"Jiazi 17, Jiazi 17, is the only truck in the caravan that contains 5 tons of B nutrients, and is also a best-selling sugar product.

The remaining goods are also grade C-level nutrients, and their value can be said to be the highest in all containers in the caravan.

If we were stolen, we would have been in vain this time!" The old manager exclaimed in dismay when he heard this.

Even if the grade B nutrients are of average quality, the average selling price per catty in Jiangchu Guozheng District is around 1,000 gold knife.

Of course, the direct sales price in the production area of ​​negative areas is only one fifth of this number.

In addition, for large customers with a total purchase of more than 100 tons at one time, plantations generally offer a 10% discount on wholesale discount.

Therefore, the price of Liao's trading company purchasing this batch of Class B nutrients was only about 180 gold knives per catty.

But even so, a ton of 2,000 kilograms still costs 360,000 gold knives, and 5 tons is 1.8 million.

Adding to the remaining 45 tons of C-grade nutrients, the cost price is about one million gold knives.

Although the loss of this truck could not be said to have lost all the money in the caravan, it did indeed reduce very considerable profits.

The inn shopkeeper sighed and said, "Old man, our 'Goldman Sachs' is a thousand-year-old store, and he will never shirk responsibility.

Since the goods are thrown in our inn, we must pay the money we should pay according to the rules.

With those Nanyang insurance companies guaranteeing their support, Guibaohao should not lose much.

However, this thief is really superb and can steal all the nutrients in a container without knowing it.

Now you say that he chose the most valuable target.

I suspect that there is probably an insider.

We have to report to Master Liao to see if we can check it out clearly, and we can also suffer less losses."

"The fifth master was polite and felt that he was here, and the people below were not having fun, so he went back to his room to rest early.

I'll take you to find him." The old manager pondered for a moment, nodded, and said immediately.

He got up and led the inn shopkeeper at night, walked through the hall, and walked towards the main hall in the backyard.

The fifth master refers to Liao Dongyu. Because he is ranked fifth among the family's peers, everyone who is familiar with him respectfully calls him "Fifth Master".

The inn shopkeeper on the way asked softly: "By the way, Mr. Zhao, are you still looking for the goods transported by the 'Tongshengtong' car this time?

Are there any unfamiliar faces in the caravan?”

"The car dealership has not changed. I think the old brand of "Tongshengtong" will not be robbed," the old manager said softly: "As for the new faces?

Before the caravan left Shenshe base, the fifth master met a friend who forgot his age.

Follow us all the time here.

The origin is unclear, so you can focus on it.

However, the fact that truck No. 17 is equipped with Class B nutrients is a secret.

The entire caravan was only fifth master, the young lady, me, Xu Changmao, and Liu Shide.

Logically speaking, the boy went deeper and simpler along the way, and he ignored anyone except for a few words with the fifth master. He should not be clear about it."

While they were talking, the two of them had already arrived outside the main hall. The old manager patted the door knocker and shouted: "Have you fallen asleep with the fifth master?

There is an urgent matter for the shopkeeper Li, who is on the night of Goldman Sachs, and I want to report to you."

After shouting, I waited for a while and there was no movement in the room.

The old manager patted the door knocker again and shouted it again, but no one answered.

An ominous premonition arose in his heart. The old manager's face changed, and he raised his voice and shouted again. Seeing that no one responded, he hurriedly kicked open the door and broke in.

When he saw a lit dark red candle in the room, Liao Dongyu was sleeping at his desk, but his face turned toward the beam of the room. It was obvious that his neck had been twisted off, his expression was angry, and his eyes were wide open and he lost his life.

When the old manager saw the tragic image, his legs suddenly became weak and he collapsed on the ground.

Even the shopkeeper of Goldman Sachs's face changed drastically, and he turned around and ran away without saying a word, notifying the boss and summoning people to prepare for the response.

What the inn does is to welcome and send off transactions, protecting the lives of guests and property safety are the most basic requirements.

Now the guests lose money first and then die, which is like smashing the sign of "Goldman Sachs".

Especially the one who died was one of the owners of a large business company. If you are not careful about the reputation of the inn, you may lose your life for thousands of years.

Of course, you must be careful to deal with it and do your best to show sincerity and apology.

And just when the "Golden Sachs" was in a panic.

Zhang Jiao had already glided to the only sea transport terminal in Linfan County and landed.

The pier is called "Jin Hailiu", which is said to be the industry of a young nobleman named Liu in Jiangchu State.

Legend has it that the Liu family's hereditary title was just a "senior doctor" and its fiefdom was small and could not maintain the family's dignity.

Because of his low position and low title, he could not find a big business as an agent. He could only go to the sea without considering the nobles' dignity, bought a mudflat in the suburbs of Linfan County, built a small port, and started a business of making money from the water.

Unexpectedly, relying on the status of aristocratic and generations of business-minded heads, Liujiagang grew stronger and stronger like a balloon, and finally monopolized all the dock business in Linfan County in one fell swoop.

The scale has expanded to a point where it can almost compete with the county town.

Zhang Jiao stood on the cement road outside the harbor full of fishy smell, looking at the dark, bright, bright, and dark port like a head of alopecia areata, strolling forward and stepping into it.

The dim part of the pier is the closed warehouses, restaurants, and grocery shops.

The lights are the sea boats that are unloading, factories that handle fishing catches overnight, taverns, inns and places where flowers and flowers are in full swing.

From the dirty clothes of the dock workers, the unkempt face of the fish cutter, and the decent dress of the merchants who were still drinking and having fun in the middle of the night, it can be seen that the gap between the rich and the poor in Chujiang Kingdom is much larger than that of Lu Yang.

The poor class's life is very difficult.

Zhang Jiao was wandering around in the harbor.

Seeing the coolies who were sweating profusely under the chandeliers at the Bokoukou chandeliers, who were connected in a string of ants, carrying goods from the 10,000-ton ship, they couldn't help but think: "I really opened my eyes to the purely human-powered seaport ports that even mechanical cranes and forklifts do not have.

How cheap is the labor here? It can resist the wave of the industrial revolution."

The Lingdingyang is connected to the South China Sea. When boarding the boat from the Jinhailiu Pier, you can directly reach the three most modern and open Nanyang countries in the Xiazong civilization circle.

Most of the ships passing through Jinhailiu Pier come from these three countries, which are the most important logistics hubs in the East and West continents.

Xiangyuan Kingdom, among the three countries in Nanyang, is the destination for Zhangjiao to raise funds to exploit oil fields and build planting industries.
Chapter completed!