I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World Chapter 1533: Straight slave owner

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"Respected Marshal Jiang Chen of the New Pan-Asian Cooperation, I am the ambassador from the United Arab Emirates, Chief Zaria. Please allow me to send you the highest respect and symbolism on behalf of Chief Duaman A gift of friendship. "

In the tone of his voice, Zarya slightly possessed, Jiang Chen could perceive the arrogance in his eyes, although he was carefully hidden behind the humble tone.

Strictly speaking, the situation facing the African continent is much better than that of the Pan-Asian region. Almost all the survivors of Europe, eastern North and South America, and parts of Central Asia and South Asia have fled to that continent.

The survivors brought not only technology, but also labor and equipment left over from the battlefield. If it were not for the inertia of the Africans themselves and the tradition of living in time and playing music, the African continent had already become the most prosperous land since the war.

But what did they do?

The North African Union, now the non-United Arab Emirates, is fighting the South African Union. After the South African Union was rushed to Madagascar, the large and small tribes within the United Arab Emirates fought back on their own. The South African Union is even more strange. After seeing their old enemies in a mess, their first reaction was not to catch up with their salaries, but to relieve their breath, and they began to break through the parliament for some petty problems.

So Chu Nan is right, they are now like a bloated and weak giant, guarding a gold mine that the world covets. If it were n’t for NAC ’s low population, I ’m afraid it would be impossible to digest such a huge amount of land. Now Jiang Chen does n’t even see this messenger, just send a unit to “exploration”.

During the meeting, Zaria repeated his request.

Includes the demand for slaves and the willingness to bid for each slave.

"If you are not willing to cooperate, we can only choose to deal with the dictators in the south. Their asking price is slightly lower than yours, but we are very worried about their strength. What we need is a strong enough Partners can provide us with slaves continuously ... "Zaria said that Tu Tuohengfei seemed to be certain that Jiang Chen would sell his compatriots without hesitation.

This is everyone's thinking inertia. Many people always bring their own farts into the role of the other party.

In Zarya ’s eyes, no tribal chief would refuse such a cost-effective deal, but what he did not understand was that Jiang Chen from a civilized society was very disgusted with the inefficient and inhuman slavery business, What's more, the "sib" is sold as goods to Africa, which has broken through his bottom line.

Jiang Chen didn't turn his face immediately.

Just a moment ago, listening to Chief Zaria ’s talk, describing how rich their tribe is, Jiang Chen suddenly flashed his head, his eyes moved slightly, and he said with a smile.

"What is the area of ​​the land you want to develop?"

"Twenty million acres, located on the shores of Lake Victoria." Chief Zaria said in a showy tone, "This area has been deserted since fifty years ago, and now we have decided to reclaim that wasteland into farmland . "

Like the style that a chief should have.

Unfortunately, it was not a tribal leader sitting in front of him, but a businessman.

"How much do you produce per mu?" Jiang Chen smiled and continued to ask.

Zaria hesitated and looked at Jiang Chen with some confusion, then exchanged her gaze with the wizard next to her, and finally looked at Jiang Chen again and continued.

"Probably about 700 kg, is there any problem?"

Seven hundred catties ...

Hearing this number, Jiang Chen couldn't help shaking his head in his heart.

Sure enough, letting black people farm is a stupid choice. Letting black people command white or yellow races is a stupid choice that can no longer be stupid. He was somewhat aware of the reason why these black men could hold a good hand, but in the end they played a rotten reason.

A hundred kilograms per mu!

You know, this is the 22nd century!

Not to mention how many years the land has been returned to farming. The fertileness is outrageous, and I wish I could sow a handful of seeds and grow a lot of rice. Not to mention that the crops in the tropics mature quickly, like rice and sugar cane ripening three times a year are common.

"So, if you want to buy slaves, you are just planning to reclaim 20 million mu of land, right?" Jiang Chen said with a smile.

"Yes." Chief Zaria was delighted and saw that there was something happening, so he quickly said, "We need two hundred thousand slaves."

"Two hundred thousand slaves ... somewhat difficult," Jiang Chen touched his chin, pretending to think seriously, and said, "The total population of NAC is not more than one million. The 20 you want Ten thousand slaves are already equivalent to one-fifth of our total population. "

“There is no need to pay in one lump sum, we can cooperate for a long time. I want all the slaves you capture, at the previous price ... No, I am willing to pay an extra 100 kg of food for each slave, as long as you It is enough to supply us with 20,000 slaves, "Chief Zaria said sincerely.

"So," Jiang Chen sighed, "I thought of a better way of cooperation."

Chief Zaria froze a little, feeling a little wary.

"What kind of cooperation?"

"Eight hundred pounds."

"What do you mean?" Zaria frowned.

"Twenty million mu is contracted to us, and we will help you develop it," Jiang Chenwei smiled. "For every mu of cultivated land developed, we will pay 900 kilograms of grain to your chieftain Du Aman. We will Send engineers to help you build water conservancy projects for free, and at the same time study the methods of maximizing the use of cultivated land to ensure that one acre of land is developed with the highest efficiency. "

Zaria was stunned. He never expected Jiang Chen to make such a request.

Instinctively he wants to refuse.

But he thought about it, would n’t this be equivalent to letting the entire NAC serve himself?

Thinking of it, Zaria couldn't refuse it.

"Not only that, if you are interested, we can also pay with weapons. Rifles, bullets, and even power armor, I believe your chieftain, should you be interested in these things?"

Zaria's expression moved slightly.

"Can you plan to sell power armor?"

The production of power armor requires a complete set of military production lines. It is not impossible to do manual DIY production with a 3D printer, but most of the quality is uneven. For example, the tribe of Chief Duaman, although it can also produce power armor, is more productive than the sixth block before the completion of industrialization. One or two units can be built every month.

The number of powered armor sets directly determines the fighting power of a tribe and determines the status of a tribal chief.

"Well, although it is not easy for us to produce power armor," Jiang Chen made a face with a reluctant expression, "but for our long-term friendship, I think we It is necessary to make a little concession. "

"I can't give you a guarantee, but I will convey your proposal to the chieftain," condensing the arrogance and contempt in his initial eyes, Zarya's eyes are eager, even looking at Jiang Chen Chen, "I hope this time next month, we can talk about this issue."

"Well, I hope that at that time, you can come back here with a friendly proposal," Jiang Chen endured the smile in his stomach and nodded slightly. "As a return to the box of corn, I have one here. Titanium alloy T-3 power armor, I hope you can accept it. "