Beiyang new warlord

Wu Pu and the others complained about the smell of fish, but Mao Jue couldn't help pinching his chin, looking at the rushing sea water in the distance, thinking about the lack of food in Dongjiang Town yesterday. The problem, but this time, he seems to have seen a solution, and it seems that he can turn this into a way of making money!

Remember that it is taken from the sea, and the West has developed a huge maritime empire.

Chapter 23. Incompetent

This tour is far enough, starting from Phi Island, going eastward and even reaching the waters near Jeju Island in South Korea. Daming really has wide control. The Japanese pirates from the direction of Kyushu Island in the Japanese country have to be attacked by Dongjiang Town to maintain world peace. This important task is good or bad, but Mao Jue always feels that Liaodong is lost, the back of his house is on fire, and he has to carry a bucket to protect the haystacks of his neighbor North Korea, isn't it a bit too bad?

The cruising took ten days, and there was no battle. Mao Jue had experienced the hard work of being a soldier this time. It was really like what Wu Pu said, eating fish until you vomit, even if it is the freshest sea fish, People can't bear to boil sticky sea fish and yellow rice every day. Mao Jue suspected that he was almost covered in scales.

Moreover, even if it is a hard sail, it is easy to operate, but there are many ways to do it. The first is to steer the sail to withstand the wind. It is not so easy to rely on the eight-sided wind borrowed by the schooner, and the maintenance of the ship, the avoidance of the wind and waves, This is all knowledge. Before, he only knew how to build these ancient sailboats. Now he has learned a little bit about how to operate them. As a sailor, he probably won't starve to death.

Sailors are not as romantic as imagined. Cleaning the deck, hoisting and lowering the sails, keeping the ship watertight in the storm, and distinguishing the stars at night and the sun during the day, especially there are ten iron cannons on the deck that need to be cleaned and maintained. After getting off the boat, Mao Jue, who was dark and skinny like a ghost, got off the boat in a daze, said goodbye to Shen Baihu, and walked feebly to his Qianhu mansion.

But watching the master off, Shen Baihu and the broad-faced soldier couldn't help showing expressions mixed with pain and appreciation.

Needless to say, the meat hurts, the goods are shipped once every ten days, and this disembarkation will take at least ten days to repair, and then there will be three days of military training at the Qianhu Institute, which is interspersed. If you want to get the goods, you have to wait until next month And next month, I don't know if this Lord Qianhu will lose his nerve, and then follow him to Bohai Sea to seek guilt.

This possibility is quite high, which is why the two of them were in awe. Except for the first day of the ten-day cruise, Mao Jue completely regarded himself as a small soldier. The Ming army under his hand pulled the sail. When he went to pull the sail, the Ming army broke down. , he went to break down the anchor, and even when the miscellaneous soldiers wiped the deck, he also wiped the deck. This Master Qianhu is very familiar with this kind of kung fu, Shen Baihu even thinks he can't do it.

"Master, what should we do next month?"

Seeing Mao Jue staggering further and further away, the broad-faced soldier with a mournful face asked Shen Baihu sadly.

"What else can I do? Go back and prepare the money! This time, Deputy General Chen may not be able to make it through. Alas, this month is sad! This is a fucking year!"

Also standing on the port and watching, Shen Baihu also shook his head with an ugly expression, mourning.

"Master, don't worry, eat slowly!"

A large table of dishes, such as stir-fried eggs with leeks, stir-fried kidneys, and mutton stewed Eucommia, are all born on land, and have nothing to do with a dime in the sea.

Throwing the package into the small courtyard where he lived, this time Mao Jue didn't even sit on his buttocks, he hailed a carriage and ran straight back to Mao's mansion, and asked Su Yi to prepare a table of meals, which really answered Wu Pu's words, It was still land-based poultry, eggs, and fodder, and the chopsticks were played like a whirlwind by Mao Jue. There was so much stuff in his mouth that he almost spit out from choking.

Seeing Mao Jue's starving appearance, Su Yi was annoyed and funny, holding a water glass to fill Mao Jue, while persuading him.

"You don't know! These two days, eating fish, your young master is about to turn into a fish, so give me another piece of that egg, yes, feed it to my mouth!"

"Yes, Master!"

It's really too much, Mao Jue opened his mouth wide, and an egg full of leeks was stuffed in by Su Yi's little hand. Just a month ago, he could only watch Banhua feed water to the boyfriend of the school basketball team. For the sake of the show, even if there are no audiences, he still shows off this wave of affection with delight.

"Is the mansion peaceful these two days? Has the master ever come back?"

After swallowing that piece of sweet and greasy egg, more than half of the dishes on the table were cooked, Mao Jue let out a breath of comfort, took a sip of the tea poured by Su Yi, and asked.

"Returning to the young master, the master has not come back these days, but according to the past practice, it will take at least a month for the master to go to Ningyuan for business."

"Where's Mrs. Shen? Didn't make things difficult for you anymore?"

"After Shen Qian's death, Mrs. Shen seemed to have lost her soul, and she didn't care much about housework, but Shen Shikui and Master Shen have come to the mansion twice more in the past two days."

"Shen Shikui!"

Mao Jue's eyelids twitched when he heard the name.

In the past, Dongjiang Town was formed by Mao Wenlong who integrated Shenyang Kaitie and other defeated soldiers with fleeing Han people. It was inevitable that many old military departments had to be recruited. They were formed into a group by Mao Wenlong, which made Dongjiang Town today.

Moreover, Shen Shikui is also Mao Wenlong's father-in-law, and the two in-laws are very close. It seems that Shen Shikui should be Mao Wenlong's hard-core confidant. It is estimated that he will not betray Mao Wenlong in Dongjiang.

However, this is the point of view of the authorities, while Mao Jue is a bystander from more than 400 years later. You must know that when Yuan Chonghuan killed Mao Wenlong, only a hundred or so soldiers entered Pidao. Marshal Dongjiang who beheaded his face.

If Shen Shikui was really loyal and had thousands of soldiers in his hands, would he stand by and watch?Moreover, judging from the winners of the greatest benefits of several mutinies after Mao Wenlong's death, Shen Shikui could not escape the conspiracy.

A few days ago, I had a secret conversation with Mao Wenlong. It seemed that Mao Wenlong had a serious tone, and he also expressed his worry and dissatisfaction with Shen Shikui's increasingly flaming power in Dongjiang. Now that Mao Wenlong is not here, Shen Shikui's frequent visits to Mao's mansion always make Mao Jue feel bad. Feel.

But after being suspicious for a while, he suddenly shook his head again. It's useless to think too much now, don't look at Mao Wenlong giving him a thousand households now, I'm afraid he can't even mobilize a dozen or so soldiers from Pang Dahai, flattering him It's okay, when there is a real life-and-death moment, no one will really fight for him, no matter how urgent he is, he still has to eat one bite at a time.

"It's fine!"

After taking another sip of tea and rubbing his stomach, Mao Jue stood up while supporting the table, turned his head and asked, "How is the glass workshop when I'm not here? Wen Meng, He Siyong and the others didn't mess it up, did they?"

"Don't mention them!"

Speaking of this, Su Yi's little nose became tense, and she followed Mao Jue angrily.

"Glassware is selling very well. The newly opened shop, the merchants in the pass look fresh. In the past few days, they have taken away more than 40 pieces and sold them for more than 50 taels of silver. But that Wenmeng is a bad gambler. He had a fit, went to gamble for a round, lost all the money that the young master rewarded him, and later wanted to ask Su Yi for the money, so I scolded him back."

"Master, this Wenmeng must be taken care of! Let him go on like this, not to mention revive the Wen family, and let him wipe out the grocery store you managed to pull up!"

"This guy"

Listening to Su Yi's complaint, Mao Jue was speechless immediately. They are also Mao Wenlong's in-laws. The Shen family, Shen Shikui, and Shen Zhixiang are all well-known figures in Dongjiang Town. The one hundred Wenmengs who made the move were fucking bad gamblers, which really gave Mao Jue a headache.

But what Su Yi said is correct, this little uncle Wen Meng must also take care of him, and he still has a dozen or so brothers who were killed together in the bloody battle in Liaoyang, they can be regarded as loyal, and now he is short of manpower, even one There are no personal soldiers, and they can be regarded as a force that can be used. Thinking, Mao Jue snapped his fingers handsomely.

"My Su Yi is right, go find him!"

"Ah? Young master, really go!"

Su Yi's small face immediately showed reluctance, and she twitched tightly.

It's no wonder this girl is unwilling, it's still the same small gambling house as last time, and the air is still filled with hot sweat and stench, not to mention the little girl Su Yi, even Mao Jue doesn't want to go in.

But it’s not enough if you don’t go in. Standing at the door, you can see that the one wearing the Ming army cotton armor and shouting the loudest, is it Wen Meng or who?

"Hurry up, hurry up, buy it and let it go! Master Wen Jun, are you betting or not!"

The dealer is still the thick-faced man with pockmarks all over his face, but the gambler who used his daughter as a bet has long since disappeared. God knows if he bet himself in, cut off his hands and feet, and is no longer there. In the turbulent waves of Phi Island, a ray of innocent souls became.

But these days, human life is as cheap as grass, and no one cares about such a bad gambler.

The gamblers have changed a lot, but what hasn't changed at this time is Wen Meng's gambling luck, which is a little stronger than last time, and he doesn't need to bet on a knife, but he only has a foundation left in front of him, holding the last piece of broken silver He wavered there.

"Bet! Bet! Bet! Bet again, are you still worth something!"

With the support of the young master, the girl in Suyi is very hot now, just when Wenmeng was sweating profusely, this girl broke in first, holding his nose, and grabbed his ears, the pain was 1.8 meters Many men bared their teeth and shouted angrily.

"Su Yi, dead girl, let me go, Jun Ye, I just play two games, what do you care about, young master, you, why are you back?"

"Hey, Master Wen Jun, let a little girl add a kid with no hair, and I will train you?"

Seeing Wen Meng deflated, the banker suddenly gloated and satirized him.

"Why don't you kneel first, we'll open first, small business, don't waste time!"

It is said that big fish eat small fish, and small fish eat shrimp. Everyone has a nemesis. Wen Meng is definitely a mixed person, but his sister's child, in front of Mao Jue, just can't get along. , drooping his head and squeaking, he didn't pay attention to this guy at all.