Chapter 217 Nothing Gained

"It turns out to be the next generation of Pompeii Knights. The Pompeii family's hot spring resort project really amazes me."

Alpha, Mr. Taylor's attitude immediately changed, and he even stretched out his hand to shake hands with Luther.

It's not because of bloodline or wealth, but because of Luther's brain.

Although the bloodline of the Pompeii family is ancient, it comes from the Count of Pompeii, which is still being passed down. But since it has been separated, Pompeii is now a knight family.

There is no mention of bloodline.

Not to mention wealth, Alpha, Taylor in front of him is worth tens of millions, and he is the top rich man in Orange, and Pompeii.

Hehe, it is difficult for Pompeii to take out 100,000 gold coins at present.

What makes Alpha, Taylor look at Luther with a new look is the hot spring resort plan, which is a brand new plan.

Provide high-quality services and high-quality enjoyment for the top rich people, and provide social occasions.

Before this, the whole of Prussia, no, the whole world did not have this kind of resort model business, nothing similar.

Luther, Pompeii, the next generation of Pompeii Knights in front of him, is a young man with a promising future.

Alpha Taylor likes dealing with talented young people very much. He has dealt with people like Kuba, Brown, Lelouch, Bonaparte, etc.

"The hot spring resort is just an idea of ​​Xinyi. Your praise really makes me ashamed." Luther shook hands with Mr. Alpha Taylor and said modestly.

"Xinyi's idea is often the beginning of a big business. No matter how strong a person's capital is or how powerful his military force is, he can't make money without a good business. Xinyi's idea is more important than financial strength and military force."

Mr. Alpha Taylor shook his head and said.

At this time, many guests at the ball wanted to come up and meet Luther and Pompey, but Mr. Alpha Taylor was obviously very interested in chatting with Luther.

So he handed over the hosting of the ball to someone else, and brought Luther and Mr. Al to the small living room on the second floor.

This small living room was decorated very exquisitely. Mr. Alpha Taylor took out a bottle of wine from the cabinet next to it and filled a glass for Luther and Mr. Al personally.

Then he sat down and took a sip, revealing an intoxicated look.

"Although Libya also produces top-quality wine, it seems to lack some kind of background compared to the top-quality wine in the capital, and it is not as delicious as the wine in the capital."

Mr. Alpha Taylor said.

"Mr. Alpha is also a wine taster." Mr. Al said to Luther, and then took a sip of wine, revealing an intoxicated look.

Luther also drank it, but he couldn't taste anything at all.

But Luther's heart was also moved.

Since the other party is a wine taster.

Luther put down the wine glass and said to Mr. Alpha Taylor very seriously: "I'm not afraid to tell you that I came to the cocktail party through Mr. Al this time, just to meet more wealthy people with excellent vision like you, and cooperate with me to sell a kind of wine, which I call Pompeii wine."

"Pompeii wine? New wine?" Mr. Alpha Taylor showed an enthusiastic look.

Luther was prepared for this. He took a small wine bottle from his pocket and handed it to Mr. Alpha Taylor. Mr. Alpha Taylor frowned and looked at it, with a bad feeling. But he still picked up the new wine glass next to him, poured himself a little, and drank it.

Then there was nothing else. Mr. Alpha Taylor put the small wine bottle aside. It is estimated that he will never want to drink this kind of wine again.

Luther's face twitched. For the top rich people, only red wine can satisfy their appetite. But Luther will not give up easily.

"This is a new wine produced by Pompeii, a wine with strong selling point. Pompeii is currently selling it in Patton Territory, with a profit of 400 gold coins per month. Now I want to sell this wine to the whole Orange, but it is too troublesome to open a store. So I thought of a way. We Pompeii only produce wine and leave the work of selling wine to agents."

Luther tried to explain his new sales model in concise and clear words.

Alpha, Taylor's eyes lit up, and he was very interested in this new sales model, which was definitely a subversive sales model.

Mr. Alpha Taylor couldn't help but sigh, young people's brains are still good. But he really didn't think highly of Pompeii wine. He shook his head and said, "Luther, I can guarantee that your wine can't be sold."

According to Luther's explanation.

The factory price of a barrel of Pompeii wine is five silver coins, and the retail price is more than one gold coin. It looks good, and you can make half.

But there are freight costs, because it is a long way from Pompeii to Golden City.

Store opening costs.

The rent of the store in Golden City is not low.

Hiring labor costs.

After all these messy consumption, it's good to make two silver coins from a barrel of wine. Then how many people will drink this kind of wine?

Can 10,000 barrels be sold in a month?

Alpha Taylor expressed doubts, and the profit from selling 10,000 barrels was only 2,000 gold coins. And he was a multi-millionaire.

If 2,000 gold coins fell on the ground, he would not even look at them.

Although Mr. Alpha Taylor showed little interest, Luther still tried to persuade him. He said, "Although I know that the taste of Pompeii wine is difficult for nobles to accept. But mercenaries are different. Mercenaries will like Pompeii wine very much, and the Earldom of Libya is a large territory. If you become an agent, you will make a lot of money."

But no matter what Luther said, Mr. Alpha Taylor shook his head. He looked pessimistic about this business.

This is normal. After Alpha Taylor drank Pompeii wine, he would never touch it again. With such a bad first impression, of course he was not interested in the business.

In short, he thought there would be no market for Pompeii wine in the Golden City.

But although the business could not be done, Alpha Taylor was still very polite to Luther and talked to Luther happily about other things.

Luther had no choice but to follow Mr. Alpha Taylor and change the subject.

Finally, the conversation ended, and Luther was introduced to the visiting guests by Mr. Alpha Taylor. Luther cheered up and planned to find an agent from the guests.

But it was a pity.

The guests were very interested in Luther and Pompeii. Some female guests even pestered Luther and kept asking about the hot springs.

But they all shook their heads about the plan for Pompeii wine.

It was too hard to drink.

In short, Luther got nothing from this social dance and worked in vain.

The rich people were not optimistic about white wine at all.

They were not even interested in trying it.

Damn it.