"I really admire Chief Davos, he not only directs operations, but also has great ideas for doing business! He made a lot of valuable suggestions, such as at the entrance of the market, I was going to use two fully armed soldiers to come. The guard, the leader said, 'This can't be done, it will scare the customers who come to buy and sell, we have to consider the feelings of the customers,' so it became what you see, and now it seems that the customers are responding well... Haha... Right , including these scales is also his suggestion, there are many such suggestions. The reason why this market has become so lively in just 20 days is mainly his credit! I think even if he is not a mercenary , with his talent, he will definitely become a big businessman!" These words of Marigi came from the heart.
"Yeah, it's really unexpected." Burkes said copingly, thinking about something.
He turned and walked into the market, and Marigi hurriedly followed, acting as his guide.
As the crowded people walked forward, the first booth was of course owned by the mercenaries themselves, so the area was very large, and there were many strange objects and exquisite gold and silverware placed in different categories... Stop here, watch, ask questions There are a lot of people at the price.
"Mercis!" Marigi shouted.
The fat man who was instructing the slaves to carry the goods at the back of the booth looked back, and immediately said arrogantly: "Mariji, are you here to congratulate me?! I sold a lot of goods today!"
Before waiting for Mariji to answer, he saw Burkes, and his face immediately put on a smile: "Burkos, you also come to buy something. Well, I have a good thing here. Guess what it is?" He held up the thing in his hand, the golden light shining brightly with the eyes: it was a thin silver rope, with small pieces of gold as thin as cicada wings in the middle, forming an inverted triangle, and a silver rope pulled out at the top. …
Marigi narrowed his eyes when he heard Mersis shouting, "Marigi, don't talk!"
"What is this?" Moras asked curiously.
Seeing that everyone was surrounded by curiosity, Merses put on a wretched smile, and said mysteriously: "This is a gift from Cyrus to his most beautiful concubine, a gift from the best goldsmith in Persia. The little Cyrus made something special to provide that kind of fun! Guess where the little Cyrus' beloved concubine would wear it?"
"Could it be... below..." someone shouted uncertainly.
"That's right, it seems that you are very experienced!" Mersis finished, surrounded by ambiguous laughter.
"It is said that the little Cyrus' concubine wore it every night, together with the little Cyrus... um... When little Cyrus died in battle, his beloved concubine was captured by the Persian king, and this thing was left in the military camp , was picked up by our soldiers." Mersis held up the gold chain and flashed in front of everyone: "You sniff... There may be the body fragrance of little Cyrus's beloved concubine on it! I wanted to keep it by myself. Come on, it’s a pity that I don’t have a wife yet. Think about it, everyone, if you buy it home, you can experience the joy of life in the Persian royal family with your wife or lover!”
Burkes was actually a little moved after hearing this.
A person next to him has shouted: "How much? I bought it!"
When Burkes saw it, he knew that he was a businessman from the city-state of Silitin.
"It's not expensive or expensive. Look at how exquisitely crafted this thing is! Besides, these are all made of pure gold, and the weight is not light!" Mersis flipped the gold chain with his hands, and said in a low voice, "Whoa! Crash" sound: "The lowest price is... um... fifty Dalic gold coins."
"I'll give out fifty-five gold coins, and this thing belongs to me!" the Siriting merchant shouted.
"I'll give out sixty gold coins!" Someone shouted.
"Hey, I bought it first!"
"But my price is higher than yours!"
"Sixty-five Dalic Gold Coins!"
…
Marighi did not expect that Mersis would make such a huge profit by fabricating the rare household utensils of the Persian nobles into the royal family. But he didn't want to remind Mershich, if Cristoia heard about this, I'm afraid he wouldn't have a good impression on him.
Seeing that Burkes squeezed out of the crowd, he hurriedly followed.
"I see that there are merchants from other city-states here to buy and sell." Burkes said.
"There are quite a few. The city-states of Tarantum, Cilitin, Corenia, Crotone and others all have them."
Hearing Crotone, Burkes' eyelids twitched.
At this time, Moras pointed to the dozen or so strong men in front and said, "These people are all soldiers of your military camp."
Marigi looked at it and replied, "It may be a soldier from the mercenary camp nearby."
"I think there are a lot of soldiers buying things in this market. It seems that your soldiers are very rich." Burkes said jokingly.
Mariji smiled perfunctoryly: "Mercenaries, today is over, and I don't even know if there will be tomorrow. Of course, if you have money, you must enjoy it."
When Burkes heard this, his expression darkened and he sighed, "Yeah, it's not easy for anyone to live in this troubled world."
Marigi didn't speak. In fact, the soldiers of Davos Barracks were not in such a state of mind at all. Davers inherited and carried forward Menon's practice, and he strengthened the role of the baggage battalion. During the war, the soldiers handed over most of their belongings to the transportation battalion for storage, and even had to write clearly on the registration form of the transportation battalion who would inherit their belongings in the event of misfortune. So that after his death, his relics can be handed over to his heirs...etc. And when the soldier urgently needs money and the money is not enough, he can borrow money from the mercenary leader Davos. As long as the request is reasonable, Mersis of the baggage battalion will deduct the arrears from the monthly salary after borrowing the money. And there is no interest... These practices of the barracks not only enable the soldiers to reduce their worries and fight with all their strength, but also reduce the vices in the army such as gambling, usury, and lavish spending.
Marigi is sure that most of the soldiers squandering money in the market are definitely not from the Davos Barracks, and the number of soldiers who can leave the barracks every day is limited. There are only two places in a squad. Treated by military law.
Marigi witnessed it with his own eyes: Davos faced many accusations for his efforts to change the army, and even nearly disbanded the army, but he did not back down and finally survived. These soldiers can now act according to military regulations. Most of the time they are not at the training ground, or they are building some camp facilities, or go to the baggage camp to see how much their money has increased. From their scorching hot eyes, they could feel that this was no ordinary mercenary.
Marigi has seen the Spartan army led by Chrysopus, a group of disciplined killing machines, but with little passion for life other than fighting. He had also seen the Persian army, which, despite its size, was ill-disciplined and lacking in conviction, especially the servitors. The Davos army not only has the bravery and discipline of the Spartans, but also has the belief of fighting desperately for a better survival, not to mention that they also have a magical commander. What would happen if Davers had 20,000 or 30,000 people instead of 2,000? This kind of beautiful vision is one of the reasons that attracts Marigi to stay...
"I found that your market sells everything!" Burkes's voice interrupted Marigi's thoughts.
"There is actually a blacksmith shop!"
"It's just a small shop that takes orders. Turui won't let us enter the city, but our weapons must be repaired and purchased." Marigi defended.
"Then who bought the clay pot?"
"We can't drink water and cook soup with our hands."
"Fabric shop?"
"The soldiers' clothes have not been changed for half a year. They can't be allowed to wear armor when they are not fighting."
"Then this stone shop?"
"Our camp can't just use trees, and the key positions are still solid with stones."
"Where's this boat shop?! Don't tell me, you mercenaries still need to build a fleet!" Anger gathered on Burkes' face, and he shouted loudly: "You are robbery! You robbed the market in Turii, Steal the riches of Turii!"
Marigi bowed his head and defended in a low voice: "The number of goods sold and sold is not much—"
Note: Scylletium, a city-state in Greater Greece, is located south of Crotone.