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Volume 1 539 European Trip (3)

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    539 European trip (3)

    The way for Zakovotovich to make money is very simple, which is inseparable from his resume.  The thirty-three-year-old Zakovotovich is the spiritual leader of a lower-level team of Blackwater Company. Before that, Zakovotovich had been in the Marine Corps.  Participated in the Battle of Manila, and then chose to retire after the Battle of Manila and joined the Blackwater Company.

    And it was his experience in the Marine Corps that made him think of ways to make money.  Whether in Central South China or Manila, the weather is always hot, and the strong sunshine will always cause some people to suffer from heatstroke.  The tropical sun is fierce, but no matter you are an ordinary soldier or a delicate big shot, there will always be some big shots who unfortunately suffer from heat stroke under the unbridled exposure.  Every time at this time, the cooks in the army would always be ordered to mix saltpeter into water, make some ice cubes, then mash them into powder, top them with jam and fresh fruits, and feed them to the big shots suffering from heatstroke.

    At first, only the big shots could enjoy the refreshing shaved ice. Later, with the large-scale construction of the ammonia synthesis reaction tower, Central and South China no longer needed natural saltpeter to make acid and alcohol, and this method spread.  As a result, whether it is Manila or Central South, there are always vendors pushing carts and selling shaved ice on the streets.  Zakovotovich knew it earlier than the vendors, because this guy used to be a cook which was the main reason why he left the Marine Corps.

    Make ice!  This is a great idea to make money!  France in August is a hot summer day, and eating a bowl of cold shaved ice at this time is simply the enjoyment of an emperor.  The two artistic young people were pleasantly surprised and found to their chagrin that they were not as good as a cook!  At least in terms of survivability, it is far inferior.  Sure enough, is art something that only rich people can afford?

    Zakovotovich was accepted, and then two literary young men, three Blackwater bodyguards and a translator walked through the small streets and alleys of Lorient, buying saltpeter and fruits.

    When I came back in the evening, I borrowed the hotel¡¯s kitchen to make jam from fresh fruits.  I bought another large wooden barrel and a small iron barrel.  Fill the big wooden bucket with half water, then put a small iron bucket filled with water, and then put saltpeter into the big wooden bucket.  Watching the saltpeter gradually dissolving, and then the clear water quickly condensing into ice, the two literary young men cried with joy.  I'm starving now.  ,

    Early the next morning, a group of people carrying various items of various sizes chose the most prosperous street and started selling on the street.  After fully consulting the translator, they priced a large bowl of shaved ice at half a sou.

    How would a seventeenth-century Frenchman react when a bowl of shaved ice was placed in front of him in August weather?  Chen Jianghua, who fully mobilized his brain, even arranged for two bodyguards to act as caretakers, holding a big bowl and eating while shouting "delicious" and "so refreshing" in half-baked French.  Cheap, delicious, and most importantly novel.

    The stall of two artistic young people was quickly surrounded by a large group of French people. First, a few people came out who were willing to eat crabs, and then a frenzy started.  In less than two hours, everything prepared yesterday was sold out.  At noon, hiding in the hotel room, Ren Nan couldn't help but dislike the oil-stained copper coins. She counted them one by one and repeatedly. Finally, she was pleasantly surprised to find that she actually had an income of five livres in one morning!  Today I am not well prepared. If I am well prepared, I will earn at least ten livres a day.  Ten a day, three hundred a month.  After working for two months, deducting food and accommodation, it was enough for them to buy return tickets for five people.

    The next day they were more prepared and even bought more barrels to hold ice.  By the time the stall was closed in the afternoon, a full twelve livres had been collected.  Optimism quickly appeared on everyone's face. Even the Portuguese translator never mentioned the matter of asking for salary, and acted honestly as a salesman, shouting in weirdly emphasized French.

    But this optimistic mood only lasted for about ten days before it ended.  That morning, they set up a stall as usual, but before they even opened, a decently dressed Frenchman came with two soldiers.  This guy said that he was a tax collector who came to collect taxes, and then the lion opened his mouth and asked for twenty livres at once.  In order to settle the matter, the two literary young men gritted their teeth and paid twenty livres.

    As soon as the tax official left, another group of guys came right after him - French gangsters!  The two artistic young men's business, which makes a lot of money every day, has attracted the envy and jealousy of the surrounding vendors.  Their wanton exaggeration attracted not only tax officials but also French gangsters.

    A dozen French hooligans who were no better than beggars did not want protection money, and only asked Chen Jianghua and others to tell them the secret recipe for making ice.  What is certain is that behind these French gangsters, there must be the shadow of a French black-hearted businessman.

    Even young artists know that no business is as good as a monopoly.  Tell the secret recipe, and when the time comes, shaved ice stalls will be all over the streets, then they will?What money?

    Chen Jianghua estimated the situation between the enemy and ourselves. They only had three bodyguards who could fight.  It would be nice if he and Ren Nan didn't cause any trouble. As for the short translator, I'm afraid he would have to run away if the fight broke out.  So there must be no head-on conflict.  So Chen Jianghua decided to give in and asked the other party to give them one day to think about it.

    Before leaving, the group of French gangsters threatened them, saying that if they couldn¡¯t get the secret recipe they wanted by this time tomorrow, they would find an opportunity to send the two artistic young men to see God.

    It was a cloudy day, so the sales of shaved ice were not good, so we only made six livres when we closed the stall.  Returning to the hotel in the evening, the two literary young men looked at each other with sad faces and began to plan a way out.  For the time being, ice making is their only way to make money, and they must not let it out easily.  But you can¡¯t afford to offend the local gangsters. After all calculations, it seems that leaving is the only way out?

    There is no place for me to stay here, I have my own place to stay.  Europe is a big place, and Lorient can only be regarded as a small city. If you were in Paris, you would definitely make more money and make money faster.

    Having made up their mind, the two of them immediately started packing their things and getting ready to run away.  In these ten days, I made a total of more than 130 livres.  After deducting expenses and being robbed by the tax collector, there were still nearly ninety livres left.  There was nothing to pack. Early the next morning, the group hired a carriage and headed straight for Paris.

    ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? A foot high, is a foot high. Not five miles out of Lorient, more than twenty people jumped out of the woods on both sides.  Or carrying a three-foot-long stick, or playing with a bright dagger.  The faces of the two artistic young people turned pale at that moment!  After weighing the age-old proposition of which is more important, money or life, the two literary young men agreed that life was more important.

    Chen Jianghua tried hard to remain calm and shouted, "Heroes, wait a minute, please listen to me!"  ¡¯ Then he told the secret of making ice as quickly as possible.  When the Portuguese translator stammered the translation, the surrounding bandits were satisfied, and then surrounded them at a faster speed.

    Chen Jianghua¡¯s head exploded with a buzz.  He remembered that sentence: No business is as good as a monopoly.  It seems that the French are not stupid, they are planning to silence them!  As long as everyone on their side is killed, no one else will know the secret of making ice.  ***!  If I had known this, I would rather be beaten to death than to keep the secret recipe.

    Seeing that an unequal battle was about to break out, at this moment, several carriages came from the direction of Lorient.  The sudden appearance of the carriage made the bandits stunned for a long time. After weighing it for a while, they quickly disappeared into the woods with the leader's whistle.  Although it is good to have a solo business, you must also have a life to enjoy it.  If it's just two carriages and eight people, that's it, and the corpses can be destroyed.  But six more carriages came Once the news got out, they would definitely become wanted criminals.

    The robbers retreated, and the two artistic young men breathed a sigh of relief.  This *** simply took away his life.  The violent heartbeat gradually calmed down, and then the two artistic young people felt grateful to the team behind them who had saved their lives without knowing it.  And made a decision to go with this team.

    By now, the two literary young men finally understood what kind of virtues Europe during the Renaissance was like.  Those literary works that shocked the past and present are indeed desirable, but at the same time, the security situation in Europe is not much better than that of the dark Middle Ages.  A lonely stranger may die if he is not careful.

    Chen Jianghua took a Portuguese translator and went to negotiate with the team in person and asked if he could go together.  The leader of the team readily agreed, and during the twenty-minute conversation, he kept paying attention to Chen Jianghua's origins.

    ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????:????????? Finally got rid of that guy who was too gossipy, and finally hit the road again.  There were stops and starts along the way, and in the few exchanges, Chen Jianghua also learned about the origin of the other party.

    This team consists of men and women and is a theater troupe.  The leading guy was a down-and-out young British aristocrat, George Wood.  This guy's ancestor started his career as a knight's retinue. Through various wars, he slowly became a knight and gained the title of baron.  Logically speaking, it can be considered a military family.  But in this generation, there seems to be a genetic mutation Baron George Wood hated all wars, and then became crazy about literature.  This guy started writing when he was sixteen. In just twelve years, he created six novels and hundreds of poems, but none of them were published

    But Mr. Baron did not give up. He believed that this was entirely due to the British people's lack of aesthetic vision, so he entangled a large number of precarious 'artists' hanging out in London, wrote and directed a play, and then crossed the English Channel.  I came to France and prepared to go to Paris to make a big splash.

    It is said that for this performance, Mr. Baron even mortgaged his estate to a loan shark businessman.  Although Chen Jianghua could not understand French, he looked at the artificial expressions of those artists.Looking at the dozing Portuguese translator, it is not difficult to come to the conclusion that Mr. Baron's writing and directing skills are very poor.

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