Chapter 1295: The Slave Market

- The Morganist fleet made contact with the ground, went through a series of customs clearances, and finally landed at a port dock on the planet.

Standing on the porthole of the spaceship's field of vision, this is indeed a beautiful planet of life, high-rise buildings, all kinds of civilized buildings are lined up, it is in this port wharf, there are constantly spaceships taking off and landing, it seems to be a busy and lively scene.

"Fuck, these Misodar vampires, they're insatiable!"

I only heard Garimu shouting in the command cabin again, which was his routine complaint every time he cleared the customs, and his heart ached for the high customs clearance tax paid.

As a well-known border trade star, this customs tax alone has contributed nearly fifty percent of the financial revenue of the entire Misoda Star.

Originally, this was supposed to be a big piece of fat and oily fat, but under the balance of the major forces, it has been saved unharmed.

Cursing the vampire-like Misoda, his eyes couldn't help but glance at the "Maran" who was standing in front of the porthole in the field of vision, and he couldn't help but start to think about the idea of "slave traders" again.

He is engaged in a small business of furs and medicinal herbs, these things are all specialties from their Morgan Star Field, they are very sought-after, and they don't worry about buying and selling, but every time they pass the customs, the tax makes him feel heartache.

The Misoda customs tax is charged according to the number of cargo ships, and each cargo ship collects taxes on one ship, but they never ask what is on board the ship.

Now he is more and more interested in the "slave trade". This is undoubtedly the most cost-effective trade for a small caravan like them. Most of the money-making trade businesses are monopolized by big conglomerates. It is difficult for small merchants like them to get their hands on it, and they do not have enough capital to do those big trading businesses.

However, this "slave trade" can be more flexible, there are big practices, small practices and small methods, if there is a suitable "slave supply", it is basically a profitable business.

Now in the eyes of Luo Limu, Jiang Ping, the "fat sheep", has become more and more strange to live in, and the "slave trade" in his heart is more and more fantastic. It landed on this Malan.

In his opinion, this Malan is undoubtedly a novel civilized race, and it is precisely because of the novelty that there is the effect of scarcity and preciousness, which can be sold at a good price in the slave market, and is a sought-after commodity.

Moreover, from the fact that the opponent's spacecraft still uses antique nuclear energy, it can also be seen that the opponent's civilization level is really backward. For such a backward civilized race, they can capture a considerable number of slaves at no cost, which is really a low risk. High-yielding no-capital trading.

This is the good calculation that Gullim secretly played.

After arriving at Misodaxing, Limu and the third Gollum took some people to contact the buyer and prepare to sell the goods in their hands. The second elder, Warikin, stayed with the rest of the men to guard the ship and unload the cargo. Transported to the warehouse at the dock.

Jiang Ping proposed to get off the boat and go to the dock to have a look, but Warikin did not stop him. But of course, I don't worry about such a "fat sheep" running around, what if the other party runs away, he also brought a few people to follow, the beautiful name is to accompany, tour guide, in fact, it is surveillance.

This is an ordinary port terminal in Misodaxing, and there are hundreds of such trading ports in the entire Misodaxing, which can be said to be a veritable trading port star.

Look around, only to see the whole wharf bustling, the crowd is endless, prosperous and lively, here you can really see a lot of different skin colors, different shapes of civilization creatures, different races of civilization creatures mixed together, each doing its own thing, not strange, only Jiang Ping is in it, looking left and right, as if entering the Grand View Garden, opened his eyes.

Among them, what caught his extra attention was the one-horned Eden man with a single horn on his head, here, he really saw a one-horned person, and there were quite a few of them, the one-horned person was very powerful in this star field, and naturally there were many adventurers, merchants came here to take risks and do trade.

Soon he found that the unicorns on the top of the heads of these unicorns were mostly gray, and there were also some bronze unicorns, and occasionally one or two, two or three black and iron unicorns passed by, and as for the silver and gold unicorns, so far, he had not seen them.

At this point, Jiang Ping guessed that this gray one-horned one-horned man should be the mainstream of the one-horned Eden, and should belong to the civilian class, and it can be seen from the aura of strength exuded from them that they are much weaker than the bronze soldiers.

However, even so, the power embodied by these gray one-horned unicorn people is not comparable to any ordinary human elite warrior.

"Hey, what's going on there, what's going on."

Jiang Ping noticed at this time that on a small square next to the wharf, a simple platform was built, on which stood all kinds of civilized creatures, and a lot of people gathered around the platform, pointing and talking there, which seemed to be very lively.

Warikin, who was accompanying him, followed his gaze, and when he saw the crowd in the small square, a strange look appeared on his face.

"It was a slave market." Warikin retracted his gaze, glanced meaningfully at the other party, and replied.

"Slave market?" Jiang Ping was a little surprised when he heard this, and said in surprise, "Those people are all slaves who are ready to be sold?" ”

Seeing the other party's surprised expression, Warijin looked rare and strange, and said, "Yes, they are slaves who have been sold." ”

Jiang Ping felt a little incredible, and asked again: "Who are they, and who has the right to sell them like slaves?" ”

"Most of these slaves are prisoners of war in the war, as well as displaced people of civilized races who have been displaced and lost their homes. ”

Jiang Ping was stunned when he heard this, and after a long time, he had to accept this fact, it seems that here, it is really a chaotic world.

He suddenly thought that he wondered if there were any scientific and technological research talents among these slaves traded, and if there were, they would buy them back, which would always be of great benefit to the development of scientific and technological civilization of the Great Migration Force.

Thinking of this, his heart moved with great interest.

However, even if there is such a high-tech research talent here, the value is only very high, and he does not have the financial resources to "acquire".

"yes, I don't know what currency is used for transactions here?" He asked again.

Warikin replied, "There are quite a few common currencies here, such as the currency of my Morgan, the currency of the Shining, and the currency of the unicorn, all of which can be circulated here, and in addition, precious metals such as gold and silver are also very common currencies in circulation. ”

When Jiang Ping heard this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, like this Morgan clan, the Shining Clan, and the currency of the unicorn, he naturally didn't have a trace of it, even precious metals such as gold and silver, in fact, they were useless in interstellar navigation, and he naturally didn't bring them with him.

Although on the Nebula, there are also some rare metals, but they are all strategic materials useful for interstellar navigation, for example, this time Emma wants to overhaul the Nebula, and some key components are repaired to use these rare metals, these rare metals must also be used as currency here, but Jiang Ping is not willing to exchange them.

"Of course, here, the most versatile and popular is still the power stone, which is the absolute hard currency." Warikin then introduced.

"Power Stone!" After Jiang Ping heard this, it was not surprising at all, as the main energy source here, the value of the energy stone was naturally undoubted, and it could naturally be used as a popular circulating currency.

Warijin thought that the other party's antique-like spaceship was still using nuclear energy, and couldn't help but feel a little disdainful, thinking that the other party didn't know what the power stone was, and specially explained.

Jiang Ping thought that on the Xiaoyun he brought, there were also some energy stones in reserve, but he was still a little reluctant to use these energy stones as a currency for trading. After learning that there was still a deal of power stones here, if it was possible, he wanted to buy some power stones and go back, but now this idea can only be a pipe dream, he is now penniless here, without any capital.

"Let's go, let's see!"

Jiang Ping said this, and walked straight towards the small square of the slave trade.

When Warijin saw this, he led the people to follow behind, but his face was strange, and he muttered to himself, this Malan is very interested in this slave trade?

When I came to the front, the whole small square was noisy, and there were many slaves on the platform waiting for the price to be sold, and from time to time there were people who liked to come to the stage, select slaves, bargain with the slave traders, and after negotiating the price, pay the money with one hand and hand over the others.

Jiang Ping especially noticed that among the slaves waiting to be sold in this slave market, there were still a few one-horned people, but they were all ordinary one-horned civilians with gray one-horns.

He watched for a while, still puzzled by how the value of these slaves was priced. There were all kinds of slaves on these platforms, all kinds of civilized races, some of whom he did not seem to have much strength, but sold them for a relatively high price, while some of those he seemed to be quite powerful could not be sold for a price, and even no one cared about them.

Probably the turnip greens have their own love, in the end he can only explain this, after looking at it for a while, he still found that in general, it is still the slaves of some technical talents that he pays special attention to are more popular, and the selling price is relatively high, it seems that talent is a resource wherever it is, and it is welcomed. (To be continued......)