Take the warehouse back to the end of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 148 Finally Arrived at Phi Island
After experiencing the Japanese pirates' attack, the lucky boat finally arrived at Phi Island after drifting peacefully on the sea for a few days.

After the boat boss got Zhao Wen's money, he wisely didn't ask Zhao Wen and others where they came from.

After all, these people are all scumbags, if they are angered, it is estimated that there will be no good fruit to eat.

It was already November at this time, and the weather was very cold. Fortunately, Zhao Wen and others brought cotton-padded clothes when they left, otherwise, they really couldn't bear it.

Zhao Wen and the others wore cotton clothes and pulled their horses down from the lucky boat.

As soon as it landed, several guys surrounded it.

"Do you guys live in the store? Our store is cheap and affordable."

A man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks rushed to meet him.

Zhao Wen glanced at him lightly and said, "Where is your store?"

"My shop is not far from the ferry, sirs please." A clerk bent forward and walked in front.

Zhao Wen didn't bother to ask other people, so he followed him.

After walking a few steps, a dilapidated inn appeared in front of everyone.

Looking at the inn, Zhao Wen frowned tightly.

The man saw Zhao Wen's concerns, so he hurriedly said, "My lord, Phi Island is a small place, and almost all the inns here are like this. Our inn is better among Phi Island. Other inns , not even as good as ours.”

"My lord, why don't we just live here? Anyway, we won't live here for long."

Zhao Daniu leaned close to Zhao Wen's ear and whispered.

Zhao Wen nodded and replied: "Then let's live here, stay here for a few days, and then visit Mao Wenlong."

Zhao Wen looked at the guy and said, "Free up all the upper rooms in your house, and the gentlemen will stay with you tonight."

Hearing this, the clerk immediately burst into smiles, and ran into the inn in a hurry. After a while, a fat shopkeeper led several clerks and ran out.

"There are distinguished guests coming, but I can't greet you far away, please forgive me." The shopkeeper smiled and cupped his hands at Zhao Wengong.

The reason why the shopkeeper is so enthusiastic is because of the large number of Zhao Wen and others.

If one or two people come, the shopkeeper will not come out at all.

In addition, the clothes these people wore seemed to be of good quality, and everyone led the horse, so they became enthusiastic.

Zhao Wen nodded, and then handed over the reins of the war horse to the guys who ran over. "These horses are the war horses I bought from Xuanfu Town. They are precious. I want to sell these war horses in Phi Island. You take good care of them."

"Gentlemen, we will feed your horses well enough for you, so you don't have to worry about it." The shopkeeper welcomed Zhao Wen and others into the inn with a flattering face.

"Gentlemen, there are four rooms in the upper room, and all of them have been vacated now. Would you like to eat first?" the shopkeeper tentatively asked.

"Let's get a room first, and then you can serve us the food.

For meals, serve your signature dishes, and remember that money is not a problem. "

Looking at the noisy crowd in the hall, Zhao Wen said in a deep voice.

This skin island is not big, but there are many people on it.

On the way from the ferry, Zhao Wen saw many refugees with their families. Many of them had bald heads and no long hair.

After asking, I found out that these refugees had all escaped from Liaodong. When they were in Liaodong before, because of the shaving order, all Han Chinese-style hairstyles were shaved into money rat tails.

After fleeing to Phi Island, they shaved off the tail of the money mouse and prepared to grow their hair again.

Those young and strong people with some strength basically stayed by the ferry, carrying sacks on the ferry.

The rest of the old and weak lay on the side of the road with a broken bowl before them, begging for alms from the poor.

But the whole Phi Island is full of refugees who have escaped from the disaster, who can give them alms?
Even Mao Wenlong, the commander-in-chief of Dongjiang Town, can only help them every once in a while.

In the eyes of the imperial court, the soldiers in Dongjiang Town were all a bunch of motley crews.The annual military salary is really limited, and Mao Wenlong really has no money.

In this inn, many diners were Ming soldiers wearing tattered red mandarin duck battle jackets.

The mental state of these Ming soldiers is not very good, basically they are all sallow and thin men.But it was much better than the one carrying sacks at the ferry.

These Ming soldiers are subordinates of Mao Wenlong, the commander-in-chief of Dongjiang Town. At this time, they are lying on the table to eat wantonly, and each of them is like a wolf dog, attacking the food in front of them fiercely.

The shopkeeper looked at Zhao Wen with a puzzled expression, and explained: "A while ago, General Mao won the battle, and now the imperial court's silver reward has also come down. So, they came to me for a tooth-fighting sacrifice."

"Don't you save the reward money? Just spend it like this?" Zhao Daniu looked at the soldiers who were feasting with suspicion.

Zhao Daniu is a well-known person in Longmen Fort. On weekdays, Zhao Daniu would hide the money that Zhao Wen gave them.Never spend money, and don't eat and drink outside like everyone else.

Now that Zhao Daniu saw that these Ming soldiers were eating and drinking after receiving the silver reward, he couldn't understand it for a while.

The shopkeeper let out a long sigh and said, "Basically all the soldiers on Phi Island escaped from Liaodong, and all their family members were killed by Jiannu. What's the use of saving money? Maybe, I just got the money today." , and die tomorrow.”

"I see." Zhao Daniu nodded, looking at the soldiers sympathetically.

"In this way, don't Dongjiang Town never lack soldiers?" Zhao Wen looked at the shopkeeper.

"There is no shortage of soldiers, but there is a shortage of money. The imperial court only gave Dongjiang Township a military salary of more than 1000. When it was transported to Dongjiang Town, half of it would be lost by those officials. I am afraid that only more than [-] soldiers were paid. It's hard to be a general."

"Hearing your tone, you're still fighting for Mao Wenlong, the commander-in-chief of Dongjiang Town." Zhao Wen asked.

The innkeeper smiled bitterly and said, "This inn belongs to Lord Mao, and I am just the innkeeper."

"I see!"

Since Mao Wenlong was promoted to the chief soldier of Dongjiang Town, he has opened many shops by taking advantage of his position.

In fact, most of the shops on Phi Island belong to Mao Wenlong, and there are even quite a few shops in Denglai.

Mao Wenlong had no choice but to pay so little for the military, plus being wiped out by those officials, there was not much left.

If Mao Wenlong didn't do this, he probably wouldn't even be able to support soldiers, let alone support these refugees?
Under the leadership of the shopkeeper, Zhao Wen walked to the second floor of the inn.

Zhao Wen occupied a room by himself, and the rest shared the other rooms equally.

Compared with the Longmen Fort, this room is really a bit too poor, but it is indeed a first-class room here on Pidao.

Half an hour later, a few servants headed towards the second floor with food boxes.

The soldiers of Dongjiang Town who were sitting in the hall looked at the young man carrying the food box going up, talking a lot for a while.

"Who were those people just now? Why are they dressed so richly? Even those followers are wearing brand new cotton clothes."

"These people don't look like businessmen. How could the businessmen be all young and strong? And those young and strong are all powerful men."

A soldier from Dongjiang Town pulled a waiter over and asked carefully, "Who were those people before? They don't look like businessmen?"

"You said these people, they are really businessmen, but they are not ordinary businessmen. They are a group of horse dealers, and they have a group of more than a dozen war horses. Every war horse is a good horse from Xuanfu Town. .

Now they came to Dongjiang Town to sell these war horses and get some Korean ginseng back.Now their horses are in the backyard stables. "

The man said slowly to the Dongjiang Town soldier.

When Zhao Wen just got off the boat, someone asked him why he pulled so many horses.

And Zhao Wen didn't want others to doubt him, so he just said nonsense.

Today's Zhao Wen, in the trade with Horqin, Zhao Wen also obtained a large number of war horses.

Therefore, for Zhao Wen now, a few war horses are really nothing.

Even if these war horses were sold in Dongjiang Town, it would not be a big deal.

The soldier from Dongjiang town waved to the waiter and told him to leave.

"Brothers, let's go and see their horses and see how they look."

"Okay, I think it's okay."

Several Dongjiang Town soldiers hurriedly put down their chopsticks and hurried towards the backyard.

"Hey Law!"

Before the few people reached the backyard, they heard a few horses braying.

"The voice is high-pitched and clear, and Kong Jian is powerful. This is a good horse."

"How do you know it's a good horse?"

"Hey, before I came to Dongjiang Town, I used to raise horses for those Jian slaves in Liaodong, don't I know?"

"All right, all right, you are the best, let's go and have a look."

Several people discussed in low voices and walked into the stable.

A man with a scar on his face ran directly to a war horse and looked towards the horse's buttocks.

I saw a brand branded with a soldering iron impressively.

"Come and see!" Scarface hurriedly shouted at the others.

"Scarface, what are you looking at? Is there anything to see?"

Everyone hurriedly surrounded the past.

I saw the scar face pointing to the two Chinese characters "Jiayi" branded with a soldering iron on the horse's buttocks and said to everyone: "Only the army will use this method to leave a mark on the horse. Other than that, ordinary people don't know how to use it." It is impossible.

If you look at these again, basically every war horse has a brand on its buttocks.It seems that the origins of these people are really unusual. "

Scarface pointed out all the war horses of Zhao Wen and others in the stable.

Sure enough, every war horse had a brand on its buttocks.

"What shall we do now?" asked a man who looked only seventeen or eighteen.

"What else can we do? Hurry up and report it. Didn't our commander-in-chief always want to form a cavalry? If we report this news this time, our rewards will probably be indispensable."

When everyone heard Scarface's words, they became excited one by one.

(End of this chapter)