In the South China Sea, strong winds were blowing on the sea.
The sky was dark, a prelude to a storm.
At this time, on the boundless sea, there was a ship flying the British flag sailing on the sea.
Since Britain lost the Third Maritime War between Britain and the Netherlands, although the two countries signed a peace agreement, they both pretended to be pirates and attacked each other. If the Netherlands had been unable to defeat France during the French-Dutch Land War, Britain might not have been able to get off the ground either.
"Oh...damn it, Philim, hurry up and put down those sails. Do you want the whole ship to sink to this cold seabed?" Captain Sam anxiously shouted to the sailor beside him.
"I understand, Captain." Philim replied loudly.
In the strong wind, the whole ship was swaying violently. Sea water is constantly flowing in from the deck.
At this time, the deputy captain of the ship was leading people to perform emergency manual drainage.
"Boss, this ship is a bit heavy. I suggest you throw away all the cargo on the ship!" Vice Captain Jack shouted to the ship owner David.
"Oh, no. Jack, trust Philim, he will take us safely out of this damn weather. Let the people below work harder to drain water. As long as you escape this level, I will give everyone a reward of ten silver coins. "David ordered loudly to Jack.
"Damn miser, why should you consider your own goods first?" Jack cursed in his heart, and then shouted loudly to the man who was draining water with a bucket not far away:
"Hey guys, speed up the drainage. The boss said that after this time, I will give everyone ten silver coins to drink."
"good…"
With the incentive of rewards, the people working on the drainage below worked extremely hard.
The weather is unpredictable, and the storm can come and go as quickly as it comes.
After a while, the weather turned sunny. The ship, which was about to sink, just survived.
"Thank God, I finally got through it." Jack said weakly as he sat slumped on the deck.
"That's right! When the storm comes, it will be sunny. There will be good days in the future, right?" David, the ship owner, who was also sitting next to Jack, replied.
"Yes, boss. But boss, are you sure those yellow monkey Tatars like your muskets will want them? They have always been known as the Celestial Kingdom and they don't lack anything. Apart from opium, I really can't think of anything else I can sell to them." Jack asked curiously.
"Haha... Since you asked, I'm not afraid to tell you. We captured a Dutch ship before. The people above him told me that those gangs now need a lot of muskets, as many as they need. And There is no rebate, and a musket costing only three shillings can be sold there for a pound.”
(There is so much information to be consulted in this chapter that I can’t keep up with the time. The current text will be posted at one o’clock. Everyone will read it tomorrow morning, thank you!!!!)
(There is so much information to be consulted in this chapter that I can’t keep up with the time. The current text will be posted at one o’clock. Everyone will read it tomorrow morning, thank you!!!!)
(There is so much information to be consulted in this chapter that I can’t keep up with the time. The current text will be posted at one o’clock. Everyone will read it tomorrow morning, thank you!!!!)
In the strong wind, the whole ship was swaying violently. Sea water is constantly flowing in from the deck.
At this time, the deputy captain of the ship was leading people to perform emergency manual drainage.
"Boss, this ship is a bit heavy. I suggest you throw away all the cargo on the ship!" Vice Captain Jack shouted to the ship owner David.
"Oh, no. Jack, trust Philim, he will take us safely out of this damn weather. Let the people below work harder to drain water. As long as you escape this level, I will give everyone a reward of ten silver coins. "David ordered loudly to Jack.
"Damn miser, why should you consider your own goods first?" Jack cursed in his heart, and then shouted loudly to the man who was draining water with a bucket not far away:
"Hey guys, speed up the drainage. The boss said that after this time, I will give everyone ten silver coins to drink."
"good…"
With the incentive of rewards, the people working on the drainage below worked extremely hard.
The weather is unpredictable, and the storm can come and go as quickly as it comes.
After a while, the weather turned sunny. The ship, which was about to sink, just survived.
"Thank God, I finally got through it." Jack said weakly as he sat slumped on the deck.
"That's right! When the storm comes, it will be sunny. There will be good days in the future, right?" David, the ship owner, who was also sitting next to Jack, replied.
"Yes, boss. But boss, are you sure those yellow monkey Tatars like your muskets will want them? They have always been known as the Celestial Kingdom and they don't lack anything. Apart from opium, I really can't think of anything else I can sell to them." Jack asked curiously.
"Haha... Since you asked, I'm not afraid to tell you. We captured a Dutch ship before. The people above him told me that those gangs now need a lot of muskets, as many as they need. And There is no rebate, and a musket costing only three shillings can be sold there for a pound.”
In the strong wind, the whole ship was swaying violently. Sea water is constantly flowing in from the deck.
At this time, the deputy captain of the ship was leading people to perform emergency manual drainage.
"Boss, this ship is a little heavy. I suggest you throw away all the cargo on the ship!" Vice Captain Jack shouted to the ship owner David.
"Oh, no. Jack, trust Philim, he will take us safely out of this damn weather. Let the people below work harder to drain water. As long as you escape this level, I will give everyone a reward of ten silver coins. "David ordered loudly to Jack.
"Damn miser, why should you consider your own goods first?" Jack cursed in his heart, and then shouted loudly to the man who was draining water with a bucket not far away:
"Hey guys, speed up the drainage. The boss said that after this time, I will give everyone ten silver coins to drink."
"good…"
With the incentive of rewards, the people working on the drainage below worked extremely hard.
The weather is unpredictable, and the storm can come and go as quickly as it comes.
After a while, the weather turned sunny. The ship, which was about to sink, just survived.
"Thank God, I finally got through it." Jack, who was slumped on the deck at the moment, said weakly.
"Yes! When the storm comes, it will be sunny. There will be good days in the future, right?" David, the ship owner, who was also sitting next to Jack, replied.
"Yes, boss. But boss, are you sure those yellow monkey Tatars like your muskets will want them? They have always been known as the Celestial Kingdom and they don't lack anything. Apart from opium, I really can't think of anything else I can sell to them." Jack asked curiously.
"Haha... Since you asked, I'm not afraid to tell you. We captured a Dutch ship before. The people above him told me that those gangs now need a lot of muskets, as many as they need. And There is no rebate, and a musket costing only three shillings can be sold there for a pound.”
