MTL - I-Chapter 1006 1002【Blood purification document】

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  Chapter 1006 1002 [Blood Purification Document]

   "Iron... pot, two... bites!"

  The native Indians spoke stiff Chinese, pointing to the iron pot and making gestures.

   "No," Feng Xing was afraid that the natives would not understand, so he raised a finger and said, "I only exchange one iron pot every year."

  The aborigines became anxious immediately, and chattered a lot.

  Feng Xing could barely understand a few words, and it seemed that the tribes further east were in need. After finding out the reason, Feng Xing became more determined: "I only change one iron pot every year."

  The natives had no choice but to choose other products.

  Feng Xing used to be a clerk in a store. Because he had studied in middle school for two years and was also smart, the shopkeeper admired him a lot. Later, I got to know the owner, was appreciated by the owner, and was promoted to the third shopkeeper of the semicolon in a few years.

   Just when he was promoted to the second shopkeeper, Feng Xing committed a crime.

   This guy was dragged to gamble by his elementary school classmates, and he was addicted to it. After losing his savings, he still owed a lot of usury, so he was obsessed with the idea of ​​making money from the trading company.

   Soon he was discovered, and he fled in fear of crime.

   On the way to escape, Feng Xing became more and more angry as he thought about it. He is the second shopkeeper of the semicolon at a young age, with a promising future, but he actually ruined his life because of gambling. Moreover, he suspected that he had been set up by someone, and those guys partnered to defraud him of his money.

  So Feng Xing stopped running away and went back to kill the classmate who lured him to gamble. Then he rushed into the underground casino, chased down the croupiers and gamblers who often played cards together, and after killing two people, they were twisted and sent to see the officials.

  Feng Xing was of course sentenced to death, the underground casino was also shut down, and the usury partner with the casino was also imprisoned.

  Feng Xing, who was killed after autumn, was lucky enough to escape his life, and was thrown by Li Quan to Xindeng Village to be in charge of the village's foreign trade affairs.

  Under the auspices of Feng Xing, the iron pot and iron ax are only sold in limited quantities. This made the natives very anxious, and took the initiative to increase the price to buy. After two or three years, the fur in exchange for the same iron pot almost doubled.

  The current trade process is: Xin Deng Village in exchange for Li Quan's supplies, and then sold to the aboriginals for fur. The indigenous tribe next door is also earning a difference, getting ironware from Xindeng Village and selling it to other tribes in the alliance.

  The price of sea otter fur in China ranks among the top three among all furs.

  California is full of sea otters!

   How much can agricultural products be sold for? Xindeng Village's prosperity depends entirely on the fur trade.

   "Another... an axe." The native begged.

  Feng Xing sighed and said, "Oh, we don't have many axes."

  The aborigine stretched out two palms: "Add... ten... sea otter skin."

  Feng Xingmian made it difficult for him: "Since you are so sincere, I will sell you another axe."

   "Thank you!" The native was grateful for this, and said "Thank you" perfectly.

  Feng Xing pointed to a pile of goods next to him: "These cotton cloths can be sold, you can count them slowly."

  These natives are not good at mathematics. When trading items, they have to do it slowly.

  The aborigine was inspecting the cotton cloth, but suddenly his eyes lit up, and he saw a small mirror next to him, and immediately said: "Mirror... I want it!"

  Feng Xing said: "Mirrors are very precious. Those wolf skins, deer skins, and bear skins left by you... Hey, you can't understand after talking about it. Mirror, exchange... all of you!"

   "All?" The natives understood.

   "Yes, all of them." Feng Xing nodded.

"it is good!"

  The aborigines picked up the mirror, handed over the rest of the fur to Feng Xing, and then led them away happily.

  Wei Zhaonan watched the aborigines go away, and couldn't help feeling: "You profiteers, can you ever do business without cheating people?"

Feng Xing smiled and said: "How can this be called deceiving people? Rare things are the most valuable. In the past few years, only one mirror has been replaced, which is very precious to the aborigines. I have inquired a long time ago. When the aborigines get the mirror, Give it to the wizards for safekeeping, saying that they can communicate with their gods. Mr. Village Chief, the mirror is a sacrificial vessel here!"

  Wei Zhaonan also found it funny: "If you are in charge of trade, everyone has indeed chosen the right person."

   "Isn't that right? I've only been here for four years, and the land in the village has doubled." Feng Xing said triumphantly.

  This guy uses the iron ax as a restricted commodity, and takes advantage of the war among the natives to sell the iron ax as a weapon. Moreover, when they heard that others were about to go to war, they took the initiative to come to the door to sell.

  Ten iron axes, bought a large piece of land, directly doubled the land of the village community.

   Of course, the indigenous tribes next door are not bad either.

  They have iron axes to fight, and they control the trade to Xindeng Village. They have sprung up in the entire alliance, and the tribal chief even became the deputy leader of the alliance. They put a one-meter-long wooden handle on the iron axe, and when they fought against the tribal alliance in the south, they were often able to expand their territory southward with one enemy.

  These natives even regarded the Han people as fools.

  A small piece of land can be exchanged for so many iron axes. Relying on this weapon, they have already conquered more than ten times the territory.

   After finishing the business, Feng Xing walked towards the crew's station, greeting and talking and laughing all the way, and finally stood outside Li Quan's tent and shouted: "Feng Xing, please see Commander Li."

   "Come in... Forget it, I'll go out." Li Quan lifted the curtain of the tent.

  Feng Xing handed over a self-grown and self-wrapped cigar: "Commander Li, taste it, it's a new product grown last year."

  Li Quan took the cigar: "Let's talk."

Feng Xing said: "This time I received a letter from my wife, she wanted to come and reunite with me, and the elder son came with me. The younger son was not old enough, and he was afraid that he would not be able to withstand the rough seas, so he was adopted by my elder brother. When I grow up, it is best to marry in my hometown, but here is too far away. Commander Li will return to China next year..."

  Li Quan nodded and said: "I understand, bring your wife and children here. The wife will not talk about it. Are you really willing to let your son come here?"

  Feng Xing explained: "The eldest son of my family does not study well, his brain is not bright, and he has no future in his hometown. It is better to come here to farm."

"Okay, you write a letter, and I'll send it to you," Li Quan said, "I'm sure I won't be able to pick it up next year. Your hometown is in the mountains of Anhui. When your wife and children receive the letter, let them go to Shanghai's trading company in the spring." Wait, I'll pick him up next year."

  Feng Xing cupped his hands excitedly: "I am grateful, I am grateful!"

   After resting in the village for two or three days, Li Quan continued to set sail with the fleet. In addition to food and fur, there were letters and silver taels sent home by the villagers.

  Sihai Trading Co., Ltd. has people who send letters and money, but they have to charge a certain amount of money.

  Although Xindeng Village exchanged goods, some of them were converted into silver and sent back to the villagers’ families in China.

  Looking at the continuous development of the colonial stronghold, although the speed is very slow, Li Quan still has a sense of accomplishment. He believes that he is expanding his territory, not only can he make money from trade, but he can also leave his name in history after his death.

  Li Quan's trading fleet has grown to ten ships, and each ship has been licensed to install twelve cannons (other armed merchant ships in China can only have six cannons per ship).

  This has led to the annual import of silver from the Americas into China, which has doubled.

  The Spanish colonial officials were also completely crazy. The Governor of the Philippines tried to sell everything and raised money to build a new galleon. The ship was not reported to the King of Spain and was used exclusively for smuggling. The profits were divided between officials and investors, which intensified the flow of American silver into China.

  In the coastal areas of China, inflation has become more and more serious, and gradually spread to inland provinces.

  By raising interest rates and conquering Mobei, the imperial court eased the inflation a little bit, but it is not the way to go on like this, and the prices will definitely become more and more expensive in the future.

  The prosperity of American smuggling and the accelerated inflow of Chinese goods made the cities of the Spanish American colonies more "prosperous".

   To the people of America, all smugglers are cuties!

  Why can’t Americans buy daily necessities even if they have money?

  Because from the beginning, Spain restricted the industrial development of America.

  Take cotton as an example. Cotton grown in Mexico is not allowed to be processed into cotton cloth in Mexico and must be sold to merchants designated by the royal family. These Spanish merchants bought cotton and shipped it to Seville, and they did not develop industries in Spain, but sold it to Dutch merchants.

  The Netherlands (including Belgium) was the European textile center at this time. It bought Mexican cotton to make cotton cloth, and sold it back to Spanish merchants, who then sold the cotton cloth back to Mexico.

   With such a coquettish operation, the industries of Spain and Mexico were destroyed, and only the royal family and resellers could make money.

  The people of Mexico grow a large amount of cotton every year, but they can only buy a few hands of European cotton cloth, which is not only expensive, but also scarce.

   Li Quan openly sold cotton cloth at a "low price" in Mexico. In the eyes of the locals, he was a living Buddha!

   Arrived at the trading port again, merchants gathered inside and outside the town.

  Moreover, the number of businessmen who heard the news increased year by year, and some came to barter, directly exchanging fur and other goods for cotton cloth and silk.

  In addition to normal transactions, Li Quan also met several Indo-European mixed blood.

   "You want to go to China by boat?" Li Quan was a little surprised.

  An Indo-European mixed race named Julio asked in an anxious tone: "Can you allow us to take the boat? We can pay the boat fare. If it is not enough, we will be sailors on the boat to pay for the boat."

  Li Quan smiled and said, "What are you doing in China?"

   "We want to leave Mexico and go to the outside world." Julio said.

  Li Quan asked strangely: "Why don't you take a Spanish ship?"

  Julio lowered his head and explained: "We have no money to buy blood purification documents, and we are not eligible to take Spanish ships."

   "Okay, I allow you to board the boat." Li Quan nodded.

  Indo-European hybrids in the Americas must spend huge sums of money to purchase blood purification instruments before they can be upgraded to native whites.

  Being a native white man, he is eligible to take a boat to study in Europe, and when he returns to America, his status is close to that of a colonist, and he has the qualifications to be a colonial official—just a qualification.

  The more Indo-European mixed races have been to China, when they return to the Americas, they will definitely promote racial tolerance in China and that China does not engage in blood purification.

  When Li Quan returned with a few Indo-European hybrids, the Spanish monopoly businessmen were suing the king.

  The monopolies found that the goods they shipped from Europe were getting harder and harder to sell in the Americas. Especially for cotton cloth, after discounts and then discounts, sales continued to decline.

  So they sent people to investigate and found that smuggling was serious on the west coast of Mexico.

   "Your Majesty, please increase the fleet on the west coast of America, and prohibit all Chinese ships from docking!"

  (end of this chapter)