"Your conscience is great..." Skade couldn't help but say "Japanese", and then patted Quark on the shoulder with satisfaction.
Although Quark was not very used to this sudden act of intimacy, he could still understand 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 you can
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 so excited that 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 is allowed." Skade seemed a little a little bit when he said this.
Awkward.
Kuaikeqiong 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, he talked about the issue of importing slaves from Southeast Asia. The mines in Sanya were originally saturated with demand for slaves from Southeast Asia. However, the high mortality rate in the large-scale development of Kaohsiung caused a shortage of Southeast Asian slaves that were originally surplus. Wei Bachi kept asking for more transportation.
Southeast Asian slaves applied to Taiwan, so Skade asked Quark to expand the number of Southeast Asian slaves transported.
Quark looked embarrassed: Although his slave trade was successful, 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 it must rely on local chiefs, kings and other powerful figures to act as rollers. Just like the Ashanti Kingdom in Ghana has long served as a supplier of black slaves in history.
Quark has become somewhat famous throughout the Moluccas, and some people have begun to hoard prisoners of war and prisoners as slaves to sell to him. Some chiefs and pirates have also begun to take people as slaves as a means of making money. But such suppliers
The scale was not large, so Quark had to work with Captain Higgins╠╠who is now his partner╠╠to drive ships throughout the Moluccas to acquire slaves. The cycle was long, the cost was high, and the risks were high, not to mention the death of slaves.
The rate is 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 cooperated and fought with the British and Dutch colonists, and often attacked each other.
It's not a problem to incite them to attack each other╠╠As long as you can provide something that can make the scales swing slightly.
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, they even drove small boats.
Malay pirates who were looking for opportunities to rob were also equipped with this weapon.
However, it is very uneconomical to transport matchlocks all the way from Europe╠╠The shipping time is long. Moreover, many matchlocks are damaged during long-distance shipping. If it is said that they are manufactured locally, only Batavia has a small-scale one.
In military factories, craftsmen are scarce, and raw materials need to be imported. The output cannot increase at all. Not to mention the Dutch, they may not be willing to sell to British businessmen: the business competition between the British and the Dutch in East India is very fierce. The Dutch have long seen that the British are not willing to sell them to British businessmen.
It's pleasing to the eye.
"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 coincided 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 with a rolling muzzle that 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 shocked and speechless: "What? They also want 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 in this auction.
The auction 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 quarantine area warehouse in Bopu: first of all, it can accommodate enough buyers and "sources", and the high and open roof also allows several people to gather in the summer.
The space for hundreds of people is not so stuffy.
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 is divided into s, a, b,
c level four, among which the S-level female slaves adopt the auction mode of free bidding. The remaining female slaves adopt the direct purchase mode. Those who are left behind can be selected first and paid according to their level. Those left behind will not have much choice. If
If you have a late wife, you won't be able to buy it. This method at least ensures that every elder has equal opportunities.
Xiao Zishan was flipping through the slave auction manual while 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 jokingly said:
"What? Are you planning to buy one too?"
"Oh... this..." Xiao Zishan seemed a little worried, "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. A large number of slaves from the Mediterranean, the Black Sea, and Africa are gathered here. This can be seen from the list of slaves sent by Quark: the most complex are Slavs, followed by
It was Arabs and Persians, and then there were Turks, Greeks, Armenians, Azerbaijanis, 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 privacy of the elders.
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, a total of 16. However, 17 were actually sent. The last one was Doña Marina de Are.
Liano.
Marina followed the maid into the venue in confusion. The warehouse area was originally deserted, but now multiple blockades have been set up around it by security forces. There was no sound at all outside and it seemed 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. She lowered the veil slightly and 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 farmers, but they all looked confident. Who else could they have looked like?
.
Marina suddenly saw Miss Mendoza. She waved to her gently and she walked over.
"Miss Mendoza, thank you for your help." She whispered in Spanish, "I will never forget your kindness."