ancient greece mediterranean ruler

Chapter 75
"I really admire Chief Davos. He not only directs operations, but also has great ideas about business! He made many valuable suggestions. For example, at the entrance of the market, I originally planned to use two fully armed soldiers. The guard, the leader said, 'This won't work, it will scare the customers who come to buy and sell. We have to consider the feelings of the customers,' so it became what you see. Now it seems that the customers' response is very good...haha... By the way, these weighing machines were also his suggestions, and there are many more. The reason why this market became so lively in just 20 days is mainly due to his credit! I think even if he is not employed Bing, with his talents, he will definitely become a big businessman!" Mariji's words came from the bottom of his heart.

"Yeah, it's really unexpected." Burkos said calmly, thinking about something in his heart.

He turned and walked back to the market, and Marij hurriedly followed, acting as a guide.

As the crowd moved forward, the first stall was of course owned by the mercenaries themselves, so it was very large, with many strange objects and exquisite gold and silverware placed in different categories... Stop here, watch, There are many people asking about the price.

"Mercese!" Marij shouted.

The fat man who was directing the slaves to move things behind the stall looked back and immediately said arrogantly: "Mariji, are you here to congratulate me?! I sold a lot of goods today!"

Before Marigui could answer, he saw Burkos and a smile immediately appeared on his face: "Burkos, you are here to buy something too. Just in time, I have a good thing here. Guess what it is?" As he said, He raised the thing in his hand, and the golden light was dazzling: it was a thin silver rope, with small gold pieces as thin as cicada wings in the middle, forming an inverted triangle, and another silver rope was pulled out from the top. …

Mariji's eyes narrowed and he heard Mersis shouting: "Marigi, don't talk!"

"What is this?" Moras asked curiously.

Seeing everyone gathered around him curiously, Melses put on a lewd smile and said mysteriously: "This is a gift from little Cyrus to his most beautiful concubine. It was given to her by the best goldsmith in Persia." A wonderful thing specially made by Cyrus the Younger to provide that kind of pleasure! Guess where the beloved concubine of the Young Cyrus would wear it?”

"Is it... below..." someone shouted uncertainly.

"Correct answer, it seems you are very experienced!" After Mersith finished speaking, there was a burst of ambiguous laughter from around him.

"It is said that the beloved concubine of Cyrus the Younger wore it every night, together with the little Cyrus... Well... when Cyrus the Younger died in battle, his beloved concubine was captured by the King of Persia, and this thing was left behind. It was picked up by our soldiers in the military camp." Merses held up the gold chain and flashed it in front of everyone: "Smell it... there may be the body fragrance of little Cyrus' beloved concubine on it! I am I want to keep it by myself, but unfortunately I don’t have a wife yet. Think about it, if you buy it home, you can experience the joy of life in the Persian royal family with your wife or lover!"

After hearing this, Burkos was actually a little moved.

A person next to him was already shouting: "How much is it? I bought it!"

Burkos took a look and recognized him. He was a businessman from the city-state of Xiliting.

"It's not expensive, it's not expensive. Look, how exquisitely made this thing is! Moreover, these are made of pure gold, and they are not light in weight!" Merses shook the gold chain with his hand and made a low "wow!" "Crash" sound: "The lowest price is...um...fifty Dalek gold coins."

"I pay 55 gold coins, and this thing belongs to me!" the Xiliting merchant shouted.

"I'll pay you sixty gold pieces!" someone shouted.

"Hey, I bought it first!"

"But my price is higher than yours!"

"65 Dalek gold coins!"

……

Mariji did not expect that Melses would make such a huge profit by turning the rare daily utensils of Persian nobles into royal items.But he didn't want to remind Mel Xishi, if Kristoya heard about this, she might not have a good impression of him.

Seeing Burkos squeeze out of the crowd, he hurriedly followed.

"I see you have merchants from other city-states coming here to buy and sell," Burks said.

"There are quite a few. There are city-states such as Tarentum, Silitium, Coronia, and Crotone."

Burkos's eyelids twitched when he heard Crotone.

At this time, Moras pointed to the dozen strong men in front and said: "These people must be soldiers of your military camp."

Mariji looked at it and replied: "Maybe he is a soldier from the mercenary camp next to him."

"It seems to me that there are a lot of soldiers buying things in this market. It seems that your soldiers are all rich." Burkos said jokingly.

Mariji smiled perfunctorily: "As a mercenary, after today, you don't even know if there will be a tomorrow. Of course you have to enjoy the money you have."

Burkos looked slightly gloomy when he heard this, and sighed: "Yes, living in this troubled world is not easy for anyone."

Mariji said nothing.In fact, the soldiers at Camp Davos are not in such a mental state at all.Davers inherited and carried forward Menon's approach, and he strengthened the role of the supply camp.During the war, soldiers left most of their belongings to the baggage camp for storage. They even had to write clearly on the baggage camp's registration form who would inherit their property if something unfortunate happened.So that after his death in battle, his belongings can be handed over to his heirs...and so on.Moreover, when a soldier is in urgent need of money but does not have enough money, he can borrow money from the mercenary leader Davos. As long as the request is reasonable, Merses in the baggage camp will deduct the borrowed money from his monthly salary. And there is no interest... These practices in the military camp not only enable soldiers to reduce worries and fight with all their strength, but also reduce gambling, loan sharking, lavish spending and other bad habits in the military.

Mariji is sure that most of the soldiers squandering money in the market are definitely not from the Davos Army Camp. Moreover, the number of soldiers leaving the military camp every day is limited. There are only two places for a team. They must return to the camp when the time comes, otherwise they will Treated with military law.

Mariji witnessed with his own eyes: Davos's efforts to change the army, how many times he faced criticism, and even almost disbanded the army, but he did not give in and finally survived.Nowadays, these soldiers can act according to military regulations. Most of their time is either at the training ground, building some camp facilities, or going to the supply camp to see how much their money has increased.From their scorching and calm eyes, you can tell that this is no longer an ordinary mercenary.

Marij had seen the Spartan army led by Chrysopus, which was a group of well-disciplined killing machines, but lacked the passion for life except for fighting.He also saw that the Persian army, although large in number, was disorganized and lacked faith, especially the servants.The army of Davos not only has the bravery and discipline of the Spartans, but also has the belief in fighting to the death for a better survival, not to mention they also have a magical commander.What would happen if Davos had not 2000 men, but 3 or [-] men?This beautiful vision is one of the reasons that attracted Mariji to stay...

"I found that you sell everything in this market!" Burkos's voice interrupted Mariji's thoughts.

"There's actually a blacksmith shop!"

"It's just a small shop that takes orders. Tuliyi won't let us enter the city, but our weapons must be repaired and purchased." Mariji defended.

"What about this guy who buys clay pots?"

"We can't drink water and make soup with our hands."

"A fabric shop?"

"The soldiers' clothes haven't been changed for half a year. We can't let them wear armor when they're not fighting."

"What about this stone shop?"

"Our camp cannot just use trees, the key positions must be solidly secured with stones."

"Where is this ship shop?! Don't tell me that you mercenaries want to build a fleet!" Burkos's face gathered anger and shouted loudly: "You are robbing! You robbed the market in Thurii. Stealing Thurii’s wealth!”

Mariji lowered his head and defended in a low voice: "The quantity of goods bought and sold is not large -"

Note: Scylletium, a city-state in Magna Graecia, south of Crotone.

(End of this chapter)