African Entrepreneurship Record

Not long after, a colorfully dressed black warrior came to the scene. Compared with the surrounding indigenous people wearing simple cloth and the plainly dressed East African soldiers, it was obvious at a glance that this black warrior had a high status in the Yeke Kingdom.

"I am the bodyguard of His Majesty Msili. Your Majesty has agreed to receive you. Please come with me." said the black warrior.

"Please." Becker made a polite gesture in response.

The black palace guards of Yeke Kingdom led Becker and others towards the capital of Yeke Kingdom.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, I saw a city surrounded by large and small slums, with a magnificent palace standing in the middle.

The urban environment is naturally unsightly, and the East Africans covered their mouths and noses before crossing the muddy road mixed with unknown liquid.

This made the palace guards of the Yeke Kingdom feel very embarrassed. However, these East Africans were the guests that His Majesty Msili wanted to see, so it was not easy for him to get angry.

When everyone passed through the slums, it seemed as if they suddenly came to another world. The dirt road turned into a road paved with stone slabs. The palace they just saw outside the city was surrounded by a circle of walls, but it was too short and was covered by the slums. As a result, everyone could not See.

This is probably the royal city of the Yeke Kingdom. The royal city reveals a strong Arabic architectural style. The stone pillars and carvings are not indigenous to the indigenous people at first glance. This should have been built by Msiri specifically by craftsmen from the Zanzibar Sultanate.

The black guard led Becker and others into the city gate. The guard guarding the gate saluted him with a gun in his hand. After passing through the city gate, the palace suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Everyone, according to His Majesty's request, you are not allowed to bring weapons into the palace. You can only enter the palace if you leave your weapons to us for safekeeping. Otherwise, you will have to rest here." The guard said to Becker and others.

This is difficult for the East Africans. Guns are their lifeblood, especially when they are in the enemy's camp. Naturally, they cannot hand them over to the enemy.

At this time, Becker called Merk over and said: "Mr. Merk, I was responsible for this matter. Naturally, I need to be responsible to the end. I will take the slave translator to see that Msiri in a while. You will lead The team is waiting here. If anything happens, you will have to rely on yourselves."

"Don't worry! Mr. Becker, if these natives don't open their eyes, I will let them know what is beyond the reach of a lion's butt," Merk said.

"Well, then I'll go in first. You guys stay here. If you don't wait until I come out, you can decide what to do!" After saying this, Becker took the translator and followed the guards into the Kingdom of Yeke. royal palace.

In the main hall.

"Are you the envoy of the East Africans?" Msili wore a golden crown and a magnificent royal robe. He was lying on a throne made of lion skin without a statue. Behind him, several indigenous maids were holding banana leaves. fan to fan the wind.

"Yes, I am an official from Mbeya, the royal territory of East Africa. I came here this time because I have a deal that I want to discuss with His Majesty." Becker said to Msili.

"Hmph, you East Africans are so brave. How dare such a small number of people come to discuss business with me! You must know that you have cut off my financial path!" Msili said a word that was so mindless that Becker almost lost his mind. Break defense.

Becker secretly thought that, indeed, these natives were uncivilized barbarians who only knew how to eat the weak. If East Africa was the party showing weakness, I am afraid they would have taken action long ago.

But Becker still politely said to Msili: "Your Majesty, why do you say this! We in East Africa have always been on good terms with your country and have never neglected your country. It can be said that there has been harmony between our two countries for more than a year. Get along and seek common development.”

Becker deliberately opened his eyes and told lies, so Msili on the throne laughed angrily,

"Others don't know the details of your East Africa. Don't I, Msiri, the greatest believer of God on earth, know?

get along in harmony? Thank you East Africans for having the nerve to say it. When I left Tanganyika, that land was the territory of our local people. You know, I also grew up in Tanganyika. You East Africans are just They took away our land.

Is this what you call living in harmony? Tanganyika is such a huge place, but you have snatched it all the way to the vicinity of Yeke Kingdom.

Moreover, you also monopolize the slave industry, causing our country’s fiscal revenue to decline year by year. If it were not for my great King Msili, the Yeke Kingdom would have disappeared long ago..."

Msili counted the crimes of the East African colonies in detail, becoming more and more angry. After all, the one who suffered the most from the expansion of East Africa was himself.

Originally, relying on the slave trade, the Yeke Kingdom was able to get wind and rain in Central Africa. Msiri also lived a luxurious life through the slave trade, but since East Africa blocked the trade route, Msiri could only further exploit the indigenous people in the region in order to continue to maintain his luxurious life.

In fact, none of the above will make Msili so angry. In Africa, it has always been about who is stronger and the winner takes all.

But East Africa is too uncivilized. What makes Msili most unbalanced is that the East African colonies continue the slave trade, but they force themselves to contribute, and forget about their efforts without being paid, which is equivalent to working for the East African colonies in vain.

After listening to Msili's complaints, Mr. Becker finally realized that Msili's mouth was dry, so he found some wine to moisten his mouth.

Becker took the opportunity and said: "Your Majesty, actually you have misunderstood us in East Africa. We also love peace."

"Haha." Msili watched Becker's performance like a monkey.

"Actually, most people in East Africa are peace-loving. Just like me, I am definitely a messenger of peace, but there are bad people in East Africa!

When I came to your country this time, I actually wanted to communicate with His Majesty that the bad guys in East Africa have already begun to plot against the Kingdom of Yeke. "

"Stop pretending! How many East Africans are you planning to send to fight against us?" Msili said calmly.

Saying this, Musili has actually started planning to run away. Naturally, he knows very well the strength of the East Africans. Even the Arabs themselves cannot defeat them, let alone the East Africans.

"Your Majesty, why do you say this? We have said that we East Africans love peace. It is just a few individuals who want to sow discord between our two countries. However, our righteous people in East Africa will naturally not stand idly by and that is why I paid this visit." Baker Er said.

"Then what do you want in East Africa?"

"Your Majesty, I already said when we entered the palace that this time we are here to discuss cooperation. Of course it will be beneficial to you and at the same time beneficial to us in East Africa," Becker said.

"What kind of cooperation?" Although Msili knew that East Africa was not holding it in, she still asked.