Daming: If I find a great-grandson, I will teach an emperor through the ages

Chapter 260 Grand Master will never deceive me, Africa is a treasure land

Gunshots rang out,

"Plop,"

Thousands of African natives fell down after being shot, and large stains of blood soon spread.

Seeing their companions bleeding and falling, all the other African natives shouted in panic and yelled at Zhu Zhen and others, but they did not dare to step forward any more.

Fear is the best yoke.

Zhu Chu waved his hand and called for the translator.

"Tell them to find someone in charge and put down their weapons and we will stop killing people."

The translator honestly translated Zhu Chu's words. After hearing this, the African natives looked hesitant and looked at each other. However, when they saw the two hundred musketeers behind Zhu Chu still pointing their guns at him, they instinctively The fear still made them put down their weapons.

"That's right," Zhu Xi raised his lips, "Ask them who is in charge."

Everyone here looked at Zhu Chu and others with strange eyes, and some Zhu Chu could only see the whites of their eyes.

"If you don't want to die, just be honest and we can still give you food."

After entering the middle of the village, we finally came to the chief's residence. Compared with other thatched tents, the chief's residence was wider and thicker, and was supported higher by some thick wooden stakes.

"Tell them to take me to the chief."

Zhu Ming didn't understand, so he asked the translator to translate for him. After he understood, he said to the chief:

The translator asked again, and a native shouted something.

"what did he say?"

Under coercion and intimidation, this group of natives took Zhu and others back to their so-called "stockade."

Seeing the chief, the African natives who had followed him gathered around and told him what had just happened.

Zhu Zhen clearly saw the anger on the chief's face. He shouted a few words, and then many indigenous people with weapons immediately surrounded the village and stared at them eagerly.

"Back to my lord, he said that their chief is in the village, not far to the west."

"You devils, kill the warriors of our tribe, we will not let you go! Kill them! Use their skulls as sacrifices!"

As for the natives who came back with Zhu Chu, they knew that Zhu Chu had a mysterious weapon that could easily kill them, so after the chief gave the order, several people began to persuade the chief.

After arriving at the village, Zhu Zhen felt as if he had entered a latrine. The stench was astounding, including human feces, animal feces, and the sour smell emanating from groups of natives who had not bathed all year round. All kinds of unpleasant smells were intertwined. Being together made his head hurt.

Zhu Chu pinched his nose and endured the discomfort to tell the musketeers to calm down. Of course he could order the killing of all these natives, but this time they came to open a plantation and grow cotton to make money. Killing people blindly was not the answer. .

The musketeers behind Zhu Chu also set up their guns. As long as Zhu Chu gave an order, they could slaughter all the natives here.

And during the march, Zhu Zhen and others got slightly closer to the African natives, and smelled their strong odor. Zhu Zhen quickly frowned and distanced himself.

In Zhu Chu's view, their village was not much better than the pig pens of the Ming Dynasty. They were dwellings barely propped up with thatch and branches, and they couldn't even be called houses.

There were men and women in the village, all of them had dark skin, and most of them were half-clothed. Zhu Chu could not see any order or civilization here.

The old chief waved the stick in his hand with great posture, directing the surrounding natives to move forward.

The chief is an old man with the long feathers of many birds woven on his head and body.

After the translator translated, the chief ignored his threats and still shouted for his warriors to kill these enemies.

Seeing the surrounding natives shouting and roaring, approaching them bit by bit, Zhu Zhen shook his head helplessly, "Fire a few shots, don't kill them all."

The musketeers heard the order and pulled the triggers in unison.

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

……

In the blink of an eye, a large number of natives fell down, and the loud sound of muskets also panicked them. Many female natives in the periphery saw this scene and let out ear-piercing screams.

The scene became chaotic. Some people wanted to step forward, while others wanted to retreat. All the natives' faces looked as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

"Quiet!" Zhu Zhen shouted loudly.

Although he didn't understand the language, his approach had an effect, and the surrounding natives became honest with his roar.

Zhu Zhen looked at the chief again. The anger and arrogance on his face were no longer there, but instead, there was an indescribable fear of the unknown.

Taking a musket from the soldier on the side and pointing it directly at the chief, Zhu Zhen asked, "Now, can we have a good talk?"

After the translator translated, the chief nodded anxiously. He had never seen Daming's musket and didn't know what it was, but he knew it could easily take his life.

Zhu Ming nodded, pinched his nose again, looked around, and asked:

"How many people are there in your village..."

After some strenuous questions and answers, Zhu Zhen roughly understood the situation on the African continent.

Now they are in a tribe that is located near the sea. The total number of people in the entire tribe is only more than 400 people.

The relatively large city-state, or country, in Africa is an emirate called Kitara. The capital of the country is far, far away from here. The chief doesn't know how far it is.

In addition to one tribe here, there are three other tribes in the surrounding west and north, which are similar in size to here. Further to the west, there are larger tribes or towns in the mainland.

Historically, China's first contact with Africa was Zheng He's voyage to the West, which reached as far as the Indian Ocean.

Cao Wei had also arranged for Zheng He to go to sea before, but it was very purposeful and the target was America. Therefore, everything Zhu Chu learned at this time was also the Ming Dynasty's first-hand information about the land of Africa. After figuring out the general situation, Zhu Zhen ordered his men to take out the food supplies they brought with him.

"I give you food and you do things for me, is that okay?"

The chief looked at the food in front of him with surprise and uncertainty. There were some things he had never seen before.

The more primitive indigenous tribes in Africa like this rarely do farming. They live by hunting. Although they also have wheat crops, they rarely see pasta products.

And they lack cooking equipment and seasonings. Whatever they eat has the most original taste, which is difficult to evaluate.

Zhu Zhen picked up a piece of bread, put it into his mouth and chewed it, indicating to the chief to have a taste. The chief tentatively picked up a piece of bread and bit off a piece.

The indigenous people can still make the simplest flour product, bread, but the bread they make is not the same thing as the bread they eat at this time.

In the flour cakes made by the indigenous people, you can eat anything that is not flour, and the taste is no different from eating dry soil.

It was the first time for the chief to eat the fragrant pancake. He finished one piece in two or three mouthfuls and looked at other foods, showing a strong greed and desire.

"Okay, as long as you give us food, we can work for you."

The daily life of the indigenous people is to fill their stomachs in various ways. Since someone gives them food, why bother?
Although Zhu Chu killed many of them, did they have the ability to resist Zhu Chu?
Therefore, the chief made a wise choice and agreed to Zhu Zhen. Anyway, they could not defeat this group of outsiders, so they might as well make themselves comfortable, eat well and be lazy. It seems to be the characteristic of all Africans. Their laziness has been engraved in their bones, so after the demise of ancient Egypt , Africa has become the most backward continent in the world.

Zhu Zhen nodded, and then ordered more than two hundred musketeers to guard the stockade, while he himself led a few guards back to the place where he landed.

Their landing this time was just for exploration, and a large number of manpower and supplies were still on board the fleet.

Returning to the shore, Zhu Zhen ordered all farmers to land ashore, as well as soldiers, leaving only two hundred people to guard the fleet.

Returning to the tribe again, Zhu Zhen asked the soldiers to set up camp two miles away from the "stockade". A day had passed while he was busy.

the next day,
Zhu Chu sent a thousand soldiers to go to the other three tribes mentioned by the chief yesterday. Under the same coercion and inducement with big sticks and jujube, the other three tribes also obeyed obediently.

In this way, there are more than a thousand labor forces that can be used. Although this number is still very small, we can finally get started.

So Zhu Chu began to look for land suitable for growing cotton. During the search, Zhu Chu saw a very strange-looking tree. After asking, he learned that this tree was called an oil palm and could produce a large amount of oil.

Out of curiosity, Zhu Zhen ordered people to pick and squeeze the oil. A lot of oil was squeezed out, and it was used for cooking food. It tasted very good.

This is another way to make a fortune.

"Master, don't deceive me. This Africa is really a treasure land." In just two days after arriving, Zhu Xi's face turned dark. However, he did not complain. Instead, he became more and more grateful to Cao Wei for pointing out something for him. Clear path.

In addition, Zhu Chu discovered that there are also cotton varieties native to Africa, and after inquiring, he found that the growth cycle of cotton native to Africa is shorter, which is another good news for Zhu Chu.

After ten days, Zhu Zhen led the farmers to finally find a piece of land suitable for planting. It was a plain with a radius of dozens of miles. It was enough for the initial stage of cotton planting, and then they set up camp again.

Then Zhu Chu started the first step of building the plantation, building a house.

They have to live here year-round. Obviously they cannot live in thatched tents like the indigenous people. And the indigenous people have to prepare a place for them. Even the concentration camp in Datongpu is much better than thatched tents. .

In that dirty and messy environment, the indigenous people would often get sick and plague would break out. Now the indigenous people have become the labor force in Zhu Zhen's hands. Zhu Zhen must not let them continue to cause harm to himself. These indigenous labor forces represent cotton. It's money!
It took half a month to complete the basic structure of the plantation. The houses built were not very good, but they could shelter from wind and rain, and they could be lived in on a large scale and were easy to manage.

Finally, the more than a thousand indigenous people were gathered together, and while they began to plant cotton, they sent out soldiers to continue expanding outward and looking for more labor.

Zhu Chu's target of looking for labor is still the indigenous tribes. As for African city-states and countries, Zhu Chu is not prepared to contact them for the time being.

To deal with the natives, he only needs to give them food, but to deal with those city-state forces, food alone is definitely not enough. If he wants a large amount of labor, he must at least pay real money.

Or Zhu Chen could lead his troops to knock down the city-state and enforce its management. However, Zhu Chen only brought 10,000 troops this time. Against a larger city-state, even with the powerful thunder cannon, 10,000 troops were really not enough. , so Zhu Chu planned to develop in a humble way first, only looking for small-scale tribes, and expand the plantation little by little.

When I come to Africa for the second time, I should be able to visit those big city-states...

...

Two months passed in the blink of an eye, and the scale of Zhu Chu's plantation had taken shape, with more than 26,000 indigenous laborers in the plantation.

This was the result of Zhu Chu's efforts to search everywhere with his troops, but almost all the indigenous tribes in this area had been found, and the plantation's labor force seemed to have reached its upper limit.

Most of the cotton grown in the plantation is cotton seeds brought from Daming, and the rest is native African cotton.

The growth cycle of African cotton is only more than three months, and the first batch of cotton will be harvested in less than two months.

Zhu Zhen walked boredly in the plantation, followed by more than ten guards.

Looking at the garden full of natives, coming and going to water, fertilize, and remove insects from the cotton, Zhu Chu grinned and shook his head.

In addition to being unhygienic and extremely dirty, the biggest problem among these natives is that they are lazy, so lazy that Zhu Ming was outraged!

Many natives came to the plantation and could work honestly in the first week, but later they began to cheat and cheat. Only after receiving a whip could they be able to work hard again.

Even if they are often whipped, there are still many natives who show their laziness. They will not miss the slightest opportunity to be lazy, so whichever native has the most whip marks is the laziest.

In addition, from time to time, there would be three or five natives who would resist the guards together. Zhu Qi didn't know where they got the courage to shout or even attack the Ming soldiers guarding them head-on.

However, they refused to listen to the warning, as if they were not afraid of death. When the soldiers raised their guns and killed two of them, they remembered the preciousness of life again, and became frightened. It was a typical example of not forgetting to eat but not to fight!

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the other side,
Korea.

Xu Zengshou arrived in Goryeo with 20,000 troops and weapons and artillery. After joining Daoyan, Gokomatsu once again sent Ikkyu Sunzong to negotiate.

Hou Xiaosong must have been really anxious this time. He actually used half of the territory of Koryo as a condition, hoping that Ming Dynasty could terminate cooperation with Koryo. He also said that it would only take three years to conquer the entire Koryo country, and half of it would be conquered by then. The land is offered with both hands.

This kind of thing was only used by Ming Dynasty to other people. Hou Xiaosong and others obviously made the wrong idea. Both Daoyan and Xu Zengshou sneered at Ikkyu Sunzong's proposal.

He drove Ikkyu Sunzong back without mercy, and then Xu Zengshou led his army southward.

(End of this chapter)