Chapter 631 9.54

Chapter 631 54

Phoenix was slightly stunned, then waved his hands hurriedly.

"Haha, how is that possible!"

"That was just an excuse to deal with the sheriff at the city gate. You guys finally got to see the light of day again. Dad meant to let you come to the most prosperous city in the Western Continent to relax.

All the programs I arranged for you this time were eating, drinking, bathing and sleeping with women. Haha, how could I let you pick up weapons and fight with others again?"

Although he was only 13 years old, Phoenix's tactfulness and practice were not inferior to any Roman merchant in the city.

Both lacked the company of their fathers and lived with their mothers, but his situation was completely different from that of Prince Wenlan.

Wenlan and Elizabeth lived in the Paris Palace. As soon as they opened their eyes every day, hundreds of servants immediately provided meticulous service. As for state affairs, Ecbert had already handled everything, and they didn't need to worry about it at all.

On the other hand, Phoenix.

The business world is like a battlefield, which is a very appropriate description.

Phoenix lived with Mehrandin in Constantinople since he was a child. It seemed peaceful here, but it was always undercurrent. It was not easy to cut a piece of cake that others had baked and put it into your stomach.

When Mehrandin was not in the city, Phoenix had to make the final decision on all the big and small matters of the Skylark Chamber of Commerce. He had been with his mother to handle the affairs of the Chamber of Commerce since he was 5 years old.

Although he was only 13 years old at this time, he had actually survived in the turbulent Byzantine business circle for 8 years.

"We can now keep away from wars and rely on gold coins to get the resources we want.

Isn't this much more comfortable than wielding swords?"

No.

Sartre shook his head.

This is not easier than drawing a knife to kill people.

The reason why Rome could stand for two thousand years was that Roman merchants had penetrated into all countries in the Western Continent and touched the daily life of every resident.

From a small branch of the Greek city-states, to ancient Rome, to the East-West split, and then to the Byzantine Empire, although the name of the kingdom has changed with the development of the times, the blood and culture of the Romans have not changed at all.

All this does not rely on religion or the army. It is the Roman merchants who drive ships and carriages every day and travel on various trade routes.

The gold coins that flow like rivers are the solid foundation for this great empire.

"Don't be too nervous when you enter this city."

"Although this is not our own royal city, my Skylark Chamber of Commerce can still make a living in Constantinople. The celebration of the king's birthday will start tomorrow, and then we will see a completely different royal city!"

As the convoy slowly moved forward, it was not difficult to see that Constantinople was bustling with people when the car window was opened. The wide streets, which were nearly 10 meters wide, were densely packed with caravans, bards and jugglers. The crowds of people from all over the empire who came to the capital to celebrate the king's birthday filled the streets. From time to time, guards holding high banners went to clear the way for the carriages of the noble lords.

Guraul, Sat and a group of Viking pirates excitedly drank the fine wine prepared by Phoenix for them, completely immersed in their own world. On the other side,

Gannix introduced Alfred the family emblems painted on each flag, including which province they came from, what the family's territory included, what the pillar industry was, etc. . .

It was not an easy thing to be able to report the origin of each noble so easily.

Just like a warrior needs to learn to sharpen a knife and chop from a young age, being familiar with all the nobles in the kingdom is a compulsory course for merchants.

The carriage moved forward all the way, passing through the bustling commercial street and the school district with tall towers, and finally came to a vermilion gate.

It is not difficult to see that this is a noble mansion.

"In this city, the poor invite guests to the market.

Ordinary citizens invite guests to restaurants.

But for nobles and lords, going into a restaurant and ordering food will be considered as having no friends or being isolated in the upper class."

"It won't take too long. Maybe after just one night, the news will spread from one person to ten, and then to a hundred. Within three days, the business of the store will inevitably be affected. So the noble circle either invites the chef to their own home or goes to other nobles' homes for family dinners."

"Since we have come all the way to Constantinople, we can get a taste of the daily life of commercial princes after entering the city."

"It's also considered to be in Rome!"

"But we don't have an invitation or an introducer, so wouldn't it be a bit rash to just break into someone's house?"

Sart felt something was wrong, because in the Scandinavian Peninsula, no family dared to say that their food was always sufficient.

Going to someone else's house for dinner without asking for permission may even lead to bloody conflicts.

Unexpectedly, Phoenix stretched out a slender finger and shook it gently.

"Haha, don't worry at all!"

"Did you see this Skylark flag?

In this city, the one with the most shops and customers is the boss!"

"All these councillors and nobles. Which one of them doesn't envy the customers of my Skylark Chamber of Commerce? To put it another way, we are the largest supplier of whale oil, keel and high-quality fur. To put it another way, the current Normandy Kingdom has a population of nearly nine million."

Who wouldn't be jealous of such a big market?

Who wouldn't want to deliver their goods to Paris?

The meaning of Phoenix's words was not difficult for Alfred to understand, because his biological father Ecbert was able to achieve his current achievements because he studied this all his life.

Through his meticulous observation of France, Byzantium and the Tang Dynasty in the East, Ecbert had long discovered that in the upper class, the accumulation of capital depends on cash flow and the market that one can control.

The more subjects under the lord, the larger the market, the more precious it is in the eyes of other nobles.

Mehrandin O'Sullivan had already lost her reputation in the Byzantine Empire, but it was precisely because of Loki and the Normandy Kingdom behind her that she made a comeback and now even has the capital to run for the president of the Chamber of Commerce.

Whether she can succeed or not, merchants of this level will still be the guests of honor that everyone wants in Constantinople.

As Alfred expected, when the horses stopped in front of the two dark blue gates, a middle-aged scholar who looked like a butler ran out of the mansion without announcing his name.

He stood beside the carriage with a big smile on his face, respectfully invited each guest out, and led everyone into the manor in the city like old friends.

Until he walked into the lobby, Sartre didn't know the name of the owner of this house, and who he was.