Rise In Calradia

Chapter 75: :black market

   Spices, to put it bluntly, are used as ingredients for cooking in later generations. Pepper, cloves, cinnamon, cardamom, and black pepper produced locally in Calradia are all expensive noble luxuries. If more spices are used in the banquet, the host will have face.

   On the contrary, if there is only a little spice or not, it will naturally lose face.

   And some spices, such as cardamom, can be used from the outer skin to the core, and have medicinal value.

   And because of the natural scent of spices, in this era, they can also be used to make perfumes or to cover up bad smells in the room. In short, they have many uses.

   At the spice market in Turga, Byron found a huge profit.

   Take the most expensive nutmeg for example. The price of a bag of nutmeg in Turga is about 800 dinars, and the nutmeg in a bag is about 10 pounds or more, which is about 10 kilograms.

   In Dehrim, the standard price of nutmeg is 1100-1200 dinars, which can be 100 dinars higher in Suno, and even 1500 dinars when it is the highest in Paravin!

   And the real cost of this thing?

   Although those in the industry will not disclose it, Byron's view of the spice trade in the era of the great voyage before the crossing, the cost of this thing will not exceed 10 dinars.

   It is said that in order to maintain the huge profits of the spice trade, only one-fifth of the spice purchased every year will be put on the market, and the rest will be burned to avoid excessive flooding into the market and devaluation.

Therefore, there is no shortage of spices in the spice market, but the high spice tax and the high risk on the grassland have lowered the attractive index of the spice trade, and it is not easy to sell the spice after it is shipped back. After all, you can buy it. There are really not many people who can afford spices. Even the nobles do not have this purchasing power.

   If Byron bought the spices and brought them back in this ordinary way, the profit might not be as high as imagined, and it would not be easy to find the right buyer.

   After a full circle of the market, Byron still did not put the price in the right place.

   At this time, Kress also brought back a message.

  Outside the city of Turga, there is also a spice market, where merchants have different backgrounds and the sources of goods are also different. But most of the time, these goods are not considered clean. Moreover, the quality of the things here is uneven, and whether you can find a good one depends on luck.

   But, things here are cheap!

   After measuring the gains and losses for about ten seconds, Byron ignored Jamila's suggestion and ran out of the city with everyone after selling the iron.

   "Gold and silver coins are always stained with blood, so why worry about them being dirty?"

   When he was out of town, Byron said to Fatis and Jamila like this.

   It takes two hours to get there by horse from Turga. It is a large-scale camp. At the time when the trade is booming, at least a few hundred people gather every day.

   Some of these people are merchants and buyers, and the rest are coolies and soldiers.

   And the conditions for entering this camp are very simple, no matter who you are, you can enter as long as you pay 30 dinars. But the tricky point is that every time you enter, you have to pay such a sum of money, so people who come here will buy enough things at once.

   "Welcome, welcome, do you need a horse? I have a horse from the previous Nayan (Nayan: the title of the lord of Kujit) army..."

   "Look at these lads, they are strong and young, and they can do everything, so let's take a few away, each for only 40 dinars."

   "Man, this is Lancer's armor, it really can't be cheaper...what? You said there is blood on it? What does it matter, do you want to buy it?"

   "What? You suspect that this is stealing? Don't be kidding, brother, we Kujites never do that kind of cowardly activity, we will use a saber to get what we need..."

In the entire market, there are such conversations everywhere, and the smell of blood after solidification makes Fatis and Jamila feel very uncomfortable, especially when they hear those conversations, they will be even more disgusting. Expressions.

   Eleon is trying to keep away from those people, so as not to get the unpleasant smell he imagined on them. He didn't know that although Kugui people rarely took a bath directly in the river, the Kugit herders who spent the whole day with the cattle, sheep and swords were actually much cleaner than many Swadia rich farmers.

   Kress has no discomfort, he has long been used to this kind of environment. If someone who doesn't have long eyes comes over and wants to strike up a conversation with her, this little girl can make them retreat with just one look.

   "Yamila, this is 1,000 dinars. You and Eleon are going to buy some slaves. They don't look like Kujites."

   Seeing that Jamila's eyes never left the place where slaves were sold, Byron handed her a bag of gold coins.

   He also saw those slaves before, locked behind a fence like pigs and sheep, locked in chains, and pulled out one by one by slave traders to sell them to people passing by. The eyes of the slaves were erratic, but they seemed to have lost hope of escape.

That's a real slave trader. They only sell prisoners or refugees who can't even get the ransom. Once they get into their hands, they will never end well~www.novelmt.com~ In addition to men, there are also men. Many women, children and unskilled elderly people will be "processed" in advance because they can't sell at a price. Salander’s brothel will train beautiful boys and girls from an early age, and those sick children and old bones will also give them the best way to die.

  Yamira’s eyes were full of sympathy, which reminded Byron of the education he had received before crossing, and of his naive view of the world when he was a child.

   Finally, he gave the money to Jamila, without telling her who should be bought, everything was up to her.

   Maybe, it’s not good for him, but sometimes people can’t decide something just because of profit or loss.

   Besides, 1,000 dinars is not a big number, just spend it if you spend it. It's okay to have more manpower. Moreover, Jamila and Fatis will have a better impression of themselves because of this.

   "Thank you, sir."

  Yamira nodded, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, and she took the purse with excitement.

   She walked over there quickly, like a little girl.

   Eleon sighed, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then followed.

   "John."

   "What's the matter, sir?"

   Byron yelled, and John, who was watching a fortuneteller show his "ability" nearby, rushed over.

   Now he has become a half mercenary cavalry, quasi-level 5 arms, with the blessing of the system, he has been able to compete with Eleon for more than a dozen moves.

   "You find two more people and go over there to look after Eleon and the others. This is not a safe place to live."

  Byron finished talking to John, threw him a big silver coin, and then walked to the booth with large baskets full of spices with Fatis with his back on his back.

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