Dominate the Country

Annan, Hongji Port.

Three slave ships slowly approached the dock, and the sickle and hammer flag of Nanyang Labor Service Company fluttered in the wind. Serving the vast number of customers, the sickle and hammer represent workers and farmers, which is the largest sales market of Nanyang Labor Service Company.

Ahem, no one knows how much evil taste Chen Ming has in this.

At Hongji Port, the senior executives of local labor export companies looked at the three large ships approaching the port with eager eyes. This is money for them.

Wearing a rattan hat, carrying a short stick, and with a double-barreled pistol on his belt, Lin Ahai led the team to maintain order at the port. It was his turn to be on duty this week.

"Go back, go back, don't you know the rules..."

"You are so active, do you want to follow into the quarantine area?"

Spitting everywhere, these people with red armbands on their arms behaved quite arrogantly. Lin Ahai held a whistle in his mouth and his eyes were wide open.

About ten minutes later, the gangway was set up. First, a group of security personnel from the Nanyang Labor Service Company came, each armed with live ammunition, and then people began to disembark from the three ships. They were wearing clothes that were obviously different from those of Annan. There were men, women, and children, but no old people were seen.

Every time a hundred people were gathered, a group would be taken away.

The whole process lasted for half an hour. A total of eleven teams came down. The last team was missing a small half, and then the manager who led the team appeared.

"Beep beep beep..." Lin Ahai blew the whistle, but the whistle was directly drowned out by the noisy crowd.

The entire Hongji City is seriously short of labor, not only coal mines, but also rice planting, and the continued import of labor to Phnom Penh and Vientiane. Slaves are in short supply and there is a serious shortage.

As China's authority in the Indochina Peninsula becomes more and more important, more and more Chinese people have begun to leave Hongji City and infiltrate Phnom Penh, Vientiane, and Luang Prabang. They are generally engaged in mining and logging industries over there.

In Chen Ming's previous life, although Cambodia and Laos were among the least developed regions in the world, both countries have rich forestry resources, producing precious woods such as teak, rosewood, red sandalwood, and ebony. Cambodia has many gold and gem mines that can be developed, and Laos also has gold and tin mines.

If it is from the perspective of the country, these places are not worth Chen Ming's fuss, but for private capital, there is still great hope.

Especially after China stopped Siam's preparation to send troops to Vientiane, the status of the Chinese in the local area was even higher.

These two countries are closed and backward, and many mining methods are old methods that have been abandoned in China. Chinese businessmen have reached an agreement with the nobles who occupy the gold mines, and they will hand over a certain amount of gold to them every year, and then the rest will belong to themselves, and this has become a very common way to make profits. It is very similar to the way that Chinese mining companies that mined gold for local indigenous nobles in West Borneo made profits, but the Chinese businessmen here have much greater rights and protections than the Chinese workers at the time.

So the labor force is very scarce.

Hongji Port, the largest gathering place for Chinese people on the Indochina Peninsula, is also the largest slave distribution center on the peninsula. Nanyang Labor Service Company is very popular here because they can invest at least one thousand slaves here every month.

With the support and endorsement of a group of nobles headed by the Queen and the eldest son, the development speed of Heibingyang Security and Nanyang Labor Service is beyond imagination. Who made China lack labor that is "not worth using" at this time?

Korean serfs have now disappeared from the market, and Japanese serfs are at least protected by the state. Even the court looks up to them, but it can't be too much. The ownership of banner slaves is in the hands of the court, and only a few appear in the market.

If immigrants in the Northeast catch bannermen, the ownership belongs to them. This is also a way to encourage local immigrants to fight with bannermen who have fled into the mountains.

The state also prohibits the raising of black slaves, which has greatly increased the production costs of many labor-intensive industries. So you can fully imagine what a perfect opportunity Heibingyang and Nanyang Labor Service have encountered.

Surakarta, the headquarters of Java Island.

On the edge of a dense tropical rainforest of hundreds of kilometers, in the wildly growing wetland grass. Under the cover of several light mortars, hundreds of Black Ice Ocean Security Team soldiers wearing black and green striped combat uniforms, rattan armor hanging on their chests, wearing wide-brimmed rattan hats, and holding flintlock rifles, lined up in two rows in front and back, opening a horizontal team of more than ten meters, with a distance of four or five meters between them, like two fishing nets, slowly and carefully advancing towards the rainforest in the south.

Not far behind these soldiers, there were two or three hundred Chinese people in messy clothes, one by one holding knives and guns, or holding firearms, looking around excitedly.

The bombardment has not stopped, and small shrapnel shells are constantly raising pieces of smoke and dust in the rainforest in front. The closer to the woods, the slower the pace of the Black Ice Ocean security guards. From time to time, soldiers stopped and pulled the trigger in a certain direction. A short man dressed like a commander raised his hand to signal the troops to be alert.

The sound of cannons continued, the sound of gunfire rose and fell, and the battle line continued to advance towards the target rain forest.

Suddenly, a row of gunfire sounded from the woods, and people in the two lines of people who were marching immediately fell down, followed by a series of exclamations and gunfire. The mortar group in the rear immediately adjusted the muzzle and angle, and then a series of shells flew out of the barrel and hit the place where the gunfire and white smoke came from.

Explosions occurred one after another deep in the woods, accompanied by faint cries. Soon there was movement at the edge of the woods. Several Heibingyang security soldiers ran away with their waists bent. They were all equipped with samurai swords and held double-barreled muskets in their hands. and grenades. A moment later, the explosion of grenades was heard, followed by the sound of wah wah wah, and hundreds of ragged Javanese natives rushed out of the woods waving all kinds of broken weapons, each with red eyes and ferocious expressions.

"Boom boom boom..."

Grenades exploded, and then gunfire rang out. Several security soldiers who had empty their guns immediately fell down.

"shooting!"

The Hei Bingyang security soldier raised his musket and saw fire and smoke pouring out from the two rows in front and behind. The Javanese natives who rushed out of the woods were shot one after another, and their running bodies fell to the ground twisting various movements in the hail of bullets.

The security soldiers in the front row dropped their muskets, drew out their samurai swords, and rushed towards the natives with roars.

"Kill Jiji..."

The security personnel in the back row began to reload their bullets, and at the same time, the Chinese following them also waved their weapons to kill.

In this tropical rainforest area, the muskets of this era are not useless. If they just want to defeat the enemy, Heibingyang's security guards only need to stay in place to load ammunition and shoot. The natives will most likely not be able to rush forward. But what Hei Bingyang and the others need is not this, but to annihilate the enemy, preferably to capture the enemy alive. The power of the musket is too great, and even if you are hit, you will not die or be seriously injured. Therefore, in order to obtain more profits, the security guards of Heibingyang prefer to use the samurai swords in their hands to teach the indigenous people how to behave.

All he had to do was to ruthlessly kill some of the people at the front, and the morale of the remaining natives would drop drastically in an instant. Then comes the rhythm of pursuit and capture.

As the mercenaries of the Solo Sultanate, the enemy of the Sultanate of Yogyakarta, it was only natural for the Black Bingyang Security Company to use force to attack the people of Yogyakarta.

"Fix bayonets! Keep moving forward!"

The commander in the back row slashed the katana in his hand forward, and forty or fifty Hei Bingyang security guards quickly advanced forward. This has to be done quickly, otherwise you won’t be able to eat the meat.

The fighting skills of these Javanese natives are really bad. Emotions are like lightning, coming and dissipating quickly.

The natives who rushed out of the woods were killed and wounded one after another. Facing the samurai swords of the Black Bingyang security guards, they almost collapsed at the first touch, just like before. And those with muskets would just hide in the rainforest without showing their heads.

The Dutch provided Yogyakarta with a lot of weapons, both hot and cold weapons, otherwise they would have been beaten even worse by Hei Bingyang. Don’t you think even the local Chinese are starting to earn extra money? After the security forces at Heibingyang defeated the natives, these Chinese from Surabaya and Ermarang rushed to help arrest people. They paid as much as they wanted for each one they caught. There were also pensions for the injured, disabled and dead. This attracted a lot of people. The Chinese came to participate.

These Chinese are not just for money, many of them are out of revenge.

But no matter what, their appearance greatly facilitated the actions of Heibingyang Security Company.

"Brother, these black ice foreign soldiers are really powerful. They don't look tall, but they can really fight. In just one month, the natives of Surakarta fell apart. We brothers also followed suit. Soup. I made so much money in just a few days..."

In the Chinese team following the Hei Bingyang security team, a neatly dressed man said to the middle-aged man surrounded by seven or eight people, and more Chinese were running and chasing at the moment, holding up the knives and guns in their hands. An exaggerated shout was made.

"That's right. Don't look at who is supporting these Japanese dwarfs? That's the Queen. My uncle suffered such a big loss in Yogyakarta. It's surprising that the Queen can endure it." The boss thought. This month, I felt happy with the money that fell into my hands.

"It's not that these little dwarfs can fight, it's because Hei Bingyang Security Company is so good. No matter how bad they are, the better they can train them to be elite soldiers..."

…

Since the establishment of Black Ice Ocean last year, Japanese samurai have begun to enter Black Ice Ocean one after another. Although this kind of expansion speed is very slow and cannot be compared with the regular army. Hei Bingyang himself has to stop after the scale reaches a certain level, but the number of the latter quickly expanded to 500 people, forming five security teams.

While its business was dealing with Yogyakarta, it also really started to enter the security industry.

In the territory controlled by the Dutch, many Chinese gathering places needed this kind of business. For this reason, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs in Nanjing sent a representative to Batavia to negotiate with the Dutch. The Dutch would not agree.

But the main task of the latter is still to deal with Yogyakarta. Since entering Java, in several consecutive battles, Hei Bingyang defeated the Yogyakarta people. Then the establishment of the entire slave-catching system became a matter of course.

…

Chen Ming was looking through the account books of Nanyang Labor Service Company in Nanjing City. Compared with last year's income, the income in the first half of this year was higher.

Chen Ding stood beside him with a proud look on his face, his head held high, as if he was waiting for praise.

In the first half of this year, just the first half of the year, his net profit from Nanyang Labor Service Company reached 600,000 yuan, which means that the entire company's profit in the first half of the year was as high as 2.5 million yuan. This is a huge profit!

Nanyang Labor Service Company, which had a total capital of only 1 million last year, had a net profit of 2.5 million in the first half of this year. Then there will be 500 people in one year, which is a 500% income. What an astonishing figure.

Slave trading is indeed a good business.

Although the human trade in the East is far less valuable than in the West, and it is not known whether the West has always had a tight population, the price of a strong male black slave in America is as high as hundreds of pounds, that is, three hundred taels of silver, which is completely unimaginable in China.

More than ten years ago in the Qing Dynasty, a skilled maid only needed ten taels of silver, and the price of a maid without any skills was cut in half. The price of a male servant was almost the same as that of a female, and sometimes even lower.

It is no wonder that in the past few hundred years, Europeans sent tens of millions of black Shuli to the land of America, purely driven by interests.

"How do you want to deal with this money?"

The Nanyang Labor Service Company no longer needs to continue to invest funds, so the profits in the first half of this year will be distributed as dividends. 600,000 Huayuan is not a small amount. How is Chen Ding going to spend it?

Chen Ming asked curiously and expectantly.

"I plan to divide this money into three parts. The first part is 200,000 yuan, and I will give it to my mother for charity."

"The second part is 300,000 yuan, and I plan to set up a venture capital company." The concept of venture capital was of course pointed out by Chen Ming. Chen Ding always kept it in mind after hearing it, and the more he thought about it, the more he thought about it.

"In the past two years, more and more patent inventions have been applied for, but there are more and more reports in newspapers that inventors have given up halfway due to financial reasons. I think this venture capital is worth doing. And as my father said at the beginning, this venture capital can not only fund inventions, but also invest in companies.

As long as one out of ten orders is successful, there will be money to be made."

"The last 100,000 yuan will be left for me to spend."

Chen Ding happily left the Qianqing Palace. Chen Ming praised him greatly, which made Chen Ding very happy.

"Brother, brother..."

Back to his residence, Chen Ding's yard had gathered many little ones. As soon as they saw Chen Ding coming, they all crowded around him.

"Brother, this is my money."

"This is mine..."

"And mine, I want that high slide..."

"I want a carousel!"

"I want a trampoline, I want a trampoline..."

"Water bikes are fun. Brother, you must ask someone to build a water bike, or I'll tell my mother that you're cheating people and money!"

It feels good to be watched by a bunch of brothers and sisters with admiration and crowded around them, but what the hell is this? What does it mean to cheat people and money?

Chen Ding's face froze for a moment, but looking at his brothers and sisters who changed their faces instantly...

"Yes, tell my mother, if there is no high slide, I will tell my mother too."

"And me!"

"Big brother, there must be a carousel..."

Chen Ming's face became even more stiff, "Building an amusement park outside the palace is for you little brats to play, okay?" Chen Ding himself had been to the amusement park several times in his own army, and he was already grown up and didn't need to go to the amusement park to play.

This group of little brats only raised 20,000 to 30,000 yuan in total, "Why did I spend this 100,000 yuan..." Chen Ding doubted his original choice. Why did he tell these little guys about the idea of ​​the amusement park so badly?

He also held the pride of being a big brother and promised them that he would build an amusement park that would satisfy them.

It's his own fault. "This is 100,000 yuan."