Chapter 302 – Family Company
The fate of a slave is largely predetermined. A woman will be sold to a prostitute and kept as a prostitute until she dies. Men would be taken to difficult and dangerous places such as mines, quarries, and logging camps, where they would suffer from heavy labor and die slowly.
And no one sympathizes with their deaths. They are the ones who have committed crimes and been arrested. There is no one in this world who sympathizes with criminals.
It is said that there is no serious crime, but even so, they did not commit heinous serious crimes such as rape, murder, and arson.
If you commit such a serious crime, you can’t even become a slave in the first place. Hanging in the square as a spectacle, shed her entrails and die a horrible death.
Therefore, most of the slaves here are only those who have committed relatively minor crimes such as stealing. They despaired of the prospect of going to work full of death threats as the price for such a petty crime. I resented an unreasonable world.
However, when they heard the news that they were going to work in a textile factory, they expressed their gratitude towards a god they did not believe in, thinking that it was safer and less physically strenuous compared to places like mines.
Even though it is a daily life where I work 18 hours a day and have to sleep for a short time like a bag in a small space without limbs, I was grateful.
“It looks like a high-ranking person is coming today.”
“Are you tall?”
“They say you are the owner of this textile mill.”
They thought of the beautiful woman who had taught them how to handle the weaving machine. She’s the husband of such a woman, and if she’s rich enough to build such a big building, she’s definitely a fat, full-headed, unlucky guy. I thought so.
That’s why I couldn’t help but be surprised when a line of pretty beauties entered the factory. Perhaps the guards watching their actions would have stared at the women if they hadn’t been intimidated by them beforehand.
I saw a familiar woman with pink hair. The woman standing next to him with orange hair and beast ears was definitely a woman he had seen at the slave trade.
At the center of the beauties was a man. A man with black hair and narrow eyes who can’t tell if it’s covered or open, and can’t even guess where he’s looking.
“Are you here!”
“Yes, a lot of work.”
When I saw the guards, who were arrogant towards them, bowed their backs 90 degrees and greeted them loudly, I knew that they were the owners of the factory I had heard rumors about.
I could see a narrow-eyed man talking about something after checking the results placed in one corner. I couldn’t hear it in detail due to the distance, but if I listened carefully, I could hear their conversation little by little among the sounds of the weaving machine that made a steady and steady sound.
“Here are the slaves… Per day…”
“… Hour.”
“18 hours?!”
A loud noise was heard. What are you talking about I’m curious, but I can’t tell because I haven’t heard it in detail. I suppressed my curiosity and returned to my work. If you showed even the slightest distraction, or even yawned, you might be beaten by the guards walking around.
It’s a bit early in the evening after the factory owner and the beauties leave. Normally, this is the time when you should be frowning on a hungry stomach and working in full swing.
But suddenly, a fragrant smell started wafting out. It must be the guards’ dinner.
“Today we are done here! Everyone stop!”
“Uh?”
All of the slaves who were working expressionlessly around them could not hide their embarrassment at the sudden announcement of the end of work by the guard.
“What, what? Suddenly?”
“Stop? Is this over for today?”
“I’ve only worked 12 hours yet… ?”
“Go, guard… Why did you stop all of a sudden… ?”
A courageous young man among the slaves asked the jailer that question.
“Your master told me to work only 12 hours a day. And since we’re serving dinner, prepare your meal.”
A lot has changed in one day. There were quite a few new recruits in the factory, but living in two teams for 12 hours a day did not cause the sleeping space to be reduced.
In addition, even the thin soup, which was no different from water, had ingredients, and bread came out as well.
You can get a good night’s sleep and eat well.
Life, which was slowly heading towards death, where he would have died while digging his own grave in the ground like a mine, has changed.
After 12 hours of labor, I was lying still in bed, staring at the ceiling, and my mouth opened on its own.
“Is the owner of this factory an angel? ?”
Another slave muttered as if he had heard such a self-talk.
“When he heard the story of being captured and enslaved by the guards, he wanted to kill himself by biting his tongue, but he did well not to.”
“He never thought he would be treated like this when he became a slave…”
The culprit was that he stole bread while clutching at his hungry stomach because he couldn’t find a proper job outside.
If you remember being caught by the guards, beaten up, and harshly trained by a terrible man called a torture technician in the dungeon of a slave trading house, this place is definitely paradise.
When I look at the fabric I made after finishing my work, I feel like I made this kind of thing, and I feel rewarded.
I think I will be able to work hard in the future.
*****
“A guest has come.”
“Who is it?”
“I’ve been told that it’s the Caraman Merchant.”
It seems that the effect of spreading the fabric in the window and promoting it to the prostitutes and saying that if the deal goes well, they will give you the introduction fee. It’s been three days since the blankets were laid in the Changgwan, and ten merchants have already come into contact with the merchants that we are meeting now.
“Hmm… Top Karaman?”
The madams of the Changgwan sent all the names of the upper ranks among the customers who visited the store. Stopping by Changgwan means that you have been exposed to the publicity I planned, and there is a possibility that you will become my guest.
I looked at the papers on the table. It is a document that summarizes all the information about the merchant who visited Changgwan. The information about Karaman Merchant was sent from the most expensive spearman, Songbird. In other words, it is the story of visiting the most expensive window shop on the street.
“I tried to go to the most expensive room, but there was a passenger, so I had no choice but to be guided to a regular room…”
A prostitute is a luxury item. Being able to invest a lot of money in such luxury items means you have plenty of room in your pocket.
After reading it roughly, the Caraman Merchants are quite large traders who leave the Pytex Kingdom and trade with other countries.
It is a much better deal than a corner store that sits still and only sells in a nearby shopping mall.
“Not bad. Let it in at once.”
“Yes!”
Phillips replied briskly and left the drawing room. After looking at the door he had left for a while, I was burying myself deep in the sofa. After a knock, the door opened and a series of men entered.
“Nice to meet you. This is Karaman from the top of Karaman.”
“It is the Hanseong of the Black Moon. Nice to meet you.”
I got up from the sofa and accepted Karaman’s handshake. Shaking hands with men is not my hobby, but I can’t help it now. When you get back, let’s massage Natalia’s breasts and heal her heart.
“Sit there. Let’s talk slowly.”
“Ah yes. Great.”
As soon as I suggested Karaman to sit on the sofa across the street, Natalya served tea. I don’t know how many cups I have today.
Unlike executives, merchants are clever. In any case, the merchants might talk to each other behind the scenes and match their words. Therefore, the guild that came to the guild strictly talks about transactions one-on-one so that information about the guild is not disclosed.
Caraman, who was sitting across from her, glanced at Natalia, who served her tea, said thank you, and straightened her eyes.
There were a few bastards who looked at Natalya subtly, as if they were lusting after her, but this guy doesn’t give that nasty look.
Well, courtesy passed once.
“In the singing bird’s room, I saw a quilt made of fabric that was said to have been sprinkled by the black moon.”
Karaman immediately brought up the story. At the same time, he insinuates that he has visited the most expensive window house in the street, the Songbird. He is appealing that his upper class has enough money to spend that much money on Changgwan.
“Well, there are a lot of people like that.”
“Like… Is that so?”
“Yes, today is the third day since we spread blankets on the windows in the city, but how many merchants have already arrived, my fingers are not enough to count them all.”
The upper ranks at a similar level to you say that they have already found a lot. In other words, it is to let people know that there are many other people selling things besides you. You have to make them fret like they did with the executives and make them make hasty moves.
“I understand that they supplied all the blankets to the window shop on the street in one day.”
Karaman asks a question quite calmly. He is trying to figure out the situation.
“We can pull out that much, but as I said before, there are so many guilds that have come…”
“Is demand high compared to supply?”
“To be honest, yes. If possible, I want to distribute even the turntable.”
“So, that means… I want to sell the fabric on a first-come, first-served basis to the top… ?”
“Credit is important. Trust is something you cannot put on yourself. Do you agree?”
“Yes. I agree. It is not up to you to determine your own creditworthiness.”
“You can’t ignore order for a penny or two. Yes, at least a penny or two…”
Karaman gave a fishy smile as if he understood the gist of the phrase, one or two pennies.
“If the price is acceptable to the other merchants, they are willing to sell it first… ?”
Karaman understood exactly what I meant.
