The population has a very practical place, the need for farming, mining, yard sweeping and even the opening of a brothel, all of which require a large population.

If it was a Han Chinese, Zhu Houzhao would probably not agree. But there is no reason to refuse with the Japanese slave Zhu Houzhao, and the waste is used to the extreme so that it will not be scolded for being a violent thing.

Human trafficking was a big deal, although the European slave trade was widely criticized hundreds of years later. But at this time, Zhu Houzhao didn't need to think about this problem, because there would be no knots.

Since the pre-Qin period, the Japanese have been the domestic slaves of the kings of the Chinese country for hundreds of years, so the word Japanese slaves have been handed down. What is being done now is just the Chinese reinventing themselves of the Japanese and restoring them to their original form.

Two mountain kings who sat on the ground and shared the spoils appeared under the dim light, but this lamp was the one hanging in the sky countless kilometers away from the earth, which showed that God agreed to this matter.

It is a big business to be a slave, and it is impossible for Zhu Houzhao to give it to this lean businessman surnamed Liu.

"General, Xiaomin really wants to do this business." Shopkeeper Liu's face was sincere: "Seeing so many Japanese slaves die under the knives of the soldiers every day, the little people are distressed." It's all white silver, and it's become fertilizer that dogs don't eat, isn't it not going to live? ”

Zhu Houzhao's face was flushed by the words of the shopkeeper Liu, and it was a shame that the dignified son of heaven would not be able to live. Logically speaking, merchants and emperors have something in common, and there is essentially no difference between not selling a good for the best price and extorting a thing to the last trace of value.

"Divide it into four or six!" Zhu Houzhao, who was embarrassed and angry, stretched out four fingers viciously.

Shopkeeper Liu smiled and said: "General, your benefits will naturally be generously offered to Xiaomin, but the price is so outrageous, why don't you let Xiaomin cross the ocean to keep the capital and earn a little money to support his family?" ”

Zhu Houzhao was annoyed, selling Japanese slaves is simply a business without capital, at most you can bring some people to arrest the slave state, and the fuck is crying poor with me here?

Besides, Lao Tzu represents the imperial court, and what other benefits do you need? The sixty percent of the silver is also going to go into the treasury, and if there are benefits, they are also the benefits of the people of the whole country.

As a shrewd businessman, how could Shopkeeper Liu not guess the meaning of Zhu Houzhao's expression at this time, and hurriedly explained: "The general doesn't know, where is our business filed in the government, and the business tax is more than 30% higher than others.

Xiaomin's caravan also has to bear the risk of crossing the ocean, and it also needs to hire some strong masters, otherwise Xiaomin's body is lucky, not to be eaten by those Japanese slaves! ”

Zhu Houzhao thought about it for a while and felt that this was indeed the case, so after thinking about it for a while, he stretched out four more fingers.

Shopkeeper Liu's face immediately fell, and he shouted: "General Mingjian, these four or six small people really can't bear it!" ”

Zhu Houzhao put on the face of a profiteer, profoundly showing the essence of businessman: "Just now you were four and I were six, and now I am four and you are six, what are you not satisfied with?" ”

Shopkeeper Liu was stunned for a moment, he really didn't expect that a wealthy and dignified general would have such a black-hearted businessman quality.

Zhu Houzhao hit the railway while it was hot: "Although this business is easy to do, you still have to gather a large number of masters to have the strength to complete it." A lot of time has been wasted, and you may not have the chance to see the Japanese slaves again the next time you come here.

General Ben was merciful on this matter, and could lend you five hundred sergeants, so that your business could be done now. ”

Shopkeeper Liu didn't react, but in a short period of time, his eyes lit up, and he shouted again and again: "Thank you general, thank you general, the small one will be thanked to the general!" ”

Zhu Houzhao waved his hand and said, "That's not necessary." ”

Shopkeeper Liu thanked him again and again, and almost knelt down and broke his head.

"However, these horses are not for you to use for nothing." Zhu Houzhao's tone changed and said, "You have to pay the salary." ”

Shopkeeper Liu's heart was like riding a roller coaster, and it went to the peak again in an instant, almost stopped, and said, "General, you don't plan to give Xiaomin a way to live, do you?" ”

"In our Ming Dynasty, you can buy a chicken for about ten yuan, so an adult male slave is twenty yuan, a female Japanese slave is thirty yuan, and ten yuan has development potential."

The price is really not excessive, and how much money the five hundred sergeants can get depends entirely on their performance, so Shopkeeper Liu easily agreed.

The next few days were the peak days when two hundred horsemen and three hundred soldiers of the Shenji Battalion hunted around, and Zhu Houzhao was happy to see it, which was better than each person's head being exchanged for half a tael of silver in the Ming Dynasty.

On July 15, the latest wave of official supplies from the Ming Dynasty arrived at the shore. All the heavy weapons loaded on it are militaristic heavy weapons, and they cannot be pretended to be the hands of merchants.

The head of the ox and the head of the pig among the flagships of the zodiac were personally escorted, which was beyond Zhu Houzhao's expectations.

Apparently, the ship was not loaded with unusual munitions.

When the things on the ship were transported off the ship, Zhu Houzhao almost couldn't close his mouth in surprise. Coming down from the boat were a few kings, yes, serious kings.

The boxy appearance has opened sixteen holes, and the black protrusions are all concentrator or more than six concentrators.

What a big killer. Zhu Houzhao immediately conducted a round of demonstrations after seeing this thing. To be honest, he really couldn't think of what drove such a huge thing.

After holding the letter sent by Tang Fei in his hand, he was relieved. Tang Fei, this kid, has at least thirty percent of his inheritance, as long as the idea is given to him, there is an eighty percent chance that he can replace this kind of thing with other methods.

Wang Ba is all wooden, except for a layer of iron sheet half an inch thick in the key places on the periphery. It's quite big, the size of half a house, and it would have to be 2,000 a month smaller than 2,000 a month in Beijing in 2016.

The interior is all driven by manpower, and there is no steam engine that Zhu Houzhao hoped. This made Zhu Houzhao very regretful. But when he went inside, he saw the intricacies and the whimsical drive. Zhu Houzhao completely wanted to kneel down in front of Tang Fei and repent deeply.

Although all the carriage structures are made of light wood, there are about three or four hundred catties in other aggravated places. Not to mention the precision gears made of fine iron and the control lever that controls the direction, the total number of zeros is thousands of catties.

What exactly does this thing rely on to fully drive it? (To be continued.) )

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