Chapter 233 Slave Ship

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Chapter 233 Slave Ship

Da *nai nodded, this is a more appropriate method. Yang Shixiang paced, thinking that after Xuan Yun officially became Liu San's concubine, the relationship between his family and the elders had deepened. Unfortunately, his daughter was still in love and could not marry the elders...

He suddenly remembered, didn't his wife's third cousin have three daughters? After all, they are all their own nephews. It can be considered a member of the family, and there is no head of the family, only a boy, so everything is subject to the arrangements of the family? These three girls are of the right age, they are from squire families, they are well-educated and good-looking, and they can be the wives that the elders will marry. I heard that a senator was about to marry the niece of a local landlord.

Yang Shixiang seemed to have discovered a new continent. He tapped his excited fingers on the tea cup. The old man felt strange and asked: "Master, what are you so happy about?"

"Of course, there are good things." Yang Shixiang laughed and covered up the matter.

When a brisk ketch passed through Luhuitoujiao and sailed into the Dadonghai Sea, the midday sun in Sanya was scorching the earth. The sky is blue and the sun is dazzling. It was a brig of about two hundred tons,

The wind direction was just right, and the ship was sailing quickly. Its tattered appearance showed that it had been wandering on the sea for a long time and had experienced a long journey. The cracked plank hull, burned by the scorching Southern Ocean sun, appears to be a ship that has been sailing on the seas of Southeast Asia for a long time. The jib, which was barely held up by ropes, the sails covered with sails, and the holes and scorch marks on the hull all showed that it had had a difficult and dangerous journey.

On the mast, a pennant has been hoisted - this is the high-altitude navigation permission flag. Only ships with such flags are allowed to enter ports controlled by the Lingao regime. A strange flag flutters at the stern of the ship: a red and white striped bottom with the cross of England's St. George in the upper left corner - this is the flag of the British East India Company.

When the ship arrived at the second beacon light at the entrance of the Dadonghai Sea, which was still far away from Anyou's pier, all the sails were pulled down, and there was a sound of ropes sliding rapidly at the anchor chain port. The ship anchored and the sailboat shook. After a few seconds, the anchor rope finally tightened and then stood still.

A steam-powered large boat was coming from the area of ​​Luhuitou Naval Pier, emitting black smoke. Seven or eight sailors on board were on alert with loaded weapons.

"This group of Australians built such a big pier here." A bearded European standing on the stern deck said excitedly. He looked around, greedily looking at the docks and towns along the bay. It can be seen that this place has just been opened not long ago, and it is a bit like the British colony in the New Continent-but the scale is much larger. The fort on the top of the mountain alone amazed him.

"God, this ship can actually move by itself." The captain standing next to him exclaimed. He was tall, thin, and with a haggard face. He is a white man, but after many years of wandering on the East Indian Sea, the sun has given his face the color of tobacco leaves. He is wearing a tattered long-breasted coat. The cuffs were originally white because they were used as napkins for many years. , the function of the handkerchief has become jet black and shiny, several buttons have fallen off, and the rest cannot be seen. There is a bright red Chinese satin belt tied around the waist, and a golden Mughal is hanging on it. style saber, ivory handle, gold carvings. On his feet was a pair of tattered boots. While sighing, he wiped snuff under his nose - years of snuff stains had left him with two yellow beards under his mouth.

"This group of Australians are very capable, so what does it matter?" The people who were looking at them all had smiles on their faces, "What day is it today?"

"On December 2, 163o, the president took a sniff and frowned and said, "You asked me ten times. "

"Thank God for allowing me and the ship to arrive on time and safely." The person who was piously thanking God was the man who obtained the Sanya slave trade patent from the Senate, or the official saying is

As a British businessman under the British East India Company, he received an unexpected gift during his journey: a patent certificate for the slave trade. Of course Quark would not give up this great opportunity to make money. Before returning to Australia, he and the elders of the Department of Colonial Trade had already discussed the specific implementation details. The Ministry of Colonization and Trade gave him the specific longitude and latitude of Sanya, signed the authorization certificate and the port entry and exit certificate, and also gave him a certificate of limited exemption from import and export duties and a navigation permission flag to enter Qiongzhou ports.

After returning to Australia with this pile of treasures in my arms, I immediately managed to catch a boat bound for Banten.

The British Commercial House in Banten is one of the most important strongholds of the British East India Company in the East India region, second only to Surat in importance. This is also the most important stronghold for the British to break into the Spice Islands. The Dutch have been trying to completely conquer Banten. But the British, with the support of King Banten, have always controlled the merchant houses and trade here.

In Banten, his action to raise shares did not go smoothly - news of a new maritime power emerging off the coast of China had vaguely spread to Banten, and the British East India Company's trading station in Banten had received This news, but this news is vague and vague. The arrival, whose exact details were unclear, was the first to bring definite news about the so-called "Australians". Including their magical iron ships, automatic cars and terrifying cannons.

When I was in Banten, many people came to visit me every day and listened to his stories about the "Australians". However, everyone did not fully trust Qur's knowledge - especially the information about large iron ships and automatic cars. Documents and certificates are also suspected by many to be forged. Even the merchants stationed by the East India Company at the trading station were interested in the slave trading plan.

Fortunately, there is no shortage of the most ambitious adventurers among the merchants engaged in ocean trading. Under the encouragement of his father, he finally found 11 shareholders-including two Dutchmen-money has no motherland. A large sum of money was raised and his plan began to be implemented.

He chartered a British merchant ship "Jamaica" locally and sailed to Batavia. He quickly bought enough slaves. The conflict between the local Javanese and the Dutch was extremely acute, and armed conflicts on an IA scale occurred from time to time. During this period, Javanese prisoners were constantly being sent here to perform hard labor. The Dutch considered them useless - the Javanese were notoriously unruly among the natives of the East Indies. So much so that the Dutch did not allow Javanese to enter the city of Batavia in normal times, and when hiring local indigenous auxiliary personnel, they were mainly Makassar.

Qur's request for slave trading was immediately approved by the Dutch authorities, and he subsequently bought 350 captives.

Then the Jamaica started sailing to Sanya, keeping in mind the previous delivery deadline. This deadline was a bit tight for him. He spent too much time in Bantenua in order to raise funds, and the sea voyage consumed even more time.

After experiencing two crises, including storms at sea and being attacked by Portuguese ships, the Jamaica finally arrived in Sanya safely. There were still 250 slaves left in the cabin - the loss ratio was not very high. Such a voyage The distance cannot be compared with the slave voyage across the Atlantic.

After the corporal who boarded the ship for inspection knew that it was a slave ship with a patent trading license, he immediately reported to the Sanya area that all other elders in the Sanya area, except Xi Yazhou and Ji Runzhi, had returned to Lingao. Went to the annual meeting.

He Fanghui also wanted to go back to Lingao - he had been making a fuss about being transferred. The news of the occupation of Hong Kong made He Fang Hui change his mind to become the Hong Kong Governor. However, he sent a telegram back and asked people to test it out. As a result, he was not transferred back. information. He Fanghui originally wanted to take advantage of the annual meeting to participate in the activities in person, but he lost the lottery and had to stay behind. Xi Yazhoupi, who volunteered to stay in Sanya, patted He Fanghui on the shoulder with a smile: "Wouldn't it be better to stay in Sanya for the New Year? When I go back, I have to report on my work and have a bullshit hearing. Why not just relax here."

At this moment, he is in the engineering construction headquarters, supervising the progress of the project with Ji Runzhi - there are no holidays in Sanya, and Tiandu's iron ore must be produced as quickly as possible. This is the consistent policy.

"What? A British ship?" He Fanhui turned around in surprise and asked the soldier who came to report, "Where are the documents?"

He knew about the slave trade patent - the Ministry of Colonial Trade had sent them a memorandum. Of course they wanted to have consumables like slaves, especially when they would soon enter a work stage with a high mortality rate such as mining. Slaves in Southeast Asia are much more cost-effective than consuming laborers who have worked hard to train them.

He checked the document. Yes, the name on the document was the British businessman mentioned in the memorandum.

"Great," He Fanhui greeted Ji Runzhi and hurried to the dock to make arrangements.

There was an eerie scene on the deck of the Jamaica. The 250 surviving slaves were released from the bottom hold in groups of two or three. They blinked their yellow eyes and climbed out of the hatch driven by whips. The rags on these slaves had been programmed with a bunch of tattered pieces of cloth during the voyage. The slaves were all weak and weak - the only food provided to them during the voyage was sweet potatoes. a! ~!