Chapter 12: A Short Break

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the two of them changed several times in an instant.

It wasn't a difficult requirement for the duo, not even for any businessman who went to Africa to do business, but for Franz and Friedrich, it was more than they could do.

"I'm not a slave trader, I don't sell black slaves, I don't sell white slaves! You."

Friedrich was furious, he was a man of great honor, and Franz only hoped that he would not be so impulsive on the battlefield.

"We can't give you a white wife, we're not slave traders, but you just do what I say, and in a few years, you'll have enough money. When the time comes, you don't have to pursue others, there will be people who are willing to take the initiative to give you a hug. ”

Franz interrupted Friedrich directly, and he did not want the latter's relationship with the cooperative indigenous chief in front of him to be too stiff.

At this time, the most scarce thing in the Austrian colonies was labor, and if these natives could be made their own labor, it would greatly alleviate the great pressure faced in the early days of colonization.

"Money?" The civilization of the Pygmies was so primitive that their exchange was mainly barter, usually livestock and food as a general equivalent.

In desperation, Franz pulled out an expected note.

"You can sell me your goods, and I will give you a voucher that can be exchanged for goods of equal value in my country. The number above represents the size of the value. ”

"Does this piece of paper work for all white people?" Lewis was very clever and immediately thought of it.

"No, only by recognizing the kingdom of our country. But there are two common currencies in the world. Franz said and pulled out another gold coin and a silver coin.

"It's gold and silver, and people usually judge their value by their weight and fineness, but it's too dangerous for you."

"Why?" Lewis played with the coin in his hand, and he didn't see any danger.

"Because you can't defend yourselves, if you have these things in your hands, you will attract unscrupulous nations to send troops to come and loot them. Therefore, I suggest that if you get gold and silver, it is better to exchange them for the expected banknotes of our country, which is the safest, and the variety of goods in our country should be the richest.

Franz didn't lie, they didn't become slaves because of physical reasons, but if they had gold and silver in their hands, then the day of destruction would not be far off, just like the Incas in the past.

Moreover, the merchants who came to the Slave Coast usually did not bring much valuable goods, because guns and cloth were the hard currency here, but Franz came to do business, and he brought a wide range of goods, so every place he went would dazzle the local natives.

Lewis nodded, other Westerners did not have so many kinds of goods, and they were all very picky, but he still said with some doubts.

"Cotton and cocoa can be exchanged for guns, cloth, sugar and tobacco?"

"Yes, but you can also exchange it for prospective banknotes, so you're free to choose what you need."

Franz then strongly recommended to Lewis that it would be a great thing for a region to accept its own currency.

As the British said, the natives of Kribi were very friendly and offered to help the people of the Austrian trading post build houses and build docks.

Lewis was highly efficient, and groups of natives under his organization, under the command of agricultural experts sent by Austria, began to turn over the land to grow cotton and cocoa.

Friedrich sent people to teach the natives how to use weapons, and he also served as a teacher of tactics.

Of course, he did not teach frontal combat, because these people were so poor in physical fitness, and his experience in Africa had taught him that the discipline of the indigenous people was not up to the requirements of line warfare.

But Friedrich was a genius for a famous general, and he soon discovered that these skinny Pygmies were well suited to special operations, and they could hide well in tree holes and even muddy fields.

At the same time, the locals also have a special talent, that is, the long breath holding time, the average person can be trained to reach 3-5 minutes.

The local natives can generally hold their breath underwater for 5-10 minutes, and the longest can even reach 15 minutes, which makes the Austrian navy soldiers ashamed.

Also, although the Pygmies are not fast, they swim and climb at ridiculous speeds, and their endurance is amazing.

It's just that the IQ is a little worrisome, whether it is mathematical ability or logical ability, even Lewis, the "smartest chieftain in history", has an intelligence level that is only the level of a junior high school student.

Friedrich taught the natives about special operations, and the dancing was comical.

Franz built a rare pergola by the sea to enjoy the sand and sun.

In the previous celebration, Da Shizun once pounced on Franz, trying to block the attacker's attack for him, and Franz still remembered this intention, so he gave Da Shioshanyin a homemade Colt revolvolver.

There is sunshine and sand, and Miss Sugion can be regarded as a beauty, but this witch costume (white, scarlet hakama, and Chihaya) really doesn't match the environment here.

At this time, Da Yan Shanyin was still doing her duties as a maid, and she was so hot that she was sweating profusely, but she couldn't show her figure at all, and she really still needed a swimsuit.

However, the swimsuits of this era are all one-piece swimsuits, and they are not the so-called "dead reservoir water" now, but a combination of dresses + pants.

"Don't be busy, take a break." Franz grabbed the arm of the big salt and pinned her to the recliner.

Franz's movements and words clearly made Oshiosugi Tone mistaken, and she had seen this scene in the shrine through the crack in the door of the shoji gate (the horizontal sliding door of a Japanese-style house), and she couldn't help but feel her heart beat faster when she thought about it.

Franz looked at the crimson on the other party's cheeks, and subconsciously felt that the other party was suffering from heat stroke, after all, on such a hot day, it was a very strange thing to wear a witch costume.

"Are you overdressed?"

"Am I overdressed?" Da Shio's face was already hot, and she said in a voice as thin as a mosquito.

"Don't you know much?" Franz held his forehead, it seemed that he was really hot and confused.

"I'll go get you a coconut, you wait a minute."

Da Yan Shanyin looked at Franz, who was about to leave, gritted his teeth and said.

"Please wait a minute."

"What's wrong again?"

"Can you pull the curtain down?" The big salt shanyin said timidly.

Franz thought about it, and it was really bad for the sun to shine like this, so he pulled the curtain down, and when he turned his head, he found that the big salt fir sound had faded from the white clothes outside, revealing the inner wrap of the chest.

The two sides looked at each other, and suddenly the air became stuffy.

Da Yanshanyin's figure is very good, although it is far less plump than Adjani, and it is not as tall as Talya, but it is very much in line with Franz's imagination of a beautiful girl of this age.

(End of chapter)