The Soldier of the Ming Dynasty

Jiaofangsi is not far away from the fogyu Pavilion of Yang jiaoniang. It is only separated by two lanes and a street. In fact, the rise of Dashilan, that is, the eight alleys in later generations, is due to the geographical advantages of jiaofangsi.

Not long ago, Li Yuanqing and his party came to the market not far from the door of Jiaofang secretary.

At this time, the simple market has gathered a lot of people, crowded, shouting and selling, quite lively.

Of course, most of the customers are men, and the women who are sold are pathetically staying at the stalls. On such a cold day, many people even wear only single clothes.

There is no way.

After all, they are the goods to be sold, so long as the merchants keep them alive.

Li Yuanqing is also a bit dazzled. There are at least seven or eight stalls nearby. In each stall, there must be seven or eight people as few as possible, and dozens of people can be more. Among them, there are many roles that make people shine.

But Yang jiaoniang just glanced at it roughly. Without careful exploration, she went straight ahead.

Li Yuanqing took Yang jiaoniang's lapel and whispered: "jiaoniang, I think there are some girls here who are not bad. Don't you look at them more?"

Yang jiaoniang could not help but smile and said in a low voice, "Yuanqing, do you like it? Where? I'll go and have a look

Li Yuanqing's old face turned red and said, "No. You know it better than I do. Of course, it's up to you. "

Yang jiaoniang said with a low smile, "Yuanqing, this buyer is just like buying something. Always want to compare the goods. This is the head of the market, must be those who have relations, even if there are good goods, asking prices can also kill you. Don't worry. Let's go inside. The market is very big. "

Li Yuanqing can't help being speechless. Isn't his mother the same as the later generations?

No matter the market or the shopping mall, but where the location is good, even if the goods are the same, the price will definitely be unreasonably high.

Li Yuanqing followed Yang jiaoniang for a few steps and said in a low voice: "jiaoniang, do you mean this is not a government business, but a private one?"

Yang jiaoniang was speechless. She could only stop and explain to Li Yuanqing in a low voice, "it's afternoon now, and the government's auction has not opened yet. Wait until evening. Yuanqing, don't worry. Let's go around first. "

Li Yuanqing nodded, no longer as curious as a baby, with Yang jiaoniang behind, silently looking at the chaotic market.

As Yang jiaoniang said, the market is very big. Only for a moment, the party has turned around at least a hundred stalls, but they still can't see the end.

The more he went, the more surprised Li Yuanqing was.

Because there are not only little girls, but also a lot of little boys, all of whom are pretty.

What's more, there seem to be quite a few customers in the little boy's stall. Listening to them is even higher than the asking price of many little girls.

Later generations, Li Yuanqing also read some introduction and ostentatious articles. When it comes to the late Ming Dynasty, there were more and more literati groups who liked Longyang, especially the old man

Originally, Li Yuanqing thought it was just a show off by the author to attract people's attention

Li Yuanqing quickly put his mind away. This is your sister's, isn't it a hobby to go to Thailand to watch performances with those groups of later generations?

Yang jiaoniang's speed is still very fast. She just takes a glance at each stall, and then sweeps it directly. Li Yuanqing has to keep up with her pace.

He walked on for a while, which surprised Li Yuanqing. Here, there was a booth opened by a white ghost guy, and his goods were all black with dark skin.

Seeing Li Yuanqing, the tall and thin white man quickly showed a flattering smile and revealed his rhubarb teeth. "This master, these are all genuine slaves from Averican. The price is very cheap, only 10 Liang silver. What about? Are you interested? If you want more, we can talk about it again. "

Li Yuanqing's eyes fell to the ground when he heard his strong Beijing accent but some substandard Chinese.

Isn't Daming forbidden to the sea? How could there be such a foreign devil?

At this time, Yang jiaoniang and they have already taken a few steps. Yang Xiaobo sees that her adult has not kept up with her, and reminds Yang jiaoniang in a busy whisper.

Yang jiaoniang turned around and walked to Li Yuanqing. She couldn't help laughing. "Yuanqing, are you interested in these black ghosts?"

Li Yuanqing was not only interested in them, but also very interested. He whispered to Yang jiaoniang: "jiaoniang, you go shopping first. I'll take a look here. Wait a minute. You come straight here to me. "

Yang jiaoniang could not help but look at Li Yuanqing, biting Li Yuanqing's ear and saying, "Yuanqing, you dare to be lazy. Forget it. I'll spare you. I'll settle with you in the evening. "

Li Yuanqing some speechless, even if this life physical strength already quite good, but accompany the woman to go shopping, he is still willing to be inferior.

Yang Xiaobo was supposed to stay, but Li Yuanqing sent him to follow Yang jiaoniang. In case of any accident, he could take care of him.

Seeing Yang jiaoniang's party gone, the white ghost became more and more eager to Li Yuanqing, "how about it? Sir, do you have a favorite? Hey, hey. "He approached Li Yuanqing with an obscene smile and explained in a low voice: "you don't see these girls are very black, but they don't have a charm. You know what people say? "

He patted his head as if he couldn't remember.

Li Yuanqing laughed and said in English, "are you from Africa?"

Hearing that Li Yuanqing could speak English, the white man's face changed. For a moment, he jumped up with excitement and said in English: "God. Well, this is a miracle. I heard my mother tongue here. Sir, have you been to Tessie

Tessie, it's a general term.

It is a vague general term for western countries by the people of Daming at this time, just as the western developed countries were called Europe and America in later generations.

Li Yuanqing smiles, "yes. When I was young, I traveled to England, France, Germany, Spain, Portugal, and the Netherlands

"God. You, you are... " The ghost has been incoherent, shivering in the chest painted a cross.

Li Yuanqing looked at his clothes. It should be a Western wide long sleeve white shirt inside, but on the outside, it was the traditional coarse cloth robe of the Ming Dynasty, which was a bit out of the ordinary. Besides, he was greasy, dark, dirty and smelly. Obviously, he didn't mix well in Daming.

As for his dozens of black slaves, most of them were half grown children and two obese black women. Their clothes were even worse. Some wore ragged cloth clothes, while others were covered with weeds. They were skinny and skinny.

If it wasn't for the twinkling eyes, it would have been dead.

Li Yuanqing can't help shaking his head and laughing. With Daming's conservative degree, this ghost guy wants to have a market here. That's the ghost.

At this time, the ghost finally recovered his breath, "Sir, as soon as I see you are a person of status and status. You've been to my hometown Taixi again. The value of these slaves should be understood. I'll give you a 20% discount, no, a 30% discount. All of them, I'll only charge you 300 Liang silver. "

Li Yuanqing sneered and said in Chinese: "300 liang? I said, sir, why don't you grab it? My young men and girls in Daming are only 5 Liang silver. You mean black slaves, you want 10 Liang silver? They came here from Africa, in your poor ghost ships that don't even live with rats. God knows, do they have infectious diseases? How dare you ask for 300 liang? To be honest, I don't care about 30 Liang silver. "

With that, Li Yuanqing pretended to turn around and go.

The ghost man was not surprised and quickly grabbed Li Yuanqing's clothes, "Sir, please slow down. We can still discuss the price. You may insult my personality, but you must not insult my goods. I bought them for a lot of money from those pesky Dutch

At this time, the ghost also understood that Li Yuanqing was a knowledgeable person. He did not dare to cheat him. His face was full of flattering smile.

"Let go of your dirty hands." Li Yuanqing glared at the ghost.

The ghost man laughed and quickly took away his dirty hands. He said in some embarrassment: "Sir, you must know that you have been to the civilized world. It is quite impolite of you to treat a gentleman in such a tone. "

Li Yuanqing looked at him and sneered: "this is Daming. What the hell? Some gentlemen. It's nothing here. "

The ghost guy was speechless, but he could only please him: "yes. Yes. You are right. This is Daming. "

When Li Yuanqing saw that the ghost man's momentum went down, he said with a smile: "gentleman, what's your name? Why did you come to my Daming? "

The ghost guy heard this, tears and snot can't stop pouring out, "Sir, this is a long story..."

The ghost named Stephen Joseph, is the descendant of a small, decadent aristocrat from the famous port city of Liverpool in the British Empire.

His ancestors, who were soldiers, had made some meritorious deeds and had the title of nobility. However, when he came to his father's generation, he was addicted to gambling. Soon after he was born, his mother divorced his father and remarried. Poor Joseph could only grow up in the street.

At this time, civilization in the age of great navigation had just risen.

Joseph worked in the dock since he was young. His growth was tempered by hardship. He was more mature, more insightful and bolder than his peers.

When he was young, he wandered for a long time on the west coast of the Atlantic Ocean and made a small fortune by relying on the slave trade.

It had already made him rich.

But man's greed is endless.

In particular, he heard that gold was everywhere in the rich East. He took all his family wealth with him, bought a large ship of slaves from the Dutch in Africa, and set out from Cape Town, South Africa, and sailed to the mysterious Eastern continent.

However, the journey to the East was not smooth sailing. Due to the long journey and the storm, scurvy began to spread on his ship before long, causing heavy casualties.

He had a hard time in Southeast Asia, but these white nobles in Southeast Asia were not cold to his weak black slaves.He had no choice but to sell the slaves at a low price in exchange for a meager income to support himself.

His original plan was to sell slaves to the East and return to Europe full of spices and gold. In this way, he would not worry about food and drink all his life, and his descendants could live a noble life.

But the reality is like this, he has to accept it.

After realizing that he could not make a living in Southeast Asia, he finally thought of his original purpose and came to the real East.

He stayed in Macao for several months, but the effect was still very small. At this time, there were less than 100 slaves around him.

In desperation, he decided to go to the capital of Daming and try his luck.

It's a pity that he didn't sell his slaves to Beijing for more than three months, but he didn't have to live in Beijing for more than three months.