It was sorted to Zhangye in order.

Of course Wei Kang wanted to go to a better county, and he was also thinking about transferring, but he asked someone to go back to Chang'an to give him a message, complaining that Zhangye was poor and remote, and vaguely expressed that he wanted to change places.

, but Wei Duan wrote back and scolded him, asking him to stay in Zhangye and do his job well.

Wei Kang inevitably complained that his father was jumping up and down back then, but now he has become so honest. But if he really wanted to do it, he didn't dare.

At this moment, Wei Kang is on the construction site urging the progress of the project. Previous battles have damaged some city walls, houses, roads, water conservancy, etc., and now they need to be repaired. While it is easy to destroy, it is a bit difficult to repair...

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"What? People from Da Qin?" Wei Kang asked in surprise, "Have you checked the ultimatum?"

As a family member of an upper-class person, well, barely considered an upper-class person, he naturally knew about the labor camps of General Hussars.

In the Han Dynasty, when the production technology was not very advanced, especially for mining, which was a high-risk and high-mortality job, it was naturally more cost-effective to consume slaves than to let the Han people do their own labor. This kind of thing cannot be avoided even in later generations.

, it’s just that slaves have been replaced by so-called “cheap labor”.

Wei Kang rolled his eyes, and suddenly thought of something, and ordered: "When this Da Qin man arrives, bring him to me..."

It is not difficult to guess Wei Kang's thoughts. After all, Wei Kang is facing a labor problem now. There are few people in Zhangye, so the number of laborers that can be mobilized is naturally small. If a group of slaves are added...

As for Javid, he is currently busy painting slaves, and he has not realized that he has potential buyers before he even arrives in Chang'an.

As a professional, of course you do professional things.

Even slave traders have their own professional matters.

Javid and his party stopped at a small river. The more than two hundred surviving slaves were released from the wooden frames in twos and threes, and were driven by whips and sticks to stand by the river. These

Most of the slaves were men, while women and children were either killed at the beginning or forced to become part of other tribes.

After a long period of captivity and travel, these slaves all looked particularly weak, both externally and internally. Such listless and dirty appearance obviously could not be sold at a higher price.

Driven by whips and sticks, the slaves took off their dirty and tattered clothes and lined up in a naked queue. Then several other slaves took these tattered clothes to be washed downstream.

On the bank of the river, Javed stood next to several large wooden barrels and used his secret recipe to mix several large barrels of strange liquid. Then each slave came to the barrel and was dipped in it by the guard with a large brush.

The strange liquid in the wooden barrel was brushed on these filthy and smelly bodies, and then the slaves were driven to the river to be washed.

After washing, the originally dirty and dull skin of these slaves became somewhat shiny again, and they looked much more energetic than before.

Immediately afterwards, these slaves were brought to another wooden barrel. This was the Western Spirits brought by Javid. After being mixed with unknown powder, the two guards skillfully grabbed the slaves and pinched open the slaves' mouths.

, one took a wooden spoon and poured a big mouthful into the slave's mouth.

"Look, isn't this much better?" Javid looked around and nodded with satisfaction, "This one sip will keep them alive for at least three or four days... Even if they are going to die, two more sips will make them energetic.

some……"

"That's right, I look much better! I'm sure I can sell it for more money!" The guard couldn't help but said with excitement, "Then we can buy Dahan's sugar, silk, tea, rhubarb... God, these are all

It’s gold! Gold! I have already seen a golden brilliance! This is my favorite color! Praise the Lord!』

"It's a pity...hey, a lot of people died on the road..." Javed said with some regret, "We are still a little under-prepared. We can definitely do better next time..."

Javed looked at the more than two hundred slaves in front of him, and his regretful mood only stayed for a little while, and soon he laughed again. If this time the trade route can be opened up and a stable route can be established, what is in front of him will be considered

What? After he goes back with the big man's sugar, silk, tea, rhubarb and other utensils, he will make two or three more trips at most, and he will not run again. He will establish a huge organization, and these

The guard will replace him and become the second or third generation caravan leader...

Maybe, in Javid's lifetime, he can return to Daqin with a massive manpower and wealth from Kushan and sit on a chair in the Senate!

When the time comes, he will have money, armed guards, and business channels that can continue to provide wealth. Those who despised him before and drove him out of Da Qin will face his wrath and revenge!

"Praise the Lord! Praise the Lord for His gifts!" Javed closed his eyes and prayed wholeheartedly, "Lord, who loves us, thank you and praise you for your wonderful salvation. Because you have never left us, and you have never left us, the world.
Chapter completed!