Hmm, go to the white guy and buy the black guy back?

Wang Shan's suggestion made Zhao Hongyu very excited, because there is a great shortage of manpower around Zhao Hongyu now.

Wang Shan nodded and said, "Yes, chief." Now that there is a shortage of genetic people, it is a very good idea for us to buy some old black slaves back. "Those old blacks are strong and very capable of working. Even if you can't farm some of them, you can use them as lumberjacks. ”

Zhao Hongyu's eyes lit up.

It's not, those old blacks are all strong and strong, and they are good candidates for labor.

However, then Zhao Hongyu's brows furrowed tightly, because he thought of some more troublesome things.

It's okay for those old blacks to be strong, but they're not easy to manage.

In the history textbooks that Zhao Hongyu is familiar with, the old blacks have often broken out against the whites. And the white people also died a lot because of this, Zhao Hongyu didn't want to encounter such a thing himself.

To know Lu Dao, he is already understaffed.

If he buys Lao Hei and comes back, then he will definitely have to arrange for people to watch them.

But if he does, does he have the hands to do anything else?

It was precisely because of this thought that Zhao Hongyu couldn't help but worry.

Zhao Hongyu's reaction was seen by Wang Shan, and he didn't know what Lu Dao was The originally elated leader suddenly became dull.

"Chief, do you have any concerns?"

Wang Shan couldn't help but ask.

Hearing this, Zhao Hongyu said: "If those old blacks really buy them back, if they don't watch them riot, it will make us very dangerous." At this moment, he flashed the picture of the riots of the old blacks in the blockbuster film of the United States from time to time.

"You know, since I want to buy it, I will definitely not buy less. But I bought so many old blacks at once, I was worried that I wouldn't be able to suppress these people. ”

Zhao Hongyu didn't hide it, he told Wang Shan all his worries about being hungry.

Listening to Zhao Hongyu's narration, Wang Shan smiled.

"What? Am I not right? ”

Seeing the smile on Wang Shan's face, Zhao Hongyu asked strangely.

"Chief, you're a little too worried." , Wang Shan said to Zhao Hongyu with a smile. "It's not that your worries are unreasonable, but don't think we're too weak."

"I also know a little bit about historical things, and those old blacks had a lot of resistance in the early stage. But under the bloody suppression of the old whites, haven't those old blacks become honest? ”

Wang Shan began to talk eloquently.

"Besides, we can hire the warriors of Mohican, with a little rice and mustard. I think they'll be happy to help us keep an eye on the old black, so you don't have to worry too much, Chief. ”

With Wang Shan's words, Zhao Hongyu's brows gradually relaxed.

yes, it seems that I am thinking too much.

It's true that the old black will resist, but they are not vegetarians either.

According to Wang Shan's meaning, no matter who dares to resist, then they will be greeted by ruthless destruction.

And they can also hire Mohicans to be the administrators of the old black slaves.

Zhao Hongyu also thought with his ass that the people of Mohican would definitely be interested in this profession.

Come to think of it, yes, this profession is very easy, it's just watching the old blacks work. If Lao Hei dares to make a small move, then the Mohicans are responsible for killing them.

It's much safer and easier than going out to hunt.

So, the people of Mohican will absolutely love the job.

After seeing Zhao Hongyu's brows relaxed, Wang Shan continued: "Chief, the question now is that you have to think about how much Lao Hei we want to buy back. If there are too many people, it is difficult to manage, but if we control a certain number, we can still withstand it. At the same time, do you want to buy men or women, do you want them to farm or do something else? ”…,

Wang Shan's questions came out one after another.

After Zhao Hongyu thought about it, he said: "If you let the old blacks farm, it is realistic. Even a hundred people can't reclaim a lot of good land, so how about I let them go to the wood? ”

Seriously, Zhao Hongyu has long coveted the vast forest resources around him.

Such resources are clearly placed in front of their eyes, but they can't do it. Then don't mention the grievances in my heart, it's really uncomfortable.

And Zhao Hongyu understands that just relying on the sale of fur resources and gold resources is not a long-term thing at all.

He had to plan ahead, and he couldn't wait for the worst to get to the worst before making some plans.

Speaking of fur trading, as long as Zhao Hongyu integrates the Mohicans, and the Mohicans are also accustomed to the new way of life. Then the Mohicans will no longer go out to hunt, and they will no longer have access to fur resources.

In this case, there is no trade.

Even if there are other tribes of Indians to trade, the animals on the American continent are not endless, and there will always be a day when the hunt will be finished.

And what about gold?

Now it seems that there is an endless supply of gold, but in fact it is not.

Now all the gold is mined above the ground, and most of the gold is beneath the surface.

On the other hand, Zhao Hongyu does not have the ability to dig deep now, and he does not have such skills.

Then, after the gold mining outside the surface is completed, Zhao Hongyu's income will definitely be greatly reduced.

Therefore, Zhao Hongyu had to consider this aspect of the problem and open up more financial routes to avoid such a thing. When such a situation really occurs, Zhao Hongyu will not be in a hurry for this.

"Start a timber trade?"

Wang Shan thought for a moment, and then said: "The surrounding forest resources are very good, and if we can start trade, we can also have an additional source of income." It's just that in this way, the amount of old black we need to buy will be more, and if it is less, it will be useless at all. ”

Zhao Hongyu continued: "I expect that men will buy about 300 people, and women will also buy 5 or 600 people. Ask the Mohicans to be the managers, and you don't have to worry about what those old blacks are doing. Whenever they dare to make any moves, I don't mind learning from Lao Bai and giving Lao Hei a little bit of a taste! ”

In his mind, the bloody scenes that those old whites did to Lao Hei in the blockbuster of the United States immediately flashed.

If you can do it, why can't I do it?

Anyway, in this day and age, there is no such thing as human rights. In that case, in order to protect my own interests, then I can only sacrifice the old blacks.

Besides, even if you don't do it, the whites will do it.

Instead of letting the old whites do it, it's better to do it yourself.

At the very least, I have to be stronger than the old whites. As long as the old blacks don't resist, they will treat them well, at least their stomachs will definitely be full.

You must know that in history, those old blacks did things for the old whites, but they couldn't even eat enough.

Thinking of this, the guilt in Zhao Hongyu's heart decreased a lot, and he felt that feeding the old blacks was already a manifestation of a good man.

"Five or six hundred women?"

Wang Shan's eyes widened, feeling a little incredible.

"Chief, I understand that you expect to buy three hundred male blacks, after all, it takes a strong person to mine timber resources. But if you buy five or six hundred women and come back, I don't understand it a little. ”

Wang Shan really didn't understand at all, what did the leader want to buy so many women for?

Could it be that the leader has a heavy taste and wants to buy an old black woman? …,

Wang Shan thought it was too shocking.

After listening to Wang Shan's words, and looking at Wang Shan's expression, Zhao Hongyu still didn't know if Wang Shan wanted to be crooked.

Looking at Wang Shan with a wry smile, Zhao Hongyu said: "Am I so unbearable, don't think nonsense." The reason why I want to buy five or six hundred old black women is mainly to reclaim our Manhattan Island. ”

Hey!

Wang Shan raised his hand in embarrassment and scratched the back of his head, feeling very sorry for his own crooked thoughts.

"You don't want to think about it, it's a waste to put such fertile land on the Manhattan Plains. So we have to take advantage of it, don't we? ”

Wang Shan nodded as he listened.

Yes, the Manhattan Plains are fertile, and if they are cultivated, they will definitely be a good field.

And how can an old black woman with five or six hundred lives reclaim 10,000 acres of land?

If they find potatoes or corn seeds, imagine how much grain can be produced from 10,000 acres of fertile land.

Although it takes a long time to harvest, it can be sold for a lot of money at one time.

Even if you don't sell it to a trader, you can keep it for yourself to eat, or trade it to the surrounding Mohicans.

And, in their own recipes, they can also add two more dishes.

These days, Zhao Hongyu eats barbecue every day, and eating mustard is already a desire to eat.

When I first started eating, I didn't have anything, but after a long time, Zhao Hongyu couldn't stand it.

Anyone who eats these things every day will go crazy.

After Zhao Hongyu and Wang Shan chatted for a while, breakfast was ready.

After Zhao Hongyu ate breakfast, he asked Wang Shan to leave him to rest by himself.

After staying up all night yesterday, he was already sleepy.

By the time he woke up, the sun had just set. Zhao Hongyu found Wang Shan, talked with him in detail until midnight, and the two broke up.

Zhao Hongyu slept in the dark, and finally relieved himself.

Early the next morning, he crossed the strait in a canoe with Wang Shan and the two of them, and came to the camp of Moxican to meet the chief Samara.

As the two of them reached Samara's yurt, Atido opened the curtain and walked out with a pheasant in his hand.

"Black Hitomi, it's early"

As soon as he looked up, Atido saw Zhao Hongyu and Wang Shan.

"Morning, Atido, is your father there?"