"Is the Milidas Family still not willing to let our people into the Grand Dothrag Hotel to capture those nobles from the Northern Region?" A fat man with big ears asked a skinny and tall middle-aged man who was standing respectfully beside him as he slowly cut a thick piece of steak with a delicate silver knife and fork.
"Yes, Mr. President." The middle-aged man bowed slightly and replied, "Marquis Milidas said that those who stay in their family hotel are their distinguished guests. Whoever wants to make things difficult for their distinguished guests in their family hotel is going against them. For this reason, they don't care if there is a family war. The Milidas Family will fight to the death. They also sent Master Swordsman Mike to guard the Grand Dorthrag Hotel, along with three hundred family guards. "
The fat man who was enjoying his steak was the President of the Alliance's parliament, Marquis Beeji Shanluo. He was also the President of the Rocky Mountain Foundation Chamber of Commerce, which was ranked eighth in the Commerce Alliance.
The Rocky Mountain Foundation Chamber of Commerce had long controlled the industry of ale production and sales within the Commerce Alliance's sphere of influence. After the glass war, the soaring food prices had also increased the price of ale by three to four times. Not only did the Rocky Mountain Foundation Chamber of Commerce make a fortune, but they also took the opportunity to use the old coarse grains and wheat they had stored for brewing to enter the food market of Moronte City that the Chamber of Commerce had always coveted.
As the personal attendant of the President of Beeji Shanluo, the tall and thin middle-aged man next to him was very clear about the President's thoughts. It was to take advantage of the situation where the Ford Chamber of Commerce, which had controlled the food market of the Commerce Alliance for the past two years, was affected by the soaring food prices and the severed trade routes. The President wanted to find a way to compete with the Ford Chamber of Commerce in the food market of Moronte City, and at least occupy half of the food market.
The wandering poets had always praised the Mana Hill Plain where Moronte City was located as a land of richness flowing with honey, but they had forgotten that no matter how rich the plain was, it could not grow enough food for two million people. The Commerce Alliance did not only have Moronte City with a population of one million, but there were also seven cities with a population of four to five hundred thousand and nearly a hundred villages and farms throughout the Mana Hill Plain. Most importantly, the Mana Hill Plain was not necessarily planted with food, but more of a variety of cash crops that were more valuable than food.
The Ford Chamber of Commerce controlled the Faery Hill Plains. They had the right to purchase and sell the food and cash crops grown by the farmers there. Without their permission, the farmers in Faery Hill could not sell their products to other merchants. Therefore, under the overall arrangement of the Ford Chamber of Commerce, all the farmland in the Mana Hill Plain was planted according to the requirements of the Chamber of Commerce. Of course, they planted more economically valuable crops and high-grade food, such as the Mana Hill Rice that the people of Moronte City liked to eat. In addition, the Ford Chamber of Commerce had to purchase a large number of various kinds of food from other countries every year to meet the needs of the civilians of the Commerce Alliance.
However, in addition to the Mana Hill Plain, the Commerce Alliance also had the Crystal Hills. Compared to the Mana Hill Plain, the Crystal Hills appeared barren and barren. The farmers here could only grow coarse grains such as wheat and potatoes. The Ford Chamber of Commerce disdained to grow these worthless crops, so the Rocky Foundation Chamber of Commerce took advantage of the situation and purchased the coarse grains in the Crystal Hills to produce and sell their ale.
Perhaps the alcoholics of the Commerce Alliance thought that the ale they drank was produced from the coarse grains in the Crystal Hills, but in fact, it was not. The Rocky Foundation Chamber of Commerce also imported food from various countries around the world, but what they imported were old grains that had been left in the granary for a few years and were about to go moldy or had already gone moldy. These wheat were worthless. Sometimes, a warehouse of hundreds of thousands of kilograms was only worth 20 to 30 gold coins. The Rocky Foundation Chamber of Commerce used these wheat to brew ale and sell it.
The glass war this time caught the Fortune Trade Association off guard. They didn't have enough food reserves, which caused the cost of food in the Commerce Alliance to rise. Cutting off the trade routes around the countries made things worse. As a strategic resource, trading of food was strictly prohibited. The Fortune Trade Association couldn't buy food even if they had the money, or even if they did, they couldn't transport it to the Commerce Alliance.
On the other hand, the Rocky Foundation Chamber of Commerce was different. The coarse grains and moldy wheat that they wanted were worthless, and they had just completed a big business before the end of the Battle of the Glass. They had transported nearly three million Pu 'er coarse grains and wheat to Morent City. Because they were afraid of being discovered that half of the transported wheat was moldy, the Rocky Foundation Chamber of Commerce even hired a smuggling fleet to hide from the inspection of the Invincible Fleet in Cangjin Bay. With this batch of food and the food warehouse in reserve, the president of the Beeji Mountain Tribe decided to take this heaven-sent opportunity to occupy the middle and low-end food market in Morent City. As for the high-end food market, he would leave it to the Ford Chamber of Commerce to avoid a strong counterattack.
Although the president of the Beeji Mountain Tribe was ambitious, he was a smart man. He did not want to replace one of the Seven Magnates. For many years, he had been carefully maintaining the scale of the chamber of commerce, trying not to overstep the boundaries. After all, over the years, he had learned a deep lesson from the fate of those who wanted to become one of the Seven Magnates. As the chairman of the Alliance's parliament, he had never disagreed with the policies decided by the Seven Magnates. He might not be obedient, but at least he followed the rules, so the Seven Magnates had no reason to kick him out.
But this time, the implementation of the Lord system in the Commerce Alliance gave the president of the Beeji Mountain Tribe a good opportunity to be part of the Supreme Commerce Alliance. Since he could not replace the Seven Magnates, he could request to expand the Supreme Commerce Alliance. Even the Grand Duke of the Duchy of Lulm could become a member of the Supreme Commerce Alliance because he had joined the Commerce Alliance. Why couldn't he? Especially now that his Rocky Foundation Chamber of Commerce had gotten a good opportunity, why not let himself go further?
The president of the Beeji Mountain Tribe felt that the Ford Chamber of Commerce, as the largest chamber of commerce in the agriculture industry in the Commerce Alliance, had made a fatal mistake by neglecting the middle and lower-class civilians of Morent City. Without enough food, they could not suppress the rising food prices, so the Ford Chamber of Commerce had been criticized and criticized by countless civilians. For the Rocky Foundation Chamber of Commerce, which had a large amount of coarse food in its hands, this was a great opportunity to rise and control Morent City.
Especially now that the Seven Magnates had left Morent City in order to integrate their own chamber of commerce, making the Alliance Parliament the highest authority in Morent City. As the chairman of the Alliance Parliament, the president of the Beeji Mountain Tribe had a very simple idea. On one hand, he would use the coarse food in the chamber of commerce to win the hearts of the civilians of Morent City and win a huge reputation for himself. On the other hand, he would make use of the inherent xenophobia among the civilians of Morent City, as well as the strong dissatisfaction with the current cut-off of trade routes between the surrounding countries. He would make a declaration of a tough stance to gain widespread support and praise.
As long as these two points were done well, the president of the Beeji Mountain Tribe would instruct others to propose the establishment of the Alliance Army at the Alliance Parliament next month. He believed that the representatives of the second and third rate chambers of commerce in the Commerce Alliance would agree. Now that the cut-off of trade routes had forced these chambers of commerce to a dead end, most of them had fallen into a hopeless situation. Rather than give up, they might as well take a gamble.
As for the representatives of the citizens, they would not dare to raise any objections in front of the civilians of Morent City who had been incited by the strong xenophobia. The president of the Beeji Mountain Tribe did not value the establishment of the Alliance Army because it would be the first regular army directly under the control of the Alliance Parliament. In other words, it would be under the direct command of the chairman of the Alliance Parliament.
With this army in hand, in addition to his great reputation among the civilians of Morent City, even if the seven magnates returned, they would be helpless against him and the Rocky Mountain Foundation Chamber of Commerce. At that time, as long as he proposed to expand the Supreme Commerce Parliament, it would be natural for him to become one of the nine magnates. He would definitely get what he wanted! That was what the president of the Beeji Mountain Tribe thought.
However, there was a little trouble this time. That useless little bastard of his actually dared to take liberties with a few noble ladies on Triumph Avenue, the busiest commercial street in Moront City. He even had one of his legs broken, and many of the guards accompanying him were either injured or killed. Logically speaking, the president of the Beeji Mountain Tribe also knew that his little bastard deserved it. Did he really think that he could cover the sky with one hand just because his dad was the chairman of the Alliance Parliament? If this matter was spread out, the Commerce Alliance would lose a lot of face. Morent City would also have a bad reputation among the aristocrats of the continent. The seven magnates would definitely not let his little bastard off …
Fortunately, the seven magnates were not here, and the Commerce Alliance had also cut off contact with the surrounding countries. Now, there were no aristocrats from other countries staying in Morent City, so this matter would not spread out. Moreover, the target was only a few country bumpkin aristocrats from the north. One look and you could tell that they had not seen much of the world. Just look at those female aristocrats. As soon as they entered the luxury and fashion stores, they frantically bought them. They looked like nouveau riche.
The president of the Beeji Mountain Tribe had already understood the whole conflict in detail. He knew that his precious son had flirted with the other party's female aristocrats because he coveted the beauty of the other party's female aristocrats. This matter happened in front of everyone. Many people on that commercial street saw it, and many shop owners expressed their dissatisfaction. This matter had caused those aristocratic customers who were rarely seen to stop their shopping trips, which made the merchants who were looking forward to their arrival very angry.
They were just a few country bumpkin aristocrats from the Northern Iberian Kingdom. No matter how rich they were, could they compare to his Rocky Mountain Foundation Chamber of Commerce? With the current cowardly state of the Iberian Kingdom, they could not do anything even if their king was captured and sent to the Andinac Kingdom to be killed. This matter had been published in Morent Daily. Everyone thought that the second prince of the Andinac Kingdom had sent people to capture the second prince to be buried with his father, the third prince. So even if the president of the Beeji Mountain Tribe did something to those aristocrats, what could the Iberian Kingdom do to them?
The president of the Beeji Mountain Tribe thought very contemptuously. He had already made appropriate arrangements for this matter. First, he ordered people to take out money to compensate the merchants on Triumph Avenue, which was to bribe them to shut up. Then, he ordered people to distort the truth and spread the news that it was these aristocrats from the north who had bullied and humiliated the merchants in Morent City. His son had bravely stood up to stop their atrocities, but was seriously injured and had a leg broken. Many of his guards had also been killed and injured.
Anyway, this matter could not be concealed. It would be fine as long as it incited the xenophobia and hatred of the commoners. For many years, the commoners of Morent City had a sense of superiority and looked down on outsiders seeking a living. Especially after the end of the glass war two years ago and the annexation of most of the territory of the former Redelis Kingdom last year, making the Commerce Alliance the largest country in the Galinthea Continent. The people of Morent City had an inexplicable sense of pride that they thought they were the strongest country in the world.
In particular, after the two wars, the Commerce Alliance had rewarded and conferred hundreds of territory aristocrats, which made the people of Morent City even more excited. While eating potatoes, they dreamed of becoming aristocrats by making meritorious contributions on the battlefield. Therefore, they were very angry at the surrounding countries that had cut off their trade routes. They pushed all kinds of misfortunes they had encountered, such as rising food prices, loss of jobs and lack of household income, onto these countries. This was the biggest reason why the declaration of the president of the Beeji Mountain Tribe to set up an alliance army to conquer those surrounding countries was approved and supported.
The president of the Beeji Mountain Tribe decided to start with those blind northern aristocrats. No matter how bastards they were, they were still his precious son. If he did not pursue the matter of their legs being broken, he would become a big joke in the aristocratic circle of the Commerce Alliance in the future. Only by teaching those northern aristocrats a harsh lesson and letting them see the cruelty of his revenge could more people shut up. There was an old saying that a lie could become a reality if it was repeated a thousand times. Similarly, if he did not kill these northern aristocrats, how could he make the lie of his precious son become a reality?
The president of the Beeji Mountain Tribe cut a piece of steak and stuffed it into his mouth. After chewing for a while, he swallowed it. With a calm expression on his fat face, the president of the Beeji Mountain Tribe gently put down his knife and fork, picked up a white napkin and wiped his mouth, "The Mildas Family has always controlled the hotel industry in the Commerce Alliance. Although their family's chamber of commerce is small, it is also one of the best among the second-rate chambers of commerce. Moreover, they have a deep foundation and maintain a good relationship with many powerful forces in the Alliance. We will give their family face. As long as we besiege those northern aristocrats and don't let them escape, it will be fine. Don't violate the territory of the Grand Slager Hotel. "
"Yes, Mr. President." The middle-aged man asked very humbly, "But if we give the Mildas Family face, it's hard to say whether they appreciate it or not. Moreover, will others think that we are afraid of the Mildas Family? After all, compared to our Rocky Mountain Foundation Chamber of Commerce, the strength of the Mildas Family is far inferior … "
The president of the Beeji Mountain Tribe threw the napkin on the table and laughed sinisterly, "We gave the Mildas Family face and didn't enter the Grand Slager Hotel to capture them, but it doesn't mean that we won't give them a show of strength. Didn't the Mildas Family send their Master Swordsman Mike over? It's just a level one Great Swordsman. We'll let Master Swordsman Tang Homer go over. Level two against one, continue to give them pressure. In addition, send 500 guards of the chamber of commerce over. Let's see who has more people, hmph … "
The Rocky Mountain Foundation Chamber of Commerce was stronger than the other second-rate chambers of commerce because of their armed forces. They had three Great Swordsmen, one level two Great Swordsmen, and two level one Great Swordsmen. Because they didn't let their own Great Swordsmen participate in the glass battle, they didn't lose any Great Swordsmen. Compared to the chambers of commerce that had sacrificed a lot, the Rocky Mountain Foundation Chamber of Commerce's armed forces were almost the same as theirs. This was also one of the reasons why the president of the Beeji Mountain Tribe wanted to expand his seat in the highest commerce council.
"Also, send more people to incite the commoners to besiege the Grand Slager Hotel. Those who go can get five pounds of coarse grain from our grain store every day. I'd like to see how long the Grand Slager Hotel can last when it's surrounded by commoners. As long as their carriages leave the boundaries of the hotel, let the commoners inspect them. Say that it's to prevent the foreign nobles from escaping. If the hotel carriages aren't inspected, don't let them go. I really want to know if the Mildas Family will have the guts to attack those commoners … "
"Mr. President, this is an excellent plan." The middle-aged man jokingly said, "I bet the Mildas Family won't dare to attack those commoners."
"Hahaha, I think so too. If they dare to attack, they'll be exterminating themselves from the commoners of Moronte City …" The president of the Beeji Mountain Tribe also laughed heartily, "Then, let's see if the Mildas Family can't resist the pressure of the commoners and take the initiative to ask those northern nobles to leave, or if those northern nobles run out of money and are driven out of the Grand Slager Hotel. We're not in a hurry, we have plenty of time to play with these northern bumpkins … "
"Mr. President, I believe that after this incident, your reputation in Moronte City will definitely be like this …" The middle-aged man gave a thumbs up, "I'll immediately go do what you've ordered. Please wait for the good news, Mr. President."
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