My Players Are So Fierce

1169: 395.

The trial operation was a huge success, next up is starting to transform into a slave trader – [Monthly Ticket additional 2/10]_3

1169: 395.

The trial operation was a huge success, next up is starting to transform into a slave trader – [Monthly Ticket additional 2/10]_3

They had various sizes of chips placed beside them, while Chenyu, acting as the temporary dealer, maintained a professional smile but was calculating the earnings from this trial run of the evening.

Hmm, it was much better than she had expected.

And she and Old Huo seemed to have overlooked one important thing: for people eager to relax and have fun, the enjoyment itself is far more important than the environment in which they find their entertainment.

When faced with “Treasure Bay’s” dazzling array of entertainment options – none of which had been seen before – and accompanied by music from Another World and an offering of exotic delicacies, even the Northerner merchants found it hard to restrain themselves.

What’s more, the distinguished Count Bai of White Mountain was currently in a VIP box on the second floor, playing bridge with some of the highest-status businessmen.

In the presence of the Queen’s Imperial Brother, who showed no sign of leaving, all the merchants in attendance felt compelled to feign great enthusiasm, even if they had no interest in these forms of entertainment.

They had learned from various sources that Count Bai held a stake in the casino.

It didn’t matter how this news spread!

The significant point was that the news was true; just knowing that was enough for the shrewd businessmen to understand the significance of the casino’s existence.

Although the noble Count had always clarified that he did not engage in domestic politics, his status and position had already determined that his friendship was extremely expensive and valuable.

So, who would pass up such an excellent opportunity laid out before them?

Old Huo, his face glowing with delight, was gazing downward from the railing on the edge of the second floor.

To increase the popularity tonight, he had specially invited some idle players over.

From here, one could see Stick Brother and Wumeioge playing mahjong with two Northerner merchants at a table, with a few of their proficient brothers pointing things out.

And further away, Professor Chen was amiably teaching a few ladies how to play bridge.

Tsk, indeed, the scholarly temperament of the old professor was popular with women; those ladies were nearly clinging to Old Chen.

The young student crowd had “occupied” a machine and were calling out in excitement as they gambled on luck, even engaging in conversations with younger Northerners, discussing topics of interest only to their age group.

Due to the service staff’s wholly inadequate training, Old Huo had to invite the sisters’ group to fill in temporarily as dealers.

Not surprisingly, he found that the table where “Lady Shui” was dealing had an unusually high number of customers…

Alas, the world is in decline!

“How’s everyone taking to it?”

Old Huo cheerfully took a sip of tea and enquired of Xiuhua, who followed him closely.

Xiuhua, with her head down, replied in her throaty voice,

“No negative feedback so far, at least not for the moment; however, the more complicated games are less popular, whereas the lottery sales handled by the Blood Rat Gang at the entrance are doing very well.

The merchants are buying them without much thought, but their servants are very enthusiastic about the chance of ‘overnight wealth.’ In addition, I’ve noticed a phenomenon.

The merchants’ servants don’t follow them into the casino hall; this might be due to the hierarchical status distinctions imposed by the system of nobility and servitude, but they wait outside for the merchants to finish their fun.

We can leverage this manpower!

I suggest that we build a separate entertainment venue for them with the second phase, with a discreet name but interior decoration identical to this one, to satisfy the vanity of the merchants’ followers.

This was an oversight on our part, our localization was not done well enough.”

“Alright, note it down and we’ll make the change later.”

Life is pretty good nodded his head, then looked at Xiuhua, who was still head-down, with a strange expression and asked,

“Chenyu didn’t beat you up, did she?”

“Wu wu wu.”

Hearing about this, Xiuhua started crying out of distress, pleading,

“She’s giving me the cold shoulder these days and even had the other two rascals ignore me; I’m suffering here.

Marry her off quickly and make her move out.”

“It’s not something I can decide, you know.”

Boss Huo sighed heavily, looking frustrated.

However, someone came looking for business soon after.

A Northerner merchant approached Old Huo voluntarily, wanting to invest in the casino; from the gleam in his eyes, it was evident that he wasn’t just spending money to connect with Count Bai of White Mountain, but he truly saw the talent in “Treasure Bay.”

Old Huo always welcomed investment with open arms.

He had assured Lord Murphy that the casino could absorb foreign capital for local construction.

You see, heaps of Gold Coin were now being offered up to him voluntarily!

The two men quickly agreed on an amount, but when it came to the method of payment, Old Huo refused Gold Coin or goods.

“I’ve heard that there are many serfs over in Nordtof?”

Life is pretty good chuckled to the businessman before him, saying,

“You can pay with serfs!

You see, Transylvania is in dire need of revival, and we need a lot of manpower.

If you could bring us honest and reliable serfs to work for us, not only would we be extremely grateful, but the local Governor might even reward you.”

“Serfs?”

The Northerner businessman hesitated for a moment before saying,

“Serfs belong to their masters, and those stubborn landlords wouldn’t let go of their slaves that easily.

But if you just need people, I might have a way.

The good farms in the Kavuhoka Plains Region have already been divvied up, leading to a massive number of peasants losing their lands and becoming vagrants.

The Winter Wolf Legion won’t care about their fate, leaving them to wander is dangerous too.

My brother just happens to be a manager in the Kafuhoka region, and recently he’s been troubled by these vagrants in his domain; they’ll struggle to survive once winter comes.

I just don’t know how many of these landless peasants you can take in?

Do you want more vulnerable women and children too?

Recruitment might be a lot smoother if you accept families as a whole.”

“Of course, we’ll take them all.”

Old Huo’s eyes lit up as he said earnestly,

“The more, the merrier.”