Chapter 52 (1/2)

After receiving 200 Talers, Huang Xuan easily found a Commerce Chamber in Hamburg and rent one of their warehouses at the port. Huang Xuan had been so familiar with this kind of procedure that everything went smoothly.

”The Chamber of Commerce of Honeywell is supposed to be able to buy some grains.” Rolin's means of investigation was directly scanning the safe, which was special. Since there was no credit in plane travel, as long as the payment could be made in cash, everything was OK.

”Which one is it?” The chambers of commerce at the port didn't have big signs. Even if they did, Huang Xuan wouldn't have been able to recognize any of them.

”The third one straight ahead.”

Huang Xuan straightened his clothes. He had just bought a tight blue short jacket the Prussians often wore. Since he was much thinner than the adults, the jacket looked ridiculously loose on him.

The Chamber of Commerce of Honeywell had a dark red gate. On the steps were two Roman columns, making the place look like a lousy hotel without doormen.

The people on the street came and went in a hurry as if they were chasing something. The boatmen started chanting nearby in an accent from the middle part of the country, which was as thick as ink. Huang Xuan looked left and right and then walked in.

”Do you take wheat?” Rolin made Huang Xuan sound like a middle-aged man.

In Germany, wheat was not only used for staple food like bread but also for beer, so it was much dearer than rice that was seldom grown in Rhineland.

Honeywell was an export-oriented chamber of commerce which exported anything people were willing to buy to every part of the world, drawing on the thriving German capital, just as all the other chambers of commerce did at that time.

A sleepy-eyed guy with a quill in his mouth raised his head. He was wearing a dirty hat and dressed like a frustrated sailor.

”We take only staple commodities. Where do you come from, redneck?”

”This guy sounds just as annoying as Huang Jianxuan,” Huang Xuan said to Rolin. He looked at the sleep on the guy's face in disgust and said, ”Can you hold five thousand pounds of wheat?”

That sleep on that guy's face moved a little as he blinked his eyes. He chewed on the quill and then suddenly spat it out and started yelling, ”Redneck, get out!”

Huang Xuan's face froze. Since n.o.body had ever scolded him like this and he had always been humored since he had been born, that guy's words really irritated him. All the frustrating experience in the past days since he had got here flooded in his head. Huang Xuan kicked at the counter so hard that the guy behind it was knocked over together with it. After that, he stepped on the paperwork scattering on the floor, seized the guy by the collar and slapped him on the face. The whole room was dazed, including the few who were having fun at the scene.

Huang Xuan shook his shoulders and said to Rolin, ”I am much stronger than before.”

”Every time traveler has a body much stronger than yours.” What Rolin said was disappointing to Huang Xuan. ”Your body used to be too weak. You wouldn't be qualified if you were at the big plane time.”

”Whatever.” Huang Xuan pouted. The guy on the ground was still cursing. Huang Xuan gave him another kick and said, ”Idiot!”, which Rolin didn't interpret.

At this time, the Prussians realized something. Two st.u.r.dy men yelled and rushed toward Huang Xuan, trying to grab him. Huang Xuan threw them aside with a single hand, and the room became chaotic.

More and more Prussians were coming.

”I am in trouble.” Huang Xuan was a little scared. It had been said that in Germany, every man was a soldier with biceps.

Several burly men in short jackets blocked the door. Huang Xuan, who was against the wall, said to Rolin, ”Shall we go home?”

”There are at least 30 tons of wheat in the warehouse at the port. If we go back now, we will not only lose every cent invested but also waste a lot of energy.”

”Then what shall we do?” Huang Xuan thought Rolin was extremely stingy.

”I believe you can fix it.”

Huang Xuan inhaled deeply. He copied the actors on TV to compose himself, but he was more frantic. Then an old Prussian man wearing monocles walked in from the back door.