Chapter 17

The Scottish sea, the Gulf of Mali.

After 12 days of continuous sailing, the three member artis beauty crossed the clear spee River into the sea and finally came to Elgin, a black port in north central Scotland.

Elgin is a well-known black port.

It is not appropriate to call her black port, because the serious Elgin is not a port at all, but the capital of Mali County under the jurisdiction of the kingdom of Scotland.

However, Scotland was in a recession, and the construction of a port in losymouth in Mali County could not create profits for the county.

After learning from the bitter experience, the Scots built a new port in the east of lotsmouth, where the squire received the black businessmen. They also named Black harbor elgen, and it was only since then that Mari county has really flourished.

However, this has a side effect.

Because of the Scottish accent, the businessmen who came and went were not divided. Over time, elgen was read as Elgin, and the inland capital of Mali was transformed into a strange black port called order and welcoming all directions on the edge of lotsmouth.

Lorraine's "Sir, we are doing business in Elgin for the first time. Is there anything we should pay attention to?"

The pilot frowned and thought for a moment.

"First of all, you must respect the living habits of Scots and be familiar with and abide by Scottish laws. Although it is a black port, it is an orderly black port."

Lorraine shrugged: "don't I need to visit the management committee?"

"This is another thing." the pilot chuckled. "If you want the laws of black port to protect you and your crew, you must obtain the permission of the management committee before trading. Of course, this is mainly to get the tax card, which is used for tax declaration at the port authority."

"Black port that needs to declare tax... Where should I get the tax card?"

"No. 17, Fanhua street, this is the office of the management committee. Three gentlemen in the Management Committee of black port take turns. This month is Mr. Carl piddick."

"Thank you very much for your advice." Lorraine waved a gentleman's salute, saw pierce getting off the ship with a beautiful small box, and gave another shilling. "Does Mr. piddick like porcelain?"

"Who doesn't like porcelain on the island of Britain?"

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17 Fanhua street.

After saying goodbye to the enthusiastic pilot, Lorraine knocked on the door with Pierce. Very smoothly, he was led to the second floor by the brown haired secretary and met Mr. piddick of the management committee.

Pidic is a standard Celtic with a round red nose and thick blond hair.

His blond hair was covered with heavy ointment, glittering, smooth fit, and a pure white curly wig on his head, adding a bit of serious bureaucratic color.

After meeting for the first time with a tea set and the noble blood of the Drake family, Lorraine was qualified to sit on the sofa.

Now the exquisite tea set from the East was placed on the tea table between them. Piddick looked at the sky blue tea cup and couldn't put it down.

Lolin smiled and said, "the sky blue glaze comes from the strange porcelain firing process of the Eastern Qing Dynasty. Its full name is copper tire silk pinching enamel. This process originated in the Zhou Dynasty for more than 2000 years and reached its peak in the Jingtai period of the Ming Dynasty, so it is also called Cloisonne."

"Scared and rotten..." Mr. piddick smashed his mouth and pondered the awkward pronunciation, "mysterious oriental country, learned little Mr. Drake."

He carefully put the teacup back into the wooden box and closed the lid with a snap.

"Little Mr. Drake, are you really from Devonshire?"

"A disdained descendant who has been expelled from his family is not worth pretending." Lorraine tilted his legs and changed a more comfortable sitting position. "Sir, I brought some spices and tin ware from East India, hoping to get the qualification to do business in Elgin for a long time."

"Spices... And tinware?" said Mr. piddick with a strange look. "You look young and have opened up the route to the east?"

Lorraine smiled and waved: "you misunderstood. Spices and tinware are the booty of an unforgettable experience. I'm just a fledgling businessman. I'll go to the East sooner or later, but not now."

"I see your shining point again, courage, self-confidence and honesty."

"You flatter me."

After some greetings, Mr. piddick adjusted his sitting position, put his hands on his knees and sat straight.

Lorraine also sat upright at the right time and looked calmly at Mr. piddick.

Now even little pierce knows that the subject is about to begin.

Mr. piddick cleared his throat and whispered to his secretary, instructing her to take care of her baby and bring a blank tax card and a VIP invitation.

The secretary looked at young Lorraine in surprise, but ran back and forth at Mr. piddick's request.

The two letters were soon placed in front of Lorraine. They were all rolled parchment, cut in all directions and engraved with beautiful flowers.

Mr. piddick asked Lorraine's full name. First, he wrote on the tax card with a goose feather pen, signed his name, covered it with fire paint, and carefully pasted the ribbon flowers while the fire paint was still wet.

He solemnly handed the tax card to Lorraine: "little Mr. Drake, elgen port welcomes such honest, brave, confident, knowledgeable and generous noble blood as you."

"With the tax plate, you will enjoy the protection of Scottish law and accept the supervision of Mr. elgen."

"You can buy and sell normally in Ergen, buy an industry, make a reservation, the tax rate of each transaction is 20%, and the purchase and sale are settled independently."

Buying and selling are settled independently, which means that black port will extract 40% of the transaction volume for each transaction. This is the world of black market businessmen.

The draw was ridiculously high, but after Cherbourg, Lorraine thought it was worth it. He immediately stretched out his hands and took it solemnly.

"Thank Mr. piddick for his trust and support. I hope our friendship will last as long as the bagpipes of Scotland."

"This is also my hope."

The qualification to enter Hong Kong has been obtained. Lorraine rolled up the tax card, handed it to pierce and looked curiously at another document on the table.

"Mr. piddick, this is..."

Mr. piddick resumed his relaxed sitting position, smiled and said, "you are already a resident businessman in Hong Kong. I must tell you about elgen's trading rules."

"Including elgen, most of the black ports in northwest Europe do not support private transactions. Generally speaking, we have two ways of trading."

He stretched out two fingers and bent one of them: "the first is the exchange. You must have your own industry, register with the port authority and accept accounting review. Every transaction you make should be recorded in the account. The port authority collects business tax every three months and still refunds your contribution to the black port."

"Generally speaking, if your trade volume exceeds 5000 pounds in half a year, the tax rebate is 5%, if it exceeds 10000 pounds, 10%, and the maximum is 50%."

Lorraine calculated that if the trade volume reached 50000 pounds, he would only need to bear 10% of the tax in the business, of course, first.

He nodded, "what about the second?"

"Second, for tourists without an exchange, like you, black harbor has an auction every 15 days. Taxes are drawn on site without tax refund, but no additional Commission is drawn from the venue itself."

Lorraine looked at Mr. piddick with interest: "this is the invitation to the auction?"

"The auction doesn't need an invitation," piddick corrected with a smile. "This is the VIP invitation to the auction."

"VIP?"

"The management committee VIP with his own private room has a quieter environment and more spacious seats. Even the proper transaction tax only needs 15% of the payment." Mr. piddick smiled and handed the invitation to Lorraine. "Mr. Drake, this is a gift from a friend. I hope you like it."