Sleep is the state closest to death. When Mr. Wen woke up from his dream, this sentence popped into his mind for some reason. [No pop-up novel website] Opening my eyes, I saw a tent with a light red waterweed pattern swaying on the roof, and a faint fragrance came from my nose. I closed my eyes in relief - and suddenly opened them again, where is this? !
If Mr. Wen hadn't already experienced the wormhole, he would most likely think that he had passed through the soul. My mind became slightly clearer: Didn't I live in the house given by Gao Ji? Although the bed has a curtain, it is just an ordinary blue cloth curtain. How can there be such a powdery air? Where is this?
I quickly sat up, but I felt dizzy, my limbs were sore, and I had no strength at all. Looking around, it was a very small room with no windows. Apart from the big bed under her, there were only a few chairs and vases, bonsai and the like, and two landscape paintings hanging on the wall.
I quickly got up and put on my clothes, only to find that my stab-proof vest, belt, and waterproof boots were gone. The large pocket knife, stun gun, and anti-wolf spray that I never left my body were all gone. This scared him badly. As a "survival madman" who has been practicing for many years, these things are almost the magic weapons of Wen Desi's self-defense. Now that he is in an unexpected situation, he has no self-defense treasures...
While he was panicking, there was a sound on the door, and a lean man of medium build came in, with a look of violence on his face. Mr. Wen is such a person. He knows at a glance that the person coming is not a kind person. He is currently in a unclear situation, so he simply remains silent.
"Hello, Shopkeeper Wen." The visitor cupped his hands carelessly, intentionally or unintentionally revealing the handle of the wakizashi's knife under his waist. Wen Desi heard that his accent was slightly Hokkien.
"Who do you respect?"
The man smiled and sat down in the chair carelessly: "We are all making a living at sea. Recently I heard that shopkeeper Wen came from Australia and made a lot of money selling rare goods. I don't know where the ship is docked, and what is the needle path (i.e., what is the route? Fortunately, brothers, we have someone to take care of us at sea."
Wen Desi did not answer, but asked: "Where is this place?"
The man laughed and said: "This is just the temporary residence of shopkeeper Wen, so why should we know about it? We are very curious about things in Australia, and we hope that the shopkeeper will give us some advice." After saying this, he showed a threatening look.
Mr. Wen thought to himself that you are such a thin and wizened person, am I still afraid of you? Zhengxin had punched and kicked him long ago, but now his hands and feet were so weak that it was difficult to even move. A good man doesn't want to suffer the immediate loss, so he has no choice but to respond:
"That's easy to say. I wonder what your Majesty wants to hear?"
"What kind of ship did you come to Ming Dynasty on? Where is the ship anchored now?"
Wen Desi was most afraid of others asking about this matter, because there was no way to explain it. Lies are also hard to make - a little research will tell you. Since there has never been an Australian ship, the only way is to push it on the existing ships.
"The ships built in Australia are not suitable for long-distance voyages, so we only go to Boni. From Boni, we change to Franchise ships." The authenticity of this statement was difficult to tell, and the king couldn't refute him. He also asked him how he could enter Guangzhou. city.
Wen Desi suddenly had many thoughts in his mind. Since this group of people had kidnapped him, they were obviously not on the same side as Gao Ji, and maybe they were enemies. Now they can only connect all the verifiable things with Gao Zhi. They will not be able to verify it and the lies will not be exposed. Now he went over all the things Xiao Zishan had told him about the smugglers in Haopan Street. Already having a plan in mind, he said:
"When I was in Australia, I heard overseas merchants say that the city of Guangzhou in the Ming Dynasty was rich and hostile, but outsiders were not allowed to enter the city to trade. It was also a coincidence that I learned from a sailor from Yifo Langji that there was a fish island outside the Pearl River Estuary, which was a good place for merchants to trade private goods. Wherever we wanted to go, we got off the boat there and paid someone to send us to Guangzhou City, and the person sent us to Gao Ju's mansion."
"Oh, who's name?"
"I'm new here, so I don't dare to ask any more questions. It seems that my surname is Wang."
Boss Wang on Yuyu Island only heard this from a servant of the Gao family by chance.
"Hey, why does Boss Wang say he doesn't know about you Australian maritime merchants?" A clear and charming female voice suddenly came from outside the door.
As soon as the voice fell, a young girl turned around from behind the door, wearing a lotus color double-breasted tight-fitting jacket and a snow-green long pleated skirt. He is tall, with curved eyebrows and red lips, and his complexion is as white as jade. Her eyes are big and bright, and her eyes move when she speaks, giving her a charming look. Looking again, there was a vague evil aura between his eyebrows.
However, Wang Tou'er seemed to be very concerned about this young girl, so he stood up and gave up his seat with a smile. The girl was not polite, she sat down gracefully, and her wonderful eyes, as if they could penetrate people's hearts, wandered around Mr. Wen's body. Seeing Wen Desi's heart fluttering, what do you think of this girl? Where did this figure come from in the Ming Dynasty in the 17th century?
"Who is this?" Wen Desi was disturbed by her words. He knew that opening his defense at this time would easily lead to flaws, so he first came up with a delaying tactic.
"Hey, it has nothing to do with you..."
"Hey, Mr. Wang, don't say that. I'm not a bad person, and I am also a person with a strong reputation in the sea. Why are you so secretive? I am Li Siya -" she stood up and raised her hands The hem of her skirt, her right foot stepped back and she actually curtsied. Mr. Wen's mind buzzed on the spot. Could this girl be a time traveler too? Besides them, are there other time-travelers in this world? !
He barely managed to calm down, stood up and bowed slightly: "I am Wen Desi."
This time it was Li Siya's turn to be slightly surprised: "Does Australia also practice Western etiquette?"
Wen Desi saw that the girl's eyes were slightly brown and her hair was long and slightly curly. I know that this girl is probably of Portuguese ancestry. Such second-generation natives are very common in Macau, and some of them have Portuguese parents. The kneeling ceremony is just a Western etiquette. Then he calmed down and said with a smile:
"Australians practice Western rituals every day."
"Then you still call yourself Chinese people? Isn't this the destruction of etiquette and the destruction of music?" the girl teased.
"My heart is with China, and I am a Chinese people. It has nothing to do with rituals and music."
"The momentum is quite strong." Li Siya sat on the chair, playing with a small knife - Wen Desi recognized this as the big folding knife he always carried - "But shopkeeper Wen, you haven't answered me yet. If so, Boss Wang doesn't recognize you?" She looked at Mr. Wen boredly and said softly: "Are you going to exist as a man for the rest of your life?"
Wen Desi broke out in a cold sweat, knowing that although this girl's words were charming, her attacks were probably extremely ruthless. When dealing with such people, it is not okay to be soft-hearted, nor is it okay to be hard-headed. I thought to myself that I just said the approximate surname was Wang, but I didn’t say which Wang it was. Furthermore, he heard Xiao Zishan say that groups like the fishermen smuggling gang on Youyu Island are very exclusive and it is impossible for outsiders to get information. He sneered in his heart: You just put a "golden bell" on it.
"I don't recognize Mr. Wang, but I seem to have heard that this person's surname is Wang." In order to soften his tone, he smiled, "I come from overseas, and I only know how to make money by selling goods, and I don't want to inquire about other people's merits. "
"You really have dark eyes but only silver in your eyes."
"It's the nature of businessmen to seek profit when they laugh."
"Why do I feel that Shopkeeper Wen and your subordinates are all extraordinary people?" Li Siya leaned over slightly, and a faint smell of rose water reached his nose, "Zhu Zhu Profits? Who in the world is not a profit-seeking person? Even the emperor is just chasing the profits of his family and his family name." Her eyes flickered, "Shopkeeper Wen, am I right?"
"Yes, yes. That's what Miss Li has taught me." Wen Desi began to doubt whether she was a time traveler again. If she was really a time traveler, it would be best not to be a rotten girl... While he was thinking wildly, he saw Miss Li sitting upright, a few days ago. There was a pile of stuff on the top, including everything from Xiao Zishan's socks to Wang Gong's signature pen. The common feature is that they are not products of this time and space.
"Are these all produced in Australia?"
"It's made in Australia."
Then this pretty little beauty actually picked up Xiao Zishan's nylon stockings - obviously she knew what they were, and she used a bamboo stick.
"How are these socks made? How are they cut? Why are they so transparent and can be elasticated and tightened freely?"
"These are knitted socks, made with a knitting machine." Wen Desi was very familiar with modern machinery: the first hand-operated knitting machine was invented in England in 1598, and could only hook 16 coils at a time, which was quite primitive. It has only been 30 years since then, and the Portuguese may not even know about it.
"Is it a machine?" The girl looked at Xiao Zishan's socks thoughtfully.
"Yes."
"What about this silk? Raw silk cannot be made with such elasticity."
Wen Desi thought that this matter was not easy to explain, and the knitting machine could be said to be ugly. Tell her that this silk is made from petroleum? Then I am afraid that my lower body will no longer exist in the form of a man soon.
"This thing is called nylon silk, not silk. How it is produced is a secret in our country. How do we businessmen know?"
Li Siya nodded, but there was a look of disappointment in her eyes. Wen Desi's heart moved. This girl's slender thighs didn't have a pair of stockings, wouldn't she be a violent creature? It seems that next time we should traffic in nylon stockings in large quantities...
"The way of writing in Australia seems to be Western-style. This pen does not need to be dipped in ink, and it is very convenient to carry." Li Siya sighed, playing with the pen, and couldn't put it down, "Your goods really make me feel like I am sitting in a well and looking at the sky. . I never thought there was a place like this in the world that could produce such ingenious and exquisite things.”
"It's funny."
"You are going to open the sea route this time. Naturally, you will be trafficking all year round in the future?"
"This..." Wen Desi didn't know how to answer.
"Huh, it doesn't matter." The girl smiled coldly, seeming to be saying to herself, "It's only a matter of time before the ocean in Guangdong and Guangzhou falls into the hands of the master. If you want to keep the cargo safe for a long time, you still need to know It's a good time!" After that, he got up and went away minding his own business.
