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- "What kind of cargo are these English and Portuguese guys bringing?"
Zhao Hongyu found Zhang Tie and asked.
He saw a lot of wooden boxes being unloaded from the other party's ship at the dock, and he was a little curious about this.
"It's not a fancy thing, it's just some iron cutlery, and some armor." Zhang Tie curled his lips and said to Zhao Hongyu, "There are also some slaves, all captured from the West African coastline."
As soon as Zhang Tie finished speaking, Zhao Hongyu saw some naked old black men strung together from the British ship in the cool autumn wind and driven off like animals.
¡°These old black men are all in good physical condition. They all look big and round, and it¡¯s obvious that they are capable of working.
Those British guys kept scolding them, not treating them as flesh and blood people at all, but as moving silver coins.
On the side of the pier, there was a small wooden platform, and all the old black men were driven there.
Zhao Hongyu knew that it was a place where slaves were traded.
¡°There¡¯s a big gap here in Manhattan when it comes to slaves.
Although he can buy genetic people, those genetic people are not slaves.
And on the opposite side of Manhattan Island, with the development of land, some genetic people with unique personalities have their own land.
Even the Mohicans gave them land. This was Zhao Hongyu's way of winning over them.
But they had land, but they didn¡¯t have enough manpower, so slaves became the best choice.
Think about it, a genetic person owns at least dozens of acres of land, and he cannot plant it all by himself.
??The Mohicans also encountered such a situation.
So, when the British saw this situation, they immediately saw business opportunities.
"Isn't Lamure disgusted by this?" The first thing Zhao Hongyu thought of was Lamour's reaction. After all, Lamour is also a black man. He needs to consider Lamour's feelings, after all, there can be no problems in this regard.
Zhang Tie shook his head: "Lamour has been here in the morning, but he has no objection to the British approach." Hearing this, Zhao Hongyu was a little surprised. How could Lamour, an old black man, watch his compatriots suffer?
Zhao Hongyu felt that he was a little confused.
"Your Majesty, these people are from a West African tribe. And I heard from Lamour that in the future, this tribe will migrate to East Africa and have conflicts with his tribe and cause hatred, so there is no need for him to have a good impression of his enemy's tribe. And help them.¡±
When Zhang Tie said this, Zhao Hongyu understood the reason.
The tribal conflicts on the African continent have also continued in this era.
¡°And these old black men will still be the ancestors of Lamour¡¯s tribe¡¯s enemies in the future.
No wonder Lamour doesn¡¯t care about these gangsters.
But that¡¯s okay, so you don¡¯t have to worry about a bad reaction from Lamour.
"The British armor is good, and we need it very much now. Although the regular troops have flintlock rifles and there is not much demand for armor, it is good to distribute these armors to Mohican warriors to improve their defense.", Zhao Hongyu He took back his thoughts and said to Zhang Tie.
"You are right. Although the armor is useless to us, it can be given to the Mohicans in batches. It can also be distributed to other Indians in the future. After all, we still need them." For Zhao Hongyu's kind Zhang Tie fully agreed with the distribution.
"We also need iron tableware. The price is not expensive anyway, so I bought them all." Zhang Tie said naggingly to Zhao Hongyu.
"You can take care of these things yourself. In short, as long as we can make money. Give them as much food as they need. We have no shortage of this stuff, but you can't give them too much porcelain. We have to give them little by little to make a lot of money." , Zhao Hongyu reminded Zhang Tie.
Zhang Tie nodded and said, "Don't worry, Your Majesty, I know how to trick these bastards."
Afterwards, Zhao Hongyu and Zhang Tie looked at each other, and the two of them laughed mischievously.
Emma looked at the slaves on the stage, full of curiosity. But she didn't show any pity, because slaves also existed on the American continent.
??Wars often occur among Indian tribes, and warriors from the losing side are often captured as slaves and work as coolies for the winning side.
¡°My family has a lot of land, but we don¡¯t have the manpower to cultivate it. Maybe I can buy some slaves for my father.¡±, Xiao AiAfter watching for a while, he turned to Zhao Hongyu and said.
"Oh, if that's the case, let's go over and have a look."
Zhao Hongyu now thinks about it. Now that he has come to this era, sometimes he must adapt to the laws of this era.
Although slave trading is an extremely evil thing in Zhao Hongyu's view, what can he do?
¡°Anyway, he won¡¯t be stupid enough to destroy this system, and he has no way to destroy it.
¡°Besides, he also lacks this kind of labor force that does not require salary, doesn¡¯t he?
He is not a Lei Fengxia. When he came to this era, he had to complain about this evil slave trade and become a great man with great honor and integrity.
He is not so great and righteous.
As Zhao Hongyu, he can only stick to his own bottom line, such as not attacking underage Emma.
After all, this is irrelevant and has no impact on his development.
But slaves are different.
He has no way to turn genetic people into slaves to exploit, because this will cause the genes to rebound and overthrow him.
Only a mentally retarded person would do this.
Therefore, Zhao Hongyu would not stop this kind of slave trade, which even Lamour approved.
The very least, give him Zhao Hongyu and his genetic people as slaves, and they will also feed and clothe Lao Hei. Compared to being a slave to European guys, those days were like days and days.
Of course, feeding and clothing the old black men is also to enable them to work better. After all, if the slaves bought back die, it will be a huge loss.
¡°Perhaps, those genetic people with excellent personalities cultivated by Zhao Hongyu will become batches of farmers.
With such random thoughts, Zhao Hongyu and Emma walked to the slave trading booth.
The Indians, genetic people and British around him all know who he is.
So, everyone made way for him.
The British who brought the slaves to the booth became even more excited after seeing Zhao Hongyu and his party.
He shouted even harder because he also hoped that Zhao Hongyu, a big customer, could patronize him. It would be best to buy all the slaves at once.
The slave trader was a somewhat fat middle-aged man. He kept opening the lips of the black slaves to show their teeth clearly to the people below.
I have to say, this is really like selling livestock.
He also continued to slap the black slaves on the chest, and asked the black slaves to stand up straight, or raise their arms to show their muscles.
The price of these strong and young black slaves is uncertain because the buyers below need to bid.
Today, there is a huge demand for slaves in Manhattan and Manehattan Island, and everyone needs to buy slaves to go back to. Therefore, these slaves need to be bought by the highest bidder.
Zhao Hongyu also agrees with the practices of slave traders. After all, it is normal for goods to maximize profits.
"Don't be anxious, let's take a look and wait. Although men are very strong, they are not very safe. If possible, I would like to buy some female slaves for my father-in-law and mother-in-law."
Zhao Hongyu stopped Emma who wanted to bid and whispered a few words to her.
After thinking about it, Emma felt that male slaves were indeed difficult to manage, and they were too powerful and unsafe. My father works here in Manhattan, and my mother is the only one at home on Manhattan Island.
So, she agreed to Zhao Hongyu¡¯s proposal.
¡°I need to buy more, my family has too much land.¡± Emma looked at Zhao Hongyu pitifully and said.
¡°Little guy, he even learned this trick.
Zhao Hongyu was struck by Emma's big, flickering eyes, and thought to himself with a wry smile.
"Okay, okay, let's buy more."
Zhao Hongyu agreed to Emma¡¯s request.
The British businessman selling slaves on this stage came to Manhattan for the first time. He also heard about the exquisite porcelain for sale here in Virginia, so he had the courage to try his luck.
But when he arrived in Manhattan, he immediately discovered that it was a treasure.
??? ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? A sound and low tax policy, reassuring public security and guards, and a huge market with a large population.
Haha, this is a God-given place!
He also saw the porcelain samples sold by the Umbrella Company. The exquisite porcelain captured his heart in the first place and made him see it.Countless golden coins.
¡°If this thing were sold to the Mediterranean area, its value would at least double.
Unfortunately, the price of porcelain is very high, and the money in his hand is not enough, so he urgently needs to sell the slaves and his own goods, so that he can take the porcelain to sell in the Mediterranean area.
There are many rich people in the Mediterranean area. Persian merchants, Egyptian slave owners, and wealthy chiefs will definitely be crazy for these exquisite porcelains.
Originally, this guy thought he would encounter some difficulties in selling the slaves, but he had no idea that the slaves he sold were very popular.
In just a quarter of an hour, all the male slaves were sold out. And he looked at the people below who were obviously not satisfied, whispering to each other about the small number of slaves he sold.
Although I don¡¯t understand the language of the black-haired and dark-eyed people below, this does not prevent me from being able to discern some clues from their faces.
As a successful businessman, the skill of observing words and emotions is also indispensable.
But what made him a little dissatisfied was that the 'big noble' who was watching the slave sale nearby didn't seem to take action. Could it be that he was dissatisfied with his slaves?
British businessman Vladimir began to guess in his mind.
Hey, no matter how many things there are, the most important thing is to quickly sell the slaves and those armors of your own, buy porcelain and return.
The steward behind him came over, whispered a few words in his ear, and then took out a few silver coins and handed them to him.
Haha, these silver coins are so pure!
An even more unexpected surprise occurred when his housekeeper discovered that the silver coins paid by people here when buying slaves were actually very pure. It is better than the silver coins circulating in the Mediterranean area, and it is more exquisite.
According to the steward¡¯s inspection, two of these silver coins can be exchanged for three or four silver coins circulating in the Mediterranean.
"When he sold slaves, the other party paid for the goods at Mediterranean prices.
With this coming and going, the profits he earned became even greater.
Zhao Hongyu and the others had not yet reacted to this, and when they reacted and adopted the currency exchange rate, the merchants who first did business with them all made a huge profit.
And this British maritime merchant named Vladimir is one of them.
"Master, we still have more than a hundred female slaves left. But judging from the reaction of the people below, they are not very interested in female slaves." After his butler reported the important things, he whispered to him made my own observations.
"To be honest, I don't like the women of these black guys, so it's not surprising that these people don't like them. But I still want to try to buy a good price. Next time, let's get more male slaves. There is a great need for slaves here."
After this trial, Vladimir saw the strong demand for slaves here.
Businessmen must be sensitive to making money, and Vladimir is such a sensitive person.
¡°Well, even when I close my eyes, I can smell the smell of silver coins flowing here.
"Now, I will sell several female slaves, please bid enthusiastically."
Vladimir cleared his throat and shouted loudly.
Unfortunately, what disappointed him was that when the people below heard that he was a female slave, many of them walked away. It was obvious that they had little interest in female* slaves.
But Vladimir was not decadent. A slave was pushed up by one of Frankimi's guards.
This is a very young black girl, she looks about seventeen or eighteen years old, with thick short hair. The body is not bad either, it should be curved or convex.
But because there was no cover on her body, she was shivering in the late autumn wind.
"Go and talk to this slave trader. I have bought all the remaining female slaves he has. I just want my mother-in-law to manage it on Manhattan Island and reclaim the land next year."
Zhao Hongyu gave Wang Shan instructions in a low voice.
Wang Shan nodded knowingly, walked straight to the stage, and then communicated with Vladimir in English.
When Wang Shan reported that Zhao Hongyu was the heir to the ¡®empire¡¯, which was what Europeans considered a prince, Vladimir¡¯s eyes flashed.
This is an absolute noble!
Wang Shan was just cheating anyway, and told Vladimir that Manhattan City and the entire Manhattan area were His Majesty¡¯s territory. His Majesty owned a large amount of land, and so did his men.
They need a lot of slaves!
?For Vladimir, this is no less than God sending him the gospel. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to subscribe and reward (this site). Your support is my biggest motivation.) - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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