Chapter 1315 The Water Is Too Deep, I Can’t Control It!
Chapter 1315 The water is too deep, I can’t control it! …
"Witness the Lord God! My brother Kazuto, don't worry about the silkworm seeds for now. You can help me pay attention first... and what our tribe needs more right now is more craftsmen, all kinds of craftsmen! And more Plenty of livestock, especially four-legged horses that can be ridden, and oxen that can plow the fields!…”
The sun sets and the day is almost over. Faced with Mitsuhiro Uyizaki's tempting proposal, Zuvalo shook his head with difficulty after thinking for a long time, and temporarily suppressed this "huge" transaction of "one hundred gold charms".
As for the reason for his refusal, it was not that there was not so much gold in the kingdom's fleet. In fact, there are still 400 kilograms of gold in the bottom cabin of the flagship Snow Wolf. The remaining 1,500 kilograms are stored in the Shennan Mountain Port on the Kamchatka Peninsula. And the consumption along the way... When he went south, he scattered gold talismans everywhere, plus the current trade, he only spent a hundred yuan, which is only a hundred pounds of gold!
You know, the chief priest of Chimel, who is currently sitting on Great Whale Island and in charge of the logistics of northern colonization, has on hand plundered half of the Kingdom in the Lake, the entire Totonac Alliance, a small number of Mayan city-states, plus a collection of gold mountains on the west coast. After a rare high-purity raw ore, nearly ten tons of gold are under control!
For the countries in the Old World, this is almost an incredible and crazy dream number that can trigger the Crusades, completely save Castile's financial crisis, and support Spain's gold funnel-like squandering for decades! And these ten tons of gold, even for Central America, which is rich in gold, is the accumulation brought about by hundreds of years of long-term mining.
However, for Shulot, he did not value these golden and heavy dead things. As long as there are people and sufficient productivity, whether it is the gold mountains that have been found along the North American coast, the gold mines that have been mined by the Alliance, or the Inca golden country in his memory in the south, he can easily make up for this number and produce more gold!
Therefore, instead of letting the Central American gold be deposited in various parts of Central America in the form of gold statues, gold funerary objects, gold carvings, gold utensils, and gold jewelry, it is better to melt it into the main god's golden talisman and transport it to the west coast of North America first. The port is stocked. Then, waiting for the upgrade of transactions with various ministries in the West Sea, there will be a steady stream of truly valuable talents, livestock and materials in exchange! …
Generally speaking, Zuvalo does not lack gold, and the kingdom does not lack gold. If the kingdom's gold is really shipped in a boatload, coupled with the Fresnillo Silver Mine in the Sacascarat Wasteland, it will be enough to easily explode the gold and silver market in the Republic of China, and even cause the Ming Dynasty's gold and silver prices to plummet. !
Of course, for the Ming Dynasty's taxation system, which currently focuses on physical taxation, the decline in gold and silver prices will have a huge impact on the gentry, but it will not shake the foundation of the Ming Dynasty. But when the whip law is reformed and farmers have to convert it into silver to pay taxes, the power of the massive inflow of gold and silver will truly determine the future of the empire!
The commercial prosperity brought by the inflow of gold and silver, the inflationary physical prices, the rapidly growing land annexation, the endless greed of the lords and gentry, the desperate and bankrupt peasants at the bottom, the unprecedented difference in wealth between the north and the south, and the constantly fluctuating silver currency will eventually bury the foundation of the empire. The powder keg of destruction is just waiting for the arrival of the Little Ice Age with no harvest, just like what happened in history...
"O Lord God! Looking at the reactions of these people, the value of this gold in the Xihai tribe is indeed as expected in His Majesty's prophecy, beyond our imagination!..."
"But the power of these Kazuto tribes is beyond my imagination. Just the most remote Kazuto clan can mobilize more than two hundred warriors and thousands of militiamen, not to mention tens of thousands of people further south. A big tribe of 100,000 people, what is the 'Andong big tribe' or the 'Southern big tribe'..."
"Although I have so much gold on hand, I must use it carefully. The amount used each time must not exceed the limit of the other party's greed! ... As for what Chief Kazuto said, what a 'big man' in Kyoto, what a hundred gold The 'silkworm silk craftsman' of the talisman... The water in this place is too deep! If a hundred gold talismans are thrown out, the stormy waves caused may engulf our fleet..."
"O Lord God! Before you have the power in your hands to withstand more powerful risks, you should not attract the attention of the Heguo clan too early! Bobcats hunt rabbits, jaguars hunt foxes, they cannot be out of control, otherwise they will be grasped Can’t live…”
Zuvalo lowered his eyes and allowed his mind to be overwhelmed by numerous thoughts and considerations. He needed to stay calm and let his heart that was swollen by the "golden power" return to caution again.
"Ah! My brother Shantao, I can understand... One hundred pounds of gold is indeed not a small number! It is indeed too reluctant to ask you to use it to exchange for silkworm seeds that can only be raised in the warm south..."
Hearing Chief Shantaru's clear rejection, Mitsuhiro Uyizaki was a little disappointed. After all, if this big business of one hundred gold talismans can be completed, they, the Oyizaki clan, will benefit at least one-third! At least thirty-five golden talismans...
"Buddha! Chief Shantao looks rough and arrogant, but he is actually rational and prudent, and he is also familiar with poetry and Buddhism. How does this behavior make him look like a barbarian chief who has no clan inheritance and comes from the snowy fields of the north? ... Well, although he still doesn't know the other tribe. position. But looking at the opponent’s calm performance, they still have at least a hundred gold talismans in their hands!”
Thinking of the shining gold, Mitsuhiro Uyizaki felt hot in his heart. He blinked and asked with another smile.
"My brother Shantao! Let's not talk about raising silkworms. Are you a craftsman who grows linen and weaves? I only need two gold talismans!"
"Witness the Lord God! I can only give you a piece of gold talisman, and not now. But next time I bring the craftsman and the seeds with me to trade!..."
"Ah...okay! Who made you my brother!...Well, how many gold talismans are you willing to pay for the senior shipwright you wanted before?..."
"A senior shipwright...well, can he build a sea-going ship?..."
"Ah! A sea-going ship?..."
Mitsuhiro Uyizaki paused, this was a question he didn't expect. He pondered for a while and then said with a smile.
"The big man I know in Kyoto once obtained a sea-going ship and a shipwright, and even brought it to my family, but something happened later... My brother Shantao! If you really want to build a sea-going ship, it is the same as the shipwright. The rare one requires at least five gold talismans, and a deposit must be made in advance. After all, I want to show my sincerity to the big shots in Kyoto in advance..."
"Huh?...So in Kazuto's eyes, a master craftsman like Kanebuneji is only worth five kilograms of gold?...For a craftsman like this who has mastered key technologies, even if the kingdom spends a hundred kilograms of gold, he won't even blink an eyelid. of!"
Hearing this, Zuvalo shook his head inwardly. Of course he knew that the long ship he captured and the warrior craftsmen on the long ship came from some insect mountain tribe in front of him. There are still two samurai prisoners of Kazuto in the port of the Far North Peninsula! However, this time when he went south, he didn't take any Japanese prisoners with him, just to avoid contact between the two sides and let the kingdom's secrets leak.
Therefore, he first pretended to be the Ainu clan, and then after being misunderstood by Kazuto, he simply made the mistake and pretended to be the Yamata tribe. After all, Zuvalo would never be tripped twice in a row in the same pit, and more tribal leather clothes would make him and the fleet safer! Ever since he first arrived in the Far North Peninsula, under the stereotype of the people in the Far North as being simple and friendly, he was tricked directly by the old grandmother of Yamabe, and almost had a big accident... He has gained experience and will no longer tell the truth about the kingdom easily. Got it!
For this reason, Zuvalo even locked several letters of credence from His Majesty at the bottom of the box. These Xihai tribes are all cunning, and some are extremely greedy. If you take out these credentials, you might as well attract some terrible big tribe, and then they will swallow them whole!
So it’s better to keep a low profile. When you don’t have enough strength, you still have to keep a low profile and accept the craftsmen in a muffled voice!
"Haha! My brother Kazuto, if you can get a shipwright to build a sea-going ship, and five gold talismans, the tribe can still pay for it! As for the big ship at sea, we can also afford the price, but it depends on whether It’s really a sea ship...Here, this golden talisman is the deposit I’ll give you!…"
Zuvalo dug around in his pocket, but found nothing. So, he looked at the warrior leader Tamicao, who nodded and took out a gold talisman from his arms. This time, Mitsuhiro Uyizaki's eyes straightened again. When he looked at each warrior of the Shantao tribe, he felt as if he was carrying a golden talisman, and he wanted to reach out and grab it! Although, the faces of these mountain warriors are indeed a bit fierce, like Hatamoto who is used to killing...
"Ahem! My brother Shantao! Thank you for your generosity and trust! Although our family only brought thirteen craftsmen for this trade, we will definitely bring more next time! Definitely!..."
Mitsuhiro Uyizaki bowed, and then bowed respectfully to the bold Chief Shantao. These etiquettes were of course not directed at Zuvalo, but at the great Golden Divine Power... Then, he asked carefully with a smile on his face.
"Dear Brother Shantao... In addition to these craftsmen, our family also brought twelve mares, a pair of breeding cattle, and forty pairs of chickens, ducks and geese... This is the limit that our family can collect in a short period of time. !…”
"For the sake of these livestock and poultry...can I release the Kudo family elder and a few horse-riding samurai back to my family?..."
I fell asleep after finishing Chapter 6 today. Lower your head and ask for a monthly ticket!