233 Slave Ships

Da*nǎi nodded, this is a more appropriate method. Yang Shixiang paced, thinking that after Xuan Ūn officially became Liu San's concubine, the relationship between his family and the elders had deepened, but it was a pity that his own son was still iǎ and could not marry the elders......

He suddenly remembered, didn't his wife's third cousin's family have three NVs? Anyway, they are all their own nephews. It's also a family member, and there is no head of the family at home, only an iǎ boy, isn't everything at the mercy of his own arrangement? These three NV children are of the right age, and they are from a squire's family, they are well-read, and their appearance is not bad, so they can be married to the elders as wives. I heard that an elder was about to marry the nephew of a local landlord.

As if he had discovered a new continent, Yang Shixiang's excited fingers tapped on the teacup, and Da *nǎi felt strange and asked, "Master, what is so happy?" ”

"Of course, there are good things." Yang Shixiang smiled and covered up this matter first.

When a brisk brig sailed through Luhuitou and sailed into the Dadong Sea, the midday sun of Sanya was scorching the earth. The sky was blue, and the sun was dazzling. It's a two-hundred-ton brig.

The wind was in the right direction, the ship was sailing fast, and its tattered appearance showed that it had been wandering away from the sea for a long time, and had experienced a long distance. A cracked plank hull scorched by the scorching sun of the South Seas, on the surface it is a ship that has been sailing the seas of Southeast Asia for a long time. The submast, barely held by the rope, the full sail canopy, and the eyes and scorch marks on the hull all indicate that it had a difficult journey.

On the mast, a pennant had been hoisted - this was the Lingao permission flag. Only ships with such a flag were allowed to enter ports controlled by the Lingao regime. At the stern of the ship fluttered a peculiar flag: a red and white striped bottom, and in the upper left corner of the English St. George Cross - a flag of the British East India Company.

When the ship sailed to the second navigation light at the entrance of the Dadonghai Sea, it was still far away from the pier of Ann Youle, all the sails were removed, and the anchor chain made a sound of the rope sliding rapidly, and the ship dropped anchor, and the sailboat shook for a few seconds, and then stood still after the anchor rope was finally tightened.

A steam-powered daihatsu steamboat spewed black smoke and suddenly approached from the area around the Luhuitou Navy Pier. Seven or eight sailors on board were on guard.

"This group of Australians built such a big pier here." A bearded European standing on the aft deck said excitedly. He looked greedily at the docks and towns along the bay. It was still very young and a bit like a British colony in the New World - but much larger. The fort on the top of the mountain alone amazed him.

"God's ship can move on its own," exclaimed the captain, who stood beside him, tall, thin, and withered. He was a Caucasian man, but after many years of wandering on the East Indian Sea, the sun had covered his face with a layer of tobacco leaves, and he wore a tattered long coat, the cuffs that were originally white, because they had been used as napkins and handkerchiefs for many years, had become jet black and shiny, and the buttons had fallen off several times, and the rest could not be seen to be a nondescript belt of red Chinese satin around his waist, and hung a golden Mughal style saber, with ivory handles, and gold carvings. On his feet, there are a pair of tattered boots. He sighed as he wiped the snuff under his nose - the years of snuff had given him a yellow beard under his mouth.

"These Australians are very capable, what is this?" The people who were looking out were all smiles, "What time is it today?" ”

December 2, 1630, sniffed at the snuff, frowned, and said, "You have asked me ten times." ”

"Thank God, you let me and the ship arrive on time and safely" with a reverent face to thank God, it was Quark Poor, or officially, Quark Poor, who obtained the patent for the slave trade in Sanya from the Senate

As an English merchant under the British East India Company, he received an unexpected gift: a patent certificate for the slave trade. Of course, Quark Poor will not give up this great opportunity to make a fortune, and before returning to Australia, he and the elders of the Colonial Trade Department have already discussed the specific implementation rules. The Ministry of Colonial Trade gave him the specific latitude and longitude of Sanya, issued a certificate of authorization and a certificate of entry and exit from the port, and also gave him a certificate of limited exemption from import and export duties and a navigation permit flag to enter the ports of Qiongzhou.

After returning to Australia with this pile of treasures, he immediately managed to board a ship bound for Banten.

The British Trade House in Banten was one of the most important strongholds of the British East India Company in the East Indies, second only to Surat. It was also one of the most important strongholds for the British to invade the Spice Islands, and the Dutch had been trying to conquer Banten completely. But the British, with the support of King Banten, have always controlled the merchant houses and trade here.

In Banten, his stake campaign did not go smoothly - news of the emergence of a new sea shili off the coast of China had faintly reached Banten, and the British East India Company's trading post in Banten had received the news, but the news was vague and vague. The exact details are unknown, and the arrival is the first time that it has brought definite news about the so-called "Australians". Including their magical iron ships, automatic cars, and terrifying cannons.

When he was in Banten, many people came to visit every day to listen to his stories about the "Australians", but they did not have full trust in what they had seen and heard about the QR, especially the documents and documents presented by the large iron ships and automatic cars, which many people suspected of being forged. Even the East India Company's merchants stationed at the trading post were not interested in the slave trade.

Fortunately, there was no shortage of the most ambitious adventurers among the merchants engaged in the sea-going trade, and under the encouragement he finally found 11 shareholders - two of whom were Dutchmen - who had no homeland for money. A large sum of money was raised and began to implement his jihua.

He chartered a British merchant ship, the Jamaica, to Batavia, where he soon bought enough slaves - the conflict between the local Javanese and the Dutch was acute, armed conflicts of the iǎ scale were frequent, and Javanese captives were constantly sent here for hard labor. The Dutch considered them useless - the Javanese were known for their unruliness among the natives of the East Indies. So much so that the Dutch did not allow Javanese to enter Batavia in normal times, and when hiring local indigenous auxiliaries, they were mainly Makassar.

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

The Jamaica then began its voyage to Sanya, keeping in mind the deadline for its arrival. The deadline was a bit tight for him, and he spent too much time in Banten to raise funds, and the sea voyage consumed even more time.

After two crises of storming the seas and being attacked by Portuguese ships, the Jamaica finally arrived safely in Sanya, with 250 slaves left in its hold - a modest loss rate that could not be compared with a transatlantic slave voyage.

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

He Fanghui also wanted to go back to Lingao -- he had been making trouble about the transfer, and the news of the occupation of Hong Kong made He Fanghui feel like he was the governor of Hong Kong, but he sent a telegram back to ask people to try to find out that there was no news of his return. He Fanghui originally wanted to take the opportunity of the annual meeting to go to the event in person, but he failed in the draw and had to stay. Xi Yapi, who volunteered to stay in Sanya, patted He Fanghui's shoulder with a smile: "It's not good to stay in Sanya for the New Year?" When I go back, I will report on my work again, and I will have a bullshit hearing, so I might as well be at ease here. ”

At this moment, he is in the engineering construction headquarters, supervising the progress of the project with Ji Runyi - Sanya is not a holiday, and Tiandu's iron ore must be produced at the fastest speed. This is the consistent approach.

"What? British ship? He Fanghui turned around in surprise and asked the soldier who came to report, "What about the documents?" ”

He knew about the slave trade patents - the Ministry of Colonial Trade had sent them a memorandum that they would of course not be able to ask for such consumables as slaves, especially since they were soon about to enter the stage of high mortality such as mining, and it was much more cost-effective to consume slaves in Southeast Asia than to consume laborers who had worked hard to train them.

He checked the papers, and yes, the names on the documents were the British businessmen mentioned in the memo

"Great," He Fanghui said hello to Ji Runzhi and hurried to the dock to make arrangements.

On the deck of the Jamaica, there was a terrifying sight of the two hundred and fifty surviving slaves, who had been released from the bilge in groups of two or three. They blinked their yellow eyes and crawled out of the hatch under the whip, the rags of the slaves had been programmed with a pile of ragged pieces of cloth during the voyage. The slaves were weak and powerless - the only food offered to them during the voyage was sweet potatoes. A！ ~！