Great Tang Southern Emperor

"Boss, our porcelain is not easy to sell." Seeing this, a young man dressed as a clerk said with a bitter face: "After traveling to so many tribes, we only sold two carts of porcelain in total, and they were all sold to them." Nobles, look at Boss Wu's silk, I don't know how many times I went back to buy it, and we haven't sold out the first batch yet."

"No way, the market estimate is wrong." The fat man wiped his sweat and said helplessly: "In terms of exquisiteness, our porcelain is not much worse than silk, but our porcelain has a fatal flaw, that is, it is not Practical, at least not practical for them. Porcelain is not the wooden bowls and plates used by the indigenous people. Porcelain is too fragile and will break if touched slightly. Don’t forget, this Luzon Island is full of They are aborigines, and they are all uncivilized savages. How could they use porcelain?

But silk is different, even if it is not cut, it is still very beautiful on the body. Naturally, everyone likes such things. "

"Hey." The young man sighed: "But our sales volume is indeed not as good as that of Boss Wu. We have to find a way. If this continues, we may not be able to sell a batch of porcelain once we come down. will be punished."

"People don't want to buy it, what can I do?" the fat man said helplessly.

"How do you sell this porcelain?" A person came to the porcelain stall and asked.

"The small porcelain is two animal skins, one, and twenty animal skins for a set of dishes. The price is about the same as silk." When the fat man saw someone came to ask the price, he immediately said enthusiastically, "Brother, don't think that porcelain is easy to break, it's better Silk is affordable... why are you pulling me...don't bother him, let me tell you the truth, silk is indeed affordable, but how long can clothes made of silk last...don't pull me...especially in your jungle , Two years will be enough... But as long as our porcelain is well maintained, it will not be a problem to use it for 100 years... What do you want to do?"

The fat man stopped talking, glared at the young man, and yelled, "Why are you dragging me? We haven't opened yet, and finally a guest came. If we don't open again, we will really go back with a car full of porcelain. what on earth do you want?"

"Boss, no, I..." The young man pointed at the guest with a hellish expression, but couldn't speak.

"Don't point at the guests..." The fat man slapped the young man's hand away, and said with an apologetic expression: "I'm sorry, guest, I'm not sensible, don't mind."

"It's okay." The guest waved his hand indifferently.

"That's good, that's good." The fat man wiped off his sweat and continued to fool around: "Come on, let's continue talking about porcelain. Although this porcelain is indeed a little brittle, as long as you handle it gently, it won't be a problem to use it for 100 years... ...Hey, I always feel that something is wrong?"

He glanced at the young man suspiciously: "Do you feel that something is wrong?"

"Everything is wrong, okay? And the most abnormal thing is..." The young man complained: "Boss, don't you think it is abnormal to have a very fluent conversation with a native in Chinese?"

"Fuck~" The fat man finally came to his senses, and looked at the guest with wide eyes in disbelief: "Brother, where did you learn Mandarin? It's more standard than mine."

"Is this the problem?" The guest was Mutter, and he smiled with tears when he heard the words: "What you should ask me is, how can I speak Datang official dialect?"

"Yes, yes, it should be like this... How do you know how to speak official language?"

"It's very simple, I'm originally from Tang Dynasty."

"It's originally from Tang Dynasty?" The fat man and the young man looked at each other in confusion: "What do you mean?"

"It's literally." Mutter's tears became more intense: "I was originally a fisherman in Datang, and I was hit by a storm when I was fishing at sea, and I was swept here..."

Mutter recounted his own situation, and the more he said, the more he cried, so that in the end it turned into crying, and the fat man hurried forward to comfort him: "I'm sorry, brother, I'm not talking about your sadness, please don't worry about it." Crying, look at your people, they thought we bullied you, you should explain to them... Besides, the big man bleeds and doesn't shed tears..."

"I'm sorry, I made everyone laugh." Mutter wiped away his tears, looked at the people who were gradually gathering around, holding all kinds of weapons in their hands, and quickly explained: "Don't be nervous, everyone, these people are all mine. Compatriots, don’t worry.”

"Chief, is it really okay?" Some people asked, but no one said anything about Mutter saying that the fat man is his compatriot, because everyone in the tribe knows that Mutter's origin is mysterious. At the very beginning, some people wanted to find out his background, but later on, Mutter’s contribution became more and more important, and no one said anything more. Therefore, although he was surprised that Mutter was a compatriot with Datang people, no one thought it was wrong. appropriate.

Mutter shook his head and said, "It's okay, these are all my family members and our friends."

"That's right, don't worry everyone, we are all friends." Fatty also stood up and laughed loudly: "It's rare to meet my comrades today, and today I'm treating guests. You can take whatever you want from the porcelain on this car."

"How can I do that?" Seeing this, Mutter shook his head quickly and said, "You are guests from afar, and I, as the host, have no reason to invite guests to treat guests—boys, let's light a bonfire and welcome our guests. "

"Oh~"

Chapter 595 Future Plans

Chapter 60 Future plans

The bonfire party started, and all the people in the caravan were surrounded and warmly entertained.

As the two leaders of the caravan, Fatty and Boss Wu were even entertained by Mutter himself.

While eating the barbecue, the fat man asked Mutter: "Brother Mu, what are you going to do next? Are you going to continue to be your chief here, or follow us back to Datang?"

"Of course I want to go back and have a look." Mutter took a sip of the fine wine that the fat man brought from Datang, and said with a wry smile: "Although I have been here for more than ten years, I have never felt a sense of belonging to this place. I don't want to go back to Datang all the time—although I am a chief over ten thousand people here, but in Datang I am just an ordinary fisherman, but it is my home after all."

"That's very good. But, Brother Mu, what will your people do if you leave?" Another person next to him asked. The name is Tang Fang, and the two of them are the leaders of this caravan.

"That's right, Brother Mu, although we have a lot of ships, it's impossible to take away all the ethnic groups, right?" The fat man Tang Fang also became serious: "At most, we will just take your family away, not to mention, even if You want to take them away, but they may not be willing to leave with you."

"The two dear friends mean..." Of course, Mutt is reluctant to part with his own people. Although these people are stupid, they respect him very much. Besides, Mutt has been a chief for five years and ranks among ten thousand people. On top of that, if he is allowed to return to a normal life in the future, he may not be able to adapt to it.

"Actually, what we mean is very simple." Wu Wenhai asked: "Just now, Brother Mu, you said that in order to find the direction of Datang, you once traveled the entire Luzon Islands?"

Mutter said modestly: "It is impossible to say that it is impossible to go all over. There are thousands of islands in Luzon. How can I go there by myself? But I have visited all the large islands in Luzon. This is true. real."

"That's great." Wu Wenhai and the fat Tang Fang looked at each other, and they both saw surprises in each other's eyes. Tang Fang even laughed and said, "I didn't expect that, there is no place to find if you break through the iron shoes, and it's easy to get it." Kung Fu. Brother Mu, you are the person we are looking for."

Mutter was confused by the performance of the two: "What do you mean? What do you mean I am the person you are looking for?"

"Brother Mu wanted to come and heard what we said just now. We came to Luzon, and the fleet brought tens of thousands of people." Wu Wenhai said in a deep voice: "Brother Mu, you should have guessed our identities. Bar?"

Mutter didn't deny it, but nodded: "If I'm not wrong, you should be from the imperial court, right?"

"To be exact, our fleet belongs to His Royal Highness King Yue of the Tang Dynasty." Tang Fang corrected: "The purpose of His Highness King Yue's sending our fleet is to conquer this island, and our fleet The fleet is the vanguard, which will be used by the later army to explore the way."

"I already guessed it." Mutter nodded and said, "So, what do you mean?"

"Our goal is not limited to the entire Luzon Island. Our Lord Liu is planning to explore the entire Luzon Islands at once." Wu Wenhai took a sip of wine and said with a smile: "But the ideal is full But the reality is the backbone. We wanted to explore the entire Luzon Islands, but we didn't have a suitable guide. We were still struggling to find a guide, but we didn't expect you, Brother Mu, to come to our door in a blink of an eye. "

"You want me to be your guide?" Mutter also understood what Uwenhai meant.

"That's right, Brother Mu, you have traveled all over the Luzon Islands. You may not be familiar with the topography there, but at least you know which island is where, and this is what we need most..." Tang Fang was very excited , and then couldn't help but began to seduce: "Brother Mu, you can think about it. You have been away from home for ten years. If you want to come, your relatives at home already think you are not alive. How surprised would it be?"

"Put on red and hang colorful clothes? Return home? What's the meaning of this?" Mutt was very moved. He has been a chief for such a long time. How could he not understand Tang Fang's meaning?But there are some things I still hope Tang Fang will say in person.

"Brother Mu, don't pretend to be confused." Wu Wenhai smiled and said, "I don't believe you can't understand what Old Tang means—if you agree to be our guide, it will be a great help to us. Not to mention anything else, just the time saved for us can’t be counted in a day or two. What kind of credit is this? My lord is a popular person next to His Royal Highness King Yue. You have helped him so much. Will he miss your favor? As long as you return to Yuezhou safely, my lord will speak kindly to His Highness the King of Yue, among other things, is it not a simple matter for a junior official?"

"This..." It would be a lie to say that Mutter is not moved. Don't underestimate a small official of the seventh or eighth rank. You must know that in Datang, a county magistrate who is down to the county is only a seventh rank. That's all. An official of a county.

"However, what I want to know is, if Datang occupies this place, how are you going to treat the natives here?" Mutt thought of another question: "If Datang is going to massacre this place..."

"Of course not." Tang Fang and Wu Wenhai looked at each other and said with a smile: "To be honest, although we are conquerors, as long as the local aborigines don't fight to the death to resist the rule of the Tang Dynasty, no one will make trouble for them ? Not only will we not trouble them, but we will also recruit them to be our workers and work for us. This is the strategy set by His Royal Highness, and no one will dare to defy it."

Mutter breathed a sigh of relief: "That's great, I am willing to be your guide."

"Very good. From then on, I will leave everything to Brother Mu." Wu Wenhai and Tang Fang smiled and clinked a glass with Mu Te, drank it down, and let out a hearty laugh.

Of course, things are not that simple. Li Zhen did make a strategy not to massacre the natives of Luzon, but would Li Zhen be so kind?Of course not.

Tang Fang also said before that this is on the premise that the aborigines do not rebel against the rule of the Tang Dynasty, but with the pissing nature of the aborigines in Lu Song, they saw that the Tang people lived a life of luxury, but they themselves could only eat Bran swallowing vegetables, will they be balanced in their hearts?

Impossible, they will definitely set off a riot, and as long as they dare to set off a riot, they will be greeted with the sharpest sword and ruthless massacre by Datang.

But at this time, it is not suitable to tell Mutter about this kind of thing. When Datang really forms a substantial occupation of this place, even if Mutter has an opinion, so what?

Chapter 596 Emerald Rough Stone

Chapter 61 Rough Emerald