Chapter 1122. Murder on the street
Needless to say, this Kang Shifu also knows that it is the industry under the command of the Damin Commercial Bank, in order to deal with this batch of prisoners of war, the bastard who dared to stab the knife in the back of the Da Min, even if Li Jie was busy dealing with the backlog of things, he did not let go, and used the power of the Fujian Commercial Bank, and was busy for a few days before he imitated the sale of the department store in later generations to set up this platform, don't look at the Tianzhu guy who just gave a speech on the stage, his appearance is not good, he is the senior manager of Damin. "Le "Text" Novel
And in order to deal with these burdens, Li Jie is about to push the price of big people to the price of cabbage, and he doesn't expect to make money at all, but relies on magical market leverage to deal with these burdens quickly.
Who knows that before he heard the price, looking at the strong men selected from the rebellious tribes of Arabia, a large group of slave traders dispersed without even looking at it, making Li Jie so depressed that he was about to vomit blood.
Compared with Arab prisoners of war, blacks sold from Africa, snake queens from Persia, and tall and strong slave men from the Caucasus are quite popular, and even a Greek beauty from the north caused a robbery, and finally fried hundreds of gold coins before being bought by a music building of the martial arts family on the third street of Jingshi.
There is a stark contrast between prosperity and coldness, looking at the Tianzhu guy who is hoarse on the opposite side of the teahouse, and the unruly Bedouin prisoners of war who are wearing shackles on their hands and feet, and then looking at the scene where demand exceeds demand elsewhere, Li Jie simply beckoned to the bottom in anger, and Zanpo immediately went downstairs.
After a while, a tall and thin merchant with triangular eyes, who looked treacherous like a monkey at first glance, was brought back by Zanpo, and just now this person was one of the merchants who gathered at the front and then left first.
Li Jie didn't reveal his identity, but looking at the strict guards, as well as Li Jie's luxurious and exquisite clothes, he also knew that he had met a terrible nobleman, and the sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked merchant was very respectful and bowed a hundred and eighty degrees and saluted: "I've seen a nobleman, the old Huizhou Huang Daoling, I don't know if the nobles are recruiting, what are you doing?"
"What do you do for a living?"
has long been accustomed to self-respect, Li Jie has no patience to be polite to these profiteers, and asked directly, but Huang Daoling, who asked, choked up.
Doing business here, the scope of business can be regarded as a trade secret, such as the sale of serfs, if the seller knew in advance, he would definitely raise the price of the slaves honestly and obediently, which is a big loss.
But after only hesitating for a moment, looking at Zanpo's fierce red face, and then at Li Jie's graceful bearing, Huang Daoling still honestly hugged his fists and replied: "Back to the nobles, old and talented, buy for the evil team of Fuzhou Arena."
Fuzhou, but far enough, the place where Li Jie started is almost a quarter of the world away from his current location, even if he came by boat all the way, Huang Daoling walked for more than half a year before arriving at Tai Xifeng, but listening to his words, Li Jie screamed in surprise.
"In that case, these Arabs are fierce and warlike, so cheap, why don't you buy them?"
The so-called evil team, is like the ancient Roman gladiator school of the same business organization, the gladiator competition in Damin is somewhat similar to the football game of later generations, the game is held regularly, and the more it is done, the more standardized it is, a total of more than ten teams named after the ancient demon god fierce, there are fixed fans, relying on tickets and gambling contracts to make profits.
However, this is not the time when Li Jie first started, on the one hand, it is time to rely on the gladiatorial arena to consume the flesh and blood of warriors such as Sheren, sultry, and slang, and the various ethnic groups in Lingnan have rarely appeared in the ranks of gladiators, on the other hand, although Fujian Law has now protected gladiators to a certain extent, gladiators who do not sign the life and death certificate witnessed by the government cannot be killed, Rao is so, gladiators are still a high-risk profession, and crippled and retired gladiators abound, As a result, these gladiator teams had to venture farther afield, discovering new gladiators to return to China to satisfy the growing appetites of wealthy merchants and commoners.
These Bedouins are good materials for gladiators, so the old profiteer in front of him is still not moved, and Li Jie is really puzzled.
Vaguely guessing Li Jie's identity, he glanced back at the deserted gate of Kang Shifu's slave shop, and the old profiteer had a bitter face and depressedly solved Li Jie's doubts.
"It's not that you're old and unmoved, it's that the cost of selling these Arabs is too high!"
"High? So what is a low price? Li Jie's nose was almost crooked when he heard this, everyone sold it to the price of cabbage, and it was almost given away in vain, this old profiteer still dislikes expensive, even if Li Jie relied on these profiteers to start his business, he couldn't wait to beat him at this time.
"Don't worry, noble, listen to the old man give you a detailed calculation!" hurriedly waved his hand, and Huang Daoling really came up with an abacus.
"Now the price of these Arabs is indeed low, but the gladiators needed in the arena have one more requirement before they can fight bravely, that is, obedience, other slaves are enough to train for a month, some too rough need three months, but the Arabs need at least a year to tame their wildness, even so, these people are troublesome, often run away, once assassinated twelve of our guards again, and the retired Arab gladiators who were released to freedom are also troublesome in the local area, and the fields are not changed, and they rob houses, The relationship between our team and the government is extremely unpleasant, and these are all costs. ”
Li Jie, who heard this, nodded helplessly, it is true.
The rise of Islam is by no means accidental, Muhammad ignited this tough and ferocious people in the desert with one person, in the eyes of the Arabs, he is the most noble race in the world, and the rest of the Persians, Greeks, Romans, and Tang people are inferior races, and it is not easy to tame the Arabs.
Otherwise, if they were given the seeds of the fields, how would these people rise up and rebel?
Seeing that Li Jie accepted the explanation, Huang Daoling breathed a sigh of relief, and his tone finally slowed down.
"And the nobleman, after buying these Arabs, it is still a problem to transport them back, Arabs are prevalent in blood, bandits are rampant on the official road, many mercenaries are Bedouins, and sometimes these Bedouin mercenaries can come to a nest to rebel. We need to hire a large number of Persian and Tianzhu mercenaries to guard them, and so many trading houses are not only engaged in slave business, but also go to Arabia to trade spices and coffee, if we buy Arab slaves, some tribes will not do business with us, and we will lose even more! ”
After the old profiteer finished speaking, Li Jie was completely depressed, he didn't want a gladiator school, and didn't he want a large number of slave traders who needed serfs, miners, and shop guys? The plan to deal with this group of Arabs through the market went bankrupt before it could be implemented, and it is strange that Li Jie is not depressed.
Xingyi Yan Shan waved his hand to send Huang Daoling away, and Li Jie was worried about a large number of slaves below, which was a big burden to the prisoner of war camp with more than 100,000 people!
Seeing that Li Jie didn't care about himself, Huang Daoling was also old and refined, so he wouldn't be bored with himself, so he turned around and went downstairs by himself.
No one noticed that on the crowded street, a kid wearing a black cloak and wrapping his whole face without revealing it had been staring at the teahouse, and when he saw Huang Daoling walking down the stairs, this kid also rushed up.
"Stop, who are you?"
The janitarian guard, dressed in the clothes of the common people and pretending to be a tea guest, felt that something was wrong for the first time, and immediately slapped the table and stood up, who knew that the black cloak did not stand still, but rushed forward two steps quickly.
Click~
A thick stream of blood spurted out, Huang Daoling unbelievably clutched the dagger on his chest, collapsed at the door, and with a successful blow, the black cloak ran away, and rushed into the crowd in three times and two times.
Alarmed, Li Jie also rushed downstairs in three steps and two steps, and went down to the unlucky profiteer under Zampu's careful follower.
Seeing that Huang Daoling vomited blood foam and breathed more and less air, Li Jie's face was ugly like a pig's liver, and under his nose, a citizen of Damin was assassinated on the street, like a slap in the face, and furthermore, now that Tai Xifeng has just settled down, and such a thing will definitely hit the confidence of the business travelers.
His face was pale, and Li Jie roared at the guard who was still standing stupidly at the door: "What are you doing in a daze, chase after the widow!" If you want to see people in life and see corpses in death, you have to dig out the murderer three feet into the ground, you can't find it, you don't have to come back to see Lonely, all go back to grow sweet potatoes for Lonely! ”
What is a sweet potato? In this era, sweet potatoes are still lying in the fields of America! The Tang people didn't know, but they didn't need to understand, these people also knew how ugly King Min's face was, and with a wail, dozens of guards anxiously rushed out of the teahouse.
Not only the guards, but also the kung fu of just a cup of tea, the entire Tessifon judiciary was launched, the patrol of the city led the government officers and policemen to run around the streets, and the terrifying black capital was also like a shadow, staring at the crowd in the corner all the time, and the huge Tessifon was turned upside down.
In less than half a day, the black cloak that was injured and out of breath was dragged to Li Jie, who was waiting in the Yin Mansion of Taixi in anger, and turned over the cloak, and it was indeed an Arab.
"Say! Did Hussein send you! ”
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