Holding a small mirror, Zaitsev carefully scraped off the soap paste that he had applied evenly to his face with a soft brush with a razor. This small Kugit commodity was as popular as their spices, and shaving soon became a fashion on the mainland. Of course, conservative people think that shaving is the same as not wearing clothes, but Zaitsev doesn't care much about what others think. As long as he feels that the person can appear more energetic and capable, he will not hesitate to trim his beard.

Zaitsev knows the importance of frugality, but in his understanding, thrift is not to harsh one's own life, but to spend money on something that returns more, and then earn more money for one's own enjoyment. In his hometown, people only eat cattle and sheep under the knife of the imam, and never eat pork. But Zaitsev didn't care about these things, he was just a slave trader who traveled around the world. Some taboos are not insurmountable barriers for him, they are just some dispensable traditions. The first time he ate pork, he felt like he had tasted something he had never tasted before: only people who had been eating mutton would feel that way.

The imam said, "You should not eat pork." In ancient times, scholars took pork and mutton and put them in two jars and buried them in the ground. After years of excavation, mutton turns into water, and pork turns into mud. There are puppies, drinking the water of the sheep, smelling the pork mud and covering their noses and leaving.

The imam said, "You should not eat pork."

But old Zaitsev didn't care, he was just a slave trader who traveled around the world. The price of his goods fluctuated greatly, he loved war and hated war, war could make the slave market prosper quickly, but the oversupply would cause the price of slaves to fall. During the North Sea War, he bought more than 40 Nord slaves from a Swadia commander on the front line for two rolls of printed linen handkerchiefs and 30 tanned light skins. So many slaves could now be sold for at least 5,000 dinars, and he could earn almost 2,500 dinars after deducting the costs of opening the joints and the costs before the sale, but when the slave market was saturated, a Swadia lord bought his 20 female Nord slaves and 10 male Nord slaves for only 3,000 dinars. At that time, Zaitsev was still very young, unlike now, if he could not earn the right amount of money, he would rather let his slaves starve to death than make a move. However, the reason why Zaitsev remembered a business many years ago was not because he always remembered a failed deal, but because he remembered a Nord female slave he sold, and that female slave he liked very much, and Zaitsev did some of the things he could. Later, after selling the slave girl, he often thought of her, and he always dreamed in his dreams that the slave girl was pregnant with his child. Zaitsev calculated that if the Nord slave was really pregnant with his child at that time, she would be almost in her 20s now.

Zaitsev has changed a lot in his years of human trafficking, and now he has been able to extremely suppress his benevolent and human side, and he can mercilessly tear apart a family that has been reduced to slavery due to bankruptcy in front of him: selling her husband to Kugit to collect salt, selling his wife to Dehrim's textile factory, selling his daughter to a brothel in Suno, and selling his youngest son to an old man Aaron with a special hobby.

He was indifferent to the crying and crying appeals of such families, who begged him to at least sell them into slavery in the same place. Zaitsev pouted, "Then I'll earn 40 dinars less." ”

Zaitsev was fond of the country of Svadia, which had accumulated a reserve of slaves that could not be exhausted for several years after several wars, and which was often in conflict for no apparent reason, which allowed the slave traders to find all sorts of opportunities. Svadia is located in the middle of the continent, the transportation is convenient, and the official roads built by the government allow slave traders to lead their slaves to quickly shuttle between various cities, out of the road to riches, leaving a strong mark in the history of human trafficking in Swadia.

Zaitsev knew that the title of slave trader was very disgusting, so he was also the head of a circus. It was his childhood dream and a cover for his adult career in the slave business. He paid a high salary of 300 dinars a year to hire a trainer who was specially responsible for training the lucky ones selected by Zaitsev from among the slaves. After signing a contract with Zaitsev, these people nominally broke away from slavery and became Zaitsev's cash cow. There are 12 actors under Zaitsev, but in fact there are 13 people, including twins, Edward and Charlie, orphans of Wikiia, who look exactly the same, and they often perform cage escape magic: in front of the audience, Charlie is tied up by the magician and put in a cage, which is then caught in the air with a rope and covered with a black cloth. At this time, the magician asked everyone to guess where Charlie was, and the honest audience did not hesitate to say, "It's in the cage, isn't it?" Then the magician pretended to dance with his hands, and suddenly a cannon exploded at the door, and a puff of white smoke rose up. The audience exclaimed, and "Charlie" walked out with a smile and a wave.

The show was very popular, and the simple and kind citizens were always curious about how Charlie managed to escape from plain sight. At this time, "Charlie" said in a deep voice: "Magic, gentlemen. I'll be magical. ”

Whenever this happens, the real Charlie is in the cage whining: "You're going to be a bird of magic." ”

Zaitsev hung up his beard and wiped the foam and beard residue from his mouth with a wet towel.

At this time, Charlie or Edward walked in and said, "Sir, Charlie has eaten all the cherries in his breakfast!" ”

Zaitsev waved his hand: "Charlie, don't pretend, I know it's you." ”

Charlie laughed and asked him what he was doing wrong, exposing himself.

Zaitsev said, "You little bastard is framing yourself again, and then make me think you are Edward. It's not going to work this way, so let's get a new one. What's the matter, early in the morning? ”

Charlie said happily: "Boss, a bald guy has come to you." ”

"Is it the old director of the orphanage who is collecting donations?"

"No, this man said there was a business, and he was a local stonemason."

"Hmm, let him in, don't you want to sell me a nude statue...

For the next half hour, Zaitsev smiled at the stonemason opposite. The stonemason told Zaitsev that one of his friends was a patrol member, and that he had recently caught a lot of "goods" on a mission, and that this friend could not make a penny by bringing them back to the patrol, so he decided to dispose of them and let everyone make money. The stonemason said that the friend was reliable.

Zaitsev said: "Reliable? ”

The stonemason said that he swore yes as a citizen.

"Well, I don't care where your friend is, or whether you or he has an innocent background," Zaitsev said. I'm just wondering, the context of these shipments is unclear. ”

The stonemason said, "Sir, huh??" Actually, you know that the goods that patrols often get are without a background. Those are the grass in the mountains and forests, you know. I can assure you that these goods are completely safe. ”

Zaitsev said: "Oh, isn't it over if you just say 'the background is not clear'? You see, I paid today, and tomorrow someone is going to sue me with the deed of sale of these people, what should I do? My sir? I'm afraid I can't do this business. ”

The stonemason bragged to the second master, saying that if the business was to be completed, the second master would stay outside the city with people, and he would send the money out within two hours.

Zaitsev made a send-off gesture, and Charlie knowingly opened the door and made a 'please' gesture. The stonemason paused, forced a look of grief and indignation, and said, "Take all 9 of the 230 dinars." There is no such low price in the whole of Svadia. "The stonemason originally thought that he was eloquent, and planned to start with 300 dinars, so that he could slowly bargain at the end of the day, anyway, he only had to pay 200 dinars to the second master, and most of them were his own.

Zaitsev's eyes widened, as if he was listening to a fantasy: "You are so big, a Salander prisoner of war, with a clean criminal record, and the contract is stamped with the seal of the kingdom, all of them only cost 30 dinars, and you actually want 25 dinars alone, and let me take the risk?" ”

The stonemason said, "I heard that you came to you because you were doing things fairly, and if you really don't want to do this business, I'd be willing to do business with someone else." ”

Zaitsev laughed: "How dare a person who does not dare to go to the regular slave market in Suno dare to take slaves around? Okay, go for it. If your patrol friend can actually get you around safely with a bunch of undocumented slaves. Go ahead, I can even introduce you to my colleagues, people who can stop doing business because of a mistake on their slave identification. ”

The stonemason was impulsive and wanted to make up some words about being a backer to cheer himself up. But he didn't believe these words, and it seemed that the Zaitsev on the other side knew everything about himself, and there was no need to say it.

The stonemason sighed, feeling that half an hour of bitter bragging had been in vain: "Sir, the 200 dinars I promised others, if it is less than that, I will have to pay for it myself." Look at it. ”

"I really didn't dare to buy it," Zaitsev said. ”

The stonemason said, "Then I will have to take them with me." ”

Zaitsev weighed in the tone of the stonemason, and the bottom line of the stonemason was estimated to be around 200 dinars. So Zaitsev said: "Sir, failure of the first business of the day brings bad luck. This is true for you and for me. So, let's talk about it again, you said there are 9 people in this group, right? ”

The stonemason heard the turnaround, "Yes. 9 babes bouncing around. We were able to fight last night. ”

Zaitsev thought about it for a while, Charlie kindly reminded people that there was enough, and there was really no need to buy so many goods, Zaitsev thanked Charlie for the reminder and said that he would handle it properly.

Then Zaitsev looked at the stonemason in embarrassment and said, "Sir, you see, I really can't bring so much goods. In this way, for black goods, I usually charge 20 dinars each. But lo and behold, this is the first business of the day, and I can give you the price of 21 dinars. And then you got out of the business completely, what do you think? ”

The stonemason jumped up and said that he would not do anything without 200 dinars, and that there was no need to say anything more.

Zaitsev smiled slightly and pointed to the door.