Chapter 7: The Carthaginian Messenger Knocks!

When he conquered the Six Kingdoms, he witnessed Yingtian's extremely terrifying military talent.

originally thought that it was nothing more, but I didn't expect that the talent in economics was far beyond ordinary people.

It's hard to imagine what kind of monster-like existence Nine Gongzi is.

"Chapter Jiu, you are personally responsible for this matter, you only have six days, no matter what, you must do your best to sell as much as possible."

Yingtian glared at Wang Li.

Then.

Turning his head, he commanded.

Not only can it earn huge profits, but it can also weaken the power of Carthage.

Once you have enough money, it will not be difficult to dismantle the merchant group.

Now they are penniless, and what they need most is start-up capital.

Zhang Jiu was about to speak.

But at this moment, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps.

"Your Majesty, the Carthaginian envoy has arrived, and he wants to meet me, and he wants to establish peace with my Roman Empire."

A soldier arrived, got down on one knee, and spoke respectfully.

Kindness?

Suddenly.

The three people present were stunned, and the expressions on their faces invariably became wonderful.

As soon as he figured out how to pit Carthage, he personally sent it to the door.

"Naturally, I want to meet, this time I personally received and brought people over."

Yingtian laughed lightly.

Go to the next few boxes, take out something, and set it on the table.

The corners of his mouth outlined a hint of cunning.

Ahem.

You can't blame us for the pit, it's the enemy who is too naΓ―ve!

Half an hour later.

The messenger of the kingdom of Carthage, who was brought.

This person is blonde and blue-eyed, very thin, and his clothes are graceful and luxurious.

Just by looking at it, you can see that it is absolutely rich in oil.

"See the King of Rome."

Di Feng said respectfully.

Yingtian sat on the dragon chair, his eyes calm, and his expression was full of indifference.

The faint imperial power spread, and Di Feng's eyes froze, very nervous.

In this young man, he felt an oppression from his superiors.

The only trace of contempt left in my heart was gone.

"I, the Carthaginian state, unanimously decided that we were not willing to continue the war, and hoped to strengthen economic exchanges with Rome and achieve common prosperity."

Di Feng took a deep breath, pretended to be calm, and said word by word.

The nobles of Carthage were all merchants, and all they cared about was profit.

Once war breaks out and the pattern is volatile, trade will be greatly affected.

A peaceful environment is like a fish in water for businessmen.

If he could, he would naturally be reluctant to continue the war with the Roman state.

And Yingtian can lead his men to destroy the Roman king, which is obviously stronger than the former Roman Empire, so he is even more reluctant to go to war.

As for war money, the word exists only in later generations, and it was almost impossible in ancient times.

"I, the Roman nation, love peace, and am naturally willing to make peace with you, but ...... I am afraid that you will be dissatisfied. ”

Ying Tian deliberately didn't speak, Zhang Jiu's eyes moved slightly, and he stood up and spoke.

In order to prevent Daqin from leaking, Yingtian did not change the country name.

Still claiming to be Rome.

However, looking at it now, it is a bit redundant, after the arrival of the traverser, the news of the existence of Great Qin will definitely spread.

"I don't know, what do you say?"

Di Feng was slightly stunned.

I didn't expect things to go surprisingly well.

As far as he knew, the Roman state was all militants.

Isn't it.

The new ruler is so kind?

"If you trade with each other, you will probably lose a lot of money."

"Naturally, you will be dissatisfied."

Zhang Jiu's eyes rolled, his mind was thoughtful, and he quickly organized the language.

Didn't say the purpose directly, but in a different way.

As soon as this remark came out.

Di Feng smiled, laughing so wildly.

Within tens of millions of territories, among the countless tribes, there has never been a nation that is worthy of being compared with Carthage in terms of mind.

"What do you think this thing is worth?" If we produce and sell in large quantities, will we be able to suck away all your wealth? ”

Zhang Jiu's eyes were full of golden light, and he took out a piece of paper and said with a smile.

Then.

picked up another pen and gently pushed it in front of Di Feng.

Continued:

"The name of this thing is white paper, the cost is low, and it can replace parchment in half a year at most."

Di Feng was slightly stunned, frowned, and picked up the paper and pen on the table.

With just one glance, his face changed and became extremely ugly.

Parchment paper is so expensive that ordinary people simply can't afford it.

Once this kind of thing called blank paper spreads, it will inevitably cause turmoil.

A drop of cold sweat dripped down his forehead and fell to the ground.

"The cost of a piece of paper is less than a copper coin, and you can buy hundreds of thousands of pieces of paper with only one gold coin, what do you think of the cost?"

"I, the Romans, have always been kind, and do not want to see your wealth lost."

Zhang Jiu looked like he was thinking about them.

The corners of Di Feng's mouth tried to pull a smile, "It's nothing more than replacing the position of parchment, and it's not a big deal." ”

After all.

Parchment paper is not a necessity.

But for some reason, he looked at the weird smile on Zhang Jiu's face, and a bad premonition rose in his heart.

"What if, add this?"

"It's called movable type printing, and it can be used to print books at a low cost."

"The two are combined into one, and I, Rome, will control the minds of all the people."

"If we want, we can completely disintegrate the people at the bottom of your country."

The corners of Zhang Jiu's mouth rose upward, revealing a meaningful smile.

Only by suppressing Di Feng can the negotiations take the initiative.

Yingtian sat next to him and didn't speak, but he felt a little emotional in his heart.

If Zhang Jiu is in the future, he will definitely be a master of live broadcasting.

Every sentence is very good, which makes Di Feng unstoppable.

"Do you still think that your country can occupy the interests of Rome in a deal with me?"

"This is our sincerity, I will bring everything to the surface, naturally I don't want to have a war with your country, I hope everyone will make money together."

Zhang Jiu took a step forward and put his arm around Di Feng's shoulders, looking like a good brother.

Every sentence of Chapter 9 fell on Di Feng's heart.

Di Feng is not an ordinary courtier, but the son of the Di family, and he is very shrewd.

Naturally, it is clear that after mastering the mind, it is too easy to disintegrate Carthage.

Printing + Paper......

With these two things, you can definitely control the people below.

Zhang Jiu was really full of sincerity when he said this at this time.

Although he came from different countries, his heart was full of gratitude at this moment.

"King of Rome, Brother Zhang, I dare to ask, I don't know why you are telling me this?"

Di Feng frowned slightly, and tried to ask.

It stands to reason.

As hostile forces, the two sides should not be so frank with each other.

"If there is a war, everyone can't make money, and instead of wasting it, why can't we work together to make a lot of money?"

Zhang Jiu didn't even think about it, and blurted out directly, this is an excuse that has been thought of a long time ago.

"Thank you for your honesty and selflessness, thank you very much."

"King, boy, I dare to ask again, I don't know if we can sell us the papermaking drawings, we are willing to pay the price."

Di Feng clenched his fists, and there was a hint of apology in his eyes, but he still said it.

This requirement is very excessive, but if it is just cooperation and helping Zhang Jiu and others sell paper, the benefits will be greatly reduced.

And.

As soon as the technology was in the hands of the Romans, they were at the mercy of others.