This is a Miracle

"The Three-Headed Dog Chamber of Commerce, the largest chamber of commerce in the Kingdom of Gunsan, covers trade in dozens of fields such as aquatic products, minerals, jewelry, textiles, and shipping."

Gonia was Bai Luo's representative. Seeing that she knew so much about the Three-Headed Dog Chamber of Commerce, she smiled and said, "Yes, we belong to the Three-Headed Dog Chamber of Commerce."

"However, although the slave trade is very profitable, it is not too glorious after all."

"Especially in some countries that expressly stipulate that human trafficking is not allowed," Gonia: "Your business will be more difficult to do."

"Sometimes, it's not difficult to do it."

Bazihu ​​took a sip of red wine and changed the subject: "For the market, slave trade must be established in various places. After all, the people above them need us."

The trade of slaves is not only conducive to the guidance of the population.

More importantly, it can make the law and order of a country chaotic, so that a lot of eyeliners and undercover agents can be stuffed into it.

So, like the Holy Empire and the Far North Empire.

Although these two countries explicitly prohibit slave trade, in private, there are actually many people doing this kind of business.

"Our side is called Mingshi, and theirs is called Black Market."

"The name is a bit unpleasant," mustache: "But the slave trade is the slave trade. What's the difference between good and bad, as long as there is money to be made?"

"I don't care about that."

Bai Luo said: "I need slaves, a large number of slaves, preferably young people in their teens."

People are the source of power for the development of miracles.

Just like Lilith cultivates witches, Elsa awakens the magic of ice and snow, which is her personal talent, which Lilith originally did not have.

But if Elsa has it, so will Lilith.

So, if there are thousands of witches who research and create, each one of them, will provide Lilith power.

This is the relationship between miracles and miracle people.

In addition, young people represent plasticity and loyalty, and they can be brainwashed, in a way, far better than adults who have already formed.

Moreover, the study of miracles itself needs to be cultivated by itself. This is not an overnight, but a ten-year or a century-long educational project.

Only when these children grow up, form a scale, and continue to flow.

At that time, Aden could be called a miraculous territory with a profound background.

"child..."

Beard didn't ask Bai Luo why he wanted a child. Slave merchants shouldn't ask questions: "Okay, other than that, is there anything else?"

"In addition to children, men and women who have grown up, or a family with a family, I also want."

Bai Luo actually needs people very much.

With population, more children will be born.

Bai Luo is willing to wait ten or twenty years in exchange for a group of native 'Adonites'.

"Do they need their own skills?"

"It doesn't matter if you don't," Bai Luo said, "Even if it is the most ordinary farmer, as long as it meets my above requirements, I will."

Bai Luo doesn't care about talents, after all, talents can be cultivated by themselves, and they are even more loyal.

"What about the quantity?"

"How much can you carry," Bai Luo said in a deep voice, "I want as much."

"..."

For the first time, the mustache showed a strange look, and he looked at Bai Luo puzzled: "Are you serious?"

"Next, let me talk."

When Gonia spoke, Bai Luo raised his hand to signal, while he sat there with the old god and watched Gonia perform.

"John."

Little John quickly took out a box that everyone brought, and put it on the table.

"spices?"

In fact, the mustache has already smelled the smell inside. As the leader of a large slave caravan,

He naturally knew what it was: "What's in it, black pepper?"

"It's all black pepper!"

After Gonia finished speaking, John immediately opened the box, and the box full of black peppers, even the mustache, looked straight.

"These are deposits."

"Um?!"

Beard stood up in surprise: "So many?"

If these black peppers are converted into gold coins, there must be at least 50 large gold coins, which is equivalent to 5 million in the previous life.

And this is just a deposit!

"Snapped!"

Just when the mustache was surprised, the lid of the box was closed by John, and Gonia said, "Our condition is that the slaves originally transported to the Holy Empire will be delivered to us in batches."

"Anyway, some ordinary slaves are not easy to sell there. Why don't you sell them to us?"

"Um."

Beard: "What you said makes sense."

"Boom!"

The next moment, another box fell on the table, and after opening it, there was still black pepper inside.

"Sigh~~~"

This time, the moustache was silent.

Although the answer was quick before, the mustache still has concerns. After all, the trade with the Holy Empire is more important to serve the Kingdom of Mountains.

However, Bai Luo gave too much.

"Two boxes, deposit?"

"Two boxes, deposit!"

The mustache and Gonia said the same thing, but the tone was completely different.

After hesitating, the mustache really began to hesitate.

"You want too many people, even me..."

If Bai Luo wanted dozens or hundreds, it would be fine, but looking at today's situation, Bai Luo definitely didn't want such a slave.

This made Beard begin to doubt Bai Luo's identity, who he was, and why did he buy so many slaves.

"Boom!"

This is the third box, equivalent to a deposit of 150 large gold coins.

Just ask if you dare.

Gonia is not afraid of running away after taking the deposit with the mustache, because once the businessman tastes the sweetness, he will never go back.

Let me ask, here you can earn tens of millions at one time, and there are only a few millions of hard work, and you have to suffer from all kinds of anger.

If it is you, can you forget the beauty of tens of millions?

So Gonia knew very well that what she wanted was to impress the mustache.

If knocking doesn't work, then shoot it, hit it, and smash it with money!

Aden is not short of money, Bai Luo can pour out a ton of black pepper like this for you a week.

"I do!"

Beard agreed, very decisive.

As a businessman, a fool would not do such a profit.

If you're worried about the risk here, what's not to risk being sunk by a storm by transporting slaves by sea?

Afraid of this and that, how can it be a big deal?

"Welcome to cooperate with the Three-Headed Dog Slave Chamber of Commerce!"

Moustache got up, took out the agreement decisively, pushed it in front of Bai Luo, and let him watch: "Our slave is definitely the best."

"..."

Bai Luo was noncommittal, and Gonia didn't say anything, she just asked John to hand over the deposit to the other party.

At the same time, Bai Luo stared at the mustache, and on the other side of his eyes, Lilith on Aden Island, a pale green light appeared on his body.

"I curse you, if you carry this contract, you will die immediately!"

After Lilith finished speaking, an invisible force attached to him without the mustache being aware of it.

The mustache is just an ordinary person, and it is impossible for him to resist Lilith's curse.

This is also the insurance that Bai Luo gave to the Adonites.

If the mustache is sincere, then he will be fine.

On the contrary, when the curse broke out, it was impossible for mere mortals to resist the curse from the fairy.

"I'll come, Captain."

Gonia took over the agreement in Bai Luo's hands, she read it carefully, and after getting Bai Luo's gesture, Gonia began to discuss in more detail with the mustache.

Soon, the two sides signed a brand new contract.

From today, the mustache will transport a large number of slaves to an island four days away from Aden, and then Bai Luo will drive a boat to transport them away.

Their trade is settled directly with spices.

This also ensures that the mustache will never know who and where he is trading with.

In addition, if the mustache violates this agreement, then Bai Luo will send someone to come to the door with this agreement.

The reputation of the Three-Headed Dogs Chamber of Commerce is bad, and the mustache is sure to die.

What's more, the mustache will never be satisfied with the mere 150 big gold coins. If he wants more, he will definitely want more!