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But it is a pity, perhaps due to limited vision, or perhaps due to factors that he does not know, in short, although the owner of the Iron Throne has a quite powerful royal fleet, he has never used this fleet to absorb wealth.

Billy drove the carriage carefully through the chaotic streets, and soon stopped in an alley marked "Flour Street".

It is easy to tell from the smell of wheat and meat from the surroundings that this is the food processing area that provides bread, sausage and deli meat products for the whole city.

Not far away, several busy apprentices are assisting the master to take out the freshly baked bread, put it into a wooden basket prepared in advance, and then load it into a carriage and transport it to various hotels, restaurants and markets.

The fat man jumped out of the car skillfully, knocked hard on the door of one of the food workshops, and shouted at the top of his voice, "Jain! Jain! Come out quickly! The goods you want have arrived!"

"Damn it! Don't make noise! ​​If my oven burns, I will definitely peel your skin." A violent voice quickly came from inside the house.

About two or three minutes later, an old man with rough skin around his face pushed open the closed door and asked with his cloudy eyes, "Where's my goods?"

"Here, it's all in the car. It's definitely the best flour, and there's absolutely no wheat bran. You have to give me a good price." Billy pointed to the cloth bag placed at the back.

"Hmph! No wheat bran at all? You told me that last time, but I found out that at least one-sixth of it was mixed. If you still dare to play such a trick this time, I will tell Jin Paozi, Let them talk to you about honesty." While threatening, the old man tore open the bag to check the quality of the flour carefully.

Although in Zhang Cheng's opinion, this yellowish-brown wheat flour must contain a lot of impurities, but he showed a satisfied expression: "Not bad! Compared with last time, it has been improved by two grades, I will give you more 30.00% of the price."

"No! No! No! Jain, you have to understand that good flour like this is not easy to get, the price of 30.00% is too low, at least 50.00% is enough. Don't think I don't know, such fine flour How much can you sell for baked bread, old man, you are too greedy." The fat man shook his head desperately trying to bargain.

"50.00%? Are you crazy? Has the martial arts tournament started yet! What's more, the reason why the bread can be sold at a high price is not only because of the good quality of the flour, but also because of my three-generation baking skills, up to 40.00%, if not Get out if you agree." The old man called Jain directly issued an ultimatum.

If it wasn't for the recent surge in the floating population in King's Landing City and the increasing consumption of all kinds of food and drinks, he wouldn't have been taken advantage of.

Billy squinted his eyes and stared at the other party, as if he wanted to judge whether there was any possibility of increasing the price, and after more than ten seconds, he pretended to reluctantly agree: "Well, for the sake of our cooperation for many years, Deal. I've brought some sausages, bacon, live chicken, and wine, too, if you need them, and I'll run to the next one if you need them."

"Old price?" Jain tentatively asked with a look of distrust.

"Of course it is a price increase of 40.00%! Let me tell you, in the next period of time, a large number of knights and nobles will flood into King's Landing City. As long as you can serve them well, you are guaranteed to make a lot of money, so don't be so stingy with your friends. .” The fat man unceremoniously fought for his own interests.

"Bastard! You are such a greedy poisonous snake! Be careful to feed yourself to death! Unload the goods, I want them all." After finishing speaking, Jain waved his hand into the room.

In the blink of an eye, two young apprentices ran out, carrying flour, various foods, and drinks into the warehouse bag by bag.

After simple calculations, the old man threw a leather bag full of silver deer to the fat man.

The latter checked carefully and confirmed that there were no mistakes, and the two parties completed the transaction.

Although there are more valuable currencies such as Golden Dragon and Silver Moon, in the commercial field, Silver Deer is the currency with the largest number and widest circulation.

Zhang Cheng did not speak from the beginning to the end, and watched the entire transaction process silently, and at the same time had a general understanding of the business atmosphere of Junlin City.

First of all, most of the time, both parties to the transaction do not sign any paper contract or agreement, relying entirely on verbal commitments and personal credit guarantees.

Secondly, there are certainly many small tricks such as pretending to be good, cheating and abducting. If you are not careful, you will probably be cheated to death.

Finally, administrative agencies and laws seldom interfere with the behavior of merchants, and they will not increase inexplicable taxes under random names like the European lords in the Dark Middle Ages on Earth.

Just when he was about to continue to observe the surrounding customs, the fat man finally emptied the entire carriage, and invited with a smile: "Sir, get in the car, I will take you to the place you want to go most now..."

Chapter 95 "Littlefinger"

Silk Street is a place where all people in King's Landing can arouse their desires, regardless of their sexual orientation, whether they are homosexual or heterosexual, they can find their own happiness here.

Because from the moment you set foot on this street, you will immediately be attracted by the white thighs, sexy back, and tulle clothing that is almost the same as transparent.

Some even don't mind being watched by passers-by, and put on a passionate show right next to the window on the second floor. The high-pitched screams and groans can be clearly heard tens of meters away.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Zhang Cheng couldn't believe that in a world equivalent to the background of the Middle Ages, there is such an open concept of sex. He only needs to pay a prostitution tax of one copper coin each time, and he can enjoy carnal pleasures without any worries. legal sanctions.

What surprised him even more was the avant-garde design of "sexy clothes", which not only properly reflected the vague sense of temptation, but also perfectly interpreted the theory that covering certain important parts is far more interesting than being naked.

Of course, the above are only scenes that can only be seen in high-end brothels, while those low-end brothels can only see poor girls in patched hemp robes.

In order to attract guests, they did not hesitate to pull the neckline very low to reveal their relatively full breasts. Most of the guests were mercenaries, small businessmen, poor knights, guards and so on.

Billy stared lustfully over the prettiest women as he headed for the largest and most ornate brothel on the street.

The moment he crossed the threshold, a blond beauty in a pink veil came up to her and greeted her with a smile: "Good afternoon, my lords, what do you need? Young and beautiful girl, or A handsome, handsome boy?"

"Hey, I really want to answer that I want a beauty like you, but unfortunately, today's protagonist is not me, but the gentleman next to me." Put it on the other party's upturned buttocks, and at the same time stick it to the ear and whisper: "We want to exchange a large sum of gold..."

"Oh? How much is a large sum?" The woman didn't care about whether she was taken advantage of, but instead turned her attention to "business".

"At least fifteen hundred golden dragons! The exact amount will only be known after the adult evaluates it."

Seeing that the opponent did not resist, the fat man became more courageous, and even started to slide down the ravine with his right hand, blatantly violating the most sensitive part of his lower body.

"Fifteen hundred gold dragons?" The woman subconsciously cast her eyes on the silent Zhang Cheng, with an unconcealable surprise on her face, followed by calmly avoiding Billy's further exploration, and took two steps back and said : "Come with me, my lord is just upstairs."

Looking at her slender and alluring back, the fat man licked his lips regretfully: "Damn it! It's almost there! When I make a lot of money, I must hire her to have fun for half a month."

"The fees here are very expensive?" Zhang Cheng rubbed his chin and asked with great interest.

"It's more than expensive! It's outrageously expensive! Do you know that it only costs one gold dragon to buy a 15-year-old girl's first night in Old Town, but it costs more than two gold dragons to order a random girl here? It took months of hard work to come and play for one night." Bill pursed his lips and complained in a low voice.

While the two were talking, the blond prostitute quickly walked through the stairs and corridors, and led them to a very quiet room, curtseying to the man sitting on the chair: "Lord Baelish, these two people He said that he wanted to talk to you about a business worth more than fifteen hundred gold dragons."

"Okay, I see." The man nodded slightly.

He looks very short, with a small pointed beard, and he is obviously not young, with a lot of white hair mixed with his temples. Although there is a polite smile on the corner of his mouth, his gray-green eyes are like a hunter. Eagle-sharp light.

Although it was only the first time they met, Zhang Cheng instantly recognized the biggest schemer and careerist throughout the entire A Song of Ice and Fire story, as well as one of the best players in the game of power, "Littlefinger" Pei. Tyr Baelish.

After all, his facial features are so obvious, coupled with this brothel, it is not too difficult to guess.

The blond prostitute didn't mean to talk nonsense. After bowing her knees again, she immediately turned and left the room and closed the door behind her.

After the sound of her footsteps gradually faded away, Baelish made a gesture of invitation: "Don't just stand there, please sit down, do you want some wine?"

"No, thank you, I hope to keep my head clear when discussing business." Zhang Cheng took the initiative in the conversation before the fat man.

Maybe many people still mistakenly think that "Little Finger" is a harmless little character who poses no threat to anyone, but he is very clear that this conspiracy master has personally planned the death of the former prime minister and started to provoke The hatred between the two huge forces "lion" and "wolf".

Dealing with such a guy, if you don't have the spirit of 12 points, you don't know how you will die if you are sold.

"Ah, well said. Few people realize the harm of excessive drinking. It seems that you are a smart person who knows restraint. But I am a little curious. You don't look like a resident of the Seven Kingdoms, do you From the Free Cities on the other side of the sea?"

In just a few sentences, Baelish began to test Zhang Cheng's details.

"Where I come from is not important, what is important is how much benefit I can bring, isn't it?" Zhang Cheng said, opening the travel bag, and placed pieces of yellow and orange gold ingots on the table.

Baelish's eyes lit up slightly, and he immediately echoed with a smile: "That's right! With this gold, I guarantee that even those high-ranking noble lords will not reject you."

"So what's the price you offered?" Zhang Cheng obviously didn't intend to continue playing this little game of probing each other, and chose to get straight to the point.

To be exact, before the "King of Green Hats" Robert and Duke Ed died, he didn't plan to have too much contact with this conspiracy master, so as not to get caught.