Of course Han Du understood Punk's good intentions, nodded to him with a satisfied smile, and said: "Han Du will definitely bear in mind Mr. Punk's good intentions."
Shi Si relayed Han Du’s words to Punk.
Punk heard Han Du's kindness and exchanged some pleasantries. Seeing that Han Du looked a little hurried, he enthusiastically sent someone to guide Han Du.
Han Du's carriage arrived at the Yamo Slave Market. Punk and Yamo were hostile to each other. The people sent there were not willing to get close to the Yamo Slave Market at all. They turned back when they were still some distance away.
The Amer Slave Market is very large, even larger than Punk's in terms of area. But compared to punk's slave market, this place is a little...how should I say, like a mud-legged man and a polite gentleman.
Although the punk slave market is a bit messy, at least the slaves are still clean, and the place seems to be cleaned frequently. But here, Han Du's eyes were covered with sewage, and the dirt on the slave's body and even the color of his skin were covered. Many slaves were tied to a wooden stake, eating, drinking, and sleeping in place.
As a result, the market smells very sour.
Han Du covered his nose and walked in. No one in charge came forward, so Han Du was allowed to wander around inside.
Han Du was not the only one looking at slaves in the market, but no steward came up to talk to him. Han Du saw that some people would go to find the steward sitting in the house after they had selected a slave, and they would negotiate the price before taking the slave away.
One after another, this is how almost every slave is traded.
Han Du frowned as he looked at it. If he chose it by himself, there was no way to know that the slave could speak Tianfang language. You have to ask the steward, and such slaves will definitely be very rare. Even asking the steward will probably be useless. You can only know by asking Yamo.
Han Du took Shi Si into the house.
A man with his head wrapped in a cloth and a dark curly beard leaned lazily against the stone wall behind him. Seeing Han Du and others coming in, he just raised his eyelids and said slowly: "Have you chosen your slave? Pay the money first."
After listening to Shi Si's words, Han Du shook his head slightly and said, "Not yet. The slave I want to buy is somewhat special. I want to ask your master personally."
The steward glanced at Han Du and others, although he saw that their clothes were a little unusual and looked a little strange. But Khrumos is a city of trade, and all kinds of people come here to trade. Occasionally seeing an unknown person in strange clothes or a strange-looking person is not a big deal to the manager at all.
He didn't bother to pay attention to Han Du and others, and shouted in a bad tone: "If you haven't chosen, go out and choose. When you have chosen, you will pay."
As he spoke, he glanced at Han Du and others with contempt, "How noble is the master? Who are you? You can see the master whenever you want?"
Shi Si didn't even have time to tell Han Du, so he was so angry that his eyes widened and his eyes were red, and he pretended to go forward and argue with him.
Ping was startled by Shi Si's actions, and before Shi Si could react, he yelled a few times.
With a crackling noise, a dozen mercenaries from the slave market rushed over. Some people were also holding scimitars and swords, facing Han Du and others.
Shi Si wanted to say something more, but Han Du waved him away.
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Stopped by hand. Then Han Du told Shi Si: "Tell him that I want to see his master Yamo. Let him report to his master that businessmen from the east are coming to visit."
Shi Si immediately conveyed Han Du's intention to the steward.
However, the steward argued hard and refused to listen to Han Du and others, nor did he go to tell his master.
Shi Si's face turned red with anger.
Seeing that a conflict was about to break out, Han Du reached into his arms and took out a handful of gold coins. He took out one and placed it on his index finger. With a flick of his thumb, the gold coin flew towards the steward in an arc with a beautiful sound.
The steward hadn't come to his senses yet, but his hands subconsciously bent down to catch the gold coins. It was as if he was afraid that this thing would fall to the ground and be stained.
Spreading his hands, a golden color suddenly appeared in the steward's eyes. The tense atmosphere just now melted away in an instant on the steward's face. When he raised his head, his face was already full of smiles.
"Can you send a message to your master?"
Han Du asked lightly.
Seeing that the steward was still standing motionless, he moved his finger and another gold coin flew towards the steward. With exactly the same action, the steward took the gold coin, and the smile on his face was even warmer than before.
"Can you send a message to your master?"
"Can you send a message to your master?"
"Can you send a message to your master?"
Han Du just asked and tossed out a gold coin, then asked and tossed out another gold coin, and then tossed five coins in succession.
The steward's waist was almost bent to the ground, and he quickly asked Han Du to wait for a moment, and he would report immediately.
Han Du then put away the gold coins in his hand and waited quietly.
Soon, the manager ran all the way to Han Du at a faster speed than when he went to report.
Panting, he put his right hand on his chest and bowed respectfully towards Han Du: "Dear guest, the master is waiting for your arrival."
"Lead the way." Han Du shook his sleeves, put his hands behind his back, and led Shi Si to follow the manager to find Yamo.
Inside a house in the slave market, this place is completely different from the dirt outside. Instead, it is clean and even decorated magnificently. There was a blanket on the floor, and when Han Du stepped on it, he knew it was made of cashmere. Every inch of cashmere is worth every inch of gold, and the floor is covered with cashmere blankets. The life of Yamo is a bit luxurious.
And not only the ground, but also the walls and pillars were wrapped in cashmere blankets.
A long, shorter table was inlaid with various gemstones. All the tableware on the table are gold. It can be seen from these that Yamo is indeed a wealthy businessman.
Seeing Han Du walk in, Yamo quickly stood up from sitting on the ground, touched his chest and saluted Han Du.
Han Du also imitated his actions and returned the favor. After the two exchanged greetings, Han Du began to test Yamo's hands to see if there was any slave he needed.
"Your Excellency Yamo, I am here to buy one or two slaves who can speak Tianfang dialect. Do you have any in your hands?"
Yamo listened to Shi Si's report, and then looked at Han Du blankly.
Han Du looked at him calmly.
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After a moment, Yamo withdrew his gaze. He lowered his head, smiled, and asked, "Why did this distinguished guest come to me?"
Han Du didn't hide it from him and said directly: "I went to the Punk Slave Market at first. After all, I just bought some slaves there a few days ago. It felt pretty good to use them."
After hearing what Han Du said, Yamo's face suddenly turned gloomy.
Han Du did not pay attention to his dissatisfaction and continued: "But there is no slave in Old Punk who can speak Tianfang language, and he also advised me to come to you to look for him. In addition, you are the city of Hulumos If you don’t have the two largest slave markets in the country, then I’m afraid it will be difficult for me to find the slave I want in Horumos.”
Yamo's face was gloomy at first, but when he heard that it was Old Punk who suggested that Han Du come to him, he couldn't help being shocked.
"Is he really the one who suggested this distinguished guest come here?"
Han Du nodded and spread his hands, "Do I need to tell lies?"
Yamo understood Han Du's words, but he didn't know why Punk gave such advice. To be honest, Yamer is very hostile to Punk. There were even many times when Yamer wanted to find an opportunity to kill Punk. In his opinion, Punk's attitude towards him should be similar to his.
Under such circumstances, how could Punk push this business to him? This business may not be able to make much money, but it is an opportunity to get closer to these Eastern businessmen. Yamer does not think that Punk will not understand the importance of this. Therefore, he was very puzzled as to why Punk would push this business to him.
Yamo was full of doubts, but he couldn't figure it out in a short while. But now that the distinguished guest was in front of him, he had no extra time to think about it, so he had to put it in his heart first.
Yamo laughed slowly a few times, which relieved some of the cold atmosphere. He shook his head quite complacently and said: "Old Punk is an old-fashioned man. It is obvious that he is in the slave business, but he insists on sticking to some principles. Origin He doesn’t want an unknown slave.”
Shaking his head and sighing, Yamo spread his hands and said to Handu: "Slaves are originally obtained by robbery. What's wrong with me selling such slaves?"
Han Du frowned slightly when he saw Yamo rambling. Seeing that he was asking for help, Han Du suppressed the slightest dissatisfaction in his heart and said with a smile: "Your Excellency Yamo is right, but Old Punk is also right. You just have different attitudes towards slaves. That’s all. I just wanted to ask, does Mr. Yamo have the slaves I need?”
Yamo burst out laughing after hearing Han Du's words, and even felt a little more like a confidant to Han Du. As for Han Du's request, Yamo nodded without hesitation, "A year ago, a group of slaves from Tianfang came here, and one of them was very smart. He learned to talk to the stewards below in just a few months. I think she might agree with your guest’s request.”
Han Du didn't expect that things would go so smoothly. Looking at Yamo's playful eyes, his heart skipped a beat and asked, "Is this slave going to be sold by your Excellency?"
"No, absolutely not!" After listening to Shi Si's report, Yamo quickly waved his hand and said: "This group of Tianfang slaves has indeed been sold out, but I will keep such top-quality slaves until I can sell a good one. Opportunity for the price.”
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