The day passed quickly. The next morning, Julian personally found the residence of Xu Xin and others.

"Well, I need to go to Oriental Port with you!" Julian shouted as soon as he entered the door. He did not wear a top hat and had no pale powder on his face. This shows how urgent he was.

"Julian, have you made a decision?" Xu Xin walked to the wine cabinet with some sleepiness and poured himself a glass of brandy, "Don't you come?"

Last night, the three of them discussed the whole night, and the main content was about cotton trade. Before coming to Bordeaux, they almost never imagined that they would encounter such a complicated situation. According to their usual ideas, isn’t it just to sell something? As long as my goods are of good quality and low price, at most there are some sales channels that are not too bad, then it should be easy to sell.

But the extremely complex reality still shocked them. The cotton cloth business is not just a simple matter. It also involves a series of headache-inducing complex problems such as the local economic state, consumption habits, tariff barriers, local protectionism, the interest chain of the entire industry, the disposal of unemployed workers, etc. Xu Xin and others almost all shouted: Is it so complicated to do business? Is this a big deal about business or politics?

They really admire the British now. Although these British people did not make much achievements in the cotton business, they almost dominated the woolen market in the entire European and American colonies. Even in countries like France with extremely developed small peasant economy and severe tariff barriers, even in countries like Spain that openly claimed to only purchase their own goods, even in countries like Ottoman Turkey that produce a large amount of wool and are pagan, these British people can openly open up the market and make a fortune.

Of course, this is a market and relationship that took them centuries to establish, and the time travelers don’t have to pay too much attention.

Several people discussed it for the middle of the night, but still had no idea, so they had to take a step forward. Fortunately, things are progressing well at the moment, at least the Pasquiel family is still quite proactive. With the help of the nobles who lived here for generations, many troubles can be solved. What they paid was nothing more than concessions in commercial interests. For time travelers, the primary task at present is to open up the market and expand the market. As for commercial interests, they can still negotiate from multiple parties in the future.

"No, I don't need these now." Julian sat down on the living room chair, the hard chair made his butt feel a little painful. "God, you can use all the furniture here to chop firewood and burn fire. It's all old-fashioned medieval church style, bulky, solid, stereotyped, lacking the bright atmosphere of art."

"Julian, that's why you went to the salons of those ladies too much." Xu Xin laughed, "We East Coast people value practicality and don't like empty talk, right?"

Julian smiled helplessly, not angry: "What a bunch of rude guys. Well, Xu, I'm not here today to talk about these things with you. We're talking about business, cute gold coins, do you understand?"

"Julian, you are not at all implicit. You are more direct than all the French people I have ever met. But this is a necessary quality for a successful businessman." Xu Xin finished drinking half a cup of brandy and sat back in the living room, looking at Julian in front of him and said, "Now tell me the result of your discussion with your father. It seems that it is good news for us, right?"

"Haha, yes, it's all good news for us," Julian said with a pleasant smile. "After careful consideration, my father thought it was a bet worth betting, and our winning range was not low. Our family still knew some people in the textile guild, and he had a way to convince these people to join our camp. Now, before betting, my father and I need to confirm the last time how much cotton can you produce each year? This question is very important."

"How much do you need? How much output can satisfy the appetite of your family and those big shots?" Xu Xin asked back.

"At least 50,000 horses a year, it won't work if there are fewer. There are too many people who need to pay, and no one will spend a lot of effort for a little profit." Julian looked at Xu Xin's eyes and said slowly, "Your current production capacity is said to be only more than 10,000 horses a year, and the gap is still very large. You have to make me believe that you have this production capacity."

"Haha." Xu Xin took a sip of wine and thought quickly in his mind with the effort of drinking. "Julian, my friend, we can easily increase the production capacity, 20,000, 30,000, 50,000, or even 100,000, which is not a problem. You can believe us, I don't need to deceive you at this point, because this is a lie that can be easily exposed."

"But I still need to see it with my own eyes," Julian insisted. "I need to go to your textile factory on the east coast to check it out and confirm that you do have such a large production capacity."

"This is impossible, my friend." Xu Xin said seriously, "I am not authorized to take you to visit our factory. Moreover, this is related to our business secrets, please forgive me."

"It seems that you have indeed obtained a technology or machine that can greatly increase the yield of cotton. My father guessed it well." Julian said, turning his green eyes and looking at Xu Xin.

Xu Xin smiled, lowered his head to drink, and did not speak. His attitude was accustomed to Julian's guess.

"Have you ever considered investing in Bordeaux to set up a factory?" Julian continued, "My family has on-site sites and workers. You can invest in technology or equipment, so that you can avoid many troubles. Your products can also be sold to all areas of Gascone and even in neighboring provinces and regions without any obstacles. In this way, the profit margin can be at least doubled, and the total profit can even doubled several times. How about it, my friend, don't you think about it?"

"This is impossible, Julian." Xu Xin refused without thinking, but he might feel his tone a little stiff, and then explained tactfully: "Julian, in fact, I am only responsible for business matters, and I have no right to ask about technology. Of course, you can go to Dongfang Port to mention your request to my superiors, but as your loyal friend, I do not recommend you do this. Because the new textile production technology is our core competitiveness, we have no intention of sharing it with others in a short period of time."

"But I want to go to Oriental Port to try it out," Julian insisted. "In fact, it's not just me, but many big names want to know the secret of you producing cheap cotton."

"Well, since you have made up your mind to go, I have no reason to stop you. But I think you'd better not put too much hope in this matter. Just as the Venetians kept their mirror making technology back then, we would take strict confidentiality measures for the technology or equipment we think are important." Xu Xin said, "When are you going to leave?"

"As soon as possible." Julian stood up at this time and said, "I have to go back and prepare. You can organize the supplies you need. We may have more than one boat to Dongfang Port this time. As a qualified merchant, the cabin is never allowed to be left empty. Of course, as for what kind of cargo to load, I think it's better to leave it to those who really need it to make a decision."

"Thank you, Julian." Xu Xin said sincerely, "I will write you a list of goods later. You just need to purchase according to the order. Don't worry, we will give you a price that satisfies you. People from the East Coast will not let your friends suffer."

"I don't doubt this at all. The East Coast people have always had a good reputation." Julian smiled, "By the way, it may be a while before you set out. You can try to pass the time at some famous ladies or ladies in the city. They are very curious about you East Coast people, haha. Don't be nervous. Oh, my friends are all relaxing parties. You talk about topics such as national affairs, literature and art, and interesting stories. Don't be too reserved. Moreover, maybe a passionate lady will look at you differently, but that will develop a romantic encounter."

"Thank you for your kindness, but I really don't like this kind of occasion. I'm not a qualified and decent person." Xu Xin smiled bitterly and said, "I think we'd better handle the serious business as soon as possible."

In the following days, Julian was busy purchasing goods. Xu Xin and the other three hid quietly in the house, waiting for the day of return to the airport in a low-key manner. They understood that they were the focus at the moment, and many interested people in Bordeaux were watching their every move. At this time, it would be better to be low-key and quiet.

At the end of June, the procurement of materials was finally completed. Hundreds of barrels of gunpowder, copper, lead, tin, pig iron, graphite and other materials, dozens of Lusitano horses and some sheep stuffed the two large sailboats. Julian took some strangers who had first met and were waiting for the arrival of Xu Xin and others on the "Butterfly".

Xu Xin and the other two temporarily hired one person to guard the merchant station, and then boarded the Pasquiel family's "Butterfly" sailboat. The "Butterfly" and another three-masted sailboat, the Nightingale, pulled up their anchors and raised their sails. On July 1, they slowly sailed along the clear water of the Gironde River, and then turned south and headed straight for the Eastern Port.
Chapter completed!