Chapter 452: Good Luck

Zhang Si's boats are all losers in life, and most of them have experiences that are not far away.

They go to sea because of failure, but they fail even more when they go to sea, and some people are honest and afraid of things, and they miss many opportunities to get rich; Some people have lived a prosperous life because of the prosperity of the sea, but there are other vices that have ruined their family property.

The devastated island of Ireland is their last hope.

The ship was originally intended to go to England to sell goods by the light of Li Yuxi, but at sea they heard that the Restoration Army had arrived on the island of Ireland, and the confused losers finally thought that they had taken the lead, and turned to the country of Ailan, and circled the sea for a long time, and finally landed at the mouth of the Lagan River northeast of the big island.

Some people's luck is not very good, if Zhang Si chooses to use this boat to help Li Yuxi sell wild tobacco when he leaves Daxi Port, he may be able to earn Tongbao that he has not earned in the past ten lifetimes in one trip.

But he chose to pull a group of irrelevant people from Daxi Port, and in addition to eight hundred cotton cloths and hundreds of woolen blankets on the ship, it was either food or water, and even knew that when he landed in the kingdom of Ailan, the uneasiness of being unfamiliar with the place suddenly came to his heart, and he began to count the people who brought self-defense weapons and had military experience when they boarded the ship.

They go with the flow, to say they're here to do business? It may be, after all, there are some trivial goods on the ship, but in the selection of goods, everyone cleverly dodges the highest value-added goods of the Ming Dynasty overseas.

But to say that they are a bit like colonists? More than half of the crew and passengers didn't even have knives for self-defense, and there were thirteen guns in total, but Chang Sheng's training in the protection of the immigrant organization helped them, and almost all of them had touched the weapons.

Maybe they don't know what they are doing when they come to the Alan Kingdom without fear of thousands of waves.

They really couldn't do anything, just like Ying Ming and the other vanguards' first thoughts after arriving in the Kingdom of Ailan, this place was different from what they imagined.

After landing at the mouth of the river for several days, 86 people were divided into five teams, except for one team that stayed behind to watch the boat, and the four teams explored in four directions, ranging from dozens to hundreds of miles, but they did not find a single person who could communicate.

"It's easy to find people, there are people thirty miles to the west, forty-six miles to the northwest, and the north, but they don't understand the language, and they are not very friendly."

The four teams reunited on the riverside after the expedition, and the person who spoke was named Wang Quan, a retired flag soldier of the Oriental Military Government, who lost his left arm in the battle between Changsheng and Spain, and did not return to his hometown after receiving a generous pension, but bought 800 acres of land in Changsheng and took his family over.

However, Wang Quan was not satisfied with the status quo as a farmer, he went to Daxi Port to enlist as a mercenary instructor, and after the Restoration Army went to sea, he came up with the idea of going to Ailan Country to have a look, and got on Zhang Si's ship.

With his veteran experience, he helped everyone a lot during the voyage.

Wang Quan scratched the side of his mouth with his only right hand when he spoke, and said, "If you want to gain a firm foothold, you have to fight with them sooner or later, you can't do it without weapons, what do you think?" ”

He didn't ask Zhang Si, Wang Quan knew Zhang Si's character too well, that is, a good old man who valued peace, and he couldn't understand why such a person would get a boat to go to sea and run to the country of Ailan, which was fighting.

He asked about a young man of the Changsheng aborigines who was wearing a short spear and an iron axe, wearing a Jinghai suit and a Western cuirass, but with animal bones and feather decorations, and a young man of Changsheng who was pierced with animal bones in the middle of his nostrils and jaw, and his physique was very strong, and his name was White Tiger.

The white tiger is the son of Bai Tao, the chief of the White Horse Alliance, an excellent hunter in the tribe, and his unique job is to use a short spear to single-handedly pick up a big golden cat, and the Asian little guys that the Oriental Military Government paid tribute to the Wanli Emperor were hunted back by him.

He brought five warriors from the tribe with him, and Wang Quan cared more about the opinions of the six of them, because if there was a battle, they could fight side by side with the veterans.

But the white tiger seemed absent-minded about the possible conflict, he squatted on the ground, puffed on his pipe, grabbed a handful of soil and sniffed it carefully, looked at the bow of the boat, and said: "The soil here is very good, grow potatoes, dig wells, and there are boats at the mouth of the river to sell them." ”

Bai Tao was probably the best mixed among the aboriginal chiefs, and the process of capital accumulation was extremely smooth, easily mobilizing his troops to unload goods at the dock to earn the first pot of gold, and then get a loan from Chen Mu to buy the cocoa beans whose value had plummeted, and then when he returned from the north, he became the largest slave trader and fur merchant in Asia.

Later, in a few years, the caravan of the White Horse Alliance expanded rapidly, and with Chen Mu's kind permission, the White Horse tribe was the first aboriginal tribe among all the aborigines to own a fleet, communicate with Chilean saltpeter routes, and transfer Jincheng wood square ironware, Majiagang furs and canned meat.

The white tiger, who looked like his muscles had grown to his brain, also had this talent, he turned his head to look at Wang Quan, and said, "The boat will bring weapons." ”

"Eh, peace is precious, although the natives are a little strange, and we don't know what they mean if they don't understand the language, but we don't necessarily have to fight, not to mention that we are not an army."

Zhang Si didn't want to fight, so he persuaded Wang Quan with his hand, and said to the white tiger: "Tiger, you said well, let's build a civil engineering fence at the mouth of the river, and then plant some potatoes, and then we can not only sell them to merchants, but also sell them to local natives, so that the natives of each tribe are not that fierce, right?" ”

"Yes!"

Zhang Si reminded Wang Quan, and the one-armed veteran recognized this very much, and repeated: "Not every tribe wants to fight with us, tomorrow, I will take someone to take cotton cloth and go to the surrounding villages for a walk, Tiger Your people follow me, we can buy it from them...... What is that? ”

On the far side of the river, a cavalry unit familiar to the crew and distinctly armored came out of the woods, dozens of horsemen on tall horses in front, and behind them countless native soldiers pushed simple carts full of booty and held captives with ropes bound with ropes, as if they had just experienced a battle.

It seemed that the cavalry had already spotted them, and the young man who looked like an officer led several horsemen from a distance to shoot at them.

The young officer at the head was the chief flag officer Ying Ming, who had defeated six local minor lords who did not want to stand with King Ailan after several easy battles in the middle of the month, and the terrifying battle battle and Zhu Xiaoen, who was eager to win the hearts of the people, made his official position rise rapidly.

At this time, his official position on the surface was still the chief flag officer of the Oriental Military Government, but in the Ailan Kingdom, he was the deputy Qianhu of the Thousand Households Department of the Estuary of Tailong's Right Guard.

"Where are you merchants, North Asia?" Ying Ming looked at this group of Ming merchants Jia Le, who was as confused as the lucky boat stranded at the mouth of the river, and raised his hand and said: "Your luck is coming, I will give you a fortune, but you have to get some food for my soldiers first, they are all tired." ”