please remember
address
"Your conscience is great..." Skade said "Japanese" involuntarily, and then patted Quark on the shoulder with satisfaction. 【Read full text】
Although Kuaikeqiong was not very used to this sudden act of intimacy, he still understood the appreciation and joy shown by the other party. He bowed deeply again.
"Except for the horses we specify we need, you can continue to operate the white female slave trade. However, the number must be limited." Skade said, "Next time you can transport up to 400 female slaves, and then the deadline is your Before the license ends, a maximum of 200 female slaves can be transported each year - but I want to remind you that you do not have a monopoly on the trade of white female slaves. We will purchase white female slaves from any owner who can provide us with satisfactory supply."
The long-term import policy of allowing the importation of a number of female slaves every year was first of all to give the senators a choice, and secondly to prevent outsiders from guessing the specific number of senators.
"I will do my best to serve you!" Quark was very excited. In this way, he could export at least a thousand female slaves to Lingao in the next three or four years, and the profits would be very considerable.
"Ahem. In addition, when the female slaves are shipped next time, ten white male slaves will be shipped at the same time, aged between 12 and 15 years old. Only one-time input." Skade seemed a little a little bit when he said this. Awkward.
Quarkqiong hesitated and asked, "Do you need to enter the eunuch?"
"Eunuch?" Skade quickly denied, "We don't need eunuchs. They are white men. Not white eunuchs."
Quark bowed deeply again: "I am willing to serve the Senate!"
There is no moral integrity for money, Skade thought. What a good businessman!
Next, the issue of the importation of slaves from Southeast Asia was discussed. Sanya's mines were already saturated with demand for slaves from Southeast Asia. However, the high mortality rate caused by the large-scale development of Kaohsiung caused a shortage of Southeast Asian slaves who were originally somewhat surplus. Wei Bachi kept sending requests to transport more Southeast Asian slaves to Taiwan, so Skade asked Quark to expand the number of Southeast Asian slaves transported.
Quark looked embarrassed: Although his slave trade was very impressive, and he gradually established his own trade routes and slave trading stations throughout the Spice Islands, catching slaves was a very laborious task, and European colonists often went to battle in person. The cost-effectiveness ratio is extremely low, and we must rely on local chiefs, kings and other powerful figures to act as suppliers. Just as the Ashanti Kingdom of Ghana has long served as a supplier of black slaves in history.
Quarkchon now has a bit of a reputation throughout the Molucca Islands. Some people have begun to hoard prisoners of war and prisoners as slaves and sell them to him. Some chiefs and pirates have also begun to enslave people as a means of making money. But the scale of such suppliers was small, and Quark had to work with Captain Higgins - now his partner - to sail ships throughout the Moluccas to buy slaves. The cycle is long, the cost is high, and the risks are high. The mortality rate of slaves is also extremely high.
In order to expand the source of slaves, Quark formulated a plan after careful consideration. And this plan was supported by the East Asia Council of the British East India Company.
The content of the plan was to incite a local "Sultan" to launch a large-scale war: there were three "empires" in the Moluccas, and they both cooperated and fought with the British and Dutch colonists, and often attacked each other. It's not a problem to incite them to fight each other - just provide something to tip the scales.
This thing is a rifle. Matchlocks and gunpowder have been widely transported to this area by merchants and have become the favorite commodities of the indigenous chiefs and "sultans" on the islands. Not only did their warriors begin to equip matchlocks, but also the Malays who drove small boats waiting for opportunities to rob Pirates are also equipped with this weapon.
But it was very uneconomical to transport matchlock guns all the way from Europe-the shipping time was long. Moreover, many matchlock guns were damaged during long-distance shipping. If we talk about local manufacturing, only Batavia has a small-scale military factory. There is a shortage of craftsmen and the raw materials need to be imported. The output has not increased at all. Not to mention the Dutch, they may not be willing to sell to British businessmen: the British and the Dutch are in the East Business competition in India is fierce. The Dutch have long disliked the British.
"If the Senate can provide enough matchlocks as trade goods, it will not be a problem to double the supply of slaves."
Skade nodded. This coincides with the original intention of developing the Nanyang-style rifle: in addition to finding a cheap weapon to equip the security forces, exporting it as a monkey version of the weapon was also an original goal.
"We have a very good rifle for export, which is ten times better than your matchlock gun. What's more, they will have to buy the ammunition from you for a long time..." Skade laughed. I feel great.
"If there is such a wonderful commodity, it will not be a problem to increase the number of slaves needed by the Senate ten times - I am afraid that soon there will be no natives left in the Molucca Islands..." Quark complimented.
"You know what? I think you can stock up on more supplies, because the Dutch may soon buy slaves from you." Skade said pretending to be mysterious.
Quark was startled and speechless: "What? They are also coming to sell..."
"No, it's nothing." Skade reassured him, "They, like us, will soon need a large number of slaves as labor force."
"This is impossible." Quark knew the Dutch in Batavia very well. "Their existing Javanese slaves are enough. If you are talking about the development work around Batavia, the Dutch would rather import Chinese." We won’t want slaves from Southeast Asia.”
"They will need it, they will need it." Skade said with a smile and patted his shoulder again, "How about it? Are you willing to go to an auction at night? The slaves you brought will be at this auction. There was an auction at the auction - it was an unprecedented event."
"This is my honor." Quark said involuntarily.
The second maid auction is about to be held. The location is set in a warehouse in the quarantine area of Bopu: first of all, it can accommodate enough buyers and "sources of goods", and the high open roof also makes the space less stuffy when hundreds of people gather in summer.
Due to the insufficient supply of goods in this auction, the quality level is not much different - after all, the goods have been carefully selected by Quark. Therefore, under Fang Fei's suggestion, the general office decided that the auction of female slaves would be divided into four levels: S, A, B, and C. Among them, the S-level slaves would be auctioned using a free bidding auction. The rest of the female slaves are purchased directly through a lottery. Those with the highest numbers in the lottery can be selected first and pay according to their level. Those who are late in the lottery will not have much choice. If the lottery is too late, they will not be able to buy. This method at least ensures that every veteran has equal opportunities.
Xiao Zishan was flipping through the slave auction manual. Fang Fei was instructing people to arrange the venue. Seeing that he was looking at it so seriously, he couldn't help but come over and joked:
"What? Are you planning to buy one too?"
"Oh... this..." Xiao Zishan seemed to be a little confused, "Well, I do have this idea... but the goods are scarce, and the veterans should be given priority..."
"You prude is here again - you are different from me: if you don't have a wife, what's wrong with getting a Yangma?" Fang Fei said and yelled at the carpenter who was setting up the shelf, and continued, "I didn't see you buying a maid last time."
"I'll think about this again..." Xiao Zishan seemed reluctant to discuss this issue and quickly changed the subject, "I was looking at the tribe of female slaves. It's really a dazzling array of things."
Basra is one of the largest slave markets in the Near East, where a large number of slaves from the Mediterranean, Black Sea, and Africa gather. This can be seen from the list of slaves sent by Quark: the most numerous are Slavs, followed by Arabs and Persians, and then there are Turks, Greeks, Armenians, Azerbaijan, Georgians, Italians and Jews.
"This ethnic composition!" Fang Fei also found it interesting, "It's so complicated! We have to teach them Mandarin in the future."
"Is the plan ready?"
"We are ready, and we have notified every veteran who came to participate in the auction. Everyone said they would try their best to cooperate."
Before nightfall, the entire warehouse has been decorated, and the windows have been blocked by thick curtains. Only the light of the gas lamp illuminates the temporary "exhibition field" set up in the middle of the warehouse. The surrounding seats are very dark, fully ensuring The personal ** of the senators.
The slaves were transported to the warehouse in batches by horse-drawn carriage after nightfall. Only S-class female slaves participated in the auction this time, 16 in total. However, 17 people were actually sent. This last one is Doña Marina de Arellano.
Marina followed the maid into the venue in confusion. The warehouse area was originally inaccessible, but now multiple blockades have been set up around it by security forces. There is no sound at all outside and it seems extremely quiet.
The female slaves were placed in a fence on one side of the exhibition hall, and were guarded by two maids. They did not interfere with the female slaves' looking around and private discussions.
She shook her head, trying to put away all the worries and fears of the past few days. Pulling the veil slightly lower, she looked around.
The patrons who came to the auction all seemed to be short-haired Australians. They were all wearing shabby cotton jackets, with their heads bare and no hats like the humblest peasants, but they all looked confident and incomparable. .
Marina suddenly saw Miss Mendoza. She waved to her gently and she came over.
"Miss Mendoza, thank you for your help." She whispered in Spanish, "I will never forget your kindness." (To be continued.
