"Fabialo, come here!"
In the evening, Jindila naturally wanted to entertain everyone. After the banquet started, he waved to Fabialo.
Fabialo came to Jindila's side and found that Heraclius and Li Zhi were also there.
"Fabiallo, Li would like to get to know you."
Because Li Zhi said he wanted to get to know the businessman who sold the two pieces of Tang Dynasty porcelain in the first place, Jindila also wanted to make friends with this businessman from Datang, so she told him truthfully that those porcelains were from Fabia. Luo brought it.
"Lee, nice to meet you!"
"I'm glad to meet you too, Master Fabialo, but can you introduce me to the merchant who sells these two pieces of porcelain and the tapestry unicorn belt?"
"Old Peter? If that's the case, Mr. Li, you have to go back to Porto with me."
"Old Peter?" Li Zhi asked doubtfully: "Isn't the person who sold you these things a Tang Dynasty person like me?"
Fabialo shook his head and said: "No, he is a Venetian. Here in our country, Venetians are the best at doing business."
"He should have his own channels for these things, but I didn't ask. If you want to know, I can take you to him. He is now in my territory and is responsible for helping me expand the Knights."
"Okay!" Li Zhi nodded: "Then I'll trouble Mr. Fabialo."
Several people chatted again, and Li Zhi was still very popular. Everyone listened to him tell some anecdotes about the Tang Dynasty.
Especially the man named Ping Guogong actually has many legendary stories, which is simply a legend of the Tang Dynasty.
Early the next morning, Fabialo took the gold coins and Li Zhi and started to return to Porto. It had been a few months since he came out, so naturally he had to go back early.
Li Zhi also wanted to see his colleagues in Europe as soon as possible, and even left the glass exhibition to his followers.
There was nothing special along the way. After arriving at the castle, Fabialo called his butler over.
"Go and invite Mr. Peter!" Fabialo thanked Old Peter very much and wanted to continue trading with him in the future, so he even changed his title.
"Lord, Mr. Peter left Porto just the day before yesterday and went to the north to help the Knights purchase war horses." The butler said awkwardly: "It will probably take a few months before he comes back."
There was no phone or paging on him. Old Peter had to go through several horse-producing areas in the north. It was really not easy to find him.
Fabialo had no choice but to tell Li Zhi regretfully: "I'm sorry, Li, it's still a few months before old Peter can return to Porto. It's a wasted trip for you. But if you are willing to live in our Porto For a while, I also welcomed it very much.”
Li Zhi thought for a moment and shook his head and said, "It's a pity, but I can't stay here for so long. I can only come to visit next time."
He is a businessman after all. This time Europe has sold almost all the goods he brought, so he naturally plans to go back and buy another batch of goods.
The road back was not peaceful. There were bandits and pirate groups formed by the defeated Arab Empire troops everywhere. It was not known how long it would take to return to Damascus.
He never imagined that he was only two or three days away from Tang Ping.
Tang Ping was completely lying flat at this time.
The gold coins obtained from selling a set of tableware and a set of chamber pot not only bought farm tools and cattle and sheep livestock for the island residents, but also bought two new sailboats. The extra money was enough for him to live for several years. The system still didn't know when the upgrade would be completed, so he just ignored it.
Every day he either plays cards and games with the children on the island, or fishes for crabs on the sea, and then studies new dark cuisine when he goes back.
The pizza he developed using flour is quite popular here, and Tang Ping also passed on the recipe to everyone, telling everyone that the most authentic pizza must have pineapple.
"Ha!" Tang Ping yawned and tightened his tight clothes. Winter is about to pass, and some crops will start to be planted here after spring. It will be busier by then, and it shouldn't be so boring anymore. .
Then I saw two sailboats coming towards Waitanhope Island from a distance. The sails of the sailboats had a big Chinese character "Tang" written in red on them.
This is Alaric and Locke back.
Of course, the residents of the island cannot lie down like Tang Ping. Even in winter, when there is no crop production, they will make some handicrafts, fruits and mushrooms from the trees on the island. Ah and stuff like that let Alaric sail out and sell them.
Tang Ping felt that it was too slow for them to make money, so he simply taught everyone how to boil salt.
In ancient Europe, salt has always been known as "white gold", which is not an exaggeration.
During the Roman Empire, part of the salary of imperial soldiers was replaced by a small bag of salt. At that time, equal weights of salt and gold cost the same.
Later, with the continuous expansion of the scale of salt mines in various places, the value of salt has declined.
But it was still a valuable thing. This time Alaric and the residents of the island also learned wisely. They used part of the cooked salt to make pickled fish and bacon.
Because pickled fish and bacon are suitable for preservation, they are considered valuable hard currency.
Another thing is to sell a small amount every time you sell other things. Because the quantity is not large, it will not attract other people's attention. At the same time, it can also allow the residents of the island to live a prosperous life.
The roar of the sea breeze quickly brought the sailboat to the edge of the newly repaired pier. Locke was lying on the side of the boat and saw Tang Ping fishing on the edge of the pier and shouted directly: "Tang, help!"
Tang Ping was stunned for a moment, and then asked: "Who is injured or sick?"
"We saved someone, but he seems to be dying!"
Because occasionally people on the island got sick, Tang Ping and his team cured them, so the residents on the island felt that Tang Ping and his team's medical skills were very good.
Tang Ping didn't expect Alaric to save people again, and said to Locke: "Send them to our cruise ship!"
Of course, their cruise ship was also parked at the pier, and Locke and others carried a temporary stretcher and sent the people over directly.
Lying on the stretcher was a young European man. Although he was originally Caucasian, his face was flushed at this time.
Tang Ping put his hand on his forehead and felt it was hot.
"The fever is so severe!" After looking at the wound on his waist, it was probably caused by inflammation of the wound that was not treated in time.
"Old Cui, get some medicine!" Although the medicine was limited, he still had some medicines that he always had when he came out. At this time, he couldn't care less about saving people.
