Mediterranean Hegemon of Ancient Greece Chapter 21: Information about the mercenary market (part 2)

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"I really admire the leader of Daves. He not only commands battles, but also has ideas for business! He made a lot of valuable suggestions. For example, at the entrance of the market, I was planning to use two heavily armed The soldiers came to guard, and 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 becomes what you see. Now it seems that the customers’ reactions are very good... Haha... By the way, including these weighing devices is also his suggestion. There are many such suggestions. The reason why this market can become so lively in just 20 days is mainly due to his credit! I think Even if he is not a mercenary, he can definitely become a big businessman with his talents!" These words of Mariji came from the heart.

"Yeah, it's really unexpected." Burcos said copingly, thinking something in his heart.

He turned around and walked into the market. Mariji hurriedly followed and acted as a guide.

As the crowds move forward, the first stall is of course the mercenary's own, so it is very large, with many weird objects and exquisite gold and silver wares placed in different categories... Stop here There are many people watching and asking prices.

"Merses!" Mariji shouted.

The fat man who was instructing the slaves to carry items behind the booth looked back and immediately said with a sigh of relief: "Marigi, are you here to congratulate me?! I have sold a lot of goods today!"

Before Mariji could answer, he saw Burkos, and his face immediately put a smile on his face: "Burkos, you also come to buy things. It just so happens that I have a good thing here, guess what?" As he said, he raised the thing in his hand, which was shining golden and dazzling: it was a thin silver rope, with small gold pieces like cicada wings studded in the middle, forming an inverted triangle, and another one at the top. A silver rope...

Marigi narrowed his eyes and heard Melsis shout: "Marigi, don't talk!"

"What is this?" Moras asked curiously.

Meersis saw everyone crowding around curiously, put on a wretched smile, and said mysteriously: "This is the gift that little Cyrus gave to his most beautiful concubine. It is the best gold in Persia. It is a wonderful thing specially made by the craftsman for the little Cyrus that can provide that kind of fun! Guess, where will the little Cyrus's beloved concubine wear it?"

"Could it be...below..." someone yelled uncertainly.

"That's right, you seem to be very experienced!" Melses finished speaking, and there was an ambiguous laugh.

"It is said that the little Cyrus concubine wears it every night, together with the little Cyrus... Um... When the little Cyrus died in battle, his concubine was captured by the King of Persia. He was left in the barracks and was picked up by our soldiers." Merses held the gold chain and swayed in front of the crowd: "You sniff...There may be the body fragrance of Cyrus' love concubine on it. I wanted to stay by myself, but unfortunately I don’t have a wife yet. Think about it, you guys, if you buy it home, you can experience the joy of life in the Persian royal family with your wife or lover!"

After listening to Burkos, he was actually a little moved.

A person next to him already shouted: "How much? I bought it!"

When Burkos saw it, he realized that he was a businessman in the city-state of Siriting.

"It's not expensive, it's not expensive. Look, how exquisite this thing is made! Moreover, these are all made of pure gold, and the weight is not light!" The sound of "clap crap": "The lowest price is... um... fifty Dalik gold coins."

"I'll give out fifty-five gold coins, and this thing belongs to me!" the merchant Siriting shouted.

"I'll give out sixty gold coins!" someone shouted.

"Hey, I bought it first!"

"But my price is higher than yours!"

"Sixty-five Dalik coins!"

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Marigi didn't expect that Melsis would make such a rich profit by composing living utensils rarely seen by Persian nobles into royal household items. But he didn't want to remind Melxisch that if Kristia had heard of this, I'm afraid he wouldn't have a good impression of him.

Seeing Burkos crowding out the crowd, he hurriedly followed.

"I think you have other city-state merchants here to buy and sell." Burks said.

"There are quite a few. Tarantum, Siritim, Corenia, Crotone and other city states have them."

Bulcos' eyelids twitched when he heard Crotone.

At this moment, Moras pointed to the dozen or so strong men in front of him and said, "These people are all soldiers in your barracks."

Mariji took a look and replied: "It may be a soldier in the mercenary camp nearby."

"I think there are a lot of soldiers who buy things in this market, do you seem to be very rich." Burcos said jokingly.

Maliji smiled perfunctorily: "The mercenary, after today is over, I don't even know if there will be tomorrow, of course you have to enjoy it if you have money."

When Burkos heard this, his expression was dim, and he sighed: "Yes, it's not easy for anyone to live in this troubled world."

Marigi didn't speak. In fact, the soldiers in the Davos Barracks are not in such a state of mind at all. Daves inherited and carried forward Menon's approach, and he strengthened his role as a heavyweight. During the war, the soldiers gave most of their belongings to the heavy camp for storage, and even had to write on the camp’s registration form clearly who would inherit their belongings in the event of misfortune. So that after he dies in battle, he can give his relics to his heirs... etc. And when the soldier is in urgent need of money and the money is not enough, he can borrow from the mercenary leader Daves, as long as the request is reasonable, the heavy camp Mersis will deduct the debt after borrowing the money from the monthly salary. And there is no interest...These practices in the military camp not only enable the soldiers to lessen their concerns and fight with all their strength, but also reduce gambling, usury, and squandering and other vices in the military.

Maliji is sure that most of the soldiers who squandered money in the market are not from the Daves Barracks, and there is a limit on the number of soldiers who can go out of the barracks every day. There are only two places in a squad, and they must return to the camp when the time comes. , Otherwise it will be treated as military law.

Maliji witnessed it with his own eyes: Daves faced many reproaches for the efforts he made to change this army, and even almost disbanded the army, but he did not back down and finally survived. Now these soldiers can act according to military regulations. Most of the time, they are either in training grounds, building camp facilities, or going to the barracks to see how much their money has increased. From their scorching heat and calm eyes, you can feel that this is no longer an ordinary mercenary.

Marigi has seen the Spartan army led by Crythorpes. It is a group of disciplined killing machines, but apart from fighting, it lacks passion for life. He has also seen the Persian army, despite its large number, but with poor discipline and lack of faith, especially the servant army. And Daves's army 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 that they have a magical commander. What if Davers's staff were not 2,000, but 20,000 or 30,000? This beautiful vision is one of the reasons that attracted Mariji to stay...

"I found you have everything in this market!" Burcos's voice interrupted Mariji's thoughts.

"There is a blacksmith shop!"

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

"Then who bought clay pots?"

"We can't use our hands when we drink water and make soup."

"Fabric shop?"

"The soldiers' clothes have not been changed for half a year, so you can't let them wear armor even when they are not in war."

"What about this stone shop?"

"We can't just use trees in our camp. The key position is to use stones to be firm."

"Where is this boat shop?! Don't tell me, your mercenary has to build a fleet!" Burkos gathered anger on his face and yelled, "You are a robbery! You robbed Tury. Stolen Turri’s wealth!"

Maliji lowered his head and said in a low voice: "The quantity of goods sold and sold is not much--"

Note: Scylletium, a city-state of Greater Greece, is south of Crotone.