Amshel held down his brother's hand reaching for the teapot and stared at him, "Once the war in England doesn't go well—just like a few years ago—the banknotes the British pay us will be as worthless as fallen leaves everywhere, and the family will go bankrupt because of it!"
Salomon picked up the teapot with his other hand, filled the cup with water, and then handed the brewed tea to his brother, "My dear brother, you must have faith in the British.
"They have vast colonies in India and North America, controlling most of the maritime trade, so even if they fail once or twice, they can quickly regain strength.
"Trust me, the outcome of the war will surely be a British victory.
"Even if their army finds it hard to defeat the French, they can exhaust the opponent through attrition warfare."
Amshel took the teacup but still shook his head, "I'm afraid you are overly optimistic. The British are quite passive at the moment..."
