Mediterranean Hegemon of Ancient Greece

Chapter 122: Marigi's business plan (2)

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Davos knew it in his heart: it seems that the ancient Greeks were not fools, they also knew how to protect the economy of their city-state.

"We Amendolara have nothing now, so don't worry about anything, we will reduce our tariffs. If the surrounding city-states charge 2%, we will charge 1%; if they charge 20%, we will charge 100%. Tenth... As long as people are attracted, it will drive the development of our trade, and citizens will take the initiative to find opportunities to make money for their families." Davers, who is short of money, has decided to dig a foothold.

"Lord Davos, I'll be waiting for your decision!" Marigi was happy, but he quickly reminded: "However, Heraclea and Metapontum have a good relationship with us, and they are Alliance, I believe that we can negotiate with them very well. However, the relationship between Turii and us is not good, and foreign merchants may be hindered from transporting goods from Turii to us for storage, and then transporting them to the Turii market for sale. ."

This is indeed a problem! Davers rubbed his chin in embarrassment.

Originally, the Davos mercenaries had a good relationship with Turiyi, and they were also the benefactors who saved Turiyi. However, after the mercenaries became citizens of Amendolara, in view of the hatred of the people of Amendolara for Turii, Davos was not willing to take the initiative to contact the Turii messenger group, and the Turiyi messenger group visited many times. After being blocked, he was also angry: Amendolara was originally just the "little brother" of Turii, but now he is inexplicably arrogant, which dampened the self-esteem of the Turui people, and at the same time the "deception" of Davos' mercenaries to them (Fig. the view of the Riei), and made them angry.

As a result, the relationship between the two sides began to become rigid. Such a stalemate is not good for Amendolara, and it is also very bad for Davos. Because it not only affects the economic diplomacy of Amendolara, but also affects the strategic plan of Davos, and affects the commitment he made in the Senate.

In Davos' plan, Amendolara should take advantage of the weakening of the strength of the Lucania, and should take advantage of the pursuit and invade the land of the Lucania. But these days, when he calmed down, studied the map carefully, and surveyed the surrounding terrain himself, he discovered a big problem: to the north of the city of Amendolara, there is Heraclea, which is still an alliance, and there is Tarantum behind it. Supported, unable to move; to the south there was Turii, although its power was now severely weakened, but Davos could not lead his army to attack, because Turii and Amendolara had no grudges and no grudges, and were once allies, Davos and the others were once again the mercenaries invited by it, and raising troops for no reason would undoubtedly arouse the dissatisfaction and vigilance of the great Greek city-states. , Between Amendorara and Heraclea, walking upstream along the Sini River, you can indeed reach the Lucania area. This is the road that Vespa led the tribe once walked.

For this reason, Davos also specially asked Bagule to ask, only to know that the west of Amendolaras is a wild area with many mountains, rivers and lakes, full of dense forests, and snakes and insects. The Bagule tribe stayed there. After more than a year, there were only less than 4,000 of the more than 10,000 clansmen. This is why Vespas was reluctant to go back to Lucania after taking Amendolara. Going down the river, it is slightly better to reach Amendolara; going upstream and trying to reach Lucania, the attrition caused by the injuries on the road alone may be an astonishing number. Offensive, the reinforcements behind it can't be counted on at all.

The only way, therefore, was through the plains of Sybari, and trekking westward through the rugged mountain road to reach Laos, though the road was long, at least the non-combat attrition would have been much less. In order to pass through the plains of Sybari, the relationship with Turii must be good.

Davers rubbed his chin. Originally, he planned to wait for a while, when Amendolara's newly formed family settled down and the hatred was gradually forgotten, it would be better to go to negotiation. But now it seems that whether it is to improve economic and trade, or to enhance military strength, diplomatic relations with Turii have become a bottleneck that needs to be solved urgently. Therefore, Davos made up his mind: "Maligi, don't worry! I will hold a meeting in the Senate this afternoon to discuss the issue of Turii, hoping to improve diplomatic relations with Turii."

"Lord Davos, as long as you propose a proposal, would they dare to disapprove of you!" Marigi's words were not flattering, it was the truth. However, Davos also had to take into account the feelings of the elders like Cornelus. After all, it's a matter of solidarity between the old and new citizens of Amendolara. But he didn't want to go into detail with Marigi now, just smiled. After all, it will take a long time for the Persians to adapt to the Greek political system.

Marigi watched his words, stopped discussing this topic immediately, then raised his voice, and said: "Oh, Lord Davos, I have another thought that I almost forgot to mention. The medical skills of our mercenary medical battalion doctors are quite high. When the clinic was opened in the market we built in Turii, many Turii citizens and freedmen came to see a doctor. Later, more and more patients came here, and we had to demolish the market. , When moving to Amendolara, some patients begged us not to leave... Do you think we should open a big clinic in Amendolara?! To attract patients from neighboring countries to come to see a doctor, you can also let them drop by Amendolara lives and eats, buys goods, and increases the income of our city-state."

Marigi's words really reminded Davos. He has been so busy lately that he forgot that Amendolara still has a special product, which is medical treatment! So, he said a little excitedly: "The clinic is too small, if you want to build a big hospital!"

"Hospital?"

"The hospital can not only consult and see a patient, but also allow a seriously ill person to live in the hospital, while observing his condition while continuing treatment, which is more conducive to the recovery of the patient. At the same time, it can also conduct medical research, organize Lectures on medicine, training young doctors... I believe that such a place will attract many patients to come for treatment!" Davers explained to him in detail.

Marigi was a little dazed, and even though he didn't quite understand some of the content, he couldn't help but say: "I have never heard of a clinic in Persia that can be made into the kind of hospital you mentioned to the adults. … that is really good!"

"What I'm saying is good, but to get to the level I'm talking about, it's going to take a step at a time, so let's prepare first. To be honest, I already owe Helps two medical classes that I missed. Say it!" Davos's words reminded Marigi: the young man in front of him is the real leader of the medical camp, and when those doctors mentioned Davos, they all respected him. Isn't a young man who knows everything about military, politics, business, and medicine a gift from God? As Marigi walked out of the Davers mansion, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that he was with the right person.

But Davos was thinking at the moment: Since Amendolara is to be built into a medical center in all of Greece, can Amendolara also be made into a large entertainment center? !

Thinking of this, he immediately walked to the side room.

In the side room, Cristoia was discussing some bank loans with several freemen who served as accountants. Next to her is her personal maid, Azuna (Asuna is an Egyptian slave girl who was sent by Mersis to help in the medical camp. When Cristoia was managing the medical camp, she found that she was smart and capable, and she was with her. She was very compatible, so she asked for her from Mersis) was arranging labor tasks with several male and female slaves that Cristoia had just bought from Tarantum.

As soon as Davos entered the door, Asuna saw it, she immediately bowed her head and bowed her hands: "Sir, you are back."

The few freedmen also hurriedly saluted respectfully, while the new slaves were ignorant and at a loss.

"Cristoia, have I got the tanner I want?" Davos asked.

"I got it. But for a leather worker, I can buy four or five ordinary slaves," Cristoya complained.

"Doing business should be done in the long run. Don't look at the fact that leather workers spend more money now. In the future, the money earned by this leather worker will exceed the price of tens of thousands of slaves." Davers joked half-jokingly and half-seriously. He didn't dare to make some intimate actions in front of everyone.

"Yes, big businessman!" Cristoia gave him an irritated look and said, "We also need a leather worker in our family." After saying that, she pointed to one of the slaves: "That's what you want."

Davos walked over, and the thin old man saluted respectfully: "Master."

"Are you a Greek?!" Davos was slightly surprised when he saw his appearance.

"Yes Master."

"Where did you come from? What was your name? Why did you become a slave?"

"My name is Tolikas, I come from Ephesus, and I became a slave because I couldn't pay the debt." The old man said calmly.

"As long as your craftsmanship is good, in a few years, you can save enough money to redeem yourself and become a free citizen," Davos promised.

"My son died on the battlefield, and my wife died long ago, so I'm the only one alive. If you don't drive me away, master, I'm willing to stay here until I see the river-crosser..." Tolikas looked very open. Davos was stunned for a moment, and then nodded helplessly: "In this case, you can rest assured to spend your old age here." After that, he took Tolikas to the courtyard of the courtyard, where he used wooden sticks to plant flowers and plants. There is a pattern on the dirt.

"Is this an olive?" Tolikas said uncertainly, looking at the simple pattern on the ground.

"This is a football made of cowhide!" Davos' eyes were bright.

"Football?!" Tolikas widened his eyes.

Good night brothers!

I will resume an update tomorrow, let me save some manuscripts!