Renault just glanced at Bentley noncommittal when he heard the words, without seeing any emotions or anger in his eyes, he asked again:

"How many slaves are there in your chamber of commerce now? What is the specific price? Can you tell me something about it?"

Bentley was taken aback.

He didn't understand what this Mr. Renault meant, he had already given a great discount, but this sir did not say buying or not saying not to buy, instead he asked about the prices of other slaves.

Does Mr. Renault think that the price of female slaves is too expensive and does not intend to buy them, but wants to buy cheaper slaves?

What a baffling gentleman.

When he was about to answer, Bentley suddenly realized that it was wrong!

This is the famous Haichao Chamber of Commerce, how could Mr. Renault be short of money?

It is said that in that sensational trade fair, Haichao Chamber of Commerce's total sales revenue exceeded 2,000 kinnals. How could it be impossible to even get 300 kinnals?

So besides the female slaves, this lord definitely intends to buy more slaves.

Bentley instantly understood that if he didn't change his mind just now, I am afraid that Mr. Reynolds would not ask the prices of other slaves at all. After buying female slaves, there would be no subsequent transactions.

He couldn't help being very thankful that he had awakened in time, otherwise, wouldn't he have missed a deal for nothing?

Thinking of this, Bentley glanced at Evans with gratitude. Thanks to Evans’ reminder just now, he made up his mind that after the transaction was over, he must give Evans a lot of thanks.

After figuring this out, Bentley suddenly smiled and shook his face, and replied excitedly:

"Your Honorable President, in addition to these female slaves, our Chamber of Commerce now has more than 470 slaves..."

"Among them, there are more than 260 adult male officials. They are under 40 years old and are in good health without any disease. Depending on age, body type, and skills, the price range is 4-8. Between Mekinner..."

"There are 150 adult female officials, the price is between 2-3 kinnals, and there are more than 50 children, the price is about 1 kinnal..."

From Bentley's words, we can know how cruel this world is, even slaves are not qualified to be anyone.

People over the age of 40 want to sell themselves into slaves, and the chambers of commerce engaged in the slave trade will not.

In fact, when there was no war, there were still people over 40 who were willing to buy slaves. Unfortunately, with the invasion of the black bastards, several human kingdoms perished, and the number of slaves in the market increased.

Supply has greatly increased, but demand has decreased. This has led to a drop in the price of slaves. It has also made older slaves less and less competitive, and chambers of commerce are no longer willing to buy older slaves.

The reason is simple. In the alien world, due to chronic malnutrition, the physical fitness of civilians is generally poor. Once they are over 40 years old, their physical functions begin to decline.

This also means that their value as labor is constantly depreciating.

More importantly, the older you get, the more frequent the disease and the faster the rate of devaluation.

People who buy slaves are not stupid. When there are more choices, why buy depreciated assets?

After submitting the price, Bentley asked with a smile:

"Mr. Renault, how many slaves do you plan to buy? We are all 10% off!"

Renault glanced calmly at the female slaves aside, Bentley immediately understood what Renault meant. He smiled a little, turned his head and said to him, two Chamber of Commerce employees quickly walked over and took the female slaves away.

Only then did Renault say the long-awaited answer Bentley had been waiting for.

"I want it all!"

Bentley's fleshy fat face immediately burst into a pleasantly surprised smile.

But he was happy for less than a second, and Renault's next sentence came into his ears. It was as if he had been poured with a basin of ice water, and all the joy was gone.

"But, Mr. Bentley, I hope the price is 40% off!"

Bentley blinked his small round eyes. It seemed that he couldn't believe what he heard. The expression on his face changed from surprise to doubt, then to anger, and finally the emotion dissipated completely, and the formulaic smile occupied the picture. Round face.

He looked at Renault with a look of hostility. At this time, in his mind, Renault was a villain who deliberately made trouble, because a sincere customer who bought slaves would never be able to call such an outrageous price.

Although he felt angry, Bentley didn't dare to offend Renault.

A character who can make Mr. Evans so flattering, a president of a chamber of commerce with extraordinary people, is by no means a slave trader who can afford to provoke him, so he has to be patient to explain.

"I'm very sorry, Mr. Renault, this price is really hard for us to accept."

"You should know that it costs us to buy slaves from Xinghai Continent, transportation costs, and there will be losses during transportation. If an infectious disease breaks out unfortunately, then all the slaves in this ship will fall into our hands."

"After the slaves are transported back to Starfish City, they cannot be sold immediately because their health is very weak and they need to be treated by a doctor. The cost of this will not be small."

"In addition, no customers are willing to buy dumb slaves. We have to teach slaves to learn the necessary rules and even let them learn certain skills. These trainings also require a lot of time."

"If the slaves are not sold for a day, the chamber of commerce will have to take care of their food and drink, and let them have clothes to wear and a place to live. All these will cost money."

"If it is sold at a 40% discount, I am afraid the Royce Chamber of Commerce will go bankrupt tomorrow..."

Seeing that the fat man had a tendency to continue to chatter, Renault frowned and raised his hand to interrupt him.

"Mr. Bentley, you may not understand that the number of slaves our Haichao Chamber of Commerce intends to buy is not only 400."

He stared at Bentley's big chubby face and said slowly:

"The quantity we plan to buy is 40,000!"

"The slaves don't need you to train. When handing over to the slaves, you only need to ensure that the slaves are healthy..."

Bentley was stunned.

He kept blinking a pair of small eyes, his pupils completely lost focus, his big fat face turned crimson at a speed visible to the naked eye, and drops of sweat ooze out of his forehead quickly.

However, he didn't seem to feel anything. He just whispered "40,000 people...40,000 people..."

How much kinnal is worth 40,000 slaves?

Even at a huge discount of 60%, it is worth at least 60,000 Kinnars.

More importantly, His Excellency Renault has clearly stated that slaves do not need to be trained.

This can save too much time. In addition, the demand is so huge. After the slaves are bought back to raise their bodies, they can immediately get rid of them. The speed of changing hands has increased countless times. Every day saved is a golden kinnal!

In other words, the cost is reduced by a large margin, and the risk is also reduced, because there is no need to worry about slaves getting sick or dying all the time.

Based on this calculation, the final profit of the Chamber of Commerce may not be less than 8,000 Kinnars.

At this moment, Bentley seemed to see a hill piled by Kinnar, a mountain of golden wealth.

As long as this order is completed, even if he immediately withdraws from the slave trade and no longer does any business, this huge wealth is more than enough for him to squander for a lifetime.

Bentley knew that if he missed it, he would regret it for the rest of his life.

Therefore, this one must be taken at all costs.

As for the customer who made this order, he must do everything he can to kneel and lick him, caring him meticulously, just like his ancestors.

However, before that, Bentley still needs to confirm one thing, that is whether Master Renault is really capable of eating 40,000 slaves.

He glanced at Renault in anticipation and worry, and asked hesitantly:

"Your Excellency, please forgive my presumption. You also know... the money needed to buy 40,000 slaves..."