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

"Respected new Pan-Asian cooperation Marshal Jiang Chen, I am the messenger from the United Arab Emirates, Zaria Chieftain. Please allow me to represent you, Du Aman, to pay you the highest respect and a gift that symbolizes friendship. ""

The tone is not humble, Zary is slightly possessed, Jiang Chen can detect the arrogance from his eyes, although he is carefully hidden behind the humble tone.

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

It’s not just technology, but labor, and the legacy of the battlefield that these survivors brought. If it were not for the inertia of the Africans themselves and the tradition of living in the moment, it is possible that the African continent has long since become the most prosperous land since the war.

But what did they do?

The North African Union, now the non-United Arab Emirates, has fought with the South African Union. After the South African Union was rushed to Madagascar, large and small tribes in the non-United Arab Emirates fought themselves. The South African Union is even more strange. After seeing their enemies in a mess, their first reaction was not to catch up with the salary, but to let out a sigh of relief and start to fight in the parliament for some trivial problems.

So Chu Nan said yes, they are now like a bloated and weak giant, guarding a gold mine that is coveted all over the world. If the population of nac is not high, I am afraid that I can't digest such a huge land. Now Jiang Chen can't even see the messenger. It is enough to send a unit to "explore the road".

During the meeting, Zaria repeated his request.

This includes the need for slaves and the willingness to offer each slave.

"If you don't want to cooperate, we can only choose to deal with the dictators in the South. Their offer price is slightly lower than you, but we are very worried about their strength. We need a strong enough partner. Being able to provide us with slaves continuously..." Zaria said that the spit flies, it seems that Jiang Chen will not hesitate to sell his compatriots.

This is the inertia of everyone's thinking. Many people always habitually bring their own **** into the role of each other.

In the eyes of Zaria, no tribal chief will refuse such a cost-effective business. However, what he does not understand is that Jiang Chen from a civilized society is very disgusted with the inefficient and inhuman slave business, not to mention "compatriots". The sale of goods to Africa has already broken his bottom line.

However, Jiang Chen did not turn his face immediately.

Just now, listening to the embarrassment of the chief of Zaria, describing how rich their tribes are, Jiang Chen suddenly flashed his head in his head, his eyes moved slightly, smiled and said.

“How much land do you want to develop?”

“Two million mu, located on the shores of Lake Victoria.” Chief Zaria said in a showy voice, “Since 50 years ago, this area has been abandoned. Now we have decided to open the wasteland into farmland.”

Much like a style that a chief should have.

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

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

Zaria hesitated, looked at Jiang Chen with some confusion, and then exchanged a line of sight with the wizard next to him, and finally looked at Jiang Chen again, continued.

"About seven hundred pounds, is there any problem?"

Seven hundred pounds...

Hearing this number, Jiang Chen could not help but shake his head in his heart.

Sure enough, letting blacks grow is a stupid choice. Let the blacks command white or yellow races, it is a stupid choice that can no longer be stupid. He knows a bit, why these black people can hold a good hand, but in the end they have a bad reason.

Seven hundred pounds per mu!

You know, this is the twenty-second century!

And don't say that the land has been returned to farming for many years, and the fertile is simply irritating. I can't wait to sprinkle a handful of seeds, and I can grow a lot of rice. Not to mention that the speed of crop ripening in the tropics is fast, and it is common for rice and sugar cane to mature three times a year.

"Well, you want to buy a slave is nothing more than planning to open up these two million acres of land?" Jiang Chen said with a smile.

"Yes." The chieftain of Zaria was happy in his heart. When he saw this, there was a play, so he quickly said, "We need 200,000 slaves."

"200,000 slaves...somewhat difficult," Jiang Chen touched his chin, and said that he thought seriously. "The total population of nac is only one hundred thousand. You want these 200,000 slaves. It is already one-fifth of our total population."

"There is no need to pay in one lump sum. We can cooperate for a long time. I will take the slaves you have, and follow the previous price... No, I am willing to pay 100 kilograms of grain for each slave, as long as you can give us every year. It is ok to supply 20,000 slaves," said the Chief of Zaria, sincerely.

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

The Chief of Zaria stunned slightly and was slightly alert.

"What cooperation method?"

"eight hundred pounds."

"What do you mean?" Zaria frowned.

“Two million mu is contracted to us, we will help you develop,” Jiang Chenwei smiled. “Every time I develop a mu of cultivated land, we pay nine hundred pounds of food to your great chief Du Aman. We will send engineers. Help you build water conservancy projects for free, and at the same time study the method of maximizing the use of cultivated land to ensure the most efficient development of one acre of land."

Zaria stunned, and he did not expect Jiang Chen to make such a request.

Instinctively he wants to refuse.

But he turned to think, is this not the same as letting the entire nac people serve themselves?

With such a thought, Zaria suddenly refused.

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

Zaria’s look is slightly moving.

"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 carry out manual diy production with 3d printers, but the quality is mostly uneven. For example, the tribe of the Du Aman Grand Chief, although capable of producing power armor, has the same productivity as the sixth block before the completion of industrialization, and can build one or two units per month.

How many power armor is there directly determines the combat power of a tribe and determines the status of a tribal chief.

"Well, although the production of power armor is not an easy task for us," Jiang Chen said with a face, making a reluctant expression, "but for our long-lasting friendship, I think we need to do Make a little concession."

"I can't give you a guarantee, but I will convey your proposal to the Grand Chief," converging the arrogance and contempt in the initial eyes, Zaria's eyes with a eager, even excited look at Jiang Chen, " I hope that at this time next month, we can talk about this issue."

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