arranged for Cao Bianjiao and Cao Wenzhao's uncle and nephew to go to Apari to support Wu Ke's aftermath, and Yang Feng let the generals disperse and returned to the inner hall alone.

Looking at the empty room, he couldn't help but feel a little lonely for a while, he suddenly remembered that he hadn't seen Hai Lanzhu and them for almost a month, and he didn't know how they were in Xiamen? Last month, he worked very these wives and concubines for a few days, and he didn't know if any of them could conceive.

After thinking of this, Yang Feng's thoughts couldn't help but become stronger, and he suddenly had the urge to go back to Fujian to see his wife and concubine, but now that he has just come back from modern society for only a week, it is not good to run around casually, not to mention that as the commander of the army, some things still have to lead by example.

The more Yang Feng thought about it, the more irritable he became, and he raised his hand to look at the watch on his wrist, it was only past three o'clock in the afternoon, and it was still early before the time to eat, "Forget it, let's go out for a walk." ”

Yang Feng called out to Song Ye, took a few family members to change into ordinary civilian clothes and went out, and the group walked to the trading market near the dock.

As the largest port in northern Luzon, Laoag's bustling city is undeniable, and the two-mile-long market is bustling with people.

Countless businessmen dressed in different costumes, different skin colors, speaking in various languages and accents, were talking loudly, and some of them were gesturing to each other, ignoring the sergeant of the Jiangning Army who walked by from time to time and was in charge of patrolling.

It seems that after this time, these merchants have become accustomed to the rule of the Ming here. However, it is not surprising that as long as a merchant can do business, it will be the same regardless of who rules the place.

"Master Hou, there are really a lot of people here." Song Ye, who was following Yang Feng, also widened his eyes in surprise.

Yang Feng turned his head to look at him and said with a smile: "Song Ye, how do you think this place compares to Xiamen?" ”

Song Ye scratched his head and thought for a while before saying, "The villain thinks it's all the same, but there seem to be more things here." For example, the Dongying man ......"

He pointed to a man in a wide kimono not far away and said, "You see, the lacquerware sold by that Dongying man is very chic, and it is rare to see it in Fujian." And there...... actually put such a black rotten wood out to sell, and he could figure it out, what can that thing be used for, can it be burned as firewood? ”

After speaking, Song Ye couldn't help laughing, but he didn't notice the slight change in Yang Feng's face when he looked at his fingers.

Ignoring Song Ye, Yang Feng walked towards the place that Song Ye called black wood.

When he was in the distance, he couldn't see it clearly, but when Yang Feng walked to the wood, he realized that it was actually bigger than he thought.

I saw that the diameter of this wood was about one meter, and the length was about ten meters, chestnut brown, with black and chestnut brown stripes, and when Yang Feng approached, he could still smell a faint aroma that belonged to the unique fragrance of the tree.

After all these years of study and cultivation, Yang Feng's eyes were much stronger than when he first arrived in Daming, and he could see at a glance that this rotten wood, which Song Ye called black lacquer, was actually a rare ebony.

Thinking of this, Yang Feng's eyes were immediately different when he looked at this wood again, but after all these years of experience, his performance would naturally not be so unbearable, I saw him turn around this wood twice, and after reading it carefully, he looked around, and said loudly: "Who is the owner of this wood, please come out." ”

"Who is the owner of this wood?"

Unexpectedly, Yang Feng shouted a lot, but no one around said anything, just when Yang Feng shouted that his throat was a little dry, a woman's voice sounded next to him.

"This ...... This guest, I am ...... It is the owner of this wood, do you want to buy this wood? ”

Yang Feng raised his eyes and saw that a woman about twenty-three or four-year-old wearing traditional Luzon clothes was standing in front of him, looking at him a little timidly.

"Huh......"

After seeing this woman, Yang Feng couldn't help but let out a soft cry of surprise.

The reason why this is so is not that Yang Feng can't move when he sees a beautiful woman, in fact, although this woman is beautiful and tall, what really surprised him was that this woman was actually a mixed-race child.

About 1.75 meters taller than Yang Feng, it can be said that she stands out among the people of this era, and Yang Feng estimates that because she is a mixture of Caucasian and yellow races, the bridge of her nose is relatively straight, her figure is convex and backward, and her tall figure looks very eye-catching, but it is covered by a shabby dress.

However, what made Yang Feng feel most incredible was that when the people around him saw such a beautiful woman, the expression in their eyes was not that of a normal man when he saw a beautiful woman, but the disgust and disdain that could not be concealed.

Seeing the woman standing in front of him with her head bowed and not daring to speak, Yang Feng pointed to the wood in front of him and asked, "Is this piece of wood yours?" ”

The woman whispered, "Replying to this guest officer's words, yes...... Yes. ”

Looking at this woman who didn't even dare to look at herself, Yang Feng frowned slightly, I bought this wood, can you make a price?

The woman looked at Yang Feng, who was not angry and arrogant just by standing there, and then looked at the more than ten people standing behind him, Song Ye and others, who couldn't hide the fierce smell on their bodies even in plain clothes, shook their silver teeth and said boldly: "If the guest officer really wants it, just give the grass people fifty taels of silver." ”

"What...... Fifty taels of silver? ”

"Fifty taels of silver?"

At the same time, it was not only Yang Feng who exclaimed, but also the curious onlookers and ordinary people around.

Seeing Yang Feng's unbelievable appearance, the woman thought that the other party was too expensive, and hurriedly said: "Guest officer, this ebony is left by the ancestor of the grass people, the ancestor once said when he was alive that this wood cannot be sold if it is missing a hundred taels of silver, but now the grass people's family urgently needs silver taels, so the price is fifty taels of silver, which is definitely not a price increase!" ”

At this time, someone next to him said in a loud voice: "Catherine, what are you bragging, this broken piece of wood has been sold since your dead ghost father, and it has not been sold for more than ten years, and now you still want to deceive this stranger?" ”

"I didn't!"

When the originally timid girl heard this, she didn't know where she got the courage, straightened up and said loudly: "This piece of wood is worth fifty taels of silver, and my father will not deceive me." ”

A man who looked like a native of Luzon stood up and spat on the ground: "Bah, since you say this wood is a treasure, then tell me, what can you do with rotten wood like this?" I guess I can't even light a fire, and at best I can make a table or make furniture, but this kind of furniture made of wood is all black and swarthy, and only a fool will like it. Not to mention a hundred taels of silver, even one or two is too expensive for us! ”