Kahn had been having a headache recently. As a slave trader, he had a batch of slaves that had fallen into his hands recently. Just last month, he had been cheated by someone.
Last month, when he had just entered the trade, a slave trader had sold his slaves to other slave traders because he owed a huge debt and could not pay it back. There were more than a hundred barbarians among them. At that time, these barbarians had families to feed. Although they were strong, no one cared about them. In the end, he had gotten a bargain.
In Kahn's opinion, it would be easier to control them if they had families to feed. With the old, weak, women, and children in his hands, these barbarians would not betray him. Selling these powerful barbarians to the nobles as private guards was definitely the best choice.
Therefore, he spent more than half of his Kinnar to buy this group of barbarians. After buying this group of barbarians, Kahn began to promote this group of barbarians everywhere. However, the results made him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
No one was willing to buy these barbarians. Even if he sold them at a price lower than what he had paid for them, no one cared. There were more than a hundred barbarians, and each one had a bigger appetite than the other. In a month, he had not sold a single slave. Instead, he had lost a large amount of food.
After asking around, he found out that because the barbarians had gone berserk, no one would buy them as guards. This meant that this batch of slaves had fallen into his hands. What made him even more worried was that he was almost out of money.
If he could not sell this batch of slaves, he might have to go home and inherit his father's business at the end of the month. His bold words of wanting to start a business were all for naught.
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"Are you selling these slaves?" Suhlen looked at the slave trader who was in a daze and asked.
"Yes, of course. You want to buy slaves? "Kahn stared at Suhlen with shining eyes. His gaze made Suhlen's hair stand on end.
"Yes, how much are these slaves?" Suhlen pointed at the group of barbarians next to him.
"Sir, you really have a good eye. My slaves are definitely the best in the slave market. You see, such a strong warrior only costs 10 Kinnar. You can't find a slave with a lower price than mine in the entire slave market!" Kahn enthusiastically introduced Suhlen to him, fearing that he would run away.
Suhlen looked at these barbarians. About a quarter of them were male warriors, and the rest were old, weak, women, and children. The male warriors had many wounds on their bodies. At a glance, one could tell that they were elite warriors. Although this slave trader was full of nonsense, these slaves were really good.
"Ten Kinnar? Are you still asleep? "Suhlen glanced at Kahn with a faint smile." Are you treating me as a rich guy? "
"These berserkers are completely useless. You actually want ten Kinnar? Keep them for yourself." After that, Suhlen turned and was about to leave.
Seeing that the slave trader was about to leave, Kahn didn't care about anything else. He grabbed Suhlen and said, "Sir, the price is negotiable. Don't be in a hurry to leave!"
"Why don't I leave? Waiting to be cheated by an unscrupulous merchant like you? "Suhlen struggled to break free from Kahn's arm.
"Seven Kinnar, seven Kinnar!" Kahn quickly said when he felt the struggling strength in his hand.
"Seven Kinnar? If this price is still acceptable, but I only want those adult warriors! "Suhlen stopped struggling and said.
"This …" Kahn was a little confused. "Sir, those women and children are the warriors' families. If they don't have their families, they won't be able to work for you with peace of mind."
"What's the use of these old and weak women and children? I have to spend money to feed them. I don't have so much food to feed them. Since you insist on selling them together, you can keep them." After that, Suhlen once again pretended to leave.
"Six, six Kinnar." Seeing that Suhlen was about to leave, Kahn helplessly closed his eyes and said unwillingly, "But these old and weak women and children will be sold together with these warriors!"
"Okay!" Suhlen immediately agreed.
"Uh …" Hearing Suhlen's quick agreement, Kahn didn't know how to react for a moment.
"There are a total of 126 people here. Six Kinnar for each person, which adds up to seven hundred and fifty-six Kinnar. This is the payment for the goods, you can count it." Suhlen took out a bag of money and counted some from it. After that, he threw the remaining Kinnar and the bag of money to Kahn, not giving him a chance to regret.
After receiving the heavy gold coins and seeing that Suhlen paid so quickly, he knew that he had made a loss this time. However, he was in a hurry to sell the slaves, so Suhlen took advantage of his weakness.
After selling those burdens, Kahn didn't feel happy at all. He had lost at least seven hundred gold coins in this deal. He had bought these slaves for ten Kinnar. Then, he had to provide food for these slaves and rent the space. These expenses almost made him bankrupt.
Although this deal was a loss, at least he still had seven hundred gold coins. As long as he was serious and followed his business theory, he would be able to earn it back quickly. Then, Kahn's business empire would be set sail.
After comforting himself in his heart, Kahn quickly completed the deal with Suhlen and gave the barbarians' slave contracts to Suhlen.
After putting away the slave contracts, Suhlen led the barbarians out of the slave market. With so many slaves, he needed to find a place to settle them down as soon as possible. Fortunately, Suhlen was also a noble. He quickly bought an unused military camp from the city hall.
This military camp was located in a remote location. It had at least a hundred years of history. In the past, Calt was the frontline, so there were many standing troops. Later, as the territory expanded, this place was no longer the frontline. The standing troops were also disbanded, so the military camp was naturally empty. Many unused military camps had been torn down due to the development of the city. This one was only preserved because of its remote location.
As Suhlen expected, this military camp was in ruins. Many of the roofs in the camp had collapsed. Fortunately, they did not skimp on the construction. The main body of the building was quite sturdy, and the area of the camp was large enough. As long as the roof was repaired, it would be habitable.
Suhlen contacted a merchant to buy some materials and hired a craftsman to repair the house. He then went to the training ground in the camp, ready to chat with the slaves he just bought.
The barbarians were called barbarians because of their strength. Unlike the Florentines, barbarians were generally around 2.1 meters tall. Suhlen's 1.9 meters was already very outstanding among the Florentines. He also practiced martial arts all year round, so his muscles were very strong. However, compared to these barbarians, he was like a little brother.
Any adult barbarian could easily crush him in terms of height and muscle. On the training ground, 126 barbarians stood there quietly, staring coldly at Suhlen. Although they were slaves, they did not seem to care much about Suhlen.
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