Speaking of the meeting, Hou Fangyu's expression on his face was a little unnatural.

After so long the talks, there has not been much progress. The main reason is that the language of both sides is different.

Although we can understand a little bit by relying on translation, the translation of this era is also a bit of a knife, so the language stuck their talks.

When he heard Hou Fangyu's explanation, Zhu Cilang was also a black line. Although Zhu Cilang had a Level 4 English certificate, who knew whether any of them could speak English?

"Let's do it. After lunch, you bring them all over. I will talk to them in person to see if it can be faster."

The treasury transports silver out every day. If there is no new input, Zhu Cilang has to stop the foreign war.

Although there are many functional points in the system, Zhu Cixuan does not want to exchange these things for silver.

After all, there may be better weapons in the future. If you want to get large-scale equipment, it will be a considerable expense.

What's more, foreign trade is a big thing to make a lot of money. Now that people make big money, we can take a small amount of money. Many domestic businessmen are still very happy, so Zhu Cilang naturally cannot let us continue to suffer losses.

Hou Fangyu and other ministers looked at Zhu Ciyang with surprise.

In their opinion, these are small foreign countries. How could His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the Ming Dynasty personally talk to them?

Moreover, these people look strange. If they scare His Highness the Crown Prince, it would not be a trivial matter.

However, without waiting for them to object, Zhu Cilang left first.

If we listen to all the people below, the foreign trade reform will last for a year, wouldn’t we still suffer a year of losses? This year it will cost tens of millions of taels of silver.

"You have to watch a little later. If there is something wrong with those birdmen, please let His Highness avoid him quickly. These guys look like that. How can His Highness condescend to negotiate with them?"

"Who said no, these people all look so scary..."

The ministers below all began to instruct Hou Fangyu that the Crown Prince was the lord of Zhongxing. Everyone knew that in this case, if there was any mistake, it would be the loss of the entire Ming Dynasty. Who could afford it?

Hou Fangyu could only laugh around and secretly blamed himself for being incompetent in his heart.

If this matter had been done earlier, why would His Royal Highness personally deal with it? But when it comes to language communication issues, even if he was dismissed, he would not understand what these foreigners were saying.

After lunch, Zhu Cilang summoned these people in the imperial study room. Fortunately, someone knew English here. After all, they often deal with British people, so it was easy to find a few English-speaking people.

But it is not so easy to find a few Chinese-speaking people. It turns out that their translations are all natives in the South China Sea. Now that guy suddenly fell ill and died, so the exchange between the two sides came to a halt.

Now these people were so surprised that they couldn't speak when they heard His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of Ming Dynasty spoke English. However, they were more happy in their hearts, and finally solved the language problem.

It has been a long time since they went to sea in Europe.

If they cannot open the communication, they will not be able to get the goods. Eating, drinking, urinating and urinating every day is a considerable expense, and there is no hope, and they may go bankrupt.

In addition, the Ming Dynasty suddenly changed its policies. No matter what method they used, the merchants used to dare not sell them a little tea.

Although they did not show it on the surface, they were so anxious that they were almost crying and calling their parents.

According to the etiquette of the Ming Dynasty, these people should have kowtowed to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, but for the Westerners, it is not easy to just curtsy, so they just bowed.

If Zhang Shenyan were here, he would definitely beat these guys out directly. This was a group of monkeys who were rude.

But Zhu Cilang has passed away from modern society, so he naturally doesn't care about these things. What we value is the money in the hands of these people.

Only with the money they have in hand can we continue to build public facilities and continue to carry out wars across the country, so it doesn’t matter whether we kneel or not.

Zhu Cixuan tried to say a few words. Although it was an exam-oriented education back then and it was quite embarrassing, at least these people understood it. As long as the speed was slowed down, the communication between the two sides would not be a problem.

"Dear Prince of the Ming Dynasty, are you wrong? Can you say it again? The price really needs to be increased by 15%?"

Jebitt, the head of the Dutch East India Company, said.

This guy is the head of the Dutch East India Company Northeast Asia, and of course its profit margin is also the highest.

But now that the Crown Prince of the Ming Dynasty suddenly wanted to increase the sale price by 15%, he couldn't believe it was true, and he thought the other party was wrong!

Zhu Cilang smiled and shook his head, then repeated his words, and finished everything he hadn't finished just now, which made the other party even more crying.

The increase of 15% is ordinary tea.

Medium tea should increase the price to 25% of the original price.

The highest price for high-end tea is only four times the original price.

After hearing these words, all the foreign businessmen looked dead.

Of course they knew the authority of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the Ming Dynasty on this land.

If these words are spoken from others, they can still deal with them in various ways, but if they are spoken from the supreme rulers of this land, then this matter is really impossible to change.

"Gentlemen, I know that my price has been raised a bit high, but I also know that it is profitable for you to ship it back to Europe at such a price. Don't think that I don't know your profits. The tea you bought from me for one tael of silver can be sold at least twelve taels of silver, or even fifteen taels of silver. What I said is right?"

When Zhu Cilang finished speaking, these people were even more surprised. The two sides negotiated to do business, but the other party could accurately state your profit margin to more than 90%...

Although there is still a little gap, it can be basically ignored now. Could it be that the person in front of him is God's illegitimate son on earth?
Chapter completed!