Vikings: Nordic women

Chapter 40 Turning waste into treasure
Miss Sunshine is Margaret's nickname, which comes from her behavior of running around as a child, bringing warmth and hope to others.

Margaret's expression softened. Just as she was about to say something, she noticed the slave owner kneeling on one knee, hammering his left heart with his hand: "Dear Miss Duti, please forgive my poor eyesight. I am a subject under your family's rule. If you like these slaves, I am willing to give them to you for free!"

Hearing this, the slaves' eyes lit up with hope, and they all looked at Margaret's back with anticipation.

"Good lady, please save us, we don't want to die! The great Lord will bless you!" The group of slaves knelt on the ground and prayed.

Margaret glanced at them and ignored them. She helped the slave owner up, brushed the dust off his knees, and asked, "Do you agree to use livestock for sacrifice?"

"No, miss, this will dirty your hands!" The slave owner was flattered and stepped back hastily, his face hesitant, "It's just that sacrifices must use living people as sacrifices. We will replace a batch of slaves and give them to the priests!"

Margaret bit her finger. After about ten seconds, she looked up at the slave owner and said, "How many slaves do you have? I want them all, including the slaves around you. I will buy them all. I will give you one pound of silver for every ten people. I will take as many as you have. I will explain this to the priests!"

Margaret then stuffed the golden pea in her hand into his hand and said, "Here you go!"

She didn't notice that the group of hooked-nosed black-haired slaves behind her were staring at the golden peas in her hand, their greedy expressions almost overflowing.

The slave owner's eyes sparkled, and he looked at Margaret as if he were looking at a mountain of gold: "You are so generous, I will bring you more slaves!"

"Yes!" Margaret nodded. She turned to look at the guards and stuffed a golden pea into each of their hands. "The most loyal knights of the Gotland family, please accept my reward!"

"Thank you, Miss Duti! We praise your generosity. We will always be the most loyal subjects of you and your family!" The guards hurriedly saluted to show their loyalty.

Margaret smiled and nodded secretly in her heart. What the "golden beans" said was right. When she gave someone a 17-gram gold bean, the joy on their face was real.

If we convert it into the gold price of later times, it would be like throwing a bunch of money at everyone you meet. Who wouldn’t like such a person? No, who wouldn’t like money?
As the ruling family of Gotland, she was not short of money. Especially since the people she ruled were all pirates, what she lacked was people's hearts and population.

Margaret sent away the slave owner who was thanking her profusely. She came to the group of slaves and checked their wounds. Some of them had maggots in their wounds.

She immediately grabbed a squirming maggot and stomped it to death due to her obsessive-compulsive disorder. She looked at the guards standing beside her and said, "Go to the cafeteria to get some bread, and go to the priest to ask for some medicine. Just tell him that it's what I want!"

"Yes, sir!" Only two guards were left behind, and the rest ran quickly in two directions.

As people's livelihood has recovered, the canteen has long been disbanded. It has now become a hall serving the army and the lords, and the quality of food has also improved a lot.

Margaret looked at the rotting tissue with worry, and thought that it would be great if there was a batch of greenbottle larvae cultured in a sterile environment. The secretions they used to devour the rotten flesh could dissolve the necrotic tissue.

She looked kindly at the young slave who was leading the group and thanking God: "Who are you and where are you from?"

"Beautiful and kind lady, we are the chosen people of the Lord, we are the people of Judah..."

Listening to the other party's story, Margaret's kind expression disappeared in an instant, and she felt as uncomfortable as if she had swallowed a fly alive.

She actually saved a group of people who had been wandering around the world for thousands of years. Their footprints were all over the world except America. They had stabbed Rome, Babylon, the Ptolemaic Dynasty, the Song Dynasty, the Yuan Dynasty, Persia, the Seleucid Empire, Germany, bald men, camels, and so on.

These countries that took them in out of pity did not receive any gratitude, but were all stabbed in the back in a despicable and vicious manner without exception.

Saving these beasts is simply anti-human, anti-social, and anti-good nature! Giving them a chance to live is simply punishing the good and promoting the evil.

The prototype of the greedy goblin in the previous life's game, she actually met him here? Margaret was furious. Restrain yourself! Don't be angry!
Oh, that's not right, wait a minute!

Some questions suddenly occurred to her, and she squinted her eyes as she stared at the group of Jewish slaves.

She found that she could not enrich her territory even though she had a population, which did not make sense.

After thinking for a while and breaking out of the vicious circle, she suddenly realized that as a member of a pirate nation, she was actually afraid of a group of merchant nations. This was simply a huge joke.

She had perfumes and potions in her hands, valuable commodities that she could not sell.

In that case, why can't she use these resources to let those businessmen help her fight a trade war?
Her plan gradually became clear: first, weaken the enemy through a trade war, arouse resentment among the enemy, and shake the foundation of its rule; then, send a large army to invade, and win the victory in one fell swoop with the help of the two-faced Jewish people.

In this way, she can not only save a lot of trouble, but also get twice the result with half the effort.

Margaret slapped her fist, her eyes gleaming with determination.

However, she faced a thorny problem: how to manage the people of Judah so that they could not leave her control.

She was not worried about how to manage them, but how to control their lifeblood so that they could not survive without her.

She knew very well that once these Jews accumulated wealth, they would most likely set out to do business, and that their property would likely be transferred and never returned.

Therefore, she had to find a way to curb their chances of developing into capital and make them work for her forever.

At this moment, she remembered a sentence from her previous life: "Don't feed the cat at night."

What this means is that not feeding cats at night can keep them hungry, making them more actively look for food and helping to control the number of mice in the neighborhood.

Margaret was inspired and decided to use a similar approach to govern the people of Judah.

She wanted to keep them in a state of precariousness, unable to accumulate enough wealth and power to become permanently dependent on her.

The group of Jewish people shuddered as they watched Margaret rubbing her hands and making an evil "Tom Cat" laugh.

"Miss?"

She came to her senses, fished out a handful of golden peas, and showed her bait to the greedy slaves: "Want it? More bread, more gold!"

She bet, looking at the greed deeply buried in their eyes, if there hadn't been sword-wielding guards standing beside them, they would definitely pounce on her to rob her, and then force her to sign a contract to sell her to a slave trader.

Finally, they cheated the buyer of a sum of money and then sold her a second time. It was not that she had malicious intentions, but that was how their culture was taught.

In her previous life, if their lies had not been exposed by the whole world, she would never have believed that there were such vicious people in the world.

(End of this chapter)