Bang... Xu Youcai smashed the tureen in his hand and his face turned livid.
"Trash, they are all trash. You can't do such a small thing well, and let people rob Zhuangzi. What's the use of raising you."
The saliva he brought out when he spoke sprayed onto Butler Xu's face.
Butler Xu stood still respectfully, with his head lowered, letting Xu Youcai curse, not daring to speak.
After enough scolding, Xu Youcai sat back on his seat and reached out to grab the tea cup, but found that the table was empty and said angrily: "If there is anyone alive, come in."
The study door was opened, and a servant of the Xu family walked in cautiously and said respectfully: "Master, you give me your orders."
"Clean up the floor and bring over a new cup of hot tea." Xu Youcai pointed at the broken tureen on the ground.
The servant called another person in. One of the two men cleaned up the broken tureen on the floor, and the other brought a new cup of tea over.
Xu Youcai picked up the bowl and took a sip of tea, and said to Butler Xu: "Fortunately, we transported the grain from the village to the grain store in the city a few days ago, otherwise you will never be able to redeem yourself this time."
"Yes, yes, yes, I know my mistake." Butler Xu bowed his head and admitted his mistake, and then said, "Now that Hutou Village is powerful, why not ask the Second Master to take action."
"Second Master, Second Master, you know Second Master." Xu Youcai said angrily, "Why don't I send you to Taiyuan to be Xu Tong's housekeeper."
"I don't dare, old slave." Butler Xu stood aside with his hands down.
What he was thinking about was that if he could really go to Taiyuan to work as a housekeeper for Mr. Xu, who would still stay in Lingqiu? A concierge in Mr. Xu's house would receive more money than a big housekeeper like him could earn.
Xu Youcai picked up the bowl and took a sip, then suppressed his anger and said, "Take some servants and go to the village outside the city to have a look. If the bandits leave, take the village back first and find someone to take care of it."
When he heard that Zhuangzi asked him to go outside the city, Butler Xu's heart trembled and he hurriedly said: "Master, let's go with someone else. The old slave seems to have caught the wind and cold. His head is a little heavy now. I'm afraid I can't go out of the city for the master." .”
He had a clear idea in his mind that the bandits from Hutou Village did not just rob and leave. When he left Zhuangzi in the morning, he noticed that hundreds more bandits had entered Zhuangzi, obviously intending to stay there permanently.
At this time, he didn't want to go to Zhuangzi outside the city and get into trouble.
Xu Youcai's face darkened, and after a while, he said: "Forget it, since you don't want to go, I will arrange for other people to handle the affairs of Zhuangzi outside the city. You can go to the county government later to report the case, saying that something happened to our Xu family's Zhuangzi." bandit."
"Yes, this old slave will go to the Yamen to report the case."
Butler Xu retreated from the study, closed the door and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Before returning to the city, he knew that Hutou Village did not just grab and leave. It was obvious that he wanted to seize the Xu family's Zhuangzi outside the city. Otherwise, he would not have been allowed to steal Zhuangzi's land deeds and land deeds.
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"Shopkeeper Yang, go this way. Hou Dafu should be at the dock now." A middle-aged man walked in front, wearing linen clothes. Although a little shabby, he was very clean.
Yang Yuan came to Tianjin Wei for a while and has been looking for a cannon-making craftsman. After repeated inquiries, he found a cannon-making talent who did not belong to the craftsman camp.
Officials of the Ming Dynasty did not pay attention to those craftsmen who could make muskets, but craftsmen who could make cannons were different. They were specially placed in the craftsmen's camp and guarded by special officials. Unless the officials could be bribed, the craftsmen who could make cannons in the craftsmen's camp would not be able to do anything at all. Can't take it away.
This made Yang Yuan, who had been in Tianjin Wei for so long, still unable to find a suitable cannon maker to return to Datong.
The person who brought Yang Yuan to the dock was Yazi from Yahang. When it comes to finding people, as long as they are willing to spend money, people from Yahang are the most useful.
While walking, a black spot suddenly appeared on the sea in the distance. As the black spot slowly approached, Yang Yuan noticed that the black spot on the sea was a huge ship.
This was the first time he had seen such a big ship. It was many times bigger than the ships he had seen before, and his pace involuntarily slowed down.
When Yazi who was walking in front saw this, he stopped and said, "This is a sea ship. Shopkeeper Yang is from Datong. He must have never seen such a big ship!"
Yang Yuan shook his head. This was indeed the first big ship he had seen in his life.
He never thought that a ship could be built so big. It looked like a moving fort on the sea, and its tall hull was like a towering side wall. The closer it got to the coast, the smaller it made people on the shore feel. .
Na Yazi said with a smile: "This ship is not big. Huang Qianhu also has a two-masted fortune ship, which is called big. Unfortunately, he went to the Japanese country and never came back. I heard that it encountered a storm and sank in the seabed."
"Is the sea so dangerous?" Yang Yuanyi frowned.
"Of course it is dangerous, otherwise why would our Ming Dynasty ban the sea?" Na Yazi said, "If there is a little bit of wind and waves on the sea, huge waves will appear a little further away. The hull and keel are not strong enough and can easily be destroyed by the huge waves. If you smash it into pieces, the boat and the people will sink to the bottom of the sea."
Yang Yuan said in confusion: "If the sea is so dangerous, why did Huang Qianhu send a ship out to sea to go to a place so far away from Japan?"
"Shopkeeper Yang, you are in Datong and don't know much about things at sea." Na Yazi said, "A shipload of iron is sold from our Ming Dynasty to the Japanese country. As long as the ship comes back safely, what you get back is a shipload of silver."
"No wonder." Yang Yuan thought thoughtfully.
With such huge profits, if their rogue camp came to Tianjin Wei, he would definitely persuade the leader to go to sea. Unfortunately, Datong is not close to the sea, so I can only think about going to sea in my heart.
Yazi said: "There will be a lot of unloading work if there is a ship close to the dock. The Hou Dafu that shopkeeper Yang found should be waiting at the dock to work. Should we go find someone first?"
"Let's go." Yang Yuan walked towards the dock.
The large ship at sea was docked at the pier, and many men in tattered clothes were carrying things off the ship.
There are officers and soldiers holding handles outside the pier.
Yazi walked up to a steward at the pier and said with a smile: "Master Jun, we are looking for Hou Dafu, and we hope that Mr. Jun can do it for your convenience."
As he spoke, a dozen copper coins were stuffed into the steward's hand.
The steward guarding the dock was a general. After receiving the money, he said: "You guys wait here."
After saying that, he walked towards the dock.
Not long after, a man with dirty hair, wearing ragged clothes, who looked to be in his forties came over behind the general banner.
"Hou Dafu?" Yang Yuan asked.
"I am Hou Dafu. What do you want to do with me?" Hou Dafu looked at the two people in front of him, but he didn't recognize them.
"I heard that you once worked with a foreign monk to supervise the construction of artillery. Is this true?" Yang Yuan asked, and at the same time he wanted to confirm whether the person in front of him was Hou Dafu he was looking for.
Hou Dafu nodded and said, "Yes, this happened. Later, Father Ryan went to Jiangnan to preach, and I left the supervision camp."
