Chapter 4 Caravans
In understanding the word "School is fleeting", Magui of Majiagang empathizes with the emperor Wanli whom he loyal to.
The short summer in the north of Yamelica elopes with autumn, and the annoying winter just left not long after, and was back.
When they returned to Majiagang, they found the traces of Cheng Dawei and his group of visitors, so they scared General Ma to death. They hurriedly asked someone to use paclitaxel for these merchants - they came back and took a smallpox patient seriously.
Finally, Majiagang finally welcomed several merchants who recognized their ways. If smallpox dies again, they will be able to make people angry.
It's strange that the native slave who had smallpox was not treated by Ma Gui and the others, and of course it did not infect anyone. After all, Ma Gui and the others had smallpox.
But what is surprising is that no one is infected - the little slave who has been following the patient's care should have been infected with smallpox for a long time, but it just didn't.
This is a lucky child who speaks part of Spanish and only speaks part of it. His specific level is similar to Magui. His study on Kuwu Island only makes him speak part of it.
Coincidentally, the part of the child club is different from the part of the Magui Club and rarely overlaps.
The child's name was as grand as Magui gathered more than a dozen subordinates to carry out military discussions as if he had prepared before a war. The final translation was: Ant-eating beast.
Among them, the words "eat" and "beast" were translated by the officers led by Ma Gui. In fact, the child's name is a small anteater.
If Chen Mu appeared here, he would definitely be able to correct the child's rude name, but Ma Gui obviously couldn't wait for Chen Mu to come, nor could he accept the military man in his camp calling this child who had not made any mistakes Little Beast, so he gave the child a very Chinese name.
Little baby.
The meaning is almost the same, they are all little guys, but this sounds pleasant.
The little boy didn't know how old he was this year. Judging from his appearance, he looked fourteen or fifteen years old. He said that he was caught by a slave trader from another tribe five years ago, and was sold to the Spanish. He was taken out of the jungle of Melica in South Asia and worked for the company to Melica in North Asia until he was captured by the Ming army on board.
The slave traders of the hostile tribes, the slave merchants of the Spanish, and the Ming army were no different in the eyes of the little boys.
If there must be a difference, it is that the Ming army is more like a god and is not afraid of plague.
This is probably what Xiao Zai's life means. In fact, Xiao Zai said much more than these, but the Ming army in Majiagang could only understand this.
Now Magui even feels that the expeditionary army is not the most important thing, the most important thing is to send soldiers who are proficient in Spanish... Xiao Cai has walked from South Asia Melica to North Asia Melica. In the past five years, he has seen many things along the way, and he knows everything. The most difficult thing for him in terms of intelligence is that he doesn't understand it.
What would the little boy say? He would say, ‘Go to work!’ ‘Go right away!’ ‘You lazy guy!’ ‘Don’t move that horse!’ ‘The idiot sleeps on the ground!’
What would Ma Gui say? He would say, "The heavenly army has arrived, and no one has to do with him, or he will be sunk on the spot!" "Open the city gate quickly, and we will not be invaded, otherwise we will not be able to stay after the city is broken!" "I dare to show my courage in the defeated generals of the Great Ming Tianjun?" "Your general is dead, put down your gun and kneel down and don't move, and those who surrender will not kill you!"
For emergency response, he was able to speak proficiently, "Take all the water, food and valuable things! Don't die."
Of course, the most skilled sentence is this: "You are waiting here, and the general translation of this general will come soon."
Unfortunately, he was proficient in the translation of four languages and was frozen to death during the winter when he landed in Yamelica.
It would be strange if the two extremes in words met together, and it would be strange if they could communicate normally.
The wind was cold outside the house. Ma Gui sat on a wooden chair covered with mink slowly blowing the hot water in the clay pot. His horse skin water bag had long been frozen. Although they were not short of leather materials, all the craftsmen were blacksmiths, carpenters, stonemasons, and leather craftsmen. The water bags they made were leaking.
"The life is much better, at least this winter will not freeze to death." Ma Gui took a sip of hot water and said to Cheng Dawei, who had just taken off his boots and put them to the stove in the outdoor room, "You are in Majiagang this year, how much money can you make in this business? How much money can you have after you go back?"
Cheng Dawei was more like a veteran who had been in Majiagang for a long time than Magui. He was very natural when he entered their newly built half-house and buried the ground in the soil. Now he put his shoes in the outer room and set fire to the fire. It seemed that he would not be restrained again when he heard Magui's tone of order.
"I'll go back to the general. I'll have five boats on this trip. I can earn ten thousand taels of silver when I get back the ship's money, and I can get seven thousand taels of gold."
Ma Gui raised his eyebrows and thought for a while and said, "A boat can earn two thousand taels, it is worth your trip without fear of life and death. Ma has never seen a merchant who has such courage. Will you come again when you go back next year?"
Cheng Dawei glanced at Ma Gui, lowered his head again, and said quietly and slowly: "I think about it, but without Chen Fo's care, I don't know if the imperial customs can still get it down. If I can come, I want to go back and buy five more boats."
"Five points? Not enough."
Ma Gui shook his head slowly, patted the armrest of the seat with his palms, and said, "Fifteen, if you have fifteen boats and five hundred ships for Ma's transporter, Majiagang will issue you official documents, allowing you to set sail in April and return to Dagu, Tianjin in November."
Fifteen items?
Cheng Dawei was stunned for a while and didn't say anything. His mind was running rapidly... To be honest, Cheng Dawei really wanted to clear out the debts he owed through this trafficking. Even if there were only five ships next time, he could organize a large caravan of twenty ships after another trip.
Debt-free and light!
Ma Gui neither spoke nor was in a hurry, but instead took out a little tobacco and mashed it and covered it with frostbite on his hands.
He was not in a hurry. Cheng Dawei agreed to his request, so he sent a document to Cheng Dawei. It would be okay if he didn't agree. At worst, he could find a way when Chen Mu came next year. Moreover, based on his understanding of Chen Mu, he knew that the Oriental Fleet would come, and there would definitely be a large number of merchants who were moving to follow him.
In Magui's imagination, Chen Mu should arrive in June next year, when the weather is calm and gentle - after all, Magui only walked the road from the Central Plains to Yamelica once, and the impression that the road left him was endless cold.
In fact, from the south of the Blackwater Marine Islands, the situation is not that bad.
"Five hundred people, who will you send to me?"
"Where are droughts and floods in the country? People are in a difficult life and cannot find a livelihood. They can farm and hunt, stonemasons, blacksmiths, leather craftsmen, jewelers, dog trainers, horse trainers, and dogs, send some dogs."
"The hunters who farm and hunt land each have 50 acres of wasteland and 50 acres of forests. In the middle of the country, every craftsman has a worker of six or seven cents of silver. Here, every crafter has a penny."
"Only one."
Ma Gui said as he raised a finger and said, "Come here to become a military citizen."
Chapter completed!