Plundering the Dao of the Immortal Journey Chapter 504: Keselia
Banquet Hall
Fruits, grilled meats, desserts and fine wine were placed on the banquet table, which made the merchants smile, which showed that Prince Paris valued them.
Everyone is seated, and Pei Ziyun said: "Everyone, I can provide some convenience for your business in Troy, but I hope that when you introduce the local dignitaries and commodity prices, the more detailed the better."
"Of course, you have to provide some convenience when my ship docks in your area."
"That's natural." Businessmen are all promises.
"Come, to celebrate the first cooperation, toast." Pei Ziyun raised his glass and drank it in one fell swoop.
"Dry." The merchants also drank the wine.
Everyone's cooperation has officially started.
When the banquet was over, Pei Ziyun sent these merchants out of the mansion, and now the trivial things that were sent to and from him, every time he had to do it himself, it would be nice to have a competent person to help him do things.
"There is really a shortage of people now." Pei Ziyun couldn't help muttering when he returned to the garden.
I have bought a lot of slaves along the way, but none of them have developed into a subordinate. The real one is Gusnier, and he is still in Amazon and has not returned, and suddenly no one is available.
was thinking about what was going on. The ten new female slaves were wiping the banquet hall. One of them heard Pei Ziyun’s muttering and plucked up the courage to stand up: "Prince Paris, I’m Koselia, my My father is an Athenian scholar. I can speak three languages and arithmetic. I want to do things for you, Prince Paris."
"Huh?" Pei Ziyun was startled slightly and looked at her.
searched for this girl named Koselia in her mind, remembering that she had simple information when the palace was handed over, saying that she was only fourteen years old.
"I knew so many skills at a very young age. I must have received a good education in this era before. Why did I become a slave?" Pei Ziyun frowned secretly.
"Prince Paris, Koselia is ignorant, I hope she didn't offend you." At this moment, the two servants saw Koselia's performance, and their faces paled in fear, fearing that Koselia's actions would annoy Pa Prince Reese, come here quickly and drag her down forcibly.
"Oh, it doesn't matter, you go down and leave Koselia here." Pei Ziyun stopped the actions of the two servants.
"Yes, honorable prince." The two servants stepped back, not forgetting to give Koselia a fierce look, and warned her not to talk nonsense, so as not to offend Prince Paris.
Pei Ziyun turned his head to Koseliya: "Koseliya, your courage has given you a chance. I hope you cherish it. Tell me why you became a slave?"
She is a lovely girl with delicate skin and dark curly hair, brown almond eyes, and slender limbs like a fawn.
Koselia mustered up the courage: "Prince Paris, although my father is a respected scholar, he is still a Gentile in Athens."
"You should know that this is the rule of most city-states."
" Gentiles are allowed to live in Athens for generations, but they have no citizenship, nor can they be naturalized as citizens, cannot buy land, marry a woman from their own country, cannot be regarded as a legal marriage, and must pay a head tax that is not paid by Athens citizens, etc. ."
"How unfair all this is to us Gentiles, farmland is the most important thing. Without farmland, there is no stable income and we can only rely on work."
"My father originally had a job, but later fell ill, lost his job, and owed a lot of expenses, and the whole family went bankrupt."
Pei Ziyun knew that Koselia was right. Athens did have this rule, and all Gentiles were not allowed to buy land locally.
In other words, reproducible assets are not allowed to be owned by Gentiles.
All city-states will instinctively monopolize reproducible assets, so that even freedmen Gentiles can be reduced to slaves at any time, because human labor is too unreliable.
When I was young, I had little knowledge and skills, and I couldn’t make money. I had to pay tuition, whether it was social or academic tuition.
When I get old, my physical strength declines and I can’t do what I want, let alone diseases and disasters, so people can’t live by work.
Work is the most beautiful thing, but if it is just work, it is a hidden slave.
This is actually a means by which the city-state exploits the Gentiles.
"Father eventually passed away. I really had no choice but to become a slave. Later, I was trafficked to Troy and I gave you to Prince Paris."
Koselia sadly told these unbearable past events, which are indeed unbearable for a fourteen-year-old girl.
Pei Ziyun listened to her story silently, thinking.
Koselia’s experience is not special. She became a slave due to illness or change. It is very common among slaves.
Of course, the biggest source of slavery in this era is war.
It's just a coincidence that Koseliya would have appeared. Although all the things she said are okay, she should be more careful. After all, her layout has now reached a critical time.
Thinking of this, Pei Ziyun said in his heart: "The feeling of a priest."
carefully observed with the means of a priest, and found that the girl in front of her had a natural aura, and there were not many traces of the gods, it did not seem to be deliberately arranged by the gods.
"Isn't it the chess piece of the gods?" Pei Ziyun was a little surprised. He looked at the coincidences of Koseliya and the continuous events, and he couldn't help thinking about the worst in his heart.
"That's right, the gods are aloof, I really disdain to use such methods against me." Pei Ziyun laughed at himself: "Besides, if the gods already know my plan, they won't play with me at all, just drop and kill."
Thinking of this, he said to Koselia: "You come with me."
When there is a lack of people, if Koselia has no problems, I might as well give her a chance.
went through the garden and arrived in the room. After Pei Ziyun sat down, he asked solemnly: "Keselia, what do you want from me?"
"I want to be free." Koselia said firmly.
"What a simple and simple pursuit!" Pei Ziyun sighed secretly, shaking his head and said lightly: "But this is not an easy task."
"Keselia, you have to understand that even a hardworking and loyal servant takes twenty years to redeem."
"I can achieve this goal in twenty years." Koselia's tone was firm.
To be honest, Pei Ziyun has seen so many slaves, and there has never been a slave that can impress him more than this Koselia.
This girl gave him the feeling that he possessed a kind of unyielding quality, and the spirit of swearing to give up before reaching the goal made him appreciate it very much.
He sighed and said, "What I want is someone who can do things for me. Tell me what you can do?"
"I can do whatever you want me to do." Koseliya replied still so concisely, without a slight twist.
"That's it." Pei Ziyun sighed again and again, looked closely at Koseliya in front of him, smiled suddenly, and said: “Koseliya, I have something you can do now, but I am not too Don’t worry, it depends on what you do to determine whether you are suitable."
"Prince Paris, my respected master, tell me, as long as I can do it, I will do my best."
"Okay, I have three ships now, and I will add them in the future. I need a document that records the cargo and is responsible for the letter."
"Clerk?" Cassella's eyes widened. She really didn't expect Prince Paris to ask her to do such a thing. This was an important duty in the noble family.
"Dear master, I am willing to try it." Koselia said.
If the real Prince Paris, she would not comfort her at all, but Pei Ziyun saw her anxiety and raised a point: "You can speak three languages. This allows you to communicate well with the outside world. The most important thing is You have mastered arithmetic. This is the minimum requirement of a clerk. If you don’t know arithmetic, then I won’t choose you."
"Thank you, master, for giving me this opportunity. I will definitely work hard." Koselia said.
"Well, there is nothing more to do, please go down."
"Okay, dear master." Koseliya walked out slowly.
The room fell silent, and Pei Ziyun was a little happy, but even if Koselia was right, he would not tell her the secret—in fact, there was no need to tell.
The merchants all over Greece, the goods and letters to and from, and the paperwork to deal with it are more than enough.
"The most important thing next is that when I set off for an envoy to Greece, I can visit the city-states that I pass by along the sea route, so I have finalized the route and contacts."
Thinking of this, Pei Ziyun suddenly thought, shouting: "System!"
As he called, a plum appeared in front of his eyes, and quickly zoomed in ~IndoMTL.com~ to become a semi-transparent data frame, floating in the field of vision with a faint sense of light, and data appeared in front of my eyes.
"Hero Bloodline: Second (85.3%)"
looked at the space again, and saw that in the space, between the two colonnades, two cast iron statues were standing. Although there was still a trace of power being stripped, there was not much.
"The power required for the third level, one monster is no longer enough."
"Where to find a new monster? It must be a monster that is close to the blood of the gods!"
"It seems that we have to seek power in prestige."
"And prestige, there is a chance."
" I can tell the king that when I am going to Greece, I visit various city-states along the way. Even if I can’t win allies, I can also fight for neutrality. Although I know it’s useless, the king doesn’t know what’s going on in the future. He will think this It can be done."
"In this case, I can use the king's gold to brush all over Greece. Although the promotion of reputation is relatively slow, when I reach Sparta, I can at least be promoted to the third level!"
"The process can also be laid out. It's really three birds with one stone."
"Next time I go to see the king, I will bring up this idea, and the king will agree." Thinking of this, Pei Ziyun only felt his body loose, and the weight of the boulder that was originally on his body seemed to be lighter.
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