Chapter 118 100,000 taels of silver!

"Sit down, virtuous nephew. These two have been thousands of miles away since they came to our Qing Dynasty to do business from England for nearly ten years. We are also old friends. " Pan Youdu speaks very fluent French. In Europe in this era, the official language of Europe is French.

"I asked you to come here today because of what you need. It happens that these two gentlemen feel confident that they can do it. In addition, they think that our cigarettes have a certain profit margin and want to talk to you about the cigarette trade."

"Oh, I've always been very interested in business, but I don't know how you two want to talk to me?" Liang Pengfei straightened his gown, leaned against the back of the chair, picked up a glass of red wine handed over by the maid in his hand, and put it under his nose to sniff.

"This, Mr. Pan..." Smith was a little stunned and turned to look at Pan Youdu sitting aside. He didn't understand why Pan Youdu actually let the young man take the initiative to speak here.

"It doesn't matter, dear Mr. Smith. I think he can represent me. You know, he is my partner, and it is very important." There was an unchanging smile on Pan Youdu's face, and the fluent French spit out of his mouth also came to Liang Pengfei's ears.

Seeing Pan Youdu's eyes and the meaningful smile, Liang Pengfei bent the corners of his mouth and smiled faintly. At this moment, Liang Pengfei completely grasped Pan Youdu's meaning, that is, today he is the protagonist of this business negotiation, and Boss Pan is ready to watch his performance.

"Well, since you insist." Smith shrugged his shoulders and looked at Liang Pengfei. Mr. Liang, we learned from Mr. Pan that you and Mr. Pan own a cigarette factory, which produces a kind of cigarettes that we have never smoked before. It is very delicious. You may not know that in the past few months, Boss Pan has sold nearly 100 boxes of cigarettes to our friends in Macao, which is very popular. Therefore, I For Boss Pan's friend, come and discuss whether it is possible for us to cooperate.

Smith's gray-green eyes are full of merchant-specific annihalation: "In addition, we heard from Boss Pan that you need a patent. You may not know that in our British Empire, it is difficult to get a patent..."

"I remember a proverb that everything in this world has its value! Moreover, most things can be measured by money, whether it is a patent, even a territory, or even a country. Liang Pengfei waved his hand carelessly and smiled.

These words made Smith feel like a confidant, which made him more vigilant. It seemed that the young man of less than 20 seemed to be a difficult role.

"This...hehe, what you said makes sense. It's true in our Europe." Smith touched his green chin.

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"Ten thousand taels of silver?" Pan Youdu couldn't help frowning, and his eyes fell on Liang Pengfei, who was sitting beside him, while Liang Pengfei still looked at the red wine in his glass without even blinking his eyelids.

"This is a must. You should know that in our Europe, patent fees are very expensive, especially for these things of great commercial value, such as this bitter sour taste. In our Europe, it is the best yellow dye, and the dyed fabric will not fade..." Smith Si's mouth stirred desperately, boasting the bitterness to the sky and the earth, and the earth were unparalleled.

"Are you sure it's 100,000 white eyes?" Liang Pengfei sip a small sip of wine, put the glass on the table, raised his eyes, and looked at the boastful British businessman with a sarcastic smile on his lips. Yes, it was indeed sarcasm.

"...this." After a quick exchange with Thomson beside him with his eyes, Smith squeezed out a smile: "Mr. Liang, you know, the bitter and sour inventor is the scientist of our British Empire. I have a friend who happens to know the scientist and obtain a patent from him, which is already very appropriate. And it costs a lot of money to keep those workers who know how to make bitter and sour things away from Europe. You don't know, I don't know how much France has paid for this bitterness and sourness..."

Smith originally wanted to say an exaggerated number to let Liang Pengfei know how much he was, but when he saw the indescribable light in Liang Pengfei's smiling eyes, he couldn't help but stop.

Liang Pengfei bit up half of the cigar in his mouth, and sparked on the flashing cigar's head, and his eyes fell on Smith's exaggerated and vivid face. I can promise you to buy a patent of bitter sour and a complete set of bitter sour extraction equipment at the price of 100,000 taels of silver. Of course, I will hire two familiar bitter sour extractors. Their salary will be paid by me. I believe that with the rich reward I gave them, even if they are allowed to join the nationality of the Qing Dynasty, I will say no. I'm sure they are willing."

"You are very wise." Smith originally thought that Liang Pengfei had seen through his skills, and he was ready to be bargained by Liang Pengfei, but he never thought that the young businessman of Qing in front of him would agree so easily. One hundred thousand taels of silver, Smith thought about it and felt that his heart was trembling. This was the wealth he spent seven years after he arrived in the East. Now, there is not even any expected difficult negotiation, let alone bargaining. In less than a day, 100,000 taels of silver was actually hit. On my forehead.

Pan Youdu looked at Liang Pengfei, and his head turned into a paste. He also didn't quite understand whether Liang Pengfei came in such a hurry that he left his reason at home, or the little guy was drunk last night and is still not awake.

"What he said was 100,000 taels of silver, virtuous nephew." Pan Youdu still couldn't help talking.

Liang Pengfei nodded to Pan Youdu with a reassuring smile, and his eyes under the smoke were still clear and rational: "I know this, so I promised him."

Liang Pengfei's answer made Pan Youdu speechless for a while, and the loser was not so defeated. Pan Youdu lit a cigarette resentfully. He felt that he was simply salty and eating radishes. Forget it, anyway, this boy did not listen to advice, and he would be blamed if he suffered a loss.

"This guy is either two hundred and fifty, or an upstart who doesn't pay attention to money." Smith, who saw all this in his eyes, was annoyed in his heart. Why didn't he have the courage to be bigger? He said 150,000 taels of white eyes, or even 200,000 taels of silver. The young businessman, who was full of money, might agree.

"However, I have a small request. If you can't do it, the conditions I just promised you will be invalid." Liang Pengfei's words raised Smith's heart from his chest to his throat.

"Mr. Liang, please say that since we have become business friends, I will try my best to help out of friendship." Smith is not stupid. Although Liang Pengfei said a small request, who knows what kind of request this impenetrable young businessman of Qing will make?

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"I need you to attach the patent of thunder mercury and its production equipment. In addition, I also need to help me recruit two workers or scholars who know how to produce thunder mercury." Liang Pengfei clamped the cigar between his fingers and smiled casually with his head tilted.

"Thunder Mercury?" In the fog, Smith didn't know what it was called thundermercury, let alone where to find this kind of thing.

"Are you talking about thunder mercury?" At this time, Thomson, the assistant accountant and lawyer around Smith, who had rarely spoken, asked Liang Pengfei.

"Do you know thunder mercury?" Liang Pengfei looked at Thomson, and Smith also looked at his assistant with a puzzled face.

"Yes, sir." Thomson nodded and said, "Chemist E. Howard once published a paper on the preparation of thunder mercury. At that time, I was still studying in Oxford and knew something.

"What is the use of thunder mercury?" Smith immediately calculated quickly in his head whether he could get more benefits from this thing and from this Qing businessman.

"It has no use, it's just a newly discovered chemical. But this kind of thing is a little dangerous and easy to explode. Thomson knew what his employer was thinking, but he really didn't know what Raymercury could do.

Liang Pengfei withdrew his eyes, raised his legs, and tapped his fingers gently on the armrest: "Mr. Smith, how's it going? I believe you just need to ask the chemist E. Howard invests two or three hundred pounds, and he will be happy to teach you how to make this kind of thing. You know, doing scientific research is a very expensive job in itself.

As soon as Smith was about to speak, Liang Pengfei raised a finger to him: "Don't talk about the price with me again. I made you earn at least 70,000 to 80,000 taels of silver in this business. Do you know why?" Liang Pengfei's eyes were full of the shrewdness of the businessman and a faint smile.

"In fact, we can't make so much money." Smith licked his dry lips and squeezed out an ugly smile, just like the stingy man who was reluctant to eat the meal when he saw the expression of a guest.

He had a feeling that he was completely seen through by this teenager, which made him very uncomfortable. He felt that the initiative of today's business negotiation was completely controlled by this Qing teenager. There was a feeling that he was completely seen through by this teenager. His original excitement was like being poured out by his head. A basin of cold water became vigilant.

(to be continued)