C2065 European marketing rights

Duke of Newcastle's promise stunned everyone present. Of course it was limited to these Chinese guests, none of the Englishmen present felt surprised.

The welcoming officials who accompanied the Duke stared at the Chinese with a faint look of contempt. They all felt a strong sense of pride in their hearts.

"Do Chinese people who have never seen the world really think that twenty or thirty thousand pounds is a huge sum of money? Spices have been expensive in Europe since ancient times. Spices from India and Southeast Asia were once more expensive than gold.

"The price of a secret recipe like the fresh source should be more than ten times, or even a hundred times higher than that of gold! Why is this Eastern Führer different from what the rumors say, petty, he actually dares to doubt the purchasing power of my British Empire! "

The British were silently cursing, while the Chinese people present were full of mixed feelings. In the history of mankind, it was the first time a country had used money to smash someone's face. Since when did it happen?

What was even more shocking was Evil Doctor Huang, he was the leader of the secret research and development team, he was very clear on the cost of this bottle of fresh source, the kelp found in the Mediterranean did not require money, just burning some coal would be the cost.

There was also the poppy shell, which was a commonly seen Chinese medicine. It was a by-product of the opium industry. One tael of silver for a sack.

If one had to talk about the cost, the porcelain vases from the Cheng Hua age would probably be the most expensive. However, they were not the best quality products from the official kiln and could be traded in a normal antique shop in Qing Dynasty for a hundred taels of silver.

Evil Doctor Huang swallowed his saliva as he thought to himself, the Führer is truly a god, he can't even compare to a stone turning into gold!

Stealing money was like stealing money. This was like trying to scam a bunch of foreign devils to their deaths. However, it was really fun. This was too much!

Since official diplomatic activities would only start tomorrow morning, Duke of Newcastle was merely a guide who welcomed them in advance. On this day, both sides would not discuss national affairs.

Duke and Xiao Letian nodded to the people around them, and the Registrars from both sides put down their pens. From now on, the time of the private negotiations would not be recorded.

Xiao Letian cut a piece of beef into his mouth and chewed it slowly. After eating it, Xiao Letian acted like he had thought of something, and said with a look of understanding, "Since the Duke is so confident, why don't we talk about it privately. There shouldn't be any harm in trying it!"

"Since you want to open a high-end restaurant and sell my family's secret recipe, then the restaurant's size, location, decoration, staff training, etiquette, and so on cannot be ambiguous …"

"May I ask the Duke what his conditions are?"

"That's right, I agree with the Head of State. I will settle the issue of the restaurant's land use. All the most prosperous regions in the UK are concentrated in the hands of our circle of nobility, and I also have a lot of properties …"

"How is Downing Street? "It's right next to the Prime Minister's residence. I have a piece of land, so I can set up a restaurant …"

This was the foundation of a high-class British noble family. Xiao Letian could not help but sigh with sorrow in his heart, "Grandmother, this is the foundation that you have accumulated over hundreds of years and dozens of dukes!" "How amazing, without a certain status, this land is impossible to obtain. This is something passed down from our ancestors!"

"You and I will split the starting capital. I will use land and decoration to buy shares, and you will use secret recipe and Chinese chefs to buy shares. I am not greedy for half of your European marketing rights, am I?"

"What?" European marketing rights! " Xiao Letian started to sneer, "Duke has such a big appetite, for such a profitable business, do you want the marketing rights of the entire Europe? "Absolutely not, I can only give you the shares of the British Isles …"

In a business collaboration, the taboo was having one's partners monopolizing the business. Xiao Letian controlled the secret recipe and the source of the Eastern Chef, which was to hold the business by the throat.

The most effective way to control the partners was to divide the eggs and not put them into a basket. Duke of Newcastle wanted the right to sell spices throughout Europe, so his appetite was too big.

Hearing Xiao Letian's refusal, the Duke was not angry. After all, this was a result of hundreds of years of mercantilism instilled within him.

Hearing this rejection did not make him angry, as the Duke only had to bargain in order to do business in his heart, this was a very normal thing!

In the dining hall, everyone was looking at the scene in a daze. Xiao Letian and Duke of Newcastle were trying to calculate how they should work together so that saliva would fly out of their mouths.

Zai Chun watched until he was stupefied. Only then did he realize the disparity between his master and himself, and the fact that he had such meticulous planning in the business field, was sufficient for him to study for the rest of his life.

Furthermore, Zai Chun was very clear that if he let the other Confucian Scholars in the country do the same, it would be a noble act.

What surprised Zai Chun even more was that the more the business negotiation, the more opposing it was, the more interested both sides became. There were a few times when Xiao Letian righteously rejected the Duke's conditions so strictly that Duke of Newcastle was so angry that his face turned red, he thought that the Duke would slap the table and start cursing furiously.

However, he never expected that at the last moment, the Duke would still be able to hold his temper and find an acceptable balance.

Gradually, Zai Chun gained some understanding, as if he had understood the mistake the imperial government made before.

Europeans are merchants, and merchants focus on profit and execution, not on false face. However, the Great Qing was different. The nobles and officials valued face more, they relied on face and authority to rule this country.

In the hearts of the officials of the Great Qing Empire, bargaining was shameful. More importantly, since the stinking merchant dared to reject the conditions set by the imperial government and officials, he would be executed regardless of the consequences.

It was possible to deal with the merchants of the country, but when the strong British businessman came under the protection of the Home Country, it became impossible to deal with the old.

This group of merchants did not care about emotions nor face. They only cared about benefits and the ability to enforce their words.

In the beginning, the European merchants who had travelled to China from far away did not have any hopes of fighting the Great Qing. They only wanted an opportunity to bargain with them.

In their hearts, they would bargain with their Qing Dynasty, and it would be fine if both sides could turn the situation upside down at the negotiating table. In the end, they could always come up with a balance, and as long as they could find that balance, they could naturally cooperate for a long time.

However, the Qing Dynasty did not play the cards according to the business rules. Instead, she used the power of the feudal officials of the Middle Ancient World to suppress them.

This refusal to negotiate was unacceptable to the Europeans. Without negotiation, there would be no bargaining, no mutual compromise, and finally there would be no balance of cooperation.

When all the peaceful means had failed, war became the last option.