Beiyang new warlord

"You are the one entrusted with the important task by the Grand Master, of course you jumped first!"

"You are the nephew of the Grand Master! Why are you jumping first!"

As expected of the Donglin family, just like the ancient Kong Rong made pears, the two shopkeepers of the Qian family "harmoniously" gave in to each other, but when a group of desperate sailors were dazzled, there was a bang, and the whole Fu Chuan suddenly shook violently, and the two of them plunged downside down together, making two puffs, and there were two more upside-down radishes on the river beach.

Not to mention, they were born in a water town, and the two of them have pretty good water skills. They thumped and pulled their heads out of the thick mud underneath, and even thumped to the surface of the water. Qian Zeng spit dirty water in a fit of anger, and yelled angrily at the top with.

"How did you drive the boat? The female driver?"

But immediately his expression was stunned, because a black, thick and hard shadow was projected in front of him.

With a barrel of three meters and a caliber of several tens of millimeters, it is a multifunctional Liaodong-style ship destroyer!

Along with the thick black, a wheat-colored loli face appeared again, looking down in surprise, the accountant girl I met in Champa smiled and waved her little hand violently.

"Treasurer Qian is so elegant! Come here to practice swimming!"

This is probably the second most uncomfortable time in Qian Zeng's life. The first time was when he missed Mao Jue's proposal to build the North and South Bank. Later, when he watched Dongjiang rise, he had a cup of tea and a few side dishes, and looked at the person sitting opposite him. Luo Yu, the eldest daughter of the Luo family, and Chu Tian, ​​a senior employee of the company, had big watery eyes, and he really wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in.

It's a pity that even though his head was almost down to his crotch, Chu Tian still didn't let him go, blinked at him a few times, and the chick asked with a smile: "The little girl who was the money shopkeeper back then is still not good at all. Remember!"

Following his example, Chu Tian put her little hands on her bulging chest, and shouted in a rough voice: "I, Qian Zeng, will be considered poor if I can't sell a house, and I will never jump off the boat." Sell ​​you East India Company something!"

Withdrawing her body, leaning on the table, Chu Tian stared at Qian Zeng with a smile on her face and asked, "How is the treasurer Qian? You jumped off the bow, how is the trade route?"

"Shopkeeper Chu, don't make fun of me. This trip by Qian is a complete confession. Even if I go back to my hometown, I'm afraid I'll have to spend all my money to pay off my debts! Maybe I'll have to live overseas in the future and go to the shopkeeper Chu to beg for food. When the time comes, I hope shopkeeper Chu will take care of me!"

Chu Tian wanted to continue to attack him, but she was stopped by Luo Yu's small hand. The bright eyes of the eldest lady of the Luo family fell on Qian Zeng with some doubts.

"Treasurer Qian, you are also a big man. Seeing that your ship is empty, you should have handled it almost! Even if you buy the bottom price, you can at least make a few tens of thousands of taels by purchasing in Bangkok. Why do you do this? as self-effacing?"

"Miss Luo thinks I'm humbled? Ha?"

He smiled casually, but in the next second, Qian Zeng burst into tears, knocking on the table and crying loudly: "It's gone! It's all gone!!!"

Seeing the old man crying into a young daughter-in-law in an instant, Luo Yu and Chu Tian couldn't help but widen their eyes in astonishment, and looked at each other.

Just like a child, Qian Zeng followed tremblingly with his head drooping, getting off the carriage, while Luo Yu and Chu Tian puffed out their small chests, if they took another Sword, just look like a heroine.

They went to an unusual place, the governor's office in Bangkok, the trusted minister of Bangkok directly appointed by the King of Siam, and the residence of Sakdina Da Phraya.

Such Siamese high-ranking officials, even when Qian Zeng was at his most brilliant, had to fawn on them. When they saw two women getting off the carriage, the Thai soldiers who were guarding them didn't take it seriously. They went up and yelled loudly to drive them away. After flaunting a badge, several Thai soldiers immediately turned pale and ran in hastily. After a while, they saw the great noble Sakdina Da Phiya who came out respectfully. , Qian Zeng, who followed behind, almost stared out of his eyes.

What made him vomit blood even more was that they came to greet him respectfully, and the two girls hadn't given a good face yet. Luo Yu held his head high and didn't even enter the mansion. , plus the interpreter was still croaking and translating, Qian Zeng didn't hear what he said, anyway, he saw the 70-year-old Da Phraya frequently nodding to two little girls in their early twenties The head is accompanied by a smiley face.

After negotiating for more than a minute, Da Phraya finally showed a look of unforgivable anger, but the anger was not directed at the two of them, but angrily beckoned his housekeeper.

It was barely enough to bid farewell to the skirt and squatting ceremony. The two girls led the fat butler who was wearing a white turban and also wrapped his steps like a skirt. Chu Tian carelessly faced the noble butler Kazuki Da Thumb, yelling at Qian Zeng arrogantly.

"Sister Luo got your Mr. Sunny Sky out, tell him if you have any scum!"

With a lot of smiles on his face, the fat butler bowed heavily to the unbelievable Qian Zeng, and preached with a smiling face in this extremely jerky Nanjing Mandarin.

"Mr. Qian, this way please!"

Next, another very exciting scene, Qian Zeng didn't know who robbed him of his goods, but the chief steward of the inspector's office took him to the Bangkok Town Army Mansion very well, and immediately performed a face-changing scene for him , holding the collar of the Thai general who is defending the city of Bangkok, a 1.8-meter-five-foot-tall man, and when he went up, he was slapped by a big-eared thunderbolt. Roaring violently in his throat, a burst of chattering Thai roared over.

The effect was immediate. The Thai general with a red face on the left personally ordered a hundred rattan armored Thai soldiers. They surrounded Qian Zeng to the port area, grabbed the guards there, and grabbed the collar. The Thai generals in Bangkok were also strong. In fact, a big ear thunder slapped the past.

Dazedly following the blushing port guard out of the Yamen, Qian Zeng walked towards the next institution, and under his toothache-stricken gaze, another loud thunderclap rang out.

One afternoon, seven Siamese officials, big and small, ate slaps one after another. At ten o'clock in the evening, the crab-like Thai general was finally pulled out.

Two Thai soldiers firmly held down the double-hammer crab Thai general who almost frightened Qian Zeng, and the other two took turns to slap him with a palm-sized bamboo board. Amid the crackling slaps, in the blink of an eye, the arrogant and domineering Crab Tai, whose face was already swollen like a pig's head, knelt on the ground in fear and hummed.

On the other end, Qian Xueli led the men in and out of the Crab's military camp, writing in a large ledger in a hurry, while dancing and yelling at Qian Zeng excitedly.

"Big cabinet, there are a lot! We don't have to jump into the sea!"

It was a change of luck, but looking at the crab kneeling on the ground and vomiting blood, Qian Zeng still felt sour in his heart. In the past, he was so majestic in Southeast Asia, but now he is doing the same business. I beg my grandpa to tell my grandma. I almost didn't get driven to a dead end by this big fart official. Fortunately, I personally went to the mansion of the chief executive. In less than a day, I was able to make people spit out the goods obediently. , compare the goods and throw them away!

Sour, Qian Zeng couldn't help humming angrily.

"This ghost world!"

Chapter 718. A Lesson of Blood (Revision)

This time Qian Zeng has learned to be good, [-]% of the tariff is [-]% of the tariff!It's better than wandering around and becoming the prey of some corrupt officials and powers, right?Without Luo Yuti, he sent the goods directly to the East India Company branch in Bangkok without even asking how much he paid.

All in all, the two ships of iron tools were completely lost, bought by the East India Company at half price, and thrown on a ship to the Mughal Empire to fool Brother Curry. As for the ship of official kiln porcelain, due to the rarity of its goods , Earning about 8 taels of silver, if the cost and losses incurred are removed, Qian Zeng can also have a profit of 3 to 30 taels, which is pitifully small compared to the [-] to [-] taels he planned when he came.

Of course, if he didn't risk his life and just dumped the goods in Champa, he could earn more than 1 taels.

The goods returned were also purchased from the East India Company here. There was really no other way. The largest flow of goods in Southeast Asia was in the hands of the East India Company.

However, as a veteran driver of a running business, he actually brought some surprises to Luo Yu and Chu Tian.

"You really want these things?"

Holding the order form, Chu Tian raised her head and glanced at him in surprise.Looking at the workers carrying the boxes, Qian Zeng nodded with certainty.

"I want these!"

It is indeed too long a delay. Even if the East India Company transfers the goods, when the money is collected and the goods are set off again, there will be a few big-bellied lucky boats staggering towards Bangkok on the sea level. Said that the passing ship owner Qian Zeng still knew Wang Zhixing, the shopkeeper of the Wang family of the Jiangzuo family. Looking at Qian Zeng, the shopkeeper Wang greeted Qian Zeng very excitedly, and made an old friend's uninteresting gesture. Seeing his excited appearance, Qian Zeng just waved his hand indifferently.

The distance was too far, and the excited shopkeeper Wang suddenly didn't notice the compassionate look on Qian Zeng's face. He didn't know what he was about to face.

The two boats crossed each other, the sea wind whistled in his ears, Qian Zeng fumbled in his arms again, and after a while, a small iron box came into his hands.

The lid of the box was thrown off handsomely, and then the handle connected to the spring was lowered with a click, a bright flame emerged in the already darkened night, looking at the tap fire in Qian Zeng's hand, The guy next to him couldn't help but show a sense of awe.

If this thing is in the later generations, almost every smoker will have one, a lighter! The technology is actually quite simple. Two open steel boxes, one large and one small, are fastened together. , and then ignite it with a flint-trimmed friction wheel flint similar to a flintlock.

Dongjiang started out selling cigarettes. The kerosene was an accidental by-product obtained after Geng Zhongming's warlord took back Hamiwei and captured the Hami Huojing last autumn, refining the fierce kerosene used in war. So this tap fire has also become an important source in Beiming. Exported goods were sold by the East India Company this year to the Southeast Asian business district with a more developed business network.

Just such a simple gadget marks Beiming’s industrial achievements! Nanming’s population has dropped to 6000 million, which is considered a large population, but it just can’t be manufactured! Because not only the fuel needs to come from the Western Regions, but also the metal that seals kerosene The box also requires higher steel forging technology and anti-rust technology.

Today's Nanming has no such technology!

The most famous export of Daming is silk tea and porcelain, but it is impossible to support such a huge market by relying on these alone. Coarse porcelain and common clothes worn by people are the most profitable for the public, just like the spices in Southeast Asia, although they are good, but the most wealthy, but still no more than the Lianghuai salt merchants who sell crude goods, Therefore, under the shadow of silk tea every year, these humble daily necessities account for a large share of exports, making a fortune in silence.

But now, the advantages of advanced production technology that Nanming can rely on are gone!

Take the Jiangzuo Wang family just now as an example. Almost all the smelters in Zhenjiang were owned by his family. Among the tools and goods Qian Zeng took, some of them came from his workshop. After more than a day of dry burning, the Wang family’s hand-forged pot leaked, and the East India Company’s export pot still had a layer stuck there. a quarter.

In addition to running a few tea mountains, the Wang family is fully engaged in the iron smelting workshop that they are proud of! Qian Zeng can even foresee how decadent and desperate Wang Zhixing will look after Bangkok, but for this, Qian Zeng was also helpless.