Han Du suddenly raised his head and smiled at Zhu Biao and said, "Your Highness, do you believe it? In the future, the biggest buyers of tea like us may not be the nobles in this banquet hall, but the common people who are just a little richer."
Zhu Biao looked at Han Du blankly and said it was impossible, "Those civilians just got rich by chance. If they didn't use the money to improve their lives, how could they waste it on our tea?"
"No, in their opinion, drinking tea like this is the only way to improve life." Han Du smiled meaningfully at Zhu Biao.
Zhu Biao shook his head helplessly. It was really difficult for him to understand what Han Du said. But he admired Han Du from the bottom of his heart for making money. Since Han Du said he could make a lot of money this way, he must be able to make a lot of money. Looking at Qian's face, Zhu Biao no longer cared about it.
Han Du looked at Zhu Biao, chuckled and explained, "As for why I want to give them the best tea to drink, isn't there a saying? There was a time when everything was difficult to make water, except for Wushan, it was not cloud. They had tasted the best After tasting tea, not only will you not look down on second-rate tea, but you will spare no effort to pursue tea because you have tasted the best tea."
Zhu Biao also understood a little, nodded and smiled: "Is this the same as your Jiaofangsi? Since the rise of your Jiaofangsi, the four famous buildings in the capital have been suppressed by Jiaofangsi. Isn't that true? ?”
Han Du smiled and nodded, then realized what he was doing and asked in surprise: "Does Your Highness also know about Jiaofangsi and the Four Famous Buildings?"
"Ahem..." Zhu Biao was short of breath and coughed twice. He quickly lowered his head to avoid Han Du's gaze and said as if to escape: "They have all finished drinking tea. You'd better go and continue chatting with them about tea." Bar."
Because of Han Jingyun, Han Du still felt a little unhappy when he saw Zhu Biao like this. But since Han Jingyun chose Zhu Biao at the beginning, then as the prince, Zhu Biao will definitely not only have Han Jingyun as his concubine, and it will be inevitable for Zhu Biao to have three palaces and six courtyards after he ascends the throne in the future.
Since Han Du couldn't stop it at first, he is too lazy to say anything now.
Then, Han Du took a few steps forward and returned to the middle of the high platform. He smiled and clapped his hands to attract everyone's attention. "Okay, since everyone has tasted our tea, you should know the pros and cons of the tea." Alright?"
The nobles of Khrumos City, headed by the city lord, nodded. Originally, they did not know the advantages and disadvantages of tea, but today they have truly experienced it. Needless to say, tribute tea, even the tea they drink now is much better than what they drank before.
Seeing everyone nodding, Han Du stretched out his hand and said, "Everyone, as businessmen, we are discussing business. I plan to hold this banquet into an auction."
"Auction?" Harder clicked his tongue twice, not knowing how to tell others, and asked: "Master Marquis, what is this auction?"
Han Du explained with a smile, "As for the auction, I put the goods out one by one, giving a minimum price for each item, and then the people who want to buy the goods bid. Each time the price is increased, there is a minimum price. Price. There is no upper limit, the one with the highest price will get it!"
After hearing this, Hard nodded and turned to explain to the others.
After everyone listened, they were immediately surprised by this trading method, and soon found this trading method very interesting, urging Han Du to start quickly.
Since the customers couldn't wait any longer, Han Du naturally complied with their request and started directly, "Then please take a look at the first item in this auction, the finest tea, ten pounds. The starting price is one thousand pounds of gold, and the price will increase each time. Less than ten pounds!" Everyone was a little dissatisfied when they heard that it was just fine tea, and the noise suddenly started.
After hearing this, Hade quickly said to Han Du: "Master Marquis, they all want to buy tribute tea. And the Lord of the City also said that if the Marquis can provide tribute tea, he is willing to buy it for a thousand times the price of gold. "
Han Du glanced at Hade and said, "Tell them, tribute tea is impossible. Let alone if he pays a thousand pounds of gold, even if it is ten thousand pounds, I can't find tribute tea for him. If you want to buy it, this is the only way. Waiting for the tea; forget it if you don’t want to buy it, I can prepare the next item.”
After hearing Han Du's unreasonable words, the noise below became even louder. Some people were even extremely dissatisfied with Han Du's attitude, saying that if they were not given tribute tea, they would not buy such tea.
After hearing what Hader told him, Han Du spread his hands and said, "Forget it if you don't buy it, the next one~"
Before Han Du asked the maid to remove the tea leaves, someone suddenly raised their hands, "One thousand pounds!"
Harder glanced at the man who raised his hand in surprise, and quickly whispered in Han Du's ear: "That's Master Punk, the owner of the Punk Slave Market."
Han Du nodded clearly and smiled at Punk. The other party was complimenting him and helping him at this critical moment.
Others also looked at Punk in surprise. Although they all knew that Punk was rich, they did not expect that he would want to buy the tea so simply.
Punk ignored everyone's gaze, stared at Han Du and asked: "Dare you ask a businessman from the East, do you only have these ten pounds of such tea?"
"Of course," Han Du nodded, "I only brought ten pounds of fine tea to Khrumos this time. Even if there is more in the future, it will have to wait until the next time I come."
Punk nodded and asked, "Will there be a lot of fine tea like this in the future?"
Han Du shook his head and said: "There are not many such high-quality teas even in the Ming Dynasty. How can there be too much in Hurumos?"
Han Du had already guessed Punk's thoughts and couldn't help but sigh to himself. He was indeed a big businessman. He already knew what to do before anyone could react.
Punk nodded with a satisfied smile and sat back down without saying a word.
Han Du didn't bother to pay attention to the others and asked directly: "One thousand pounds per time, is there any increase in price?"
Everyone turned a deaf ear to Han Du's words and looked directly at Punk.
The city lord frowned and looked at Punk, and asked strangely: "It's not tribute tea, what did you buy it for?"
Faced with such unreasonable questions from the city lord, Punk just smiled faintly, bowed slightly and said: "Returning to the city lord, Punk has always preferred tea. Although this is not tribute tea, Punk still wants to It’s bought.”
The city lord frowned and said nothing.
Han Du didn't wait for them and continued to ask: "Is there any increase in price for the second time of one thousand pounds?"
"One thousand pounds..."
When Han Du was about to announce the deal, someone raised his hand.
"One thousand and ten pounds!"
If someone raises the price, it's fine. If someone raises the price, there will be competition. With competition, the price will gradually be raised. Han Du felt relieved. To be honest, he really didn't want to sell such tea at such a price. Although selling it this way would make a lot of money, it was still far from what Han Du wanted.
Faced with other people's price increases, Punk didn't seem worried at all, and even deliberately showed an expression of relief on his face.
When everyone saw him like this, they didn't know what to do. Some people lowered their heads in thought, while some people couldn't help but shrink back when faced with such a price.
Just when Punk thought he had a winning chance and was about to add ten pounds to buy the tea, a voice suddenly came.
"One thousand one hundred pounds!" He added ninety pounds in one breath. Who is so heroic?
Although Punk didn't look sideways, his face instantly darkened just by hearing this man's voice. This man was the owner of another slave market, and he happened to be in the same business as Punk, and he was also a sworn enemy.
Punk pays attention to the above-board background when buying and selling slaves, and he will also work hard to slowly train the slaves in various skills. But this man is completely opposite to Punk. The sources of his slaves are usually unfair. He takes the slaves captured by pirates and wants the slaves sold to him by bandits. There are even rumors that he himself will send people out to capture civilians and turn them into slaves to sell them.
Moreover, his slave market will not care about any slaves he sells, whether they are betrayal or hurt the slave owner.
The moment Punk heard this person's voice, his face twitched several times.
After the other party finished talking about the price, he stared fiercely at the back of Punk's head.
Even if Punk didn't look back, he could feel that the other person was staring at him now.
The two of them are in the same business, so-called peers are enemies. What's more, Punk has an excellent reputation in the slave market industry, but the other party is so bad that many people are unwilling to mention it.
But the other party just thinks that the slave business should be like him, and people like Punk are the outliers.
Now that he was entangled by such a person, Punk no longer hoped that he could pick it up, and directly quoted the price, "Twelve hundred pounds!"
If the opponent adds ninety pounds, Punk will directly add one hundred pounds. The other party can't stand Punk, but in fact Punk can't stand the other party either.
Moreover, the others were not watching the show. Some of them slowly came to their senses and began to participate in the tea bidding.
This time, without waiting for Handu to quote, the prices were quoted one after another.
"One thousand two hundred and ten pounds!"
"One thousand two hundred and thirty pounds!"
"One thousand two hundred and fifty pounds!"
"Thirteen hundred pounds!" Punk raised his hand again. Every time the price is increased, others are stunned.
When the other party saw Punk's momentum, he couldn't stand it and immediately raised the price, "One thousand four hundred pounds!"
"Fifteen hundred pounds!" Punk showed no sign of weakness in the face of deliberate trouble.
Since the other party dared to go against Punk everywhere, he didn't give it for free, so he continued to increase the price, "Sixteen hundred pounds!"
"Two thousand pounds!"
"Two thousand one hundred pounds!"
"Two thousand five hundred pounds!"
At this time, everyone else will participate in the bidding to a greater or lesser extent.
"Three thousand pounds!" Punk turned around and glared at the other party coldly.
The other party seemed to be angered by Punk's actions, and directly added a thousand pounds, "Four thousand pounds!"
"Five thousand pounds!"
"Six thousand pounds!"
Faced with such fierce bidding, hundreds or even thousands of pounds of gold were thrown out casually. Everyone's eyes were red with excitement and their expressions were extremely excited. They have never experienced buying goods in this way. Buying just one item can make their blood boil with excitement?
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