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After a swift review, the Chamber of Commerce finally cleared the financial accounts for Madelu.
"Sir, the total consists of various items, including silverware, gemstone necklaces, jewelry, and medicinal herbs. We estimate the value to be in gold coins; I wonder how you plan to handle this?"
"How much?" John asked, a bit incredulous. He needed a moment to collect himself. During the initial division of spoils, he hadn't paid much attention, but now he realized just how significant this amount was. He was just a knight, and these items were nothing compared to Redman's clearly superior share.
John understood why people said that when cannons roar, gold coins flow; war spoils were indeed lucrative here.
"Prepare ten carts for us first, with forty draft horses. Fifteen of those carts should be loaded with various grains, and one cart should be filled with assorted spices and salt."
(The draft horses from this world could be used for cultivating farmland due to their magical properties.)
Madelu slightly bent at the waist and respectfully bowed to the person before him before leisurely opening his mouth to speak softly: "May I ask how many troops you command, my lord?" His tone was exceedingly humble and polite.
John was momentarily taken aback by this question, pondering its intent. Before he could inquire further, Madelu continued speaking.
"You need not disclose the exact number. What I meant to ask is, based on the number of soldiers under your command, how long do you anticipate needing food supplies? I will arrange the appropriate provisions based on that." Madelu maintained a gentle smile that made him seem warm and approachable.
"Is that really possible?" John couldn't help but feel surprised and amused. He thought to himself that the services provided by the Chamber of Commerce had become so meticulous and comprehensive.
Seeing John's expression of curiosity and slight confusion, Madelu nodded with a smile in affirmation.
After a brief moment of contemplation, John did not immediately provide a specific number but instead considered carefully before responding: "Let’s prepare based on a standard of two hundred people for now; initially, we just need enough food for about a month."
Once he received the exact number, Madelu swiftly took out a piece of paper from his pocket and quickly wrote down a few lines before handing it to an attendant standing nearby. The attendant took the note without a word and hurried off toward the back courtyard.
"Alright, I heard you mention needing to purchase some slaves. If it’s convenient for you, please follow me." As Madelu spoke, he raised his right hand forward in an inviting gesture, leading John and his two subordinates along the corridor at a leisurely pace.
The group proceeded through a narrow and winding corridor, passing two closed doors guarded closely by several fully armed sentinels. Eventually, they arrived at a spacious courtyard.
Madelu respectfully led them to meet someone dressed in attire that exuded an air of authority. They quickly approached John's side.
"My lord, this is our Dayali Trading Company’s slave market. If you have any needs regarding slaves, feel free to discuss them with him; this gentleman is the overseer of the slave market." With that said, Madelu bowed respectfully before turning to leave.
John raised his hand casually in acknowledgment toward Madelu, signaling that he understood.
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