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Chapter 670 0667 [Young lady, please stay! ]

"These barbarians actually know etiquette."

Zheng Dafu looked at the smiles on the faces of these barbarians and said while stroking his untidy beard.

I ate their meals and canned food yesterday, and today they came to my house with gifts. They are much better than the Kunlun slaves I saw at the Cape of Good Hope.

Those Kunlun slaves are all lazy and gluttonous, no different from pigs and dogs.

A group of soldiers and crew members surrounded the tapir, looking surprised and whispering.

It was the first time they had seen such a strange beast. It looked like a rhinoceros, a bear, a pig, and a cow. It was exactly the four-legged beast in folk legends.

Fan Heng tried to get close to the leader. Although they did not speak the same language, they could still convey some ideas by using gestures.

Before leaving, Fan Heng gave a small bag of salt as a return gift.

Nowadays, with the promotion of salt drying method and assembly line operation in domestic salt industry, the output of salt has greatly increased and the price has been declining. Naturally, the biggest beneficiaries are the common people.

In the past, salt was expensive because one-third or even nearly half of the court's tax revenue came from salt tax. Even though the manufacturing cost of salt was not much, the price of salt remained high under the control of the court.

In addition to cracking down on private salt sales, salt tax naturally became a means for the court to make money.

To put it bluntly, they are exploiting the people in various ways.

This situation was improved in Qi State.

It’s not that the salt tax is not important in Qi State. It is very important, accounting for one-fifth of the court’s annual tax revenue.

However, Han Zhen developed refined salt, added several purification processes, and then increased the price by dozens of times and sold it to the rich.

It is equivalent to robbing the rich to help the poor.

The difference earned from the rich was used to subsidize the common people so that they could enjoy low-priced salt.

Although what Fan Heng sent was coarse salt, to the Indians it was fine salt of extremely high quality.

After just a slight taste, the leader was overjoyed and saluted with his hands folded again.

Human relationships are about give and take.

Within half a month, Fan Heng became completely familiar with the group of Indians and was even invited to the tribe for dinner.

After visiting the other side's tribe, Fan Heng had a clearer understanding of these barbarians. They had a certain level of civilization and understood propriety, righteousness, integrity and shame, but it was obvious that they were just starting out. There was not a single piece of iron in the entire tribe, but there was a strangely shaped bronze mask.

The houses were made of felt, and most of the production tools and weapons were made of bones.

From many perspectives, if compared with the Central Plains, these barbarians were in the Shang Dynasty at this time.

In addition, Fan Heng also accidentally discovered the crops grown by these barbarians. One kind was buried underground, and one plant could produce 5-8 fruits, some as big as fists and some as small as eggs. After being steamed in water, they were sweet and soft.

Isn’t this... the potato that Your Majesty mentioned?
This discovery made Fan Heng ecstatic, and he began to work hard to learn the language of these barbarians.

It is not enough to just find potatoes, we also have to learn how to plant them. In addition, corn, sweet potatoes, cinchona trees and other targets have not yet been found.

……

Two months flew by.

Now, Fan Heng can communicate with the barbarians, although he still stutters a little, but there is no problem in daily communication. If that doesn't work, he can use sign language and facial expressions.

The leader was called Awuna, the new head of the tribe.

The position of chief is not hereditary, but is taken over by the strongest and bravest member of the tribe when the previous chief grows old.

Because disputes often broke out between tribes and there were attacks from wild beasts, the chief's duty was to protect the tribe.

According to Awuna, their ancestors did not originally live here, but at the southernmost tip of the continent. They lost in a tribal fight, and a large number of tribesmen were captured. The remaining people fled all the way north and eventually settled here.

The corn and sweet potatoes that Fan Heng mentioned did exist, but they had no seeds. If they wanted them, they could only cross the rainforests, climb over the mountains, and go to the southern tip of the continent to get them.

Fan Heng asked how far it was, but Awuna stammered and couldn't explain clearly.

After a lot of talking and gestures, we finally got a vague number: two years!
After Zheng Dafu learned about it, he curled his lips and said, "Fuck two years, two years is enough for me to walk from Quanzhou to Goryeo."

He didn't believe that this damn place was so big.

Fan Heng pondered and said, "This place is different from the Central Plains. It is covered with dense forests and the roads are dangerous. It shouldn't be too far. I estimate it is at most a few hundred miles, but if you want to travel through it, it will probably take one or two years."

After staying here for half a year, he has gained enough understanding.

The climate is extremely hot and humid, with dense forests everywhere and thick shrubs that completely cover the ground. One also has to guard against poisonous snakes, poisonous insects and ferocious beasts, and can only walk a dozen miles a day at most.

"We can go around it by boat," Zheng Dafu suggested.

"inappropriate."

Fan Heng shook his head and said seriously, "We only have two ships left now. We don't know the ocean currents, reefs, monsoons, and the length of the sea line in this area. If we act rashly and something unexpected happens, the consequences will be disastrous."

Zheng Dafu was discouraged and asked, "What should I do then?"

Fan Heng said: "Go back!"

"go back?"

Zheng Dafu was stunned.

"Yes, go back."

Fan Heng nodded solemnly and explained, "Prince Yang Xianggong specifically told us before we set out that our main purpose of this trip is to explore the way. It would be best if we can find America, but if not, we can also accumulate experience. The most important thing right now is the sea chart. As long as the sea chart is safely sent back to the country, the court will send more ships later."

"We not only reached America and drew a sea map, but also found potatoes. This is a great achievement. With this achievement, it is certain that Brother Zheng will be promoted to the deputy general of the first army after he returns."

"It's true!"

Zheng Dafu touched his head and smiled: "When are we going back?"

Fan Heng said confidently: "I have inquired clearly. In another month, summer will end and the monsoon will blow to the north. Let's set off during the monsoon."

"I will listen to Mr. Fan."

There was trust in Zheng Dafu's tone.

He is only responsible for killing the enemies, as for returning home, it all depends on Fan Heng.

In the following month, Fan Heng and others were not idle. In addition to potatoes, they also collected seeds of hundreds of plants.

Although they don't understand, the local natives like Awuna know it.

All the wild fruits and vegetable plants eaten by the local natives were brought back. If there were seeds, bring the seeds. If there were no seeds, transplant them with the roots on the boat.

If there was not too much room on the boat, he would have wanted to bring some exotic animals to present to His Majesty.

A month later, the monsoon arrived as expected.

Under Awuna's reluctant gaze, the two large ships raised their sails, slowly sailed away from the bay, and finally disappeared into the boundless sea.

……

……

Guangnan West Road.

Hundreds of thousands of mountains stretch endlessly, majestic and towering, stretching for thousands of miles.

The drizzle of spring rain covered the city of Guizhou.

A charming little lady was walking slowly on the street, holding an umbrella.

Her waist twisted like a water snake, and her round buttocks were faintly visible under her skirt, attracting a burst of hot gazes.

The young woman was completely unaware of this. Her peach blossom eyes, coupled with her distant mountain-like eyebrows, seemed to be able to capture one's soul.

Seeing the little woman walk into an alley, a young man who was following her finally couldn't help himself. He rubbed his hands and quickly followed her.

Seeing this, the tea master at the roadside teahouse couldn't help but sigh.

Alas, this little woman is ruined after being targeted by Luo Mazi.

Dr. Tea felt a little sad when he thought about such a charming and attractive young lady being ruined.

"Fuck you!"

The Tea Master cursed fiercely in his heart, then at the urging of the shopkeeper, he put on a smiling face and went to refill the tea for the customer.

In the alley.

The rain flowed down along the eaves on both sides like pearls falling on a jade plate.

"Young lady, young lady, please stay!"

Luo Mazi shouted and quickly chased after him.

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I thought she would speed up her pace, but she actually stopped and turned her head slowly. Her watery peach blossom eyes seemed to be smiling, and she asked in a soft voice, "What do you want to call me for, sir?"

Hearing the sound, Luo Mazi felt his whole body go numb, even his bones were soft.

He walked up quickly, holding up his umbrella and said with a smile: "My dear, my newly bought thrush is missing. It seems to have flown into your skirt. Can you let me look for it?"

"ah!"

The young woman exclaimed softly, then covered her mouth and giggled: "It's fine if the master wants to find Huamei, but it's a little inconvenient here."

Luo Mazi was overjoyed that he had met such a slut, so he stretched out his hand towards that oval face.

The young woman twisted her slender waist slightly to avoid his hand, and blinked her peach blossom eyes, looking extremely charming.

Gudong.

Luo Mazi swallowed his saliva and asked hurriedly, "Where do you think is convenient, young lady?"

"Why not go to Nunu's house?" said the little woman.

Luo Mazi's heart tightened and he became alert.

Damn it, could it be that he encountered an immortal?
But on second thought, so what? My uncle is the commander of the Guizhou militia. Who in the city of Guizhou dares not to give me some face?

Thinking of this, he asked, "Is there no one at home?"

"Nuna the damned one is at home."

"Since you are already at home, why do you want me to go? Are you trying to make fun of me?" Luo Mazi frowned slightly.

The young woman said in a resentful tone: "You stinky men, don't you like to do it in front of that damn slave?"

hiss!
Luo Mazi took a deep breath and felt like he had found a treasure.

This woman is so fucking slutty!

Seeing his red eyes, the young woman smiled sweetly, holding her umbrella and walked quickly into the depths of the alley. Luo Mazi followed him quickly as if he had lost his soul.

I don’t know why, the little woman’s steps were obviously not fast, but I couldn’t catch her waist no matter how hard I tried.

Soon, the little woman pushed open a door and glanced back at him before entering.

Luo Mazi's heart was burning with excitement. He had played with many women, but this was the first time he had played with one so beautiful, charming and coquettish.

He quickly followed the door and felt a chill under his ribs. Then he fell to the ground like a puddle of mud.

My whole body was so numb and sore that I couldn't even move my little finger.

The young woman said without even turning her head, "Be careful not to kill him. His uncle is the leader of the Wuman (Yi) people. He will be very useful if you keep him."

"Yes."

Two voices were heard, and then one dragged Luo Mazi's legs from the left and one from the right, and disappeared into the room on the left.

In the living room of the main house, a middle-aged man sat upright on a chair, drinking tea silently.

He was wearing a black official robe with a rhinoceros outlined on the chest with gold thread.

"Captain Lin."

Seeing her come back, the middle-aged man put down the teacup and greeted her.

Lin Wanwan put away her umbrella, a smile appeared on her charming face, and she twisted her slender waist to sit on the other side of the tea table. "What is the matter with Captain Huang coming here?"

Seeing this scene, Captain Huang frowned slightly, looking down on the other party in his heart.

A cult is a cult. Even if they become officials, they are still so unruly.

Lin Wanwan took in the other person's expression, but didn't care at all and just made herself a cup of hot tea.

Huang Baihu asked, "The imperial court is planning to take action against Guangdong and Guangxi in the near future. Qianhu ordered me to ask if everything is ready."

"It's almost done. We can close the net in a month or so."

Lin Wanwan played with the tea lid, turning it continuously on the teacup.

Captain Huang said sternly, "This is a serious matter. I want to know the exact date, not this vague and perfunctory answer. Otherwise, if something goes wrong, you won't be able to bear the consequences."

"Are you threatening me?"

Lin Wanwan narrowed her eyes and asked with a smile.

Captain Huang felt like he was being stared at by a poisonous snake, and his scalp went numb, but he still plucked up the courage to say, "I am not threatening Captain Lin, but this is an order from above. If you ruin the government's plans, not only you, but I will lose my head too."

Thinking of the emperor and the imperial weapons, Lin Wanwan felt powerless. She waved her hand and said, "Go back first. I'll send someone to let you know the exact date in a few days."

"In that case, I will take my leave now."

Captain Huang bowed, stood up and left, as if he didn't want to stay here for another second.

Wearing a straw raincoat and a bamboo hat, Captain Huang's figure quickly disappeared in the courtyard.

Watching the other person leave, Lin Wanwan pouted and muttered quietly: "I thought being an official would be so much fun, but who would have thought it would be so boring, like a cow with no rest and a whip behind me."

After venting her anger, she called two of her men.

Both of them were women, and although their looks were not as good as hers, their charm was even greater.

These two were from the Red Lotus Hall. They practiced Joy Zen and emphasized giving away their physical bodies. They were very good at playing with men.

For a man who has experienced the Red Lotus Hall's Heavenly Demon Dance, ordinary women will no longer be in his eyes. He can only fall into depravity step by step and finally degenerate into a puppet addicted to lust.

Lin Wanwan instructed: "Train Luo Mazi as soon as possible, and notify the head of the Blue Lotus Hall in Yongzhou to be ready to take action at any time."

"Yes!"

The two women nodded in response, and then one of them said, "Captain, we don't have enough Enlightenment Incense and Bewitching Incense."

Lin Wanwan instructed: "Use them sparingly. I will send a letter to Guangzhou later and ask Qianhu to transfer some of them over."

After the two men left, she returned to her study, picked up a brush and began to write a letter.

Soon, a secret letter written in plum blossom calligraphy was completed.

After drying the ink on the paper, Lin Wanwan handed it to her subordinates, who sent it to Guangzhou by carrier pigeon.

Looking at the rain outside the window, she stretched lazily and said in a sweet and innocent tone: "Buddha Mother is really something, what kind of official position is it? Wouldn't it be better to enter the harem? As long as you serve the emperor well, your life will be so leisurely and comfortable."

(End of this chapter)