"Your Majesty General, 60% of the tea trade in Asia is now completely monopolized by the British, and 50% of the silk is also controlled by the British. As for porcelain, although we French people can divide it a little more, China produces the highest quality porcelain. However, 80% of porcelain is directly or indirectly controlled by the British..."
"Don't you want to know how much wealth Britain can extract from Asia in a year? Want to hear the truth?"
money! The evil money really attracts people. Stefanski couldn't help but stopped. "What exactly do you want to say?"
"Dear General, I don't want to say anything, I just want to tell you that after passing this sea area, you will truly enter a golden country..."
"Do you know how much opium tax the British government collects from Asian opium traffickers every year? Haha... I'll scare you when I say it. It's no less than 2 million pounds. This is just tax. Countless people evade tariffs. The smuggled opium trade is not included in the calculation..."
"Our French intelligence agency has estimated that the British can loot five to six million taels of silver from China every year using only opium as a commodity, as well as almost twice that number of valuable goods, that is to say, opium The volume of trade has reached a terrifying scale of 20 million taels of silver for the whole year..."
"Opium alone has made so much profit, but the game is far from over... The British forced Indian slaves to grow opium and cotton in large quantities, and then simply processed and refined it to produce opium and rough The cloth is shipped to China for dumping..."
“These almost costless goods can be exchanged for truly valuable goods in China, including fine porcelain that Europeans cannot make, top-quality black tea, and green tea that ordinary citizens have never seen, including silk like Yunxia. …”
"How many times will the profit increase when these top-quality goods are shipped to Europe? I can tell you at least three times more!"
"Twenty million in opium trade can be exchanged for another 60 million in European sales. How much can Britain earn from such a spiral trade? Don't forget, even the original 20 million in opium were forced from Indian slaves. What is produced is a completely empty-handed game..."
"With only a little initial start-up capital, the British can reap a steady stream of benefits, because they have already controlled the logistics chain on the sea, and they are completely in their hands from the starting point to the end point..."
Molière pointed at the countless ships in the bay and took a deep breath to vent his suppressed emotions. "General! Now take a look, how many ships are there in the sea? There are only two, and one is Fame means profit, and this sea is the real land of gold!"
"Don't care what kind of goods are loaded on these ships, whether it is opium, cloth, iron, glass... It doesn't matter whether it is silver, gold, porcelain, silk, tea, rhubarb or even pig bristles..."
"In the final analysis, it is money. The total value of the goods traveling back and forth in this sea area throughout the year will not be less than one billion pounds... El Dorado really exists, and that is not the dream talk of Marco Polo when he was drunk!"
With a thud, it was obvious that Stefanski swallowed, and his eyes showed greedy light. "What's the use of telling me this? This is all British business. I'm afraid it will be difficult for us Russians to interfere. All we want is the interests of northern China..."
"Although it has less meat than the British, it's still better than nothing!"
"No! You are so worthless. I feel ashamed for you when you say such depressing words!" Molière suddenly rushed over and grabbed the general's wrist.
"General, I have a fortune to give to you, no, no, no... I want to give it to Russia, I want to give it to His Majesty the Tsar, let's see if you have the guts to eat it!"
"In ancient Chinese legends, there is a monk named Tang Seng. He was a very confused monk. He often scolded his most loyal disciple and his most powerful bodyguard and even drove him away... But the flesh on Tang Seng's body was But it’s so delicious, one bite will make you immortal!”
"China is that confused monk, and right now when it is defenseless, the British have already pounced on it and tore their flesh and blood. Are you going to turn a blind eye..."
Like a devil tempting people to commit crimes, Molière took out a piece of paper from his pocket: "This is the urgent telegram sent to me just now from the shore. Our French spy network in Asia is much stronger than your Russian one. We I just found out a very important piece of information..."
"One of Xiao Letian's hidden vaults has been exposed...a full ten tons of gold. General, aren't you tempted?"
"What!" Stefanski suddenly exclaimed, "My God, are you lying to me? Ten tons of gold!"
The commander-in-chief was subconsciously frightened by this number. He shook his head desperately, "No, no, no, I will not let greed bewitch my mind. I am a calm and rational soldier. I have my own judgment." , I know what my mission is! Sorry, I won't let you interfere with my mind!"
Bang bang bang... Molière smiled and clapped his hands, "It's really admirable. No wonder the Ottoman Turkish navy you fought in the Black Sea couldn't find the north. No wonder His Majesty the Tsar trusted you so much!"
"But, as far as I know, Russia's finances are almost exhausted. I'm afraid you can't even get the interest back on the loans you borrowed from Britain and France. Am I wrong?"
"You!" Stefanski was immediately furious, and his beard was blowing with anger.
"If you dare to insult me, Great Russia, I don't care if you are the love interest in the Emperor's bed, I will throw you into the sea to feed the sharks! Do you dare to challenge me!"
The scar on Molière's injured right face jumped twice. He showed a strange smile, bowed and said, "I'm sorry, if my words have misunderstood you, I apologize to you. In fact, I respect His Majesty the Tsar very much!" "
"I personally respect His Majesty Alexander II very much. Although France had a tragic war with His Majesty Nicholas I, I do not have any contempt for the Russian nation in my heart. On the contrary, I think Russia is a very great nation!"
"The short-term failure made His Majesty aware of Russia's own problems, so the great Tsar carried out a magnificent abolition of the serfdom system... I really admire him very much, and what is even more incredible to me is that His Majesty the Tsar actually chose to A relatively peaceful path to abolition!”
"What a wise Majesty, look at the Americans' road to abolition, which actually turned into a civil war. They are really a group of barbarians. Those Protestants and Puritans who cannot survive in Europe are actually a group of hooligans. They have no aristocratic temperament at all..."
Molière tried his best to pass up his free hat, but soon the general knew how powerful this grim-faced knight was.
