War Palace and Knee Pillow, Austria’s Destiny

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the two people changed instantly.

This request was not difficult for the two of them, or even for any businessman who went to Africa to do business, but for Franz and Friedrich, this matter exceeded their expectations. Bottom line.

"I'm not a slave trader. I don't sell black slaves, let alone white slaves! You."

Friedrich was very angry. He was a man with a strong sense of honor. Franz only hoped that he would not be so impulsive on the battlefield.

"We can't give you a white wife. We are not slave traders, but as long as you do what I say, you will have enough money in a few years. By then, you won't have to pursue anyone else, there will be someone willing I took the initiative to throw myself into my arms."

Franz interrupted Friedrich directly. He did not want the relationship between the latter and the indigenous chief who was willing to cooperate to get too tense.

At this time, what Austria's colonies were most lacking was labor. If these indigenous people could be used as their own labor force, it would greatly alleviate the huge pressure they faced in the early days of colonization.

"Money?" The civilization of the Pygmies is too primitive. Their exchanges are mainly barter, and the general equivalents are usually livestock and food.

Franz had no choice but to take out an anticipatory note.

"You can sell your goods to me, and I will give you a voucher. This voucher can be exchanged for goods of the same value in my country. The number on it represents the value."

"Does this paper work for all white people?" Lewis was very smart and thought of this immediately.

"No, it can only be recognized by our country. But there are two common currencies in the world." Franz said and took out another gold coin and a silver coin.

"This is gold and silver. People usually judge their value based on their weight and fineness, but for you, this kind of thing is too dangerous."

"Why?" Lewis played with the coin in his hand. He didn't find any danger.

"Because you can't protect yourself. Once you have these things in your hands, it will attract ill-intentioned countries to send troops to snatch them. So I suggest that if you get gold and silver, it is best to exchange them for our country's expected banknotes, so that It’s the safest, and our country’s product range should be the richest.

Franz did not lie. They did not become slaves because of physical reasons, but if they had gold and silver in their hands, their demise would not be far away, just like the Incas.

Moreover, merchants who come to the Slave Coast usually do not bring too many valuable goods, because guns and cloth are the hard currency here, but Franz is here for business, and the types of goods he brings are very complete. So wherever you go, the local indigenous people will be dazzled.

Lewis nodded. Other Westerners did not have such a wide variety of goods, and they were very stingy, but he still said with some doubts.

“Cotton and cocoa can be exchanged for more than just guns, cloth, sugar, and tobacco?”

"Yes, but you can also use it to exchange for expected cash, so you can freely choose the goods you need."

Afterwards, Franz strongly recommended the anticipatory banknote to Lewis. After all, it would be a great good thing for the country to allow a region to accept its own country's currency.

As the British said, the natives of Kribi were indeed very friendly and took the initiative to help the personnel of the Austrian trading post build houses and build docks.

Lewis was so efficient that groups of natives under his organization, under the command of agricultural experts sent by Austria, began to plow the land to grow cotton and cocoa.

Friedrich sent people to teach the natives how to use weapons, and also served as a teacher of tactics.

Of course, what he taught was not frontal combat, because the physical fitness of these people was really poor, and his experience in Africa also told him that the discipline of the indigenous people could not meet the requirements of line combat.

But Friedrich had the talent of a famous general after all, and he soon discovered that these thin Pygmies were very suitable for special operations. They could hide well in tree holes or even mud.

At the same time, the locals also have a special talent, which is that they can hold their breath for a long time. After training, ordinary people can achieve 3-5 minutes.

The local indigenous people can generally hold their breath underwater for 5-10 minutes, and the longest can even last for 15 minutes, which puts the Austrian navy soldiers to shame.

Also, although the Pygmies do not run very fast, their swimming and climbing speeds are simply ridiculous, and their endurance is amazing.

It's just that his IQ is a bit worrying. Whether it's mathematical ability or logical ability, even Lewis, the "smartest in history" chief, has an intellectual level only at the level of a junior high school student.

Friedrich taught the indigenous people the knowledge of special operations, and the dancing between the two parties looked very funny.

Franz rarely set up a pergola on the beach to enjoy the beach and sunshine.

During the previous celebration, Oshio Shanyin had jumped on Franz, trying to block the attacker's attack. Franz still remembered this feeling, so he gave Ou Shiosugiyin a homemade Kohl. Special revolver.

There is sunshine and beaches, and Miss Sugiune can be considered a beauty, but this miko costume (white robe, hakama, Chihaya) really doesn't match the environment here.

At this time, Oshiosugiine was still busy performing her duties as a maid. She was sweating profusely due to the heat, but she couldn't show off her figure at all. As expected, she still needed a swimsuit to match.

However, the swimsuits of this era were all one-piece swimsuits, and they were not the so-called "death pool water" nowadays, but a combination of dress + pants.

"Stop being busy and take a rest." Franz grabbed Da Shioshanyin's arm and pressed her onto the recliner.

Franz's actions and words obviously misunderstood Oshiosugi Oinkai. She had seen this scene through the crack of the shoji gate (a horizontal sliding door of a Japanese-style house) in the shrine. This was the case with those seniors and patrons. , she couldn't help but feel her heart beat faster when she thought of this.

Franz looked at the blush on the other person's cheeks and subconsciously felt that the other person was suffering from heatstroke. After all, wearing a witch costume was a very strange thing on such a hot day.

"Are you overdressed?"

"Am I wearing too much?" Oshio Shanyin's face was already hot, and she said in a voice as thin as a mosquito's fly.

"Don't you know if it's too much or not?" Franz held his forehead, seemingly confused by the heat.

"I'll get you a coconut, just wait a moment."

Oshio Shanyin looked at Franz who was about to leave and gritted his teeth.

"Please wait a moment."

"what happened again?"

"Can you please pull down the curtain?" Oshio Shanyin said timidly.

Franz thought for a while and it was right. It was indeed not good to be exposed to the sun like this, so he pulled down the curtain. When he turned his head, he found that Oshio Shanyin had taken off the white clothes outside, revealing the chest underneath.

The two sides looked at each other, and the air suddenly became stuffy.

Oshiosugine's figure was very good. Although it was far less plump than Adjani and not as tall as Thalia, it fit Franz's imagination of a beautiful girl of this age.