If we say that the first races to engage in ocean trade were neither the Portuguese who pioneered the Age of Discovery, nor the Dutch, the 'sea coachmen', but the Arabs who stayed in the Arabian Peninsula and had geographical advantages.

Only a small part of the inhospitable and arid Arabian Peninsula can be cultivated, and it does not support much of the population. But the Arabian Peninsula just communicated with the East and the West, and the Arabs used the huge wealth brought by land and sea trade to build a number of huge empires, and then dominated Europe and Asia, and developed a rather splendid civilization ......, and then there was no more.

Lao Tzu is also wide - this is probably the only memory that the Arabs can recall.

The Arabs of today have long since decayed and will continue to decay. In the future, the big dogs will be rich not because they are capable, nor because they have good fortune and oil, but because the world has become civilized. The five big hooligans restrained each other and agreed not to fight in person, so as not to cause a big mess by mishapping their guns.

During the Song Dynasty, Arab merchants were able to sail to Quanzhou for trade. Now that the ports along the route are completely controlled by the Europeans, they have long been unable to make long voyages, and can only do some business near the Arabian Peninsula. When the Arab businessmen in Goa saw Zhou Qingfeng conjure up a wooden box out of nothing and put it on the desk, they were all shocked and extremely surprised.

It's almost like a miracle!

When the leader saw the box appear, Lord Muhammad immediately looked at Zhou Qingfeng again. He shouted a few words of 'Allah is supreme in his mouth, and his eyes showed fanaticism and greed. Zhou Qingfeng knew that he had committed the taboo of 'not revealing his wealth', but if he wanted to do big business, he couldn't do it without showing some strength. He immediately used enough spiritual power and snorted coldly.

As soon as I 'hummed', everyone sitting on the floor felt their heads buzzing and felt dizzy. The leaves of the palm trees trembled slightly, and the dust on the ground drifted with it. The child Santos, who was kneeling behind, immediately fainted, and even the slave girl with the milk ring on the other side, who had not yet left the scene, had black eyes and fell down along with the four slaves who carried her.

Zhou Qingfeng didn't use much spiritual power for this hum, but he used enough skills. His cultivation talent is not very good, but he can't stand the fact that he has a good sister like Wen Ruolan who likes to delve into the discipline of spiritual power. After the Fire Phoenix Ice Phoenix joined the group, he had both the 'Light, Fire and Ice' three true elements on his body, and Wen Ruolan designed an extremely practical spell for him based on the characteristics of his spiritual power.

Lord Muhammad has been touching Zhou Qingfeng's details. After making sure that the young man was a fat sheep, he didn't mind using a bit of pomp and circumstance to make the 'fat sheep' let his guard down. Anyway, it doesn't cost much to arrange some food and drink, but the benefits can be very huge. It's just that he has just shown a hint of his true colors when he is warned by this 'Oriental guest'.

The two spiritual powers, hot and cold, vibrated back and forth in the air, and everyone felt the suffering of dozens of alternating seas of ice and hell in just one second. Lord Muhammad was closest to Zhou Qingfeng and felt the deepest. His hair exploded and fell, followed by a fine sweat, and after calming down, he looked at Zhou Qingfeng's sneer, only to know that this young man was by no means a fat sheep, maybe a fierce beast.

Hahaha...... and after a few seconds, Zhou Qingfeng and Muhammad laughed loudly again, along with other Arab businessmen under the palm grove. Master Muhammad didn't care what was in the box that Zhou Qingfeng took out, he shouted a few more words. At the banquet, several businessmen immediately stood up, bowed respectfully to Zhou Qingfeng, and slowly retreated to prepare the best female slave.

The musician holding the oud stepped forward again, and the naked slave girl who fell down in the cold hum hurriedly got up, stretched her arms in the music, and twisted her soft waist and hips. Her plump breasts swayed back and forth in the dance, and a pair of charming eyes frequently flirted behind the veil. The merchants at the banquet began to rejoice again, and they beat their beats and shouted, and the scene was a little more enthusiastic than before.

Everything seems to be back to normal......

Guo Jiao lay behind Zhou Qingfeng and didn't dare to look at it, until the man snorted coldly before raising his head slightly. She saw a sluggish look at the naked slave girl who was twisting and striding and dancing—the slave girl was indeed beautiful, with an excellent figure, and danced so well that it was no wonder that Lord Muhammad would be sent to her as the best. Even Guo Jiao, as a woman, feels that the other party is extremely beautiful and charming.

"Buy this slave girl." Guo Jiao said in Zhou Qingfeng's ear.

"Ah......?" Zhou Qingfeng thought he hadn't heard clearly.

"She danced so well, with a lot of heart, and it was very beautiful. A talented girl like this can be bought back. I'm sure Sister Xu Bing won't be angry. Guo Jiao said, "It's also good to dance on weekdays to relieve our sisters' boredom." ”

"Okay." Zhou Qingfeng immediately nodded, afraid that Guo Jiao would regret it. He woke up Santos, who had fainted, and told him to say to Muhammad, "I didn't expect this slave girl to dance so well, I want it." If there is a similar one, I can buy it even if I send it to me. ”

It's all about strengthening artistic exchanges between China and foreign countries, right?

Lord Muhammad nodded repeatedly, indicating that he would not disappoint the Oriental guests.

The number of female slaves dancing under the palm grove soon increased, and even the number of musicians increased. Guo Jiao hid behind Zhou Qingfeng and watched, reaching out to pick out what she liked. She even wanted to pick a few musicians to form a dance troupe, but the bearded guys were too ugly in her opinion and gave up.

The dancing female slave girl selected by Guo Jiao, Lord Muhammad nodded and agreed to sell it to Zhou Qingfeng. After a while, several Arab businessmen who had just left the scene returned again. Accompanied by a string of uninched slave girls.

According to Santos, Arab slave traders generally trained the slaves they bought and then resold them for tens or hundreds or even thousands of times more than the purchase price.

For example, female slaves who wear breast rings are often bought at the age of five or six, and they have to be trained for more than ten years before they are sold. Dancing is only part of the talent, and all aspects of life require training and are extremely expensive. Those who can buy such slave girls are either rich or expensive, and they generally have to be booked to get them. Buyers tend to be the kings of India.

The Indian kings of this year were similar to the big dogs in the Gulf region in later generations. Their country is not good, and the quality of their citizens is poor, but they are rich.

The female slaves who were pulled out in front of him were both old and young. Master Muhammad gave a brief explanation, and Zhou Qingfeng found that these female slaves were really from many completely different races.

More recently, there were the local slave girls in India, who were often high-caste Aryans who were taken captive and sold because of wars between the kings. A little farther Persian slave girl, a white race, with an excellent figure, bewitching and please. What makes Zhou Qingfeng even more strange is the female slaves from the Afghan generation in Central Asia, who are often black-haired and yellow-skinned, but they are Western-faced.

Zhou Qingfeng asked if there were any European white slaves, and Lord Muhammad shook his head and said that the distance was too far, and white slaves were rarely trafficked to Goa. Generally, you have to go to several green countries in Africa to buy European white slaves.

"Very good, I'm satisfied." Zhou Qingfeng nodded slightly, he casually chose some that he still liked, and asked for more than a dozen at once. Considering the limited number of people that can be loaded on the biplane, he did not continue to buy, only said that he wanted so much first. "Please make a record of the names, origins, and ethnicities of these slave girls. Moreover, Do you sell quality stallions? ”

"Horses? Hahaha...... we sell the best horses in the world. "Lord Muhammad seems to appreciate Zhou Qingfeng's knowledge. According to Santos's description, the price of a good horse is more expensive than a beautiful slave girl, and the price is extremely high.

There were domesticated Arabian horses in the hall, and the merchants brought a few with them. Zhou Qingfeng stepped forward to take a closer look, these horses were all shiny fur, well-developed muscles and bones, thin and strong limbs, and mild temperament. He immediately ordered a few stallions of three or four years old, as well as half-year-old young horses, both male and female.

The price of these horses and slave girls was very high, and it cost tens of thousands of silver dollars when converted.

Now it's finally Zhou Qingfeng's turn to pay. The many Arab merchants sat down again, their eyes fixed on the large wooden box that had been laid out earlier. Zhou Qingfeng opened the lock of the wooden box with both hands, turned his head and asked Muhammad, "I have brought some silk and porcelain, and this box contains samples." Please also take a look. ”

When the box opened, the first thing to be taken out was a white satin. Muhammad reached out and touched the delicate smooth surface of the silk and handed it to the other merchants without saying a word.

There were other different colors and patterns of silk, and each one was taken out, and Muhammad simply looked at it and passed it back. After five or six pieces of silk, the porcelain was taken out again. Each piece of porcelain is extremely exquisite, and all of them are authentic works of art.

Muhammad, however, did not speak, but looked at it twice and then passed it back. Other Arab businessmen were scrutinizing and whispering. Although these things are precious, they are still within the psychological range of everyone. Especially now that we are in the stage of bargaining, no one wants to be too eager - exaggerate when selling, and be steady when acquiring.

But when the silk and porcelain were taken out, Zhou Qingfeng first took out a shockproof flannel cloth from the bottom of the box. He didn't want to treat this flannel cloth as a commodity, but just put it in his hand. But Muhammad grabbed the flannel and kneaded it a few times, his face was a little different, and he could not help but say something.

Santos translated: "Muhammad said that he had never seen this flannel cloth, and it was not like 'Shatush' from Kashmir. The quality is a little worse, but it's also very good. ”

'Shatush' is a hand-woven textile made from the fine wool of the Tibetan antelope. It's very light and delicate, and it has excellent warmth. Zhou Qingfeng used to cushion things, naturally it was not 'Shatush', it was cashmere cloth. The raw materials came from the Mongolian side and were transported by the border army of the Ming court - in exchange for food, the border army had been collectively transformed into caravans.

In order to survive the winter, or to have the ability to move in the field in winter, the 'revolutionary army' needed not only a large amount of cotton cloth, but also flannel. At present, however, the supply of wool is small and can only be distributed among senior civil servants and commanders. Since it is not enough for oneself use, it is impossible to sell to the outside world. Zhou Qingfeng only said about this, "This thing is not a sample. ”

Uncle Zhou overlooked the fact that before the Industrial Revolution, textiles were very expensive. There is no Jenny spinning machine, there is no water-powered loom, and the efficiency of producing textiles by hand is very low - the reason why the British engaged in the 'enclosure movement' in later generations and desperately raised sheep is because the textile business is too profitable.

Muhammad put down the fine flannel with a strange look. And in the end, Zhou Qingfeng took out a big wooden frame from his box. Muhammad took the wooden frame with both hands and looked at it, and immediately exclaimed, as if he had seen a ghost, and the last thing he had taken out was a mirror.