Chapter 140 Oh, It's Really God's Gospel (Three Watches, I Hold On)

"What kind of cargo are these British and Portuguese transporting?"

Zhao Hongyu found Zhang Tie and asked.

He was a little curious when he saw that there were a lot of wooden crates on the dock that had been unloaded from the other party's boat.

"It's not a nice thing, just some iron cutlery, and some armor." , Zhang Tie pursed his lips and said to Zhao Hongyu, "There are also some slaves, all of whom were captured from the coastline of West Africa. ”

As soon as Zhang Tie's words fell, Zhao Hongyu saw some bare-bottomed old blacks, strung together from the British ship in the cool autumn wind, and driven down like livestock.

These old blacks have good physical fitness, and they all seem to be able to work at a glance with big shoulders and round waists.

The British kept scolding them, not at all as flesh and blood, but as active silver coins.

On the side of the dock, there was a small wooden platform, and the old blacks were driven there.

Zhao Hongyu knew that it was a place for the slave trade.

For slaves, there was a big gap here in Manhattan.

He can buy genetic people, but those genetic people are not slaves.

And on the opposite island of Manhattan, with the development of the land, some people with dúlì personality genes have their own land.

Even the Mohicans gave them land, which was Zhao Hongyu's means to win them over.

But the land was available, but they didn't have enough manpower, so slaves became the best option.

Think about it, a genetic person owns at least dozens of acres of land, and he can't plant it alone.

And the Mohicans have also encountered such a situation.

So, the British saw this situation and immediately saw a business opportunity.

"Isn't Lamour disgusted by that?" , Zhao Hongyu's first thought was Ramour's reaction, after all, Lamour is also an old black. He needs to take into account Lamule's feelings, after all, there can be no problem in this regard.

Zhang Tie shook his head: "Lamour has been here in the morning, but he has nothing to object to the British approach. Hearing this, Zhao Hongyu was a little strange, how could he also watch his compatriots suffer as an old black Lamur?

Zhao Hongyu felt that he couldn't figure it out.

"Your Majesty, these people are from West African tribes. And he heard that in the future, this tribe will migrate to East Africa, and there will be conflicts and hatred with his tribe, so there is no need for him to have a good impression of the enemy's tribe and help them. ”

As soon as Zhang Tie said this, Zhao Hongyu understood the reason.

The tribal conflict on the African continent has also continued in this era.

And these old blacks will still be the ancestors of the enemies of their tribe in the future.

No wonder Lamour doesn't care about these old blacks.

But that's fine, so you don't have to worry about a bad reaction from Lamour's side.

"The Brit have good armor, and we need it now. Although the regular troops had flintlock muskets and were not in great demand for armor, it was good to assign this armor to the Mohican warriors to give them a little more defense. Zhao Hongyu retracted his thoughts and said to Zhang Tie.

"You're right, although the armor is useless to us, it can be given to the Mohicans in batches. It can be assigned to other Indians in the future, after all, we still need them. Zhang Tie completely agrees with Zhao Hongyu's distribution.

"We also need iron cutlery, and the price is not expensive anyway, so I will buy them all." , Zhang Tie said to Zhao Hongyu in a chattering voice.

"You can do these things yourself, in short, we can make money. We don't lack as much food as you want to give them, but you can't give them too much porcelain, and we can make a lot of money if we come a little bit. Zhao Hongyu reminded Zhang Tie.

Zhang Tie nodded and said, "Don't worry, Your Majesty, I know how to pit these ** silks." ”

Then, Zhao Hongyu and Zhang Tie glanced at each other, and the two of them laughed evilly.

Emma looked at the slaves on the stage, full of curiosity. However, she did not show any mercy to the gods, because slaves also existed on the American continent.

There would be frequent wars among the Indian tribes, and the defeated warriors would often be captured as slaves and used as coolies for the victors.

"My family has a lot of land, but I don't have the hands to cultivate it, maybe I can buy some slaves for my father." , Little Emma looked at it for a while, then turned her head to Zhao Hongyu and said.

"Oh, if that's the case, let's go over and have a look."

Zhao Hongyu also wants to open it now, since he has come to this era, sometimes he must adapt to the laws of this era.

Although the slave trade is a heinous existence in Zhao Hongyu's eyes, what can he do?

Anyway, he wouldn't be brain-dead to destroy this system, and he couldn't do it.

Besides, he also lacks this kind of labor that doesn't need to be paid now, doesn't he?

He is not a Lei Feng man, and when he comes to this era, he has to complain about this evil slave trade, and then be a great man who is magnificent.

He is not so great and righteous yet.

As Zhao Hongyu is concerned, he can only guard his little bit to the bottom line, such as not attacking the underage Emma.

After all, this is not a big deal, and it has no impact on his development.

But slaves are different.

He has no way to turn the genetics into slaves to exploit, because it will cause the genes to rebound and overthrow him.

Only the brain-dead would do that.

Therefore, Zhao Hongyu will not stop this kind of slave trade that even Lamur agrees to.

At 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 the Europeans, it was a heaven and a place.

Of course, feeding and cloning the old blacks is also to make them work better, after all, it is a great loss for the slaves who are bought back to die.

Perhaps, those people with dúlì personality genes cultivated by Zhao Hongyu will become batches of farmers.

With such cranky thoughts, Zhao Hongyu and Emma walked to the booth of the slave trade.

The Indians and genetics, as well as the British, all knew who he was.

So, everyone made way for him.

The British, who walked up to the booth with slaves, were even more excited when they saw Zhao Hongyu and his party.

He shouted even harder, because he also hoped that Zhao Hongyu, the big customer, could patronize him, and it was better to buy all the slaves at once.

The slave trader was a middle-aged man who was a little fat. He kept opening the lips of the black slaves, showing the teeth of the people below.

I have to say, it's really like selling livestock.

He also kept slapping the slaves' chests and making them stand up straight, or raise their arms to show off their muscles.

The prices of these sturdy young slaves fluctuated as the buyers below had to bid.

There is a great demand for slaves in Manhattan and Manehattan today, and everyone needs to buy slaves to go back. Therefore, these slaves needed the higher price.

Zhao Hongyu also agrees with the practice of slave traders, after all, it is normal for commodities to maximize profits.

"Don't worry, let's take a look and wait. Although the men are very strong, they are not very safe, and I would like to buy some female slaves for my father-in-law and mother-in-law if I can. ”

Zhao Hongyu stopped Emma, who wanted to bid, and whispered a few words to her.

After thinking about it, Emma felt that the slaves of the male xìng were indeed difficult to manage, and they were very insecure. My father worked here in Manhattan, and my mother was the only one at home on Manhattan Island.

So, she agreed to Zhao Hongyu's proposal.

"I want to buy more, I have too much land." , Emma looked at Zhao Hongyu pitifully and said.

The little guy actually learned this trick.

Zhao Hongyu was budded by Emma's flickering big eyes, and thought with a wry smile in his heart.

"Okay, okay, let's buy more."

Zhao Hongyu agreed to Emma's request.

The English merchant who peddled slaves on this stage was visiting Manhattan for the first time, and it was only in Virginia that he heard that there was beautiful porcelain for sale here, so he had the courage to try his luck.

But when he arrived in Manhattan, he immediately found that it was a complete treasure.

It has a well-established low tax policy, peace of mind and security, and a huge market with a large population.

Ha Luha, this is a godsend!

He also saw the porcelain samples sold by the umbrella company, and the beautiful porcelain captured his heart in the first time, and also allowed him to see countless golden coins.

If this thing were sold in the Mediterranean, it would be worth at least a few times as much.

Unfortunately, the price of porcelain was very high, and he did not have enough money, so he now urgently needed to sell his slaves and his goods so that he could sell them in the Mediterranean.

There are many wealthy people in the Mediterranean, Persian merchants and Egyptian slave owners, as well as those chieftains with a lot of money, who must be crazy about these beautiful porcelain.

Originally, this guy thought that he would encounter some difficulties in selling his slaves, but he had no idea that the slaves he sold were very popular.

In just a quarter of an hour, the male slaves were sold. And he looked at the people below who were obviously not satisfied, and turned their heads to him for selling too few slaves.

Although I don't understand the language of the black-haired and black-eyed people below, this doesn't prevent me from seeing some clues from the other party's face.

As a successful businessman, the skill of observing words and sè is also indispensable.

However, what made him a little dissatisfied was that the 'great noble' who was watching the slave sale nearby didn't seem to make a move, could it be that he was not satisfied with his slaves?

The British businessman Fladimi guessed in his mind.

Hey, no matter how much it is, the most important thing is to sell the slaves and their armor out of the country and buy porcelain back.

The butler behind him walked over and whispered a few words in his ear, then took out a few more silver coins and handed them to him.

Haluha, these silver coins are too pure!

Even more unexpected surprise occurred to him, his butler found that the silver coins paid by the people here when buying slaves were actually very pure. It is better than the silver coins circulating in the Mediterranean, and it is more jīng.

According to the steward's view, two silver coins can be exchanged for three or four silver coins in circulation in the Mediterranean.

And when he was selling slaves, the other party was paying for the goods at Mediterranean prices.

This comes and goes, and the profit he earns is even greater.

Zhao Hongyu and they have not yet reacted to this, and when they reacted and adopted the currency exchange rate, the businessmen who first traded with them made a lot of money.

And this British maritime merchant called Fladimiah was one of them.

"Sir, we still have more than a hundred female slaves left. But judging by the reactions of the people below, they are not very interested in female * slaves. After his butler had finished reporting on the important matters, he whispered his observations to him.

"Seriously, I don't like these black guys' women, so it's not surprising that these people can't look down on them. But I still want to try to buy a good price, next time we can get more male * slaves, there is a great need for slaves here. ”

After this temptation, Vladimi saw a strong demand for slaves in the region.

A businessman must be sensitive to making money, and he Vlakimi is such a sensitive person.

Well, even if I close my eyes, I can smell the smell of silver coins flowing here.

"Next, I will sell several female slaves, and I invite you to bid."

Vladimi cleared his throat and shouted loudly.

Unfortunately, what disappointed him was that when the people below heard that it was a female * slave, many people walked away. It is clear that they were not very interested in female slaves.

However, Vladimi was not decadent, and a slave* slave was pushed up by Frankimi's guards.

This is a very young black girl, about seventeen or eighteen years old, with thick short hair. The body is also not bad, the warped should be convex.

However, because there was no cover on her body, she shivered from the cold in the late autumn wind.

"Go talk to this slave trader, I bought the rest of his female * slaves. Just let my mother-in-law manage Manhattan Island and reclaim the land next year. ”

Zhao Hongyu whispered to Wang Shan.

Wang Shan nodded knowingly, walked straight to the stage, and then communicated with Vladimi in English.

When Wang Shan reported that Zhao Hongyu was the heir to the 'empire', that is, the prince that Europeans thought of as a prince, Vlakimi's eyes flashed.

This is an absolute nobleman!

Wang Shan fooled Fladimiah anyway, and told Vladimi that the city of Manhattan and the whole of Manhattan were the territory of His Majesty, and His Majesty owned a large amount of land, and so did his subordinates.

They need a lot of slaves!

This is no less than the gospel that God sent down to Vladimi. (To be continued.)