Chapter 38: The Slave Market (Ask for Collection)
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If a magic is to be practiced successfully, the process can definitely be said to be boring. The magician uses spiritual power to constantly deploy elemental particles, arranging specific formations, and the distance and direction between particles have a certain saying.
Take the magic of the Wind Blade as an example, the magic particles that need to be used are at least 1,000. And these thousand particles, each of which requires a certain distance, is called particle spacing.
The distance between these particles is far away, and after the core power of the particles is detonated, it cannot affect other particles, and the wind blade cannot be released. However, if the particle spacing is short, after the particles are detonated, the power of this magic array will be tilted, making the magic direction uncontrollable.
In addition to the fact that the direction of the magic cannot be controlled, it may appear, and it is clear that it wants to release the wind blade, but it becomes the possible surname of the 'wind hoe'. It's like a blacksmith who wants to hit a knife, but instead of a knife, he gets a hoe.
This is the trouble and tediousness of learning magic, this place, there are no shortcuts, only continuous training, to the point where practice makes perfect. The higher the level of magic, the more particles need to be arranged, and the more tedious the process becomes. If you want to increase the power of magic, you need to multiply the control of elemental particles. For example, the basic particles of the Wind Blade need 1,000 grains, and if you want to increase the power of the Wind Blade, the number of particles must be at least 2,000.
As a result, the control of elemental particles is much more onerous.
As for Wu Huang, he didn't realize the tediousness and importance of this process at all, nor did he encounter the phenomenon that magic could not be condensed, and he had been boring to learn to arrange elemental particles. He only thought that he would be a genius if he could do magic instantly, but he didn't expect that the speed at which he learned magic was even more amazing!
An hour later, four more cars arrived at the tea factory, one of them was transporting Sprite, and the other three were all rice. Thirty tons of rice may not seem like much, but when it is really transported, you will find out how high thirty tons of rice can be stacked.
A bag of 50 kilograms of rice, 100 bags is only 5 tons, 30 tons, that's 600 bags!
In fact, the 30 tons of rice were made up by a wholesaler in the next city.
The four drivers and several porters saw that the door of Wu Huang's office was wide open, and he was sleeping on his stomach inside, but they did not disturb, but after unloading his things from the car, they woke him up and asked him to pay the balance.
500 boxes of Sprite is 16,500 yuan, and in addition to the previous deposit of 1,500 yuan, 15,000 yuan must be supplemented. Now Wu Huang has 100,000 cash on his body in addition to the 200,000 in the bank, of which 100,000 is the remaining 500,000 yuan of the village brother minus Ms. Qian's 400,000.
Thirty tons of rice are 3,800 pieces per ton, and 30 tons are 114,000 pieces. However, the rice merchant boss did not ask Wu Huang to give the money back to the drivers and porters, but asked him to go to the bank to make the money himself. After all, the amount is too large, and the rice merchant boss is not at ease. When Wu Huang went to the bank with Ms. Qian before, he sent the money for the rice.
This batch of goods directly cost Wu Huang more than 130,000 yuan, and now he only has about 300,000 yuan.
Therefore, whenever he thinks that Brother Village sent him 500,000 yuan, he can't help but be happy. If he didn't have the 500,000 yuan, as soon as this tea factory bought it, plus the purchase of this batch of materials, he would have to owe money. It's just that with this batch of materials, he can quickly get the money back and make a lot of money.
This is also the reason why he dares to spend so much, if he does not have confidence, he will not dare to mess around.
In the evening, when all the thirty tons of rice were in place, Wu Huang closed the door of the tea factory, went to the micro realm, came to the side courtyard of his house, opened the bags of rice one by one in the stone bead space, and then poured them into the prepared chamber, pouring a total of five tons. Five tons in the micro realm is 100,000 microcatties.
After filling a few wings, Wu Huang put the wine cart placed in the courtyard into the stone bead space, and then opened the bottle of Sprite and poured it into the wine cart. A total of ten carts, 10,000 microcatties, 500 boxes of Sprite, and 42 boxes were taken at once.
After doing this, it was already ** o'clock in the night. **Qinglan City at one o'clock is not as dark as Chuyuan Town, but it is still brightly lit, and there are many Fengyue places, and this is the time when business is getting hotter.
Wu Huang found Lu Lifu, who had not rested, and said to him: "You go to the Wanbao Chamber of Commerce now, find someone to talk to Wan Jiangqi, and say that I have brought some supplies here, if you want, send someone to pick them up tomorrow morning." ”
Lu Lifu answered, turned and went out. Now he has understood that what their young master is doing is a big deal, and it is a big deal with a difference.
And Wu Huang, who watched Lu Qianfu leave, thought that it was time to buy some slaves and come back, otherwise there would be three or four people living in such a big house, and he was indeed a little lonely. However, this time, he couldn't use all the money sold by Rice and Sprite to pay off his debts, and he had to cut off half of it, not just because he had to buy slaves, but because he needed a batch of pills to trade with Bai Yansu.
After thinking about it for a while, Wu Huang came to the bamboo pavilion in the center of Hetang in the backyard, originally he wanted to use the little frog in the lotus leaf to train his wind blade, because the frog in the lotus pond is full of sound, listen to the sound to identify the position, and train the wind blade, which can effectively improve the accuracy of magic. Like in the academy, those magicians bombarded the anti-magic stones all day long, and Wu Huang was very unimpressed. Because the anti-magic stone is dead and the person is alive, no matter how much bombardment there is, the effect will not be very significant.
Just like shooting in the police force, no matter how accurate the shooting accuracy is, if you can't shoot the moving rake, it's useless. Bandits aren't going to stand there stupidly waiting for you to shoot!
Therefore, Wu Huang wanted to improve his magic accuracy and reaction ability in this way. However, after shooting a few wind blades, Wu Huang regretted it a little, because he found that the flowers in the lotus pond were shot by him, which was really a bad scenery.
So, he turned his attention to the mosquitoes that were 'buzzing' beside him. But apparently, it was not easy to shoot mosquitoes, and he never succeeded until he made himself dizzy. So I can only curse secretly and continue tomorrow.
The next morning, Wan Jiangqi really came, and when he heard that Wu Huang had another material arrived, Wan Jiangqi was extremely excited. Although he hadn't found out that any caravans they weren't familiar with had entered Qinglan City in the past two days, he still came. When he saw another 100,000 micro-catties of rice and 10,000 micro-catties of Sprite, Wan Jiangqi's heart was full of excitement, and he was a little like Ang that day, and he had a little awe of Wu Huang.
Because, there is only one possibility, Wu Huang's body has the existence of space magic props. And the person who has the space magic props is definitely not an ordinary ordinary person. Wu Huang's background, in Wan Jiangqi's eyes, instantly became mysterious.
Therefore, when Wu Huang proposed that half of the money needed to be cut off and exchanged for a batch of pills, Wan Jiangqi agreed without hesitation.
100,000 microcatties of rice is 10,000 gold coins, 10,000 microcatties of Sprite is 1,000 gold coins, and half of it is 5,500 gold coins. Five thousand five hundred gold coins, Wu Huang exchanged four thousand gold coins for thirty Nine Flowers Jianmai Pill and one Baicao Continuation Tendon Pill, and the remaining five hundred yuan, and his own remaining more than three thousand gold coins, he was going to go to the slave market to have a look and buy a few healthy servants to come back.
After lunch, Wu Huang went to the slave market with Lu Lifu.
The slave market in Qinglan City has a large building area, and the style of the building is a bit like the architecture of ancient Rome, and there is a large Colosseum in the center, which can accommodate 10,000 people. Lu Lifu explained to Wu Huang on the side: "When there are no colosseum fighting activities in normal times, this huge Colosseum is a place for slave auctions, and there is almost no time when work stops on it. Young master, please look at the man with handcuffs and leg irons above, such slaves are generally powerful slaves, and their prices are quite high, and they can be used as guards......"
After Lu Lifu's introduction, Wu Huang somewhat understood some of the rules of the slave market. Here, the higher the strength of the slave, the higher the price. As for female slaves, the more beautiful they are, the higher the price, and of course, if there is a beautiful and powerful female slave, it is basically sky-high.
The price of a slave with the strength of a swordsman is basically more than 1,000 gold coins, like the slave that Lu Lifu referred to just now, and its price has been raised to more than 10,000 gold coins. And this slave, his strength is an intermediate swordsman, compared to Lu Lifu, a high-level swordsman, although it is only two grades higher, but the overall combat effectiveness is definitely more than ten times higher. However, such a powerful slave couldn't even compare to a high-grade elixir. This made Wu Huang inadvertently think that in this world, the life of the poor is sometimes not as good as a rich man's dog.
For such a guard, Wu Huang just took a look, although he was interested, but at present, he did not have the strength to buy it.
"By the way, such a powerful slave, if you buy it back, aren't you afraid that they will rebel?" Wu Huang asked a little incomprehensibly.
No matter what kind of world it is, who would voluntarily become a slave? Unless you really owe a lot of favors and can't pay it back, you can't repay it, you can only commit yourself to being a slave and a servant, this is more reasonable, after all, this kind of thing is not nothing.
However, some slaves were not voluntary, and their strength was not weak, so were people not afraid to 'lure wolves into the house'?
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