My Master is Lin Zhengying

"Jinling City..."

Everyone in the cabin looked out from the windows and decks.

Nan Chen is no exception, at the end of the field of vision.

Faintly appeared a majestic giant city.

The giant city seemed to rise from the ground, standing at the end of the river bank.

There is Jinling.

Now the largest city in the south.

On the river, there are countless boats coming and going.

Even, there are many foreign ironclad warships.

Nan Chen stepped onto the bow and stood on the deck.

Seeing Jinling City getting closer, he took a deep breath of air.

Now, he has taken another big step towards this vast demon world.

I really don't know what kind of gains and encounters Jinling City and his party will have...

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Jinling City is right in front of you, getting closer and closer to Nanchen.

Nan Chen's heart was indifferent from the very beginning.

Up to now, there are some small expectations.

When you arrive at Jinling City, you must inquire about it.

In Jinling City, is there a place called "Shang"?

The ship is constantly approaching, and the distance from the dock is constantly shortening.

The surrounding ships are also getting denser.

In this era, it is quite dependent on river transportation.

Places like Jinling City can not only go to the sea, but also enter inland rivers.

It fully possesses the characteristics of a living animal distribution center.

Even before landing, Nan Chen and others discovered that two cargo ships collided on the river.

Not long after, the boat that Nan Chen and others were on docked.

This docks.

The people in the cabin rushed out in a swarm.

Nan Chen was among the crowd, and followed everyone to the shore.

The wharf of Jinling City is very large, very large.

The crowd is surging, coming and going, I don't know how many.

Porters, Lifu, merchants, soldiers, etc., all come and go.

And this just landed.

Then a few young men came forward with something like a promotional poster.

Facing the villagers who went ashore, he said:

"Brother, are you interested in panning for gold in Nanyang?"

"Miners in San Francisco, take care of food and housing, ten oceans a month!"

"The United States grows soybeans, recruits skilled workers, and earns twelve oceans a month."

"..."

Hearing these propagandas, many villagers who had just disembarked were attracted.

Nan Chen frowned subconsciously.

Because these gimmicks that sound good are all deceitful.

As long as these people believe it, they will be sold to foreigners as piglets.

Then go abroad as a slave and never come back.

Wencai Jiale and others are full of curiosity about Jinling City.

Immediately attracted by these propaganda.

Wen Cai was even more curious:

"Junior brother, where is America.

Plant soybeans.

Can every month have twelve oceans? "