Section 16 Chamber of Commerce

The walls of this section of Mir City are rough. They are different from other sections of the walls around them, and they do not have the magnificent atmosphere of a commercial city. They are like a temporary wall, not so eclipsing, and not as if they were part of this prosperous commercial city.

A team of riders walked into the city along this rough wall. The guards at the door had to charge the entry fee, but the leading rider didn't even get off the horse and threw them a few silver coins.

If a team of people is changed, this casual and even contemptuous attitude will cause the guards to be unhappy and even revenge. However, the sharp-eyed people have already seen some clues from the imprint of the horse's body. These people are from the "Silver Fish" Chamber of Commerce.

The Silverfish Chamber of Commerce is a chamber of commerce that was established in Sivania in the past two years. In the past two years, taking advantage of the lack of other forces to intervene, the chamber of commerce has grown and expanded rapidly in the southern part of Ryan. There are many news that it has monopolized several trade routes and transactions with the most profitable and profitable. The capital and wealth it owns have reached the level of a regional chamber of commerce.

But the reason it is really scary is that the legendary backstage is the vampire that occupies Sivania.

Few lords are involved in business, because in the eyes of ordinary nobles, business is a relatively low profession, and merchants are synonymous with greed and shamelessness. Usually, a lord is satisfied and unwilling to continue dealing with them as long as he can receive sufficient taxes from the chamber of commerce and ensure that they have not done any fraudulent transactions.

But the vampire seemed to be a ruler who did not follow the rules of the cards. As soon as he consolidated his power, he immediately began to form the Silverfish Chamber. Of course, this matter was just a rumor, no evidence. At least people had never seen any black magicians or undead creatures appear in the Chamber of Commerce. But some things do not require evidence. The only thing this Chamber of Commerce was established in Sivania made the rumor spread.

But no matter whether this legend is true or false, at least the Silverfish Chamber of Commerce chose a good time. As we all know, from the beginning of the vampires' rebellion in Sivania, all the smart merchants withdrew from the war zone. It's not their fault, merchants are naturally risk-averse. Is there anything more risky than doing business in a war zone? In the war-torn era, rebels, bandits, etc. are fatal threats, and they will directly lose all their money in a commercial transaction. The regular army is even more dangerous. You must know that in order to prevent future troubles, they will kill people to silence them after robbery. The continuation of war led to the stagnation of commercial activities, and at this time, the Silverfish Chamber of Commerce suddenly emerged. With its good operation, it actually occupied the vacuum produced by the war.

Of course, the Ryans were not happy to see a chamber of commerce from Sivania rising. The problem was that they had no choice. At least this chamber of commerce could effectively help them solve the problem of shortage of materials. Besides, what threat can a chamber of commerce pose? The merchants are not black magicians and cannot become an immortal legion. Out of this mentality, they finally acknowledged the existence of this chamber of commerce.

Now, the war situation is clear, and the savvy merchants who once left because of the war once quietly returned to Ryan's land. Take Mir City as an example, those commercial institutions that were originally closed quietly returned to the city. However, they have lost the opportunity to kill the new force in their infancy. Anyone familiar with the business market knows that in the fierce competition, the Silverfish Chamber of Commerce has gained an advantage by relying on the monopoly position they have gained in Sivania. They monopolized the source of Sivania's specialties (which is also the source of Mir City's wealth), so that other merchants must obtain goods from them. The more merchants try to get a piece of the pie, the greater their profits.

Now, the Silverfish Chamber of Commerce is the largest and most powerful chamber of commerce in Mir City. Moreover, due to the legendary background, the officials in Mir City dare not easily find fault.

This small group of people entered the city, headed towards the street, and in a blink of an eye, entered the city's rich settlement area. At this moment, the city had long forgotten the war and smoke, and the streets were full of busy people. Gorgeously dressed nobles, tacky and show-off businessmen, and ladies in various costumes.

There is nothing strange about this. Although the city was briefly captured by vampires, the city was "temporarily loaned" to the Bin tribe at that time, and most of the residents in the city had already moved. So as soon as the war ended, the people who left returned one after another. In addition, the city was not really seriously damaged, which made the place restore its vitality as quickly as possible. The only trace left by the war is the temporary repaired city wall.

It can even be said that Mir City is more important than ever before. This is due to the civil war in Ryan, and the country's funds are very tight. This commercial city that can continuously provide taxes to the king has become an extremely important place. It is rumored that the taxes provided by Mir City bear one-tenth of the military expenditure of Ryans, and the taxes provided by the Silverfish Chamber of Commerce are one-third of that of Mir City. Now even the Governor of Mir City wants to be kind to the top leaders of the Silverfish Chamber of Commerce.

The team stopped in front of a building in the wealthy area. At the entrance of the building were two guards, as well as a bunch of errand runners and followers, and the gate was in and out, which was very lively. Anyone with a little experience could see that this was an office space for a commercial organization.

This team of people is obviously an acquaintance here, because a few followers immediately came up and took the horse away tacitly.

"Uncle Roger." Someone greeted the bearded man in the lead loudly. "How is the situation over there?"

"Very good." The middle-aged man, known as Uncle Roger, replied. "We signed the relevant agreement and everything went well. Is there anything new here?"

"Nothing special, but there are much more orders for breadfruit than expected, and we are opening up new picking areas. It seems that everyone likes the fresh stuff."

"I have said a long time ago that selling bread fruits would be a good deal." Uncle Roger said loudly, walking inside. The whole team scattered and left as soon as he entered the door. It was obvious that they each had their own places here. Only Uncle Roger walked up to the fourth floor - according to a deep-rooted custom, the upper floor of the chamber of commerce must be on this floor. Because usually the highest floor of the building, that is, the fifth floor, is not actually used for office work, but for conference rooms or storage rooms for confidential information.

"Roger, are you back?" He just went up to the fifth floor and met a companion, a man in his grade about fifty or sixty. "Everyone said that if you don't come back this time, something might happen."

"No, everything went smoothly. We used a low-interest loan as a price to easily obtain 30 years of tax exemption and right of way." Roger took off his coat and hung it on the hanger as he walked into his room. "It went much smoother than we expected. Sure enough, many people ignored the Da'an area. If we could build a bridge on the river, it would be like a new shortcut to trade roads. From then on, we could directly contact the dwarves in the mountain area and finally establish a trade road that was completely under our control... No, it should be said that it was a golden road!"

"That bridge... may require a lot of investment. In addition, it is also very technically difficult. This is a difficult problem."

"Ha, don't worry about this. The superiors have sent diplomats to find the dwarves. They plan to use commercial preferential conditions to let the dwarves build this bridge... This is simply a no-cost deal."

While saying this, a young man ran up from downstairs with a letter in his hand. "Uncle Roger, someone asked me to pass this letter to you. A private letter."

"I'm thirsty on the table. I don't know which idiot has prepared a water bag for me that the lid cannot be tightened. Yesterday my water leaked, and I haven't taken a sip of water since this morning." Roger replied casually. He pulled a rope beside the window and stuck his head out of the window. "Give me some drinks!" he shouted loudly to the bottom.

"By the way, the report on this mission must be prepared as soon as possible. If you don't want to write it yourself, then I'll call a clerk to write it on your behalf."

"Thank you, I have read books for a few years before joining the army, and this little thing is fine." Roger replied. At this time, the boy had run away, so he picked up the letter on the table and opened it.

"What's wrong?" His colleague noticed that Roger seemed to be stunned for a moment.

"It's okay." Roger put down his letter. "An old friend is here to find me." He stuck his head out the window again. "Quickly, I'm almost thirsty!"

When he retracted his head, the colleague had already left. He was the only one left in the room. Roger quickly returned to the table, picked up the letter he had just read again, and read it carefully.

When he finished reading the letter, he stood still for several seconds, as if struggling hard. A listener came in from outside. "Sir, the drink you want." He placed a large glass of slightly yellow liquid on the table. If a nobleman was present, he would immediately recognize the drink as lemonade - the one that was considered the coolest thirst-quenching drink.

The listener left, while Roger stood there, and he was still struggling in his heart. But in the end, he made a decision. "I'll leave." He said loudly to the outside, then he put on his coat, brought the door with his backhand, and hurried downstairs.

After a short period of time, Uncle Roger came to a place not far from the headquarters of the Chamber of Commerce. There was a small tavern. Unlike the vulgar and simple taverns located in slums, everything here is arranged according to the taste of the nobles. It is small and exquisite, with an elegant environment. In addition, there are small private rooms for guests to discuss with. Those guests who are not dressed in a qualified manner will even be blocked by waiters at the entrance.

Uncle Roger walked through a row of small rooms with secret conversations provided by the tavern. Several of them clearly revealed the woman's charm and moans, which fully demonstrated that the ladies in the city knew how to make full use of these private rooms. He pushed open the door of the last room.

There were already two people in the small box, one standing and the other sitting. As Roger entered the door, the person sitting immediately showed a smile on his face. "Roger, it's great to meet again." He signaled his subordinates to close the door. "To be honest, I thought you were dead at that time."

"Should I call you a sir?" Roger's voice was not very angry.

"No, just call me Pierro." The man in the room sighed. "After the battle of the Purple Stone, our troops have been completely removed from the list. Now I am no longer the captain, and you are no longer my subordinate. Things have changed, and the world has changed. Come, have a drink." He gestured to pick up the wine that had been prepared on the table.

"I heard you are serving vampires now," he said softly. "And doing well."

"I work at the Silverfish Chamber." Roger put down the cup cautiously, even though he didn't even clink his lips.

"The Silverfish Chamber is the tentacles of the vampire, we all understand this."
Chapter completed!