to him, Mosquito froze for a moment.

"What the hell is this?"

Arman swallowed, with a smile on his face, and said nervously.

"The subscription certificate and letter of introduction issued by the Governor's Office of Xifan Port..."

At this moment, he was like a man who fell into the water, trying his best to catch all the straws that floated past his eyes.

He also knew that this was not realistic, but he still had a ten-thousandth hope, hoping that the Governor's Mansion had already communicated with the Alliance, and that the person in front of him would know this thing.

however--

The person who took the scroll had a dazed expression on his face. He looked at the paper and then at him.

"What the hell is this?"

Facing the expression that obviously did not know the document, Yarman was completely desperate.

All negotiating skills are useless at this moment.

He felt like a clown standing here at the moment, but subconsciously said in a stammering voice.

"That's right, it's the subscription certificate and letter of introduction I mentioned. We are here to help transport the arms at the call of the governor's office in Xifan Port..."

Mosquito interrupted him impatiently.

"Well, I don't want to hear these things. If you want it, just make a price."

He didn't care where the Villantes were taking the equipment.

They'd be better off selling to the Empire.

In this way, he can sell things that can cut this group of iron bumps to various warlords in Borneo Province.

For example, the No. 2 B-type tank, such as the W-3 aircraft, or even the W-[-] under development, and so on.

With the last sliver of unrealistic hope, Arman spoke almost desperately.

"According to the quotation on the subscription certificate, we can recycle these weapons at a price of 1 dinars per ton—"

Hearing this outrageous offer, the mosquito almost choked to death on its own saliva.

"Ten thousand dinars per ton? What are you here to buy? Chinese cabbage?"

Anyway, he was using an excavator to replace those tanks!

These profiteers actually want to wholesale by the ton, and call it recycling, so shameless!
"Yes, but the Governor's Office..."

Looking at the stuttering big nose, the mosquito interrupted him impatiently.

"Don't talk to me about your governor's office, we are an alliance! If you give me this waste paper, you might as well get Xilan coins... Bah, we don't accept Xilan coins here, you have to pay silver coins or Cr!"

Arman could only feel the cells in his body trembling, and finally squeezed out a word from his blue lips.

"Then... how much do you sell it for?"

Don't have much hope for this buyer, Mosquito said lazily.

"It depends on what you buy. For Conqueror 10, 100 million silver coins."

"100 million silver coins?!" Arman's eyes widened, and he glared at him angrily, "You dare to sell second-hand equipment so expensive, why don't you grab it!"

If it was one or two million silver coins, he could buy it with the pain of heart, and he would not lose too much if he sold it at a price of sixty-seven million dinars.

However, Mosquito was not polite to him at all, and he didn't even plan to talk to him.

"If you think it's too expensive, don't buy it!"

Rolling his eyes, he stuffed the stack of paper rolls back into the big-nosed hand, and took away the business card he had just handed out.

MMP!

After working for a long time, these people are here to prostitute for nothing!

It made him excited for a long time in vain!

Without stopping for a moment, Mosquito took his little brother directly into the off-road vehicle parked at the door, and disappeared at the end of the road in less than half a minute, leaving only a group of Willant people standing in a mess at the entrance of the warehouse area .

Looking at the boss who hadn't moved for a long time, a follower following Arman said cautiously.

"...Maybe the Eastern Legion has only sold off a part of it, and there are still stocks in Haibei City that have not been sold out. Or... let's go there to try our luck?"

"I hope..." There was a bitter smile on his face. At this moment, Arman seemed to be ten years old, and he could no longer see a trace of the high spirits on the road when he came.

This time he wasted at least a month.

Originally, he was still counting on the money earned from this transaction to be more than a little profit, which would be used to pay liquidated damages for late delivery of sugar cubes, tea and other goods.

But now it appears he will have to eat the loss himself.

Not only that, those goods stored in the warehouse at Xifan Port Wharf need to pay rent, and this is not a small expense...

Just as Yarman was worrying about the bills, shadows of boats appeared on the sea in the distance.

They rushed towards the port of Settlement No. [-] like ducks in a frenzy.

Zhang Ze, who was carrying goods in the port area, raised his head with a surprised expression on his face.

"Why are there so many ships?"

This porter's job was introduced to him by the Employment Guidance Center of Settlement No. [-]. The hourly wage was eight silver coins, just like Renault's who got off the bus halfway.

But he is still young, it is impossible to work here for a lifetime, this job is just an excess for him.

After saving a sum of capital and obtaining the status of the alliance, sooner or later he will go back to his old business and do some business.

The colleague wearing the exoskeleton put down the cargo box in his hand and said with a smile.

"It doesn't matter how many boats he comes to. It has nothing to do with us. After get off work, go to the tavern for a drink or two."

Another worker standing next to him grinned and raised his arm to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

"I can't see it enough. With so many ships, I'm afraid I have to work overtime... Maybe I will be so busy until dark."

This is not Chip Harbor. There are bars open until midnight, and most small businesses serve scavengers returning from nearby ruins. They close after eight o'clock.

Zhang Ze stared into the distance for a while, thought for a moment and said.

"...Not necessarily, I think the cargo ships that came just now seem to be empty."

"Empty ship?" A group of colleagues working with him froze for a moment, "Here?"

The entire No. [-] settlement is still in the initial stage of construction, and there is nothing to produce. What can an empty ship do here?
Buy junk?

Everyone was stupefied, looking at the cargo ships scrambling to the pier in puzzlement.

Not only the workers at the dock were puzzled, but the director of the port office was also stunned after listening to his subordinates' report.

"It's strange... Are these Willant people here on vacation?"

There are even a few passenger ships in those groups, although they seem to be empty...

And while the staff of the alliance were stunned, the Willant people standing on the port were also stunned when they saw the cargo ships full of munitions passing by them.

good guy...

They have just touched Haiya Province, and some people have already returned with full rewards? !

This is too fast!

(End of this chapter)