When he heard Alexander say Hungary, Urius wondered for a moment whether his master had magical powers like prophets.

Although this idea had a huge conflict with the belief of the Last Prophet, whom he had been taught since childhood, Uriu could not think of anything else to explain this miracle.

However, the Moors asked carefully, and he hoped that the master could give a reasonable explanation, otherwise his beliefs might really face huge challenges.

Fortunately, the things he was worried about were not born, and his master was obviously the Earl of Montina, not the prophet Alexander.

"Didn't you hear the news from the messenger just now?" Alexander was a little surprised. The Moors have always been very clever. Why are they so slow today? "The copper price has fallen from Hungary again. It seems that we have to go to Hungary."

"Copper price?" Uriu was a little surprised. He felt that the news that he had gone to Naples became much more obstructed. He didn't know when the master suddenly became so interested in the price of copper, and even went to Hungary for this?

Seeing Uriu's doubts, Alexander signaled him to accompany him while walking slowly along the corridor on the second floor, while looking at the crowded hall below.

"Did you know that the Fugers bought the largest copper mine in Europe from the emperor to date?"

"I heard you talk about this, and you also used this to do a good business with the Fugers family," Uriu immediately flattered without a trace. "What, are they rich?"

"not yet."

A strange light flashed in Alexander's eyes, his tone was a little dazed and hesitant. Seeing that Uriu's spirit was immediately moved, and in his impression, the master must be thinking about something big.

"You probably don't know that the Fugers themselves can't get such a large copper mine. After all, it is the largest mineral in Europe today. In addition to copper mines, there are silver, tin and coal. Any of these minerals can make people do whatever it takes."

"Are you going to take down those minerals?" Uriu asked in a low voice. Although he was not Diego and didn't know how much money the master made, he still vaguely felt that it was a bit risky.

"Of course not, I can't compare with a family like Fuger now."

"It's just now, and in the future you will definitely be richer than any of them." The Moor said quickly.

"Uriu, I didn't notice that you are good at flattering now." Alexander glared at the Moors. "I want to hear of me, prepare for us to go to Hungary."

"Didn't you say you can't get those minerals?" Uriu asked in a little puzzled manner. "Besides, you will soon marry Barenti Xiao    jie."

"But this is really a very good opportunity. Do you know what was born? It's copper. Now the copper price is falling constantly. Do you know what this means?"

"We can buy cheap copper, but who do we sell it?" Uriu felt his brain was a little unhealthy.

"Idiot, it's a cannon. We can build a lot of cannons."

"cannon?"

Uriu's eyes lit up instantly. He knew that Gompatti would be overjoyed if he heard this, but he still didn't understand.

"But master, hasn't the Fuger family already taken down those copper ores? But why does the copper price continue to fall?"

Hearing Uriu's question, Alexander did not answer immediately. He stopped and looked down, then turned his head to look at Uriu.

"Tell me Uriu, can I trust you?"

As if he was insulted, Uriu's face instantly sank.

"Sorry, I was wrong," Alexander waved his hand to block Uriu's complaint. "I mean I can trust your vision? You must know that you are loyal, but it may be difficult if I ask you to find someone who is equally loyal for me."

"Master, what are you going to do?" Uliu asked carefully. "You know I can still see some people clearly, but I have to know what kind of people you need first?"

"A person who is smart but won't cause trouble, at least if he is obedient."

"Oh, that's it," Uriu nodded after judging something. "I really have such a person, although I'm not very honest, I can make him more honest."

"So now," Alexander said seriously. "We may have a chance to have a fortune."

Milerongiro finally went to Florence. Perhaps for him, he was finally recognized by the Florentines and able to leave his own works in that city, the only proof that he has indeed entered the ranks of masters.

Rome without Michelangelo did not show the decline of art. After all, this was an era of masters and stars shining.

For example, a young man who is emerging now shocked Rome with his younger talent than Michelangelo, but his talent is no less than that of the former.

Sandy Raphael is now a popular artist in Rome. Many people are surprised by the same delicate and intoxicating brushwork techniques as the slender-looking boy as the skin of a girl. For Raphael, many people are even discussing whether he may become a character like the legendary Da Vinci.

Raphael was a little nervous when he was happy with such praise. He knew that he could not compare with Leonardo da Vinci, and that he was the predecessor he admired both now and in the future.

But whenever he sees his masterful painting skills gradually showing his masterpiece on the canvas, he can't help but be secretly happy about his talents.

For this reason, Raphael once secretly expressed his uneasiness to his only trusted friend Prato. He hoped to become a master like Leonardo or Michelangelo one day, but he was worried that his goal would be too ambitious and could not be achieved.

Prato felt pretentious about Raphael's anxiety about gains and losses. In his opinion, those masters may not be so great from the beginning, so he kept encouraging his friends to pursue their ideals boldly.

After all, they are living much better now than before, which is enough to prove Raphael's talent.

After honored to meet the Pope and received a fee promised by the Pope, Raphael contributed a painting to the Sistine Cathedral that, although the painting is small, has fully demonstrated his extraordinary skills.

This painting, "The Pope of Praying Back", which later became an indispensable decoration for the offices of the popes of all generations, was regarded as his incarnation by many later popes because they did not specifically describe their appearance. Under the delicate and realistic brushstrokes, only the devout Pope with his back kneeling in front of the altar and the Jesus jī   dū who completely presents a sacred image on the front, form an unusual and perfect picture.

This innovation, which is obviously completely different from most other painters, was highly praised by Alexander VI, and Raphael became one of the most highly valued artists funded by the Pope.

Now Raphael and Prato live in a room on the second floor of the house on a not-so-distant street north of Rome. In addition to two very comfortable beds, they even have spare money to buy a few decent pieces of furniture.

Prato is now half of Raphael's agent. Raphael's young personality and his attitude of not caring about money make Prato feel that if he can't help his friends, he may either squander or gain nothing in the end.

So Prato volunteered to take on Raphael's financial plan, and his investment in the exchange through the money Raphael earned did indeed bring him some personal benefits.

Raphael ignored these things. He devoted himself to his creation almost every day, and for this reason he divided the originally small room into a small studio.

Whenever he goes in, he will not come out at will except for eating.

When Uriu found Prato, this friend of Raphael was staring at a pile of documents on the table.

He was surprised to see the Moorish Prato, but he quickly calmed down and realized that Uriu had to come to him because he had something to do, and he did not want Raphael to know that he seemed familiar with the servant of Count Montina.

"It seems that your life is not that easy." Uriu looked at Prato, who hurriedly put away the documents.

"I'm just worried about money. Rome is a place that can turn the richest people into poor people," Prato couldn't help complaining. "Do you know, the pay the Pope has paid us is almost spent, but it seems that he has no intention of asking Sandy to continue painting."

"Of course, the Pope has no time to care about those things now," Uriu's eyes flashed over the documents, and he noticed that several of them should be the exchange list. "There is something you may be willing to do."

"What, I can still find a good job in Rome," Prato said quickly, "so if the reward is not very generous, I would rather accompany Sandy to live a hard life in his studio."

"You must like this errand," Uriu said affirmatively, "but you have to go to see the count first, and the master will tell you what he is."

"I can set off now." Prato grabbed his coat. In fact, when Uriu just entered the door, he was already nervous. Now that he heard that he had an errand, he was even more nervous when he was secretly excited.

He knew that he might be exposed sooner or later when investing in Raphael's money, but the news about money he heard from the exchange made him unable to help but invest money in it.

Especially the recent news that the copper price in the market has not been plummeted, which makes him think it is a good opportunity like many people. However, he never expected that the result of constant investment has not improved. This made Prato not only spend all his money on the two people, but also borrowed a large amount of interest from the Jews who wandered around the exchange all day like omnipresent blood-sucking insects.

At this moment, Uriu's appearance made Prato, who was already at a loss, feel that God really prefers him.

To Prato's surprise, the place where Alexander saw him was not the Palace of Marino, but the house of Mrs. Orgala.

Last time, after Uriu's recommendation, Raphael received a considerable reward for the portrait of Madame Orgala, and Prato also took the opportunity to meet many nobles and wealthy merchants in the Roman city here.

This time we met again at Madame Orgala, and Prato thought this should be a good sign.

Although I had known that Uriu was looking for this Prato before, Alexander frowned inadvertently after seeing him.

Although he easily noticed Caesar's plan to rob Lucrezia in the game because of this person's rumor in the game, he never had any good feelings for this person.

But now it seems that this person is more suitable to implement his plan.

It is clever and adaptable, and can also be in control of it. All of this seems to be very suitable.

"I heard you owe a gao     1ì   dai?" Alexander didn't want to waste too much time. He just spoke up and made Prato stunned. "I know you have invested a lot of money in the price of copper, most of which should be the money of your friend Raphael. Not only did you lose all his money, you also borrowed a large amount of gao     1ì   dai, so you are actually in debt now."

Prato looked at Alexander blankly. He knew that he could not hide this matter from the count. He just said this from the beginning, which made him feel a little worried about what the count wanted him to do.

"What I want you to do is to do the deal you lost before," Alexander continued.

"Buy copper? Do you want to buy copper?" Prato asked in surprise, "Please forgive me for saying more words. At first, everyone thought that the price of copper was already very low, so they were ready to buy some and wait until the price rose and make a profit. But a few months have passed, and no one knows why the price of copper has been falling. This is a loss-making transaction."

"This is a bit beyond my expectations. You would advise me not to do this business. Don't you know that if I listened to you, you might have no chance in this job?"

Prato just waved his head indifferently when he asked Alexander.

"Sir, I don't know why you want to buy copper, but I know you are different from those on the exchanges, so I'm not stupid enough to tell you that this is a good deal for this job, and that will only make me feel bad about myself. As for how you decide, I don't care."

Alexander looked at the man in front of him interestingly. He couldn't help but admit that this man was a very qualified speculator. His previous failure on the exchange was just because like most people, he had no idea what was behind the seemingly completely unreasonable copper market.

And Alexander was one of the few who knew the truth.

Or, he is the only person who knows the truth except the Fuger family.

The Fugers' family's ambitions were the long-standing ambitions to acquire Hungarian copper mines and then monopolize the copper market in the entire Europe.

In order to realize this seemingly too bold idea, the Fugers did not hesitate to do anything between the imperial emperor Maximian and the Bohemia King Vladislas II, who is now the king of Hungary. They sent the most eloquent people in the family to travel in Vienna and Prague with a large amount of money. The ultimate goal was to obtain the right to mine Hungarian copper mines.

However, as Alexander said, with the wealth of the Hungarian mining area, even with the financial resources of the Fugers, the entire region could not be monopolized. In this case, the Fugers could only join forces with four other families and chambers of commerce, and jointly offer the emperor and the Bohemian king a price that could make anyone tempted.

The price of Florin at one time of 20,000 gold and the annual rent tax of no less than 150,000 yuan was enough to make the kings moved. The money was even included in the treasury of the two palaces when the copper mine was not visible. Such generous efforts finally impressed Emperor Maximian, who was worried about money, and at the same time made Vladislas II, who was increasingly weakened in the rule of Hungary.

With a contract, the copper alliance formed by Fogel and his partners finally obtained the right to mine Hungarian copper mines, and their next goal was to completely monopolize the copper price market in the entire Europe.

But at this moment, a group of mysterious sellers suddenly appeared on the market. These people seemed to be working against the Hungarian Copper Alliance. They didn't care about the low-priced selling price, from the raw ore that was obviously just mined to the burned copperware. These people swept the market with their own goods at low prices that the Copper Alliance could not bear.

In order to fight against this unexpected enemy, the Copper Alliance had to lower the price that was originally too high to recover the cost of purchasing mining rights as soon as possible. At the same time, they increased their mining work, hoping to rely on the power of the alliance to completely defeat the mysterious opponent.

As the largest share of the Copper Alliance, the Fugers family was able to allocate the most ores. Like other members of the Alliance, they had to lower prices and put them into the market, hoping to defeat that strange enemy.

But for some reason, no matter how much the Copper Industry Alliance invests, the other party can always use a large number of lower-priced copperware and raw ore that seem to be inexhaustible. The copper price market in the entire Europe also seems to be turbulent and unpredictable because of this bloodless battle.

"What I want you to do is to buy copper. The lower the price, the better," Alexander looked at Prato, whose face was unchanged. "Don't worry about not being able to sell it because there are too many goods in your hand. I just need to buy the maximum amount you can buy."

"It costs a lot of money," Prato asked tentatively. "Are you going to let me do this?"

Looking at Prato's face that seemed a little distorted because of nervousness or excitement, Alexander nodded.
To be continued...