"It's good! It's not a problem for me to give the silk to anyone! Don't wear that thing every day to go around the deck. The sailors' eyes look at you, and you still do work! If you want to be beautiful, you're beautiful in the house. Also, untied your chest and your waist is thin enough. If you tie it, it's a wasp's waist. It's not good-looking. This thing is prepared for the waist of a bucket, and you can't use it!" Since Hong Tao started making skirts, Jiang Zhuyi has been a model. At first, he was passive, reluctant, but later he became active and willing. What's the point of showing half of his chest? The woman in the Song Dynasty has never been exposed? If you look good or not, you don't have to look for a mirror. Just go around the deck and look at the eyes of those sailors. Jiang Zhuyi no longer wants to take off the skirt on her body and wants to wear it when she sleeps.

"It's not thin enough! I'm not uncomfortable, why don't I wear it?" Jiang Zhuyi's waist is indeed not thick, but this is Hong Tao's idea. She herself thinks there is a need to be thinner. If it can be as fine as a hornet, it's finest, but thinner!

"If I say I can't succeed, it's not! If you are obedient, I will make a better-looking set of ** for you in the future. If you are not obedient, I will press you on ** and I won't do it for you after I take off my clothes!" Those who reason with women on clothes and cosmetics are fools. Hong Tao is not stupid, so he bared his teeth and glared at him, and the problem was solved, which was easier to save trouble.

"I want it too! I want it too!...ah!" Hong Yu was also wearing a big skirt with a skirt, but she had no breasts and no breasts. The effect was far worse than Jiang Zhuyi's clothes. But no matter how young she was, she was a woman. She was born to make progress in this regard. When she heard Hong Tao say that there were new clothes, she would have to tuck her into Hong Tao's arms. She would have to act coquettishly and new clothes would come. I didn't expect that this kind of skirt could only go, but not run. If you want to run, you have to lift the skirt with both hands to become a good person. Hong Yu was not used to it, so she stepped on the hem of the skirt and then had an intimate contact with the floor. The posture was very standard, and the dog ate shit!

Matini got rich. He actually held a golden crown in his hand! When he was traveling, there were seven or eight black slaves carrying slide rods, and their feet were not sticky. Wherever they went, the skins would be laid. What made Hong Yu envious was that behind him was four black female slaves, each holding a large wooden plate filled with fruits and snacks.

"Old Mai, you don't wear this crown but hold it in your hand. It's not a unique weapon, right?" When Hong Tao got off the boat, his feet were covered with animal skins by black slaves, and he was kneeling beside him. He suddenly accepted this treatment and was a little uncomfortable.

"The master is here, of course I can't wear this crown anymore. I know that the master doesn't like this, but they like it, so I can't force it to wear it. I am now their god, and it must be different from ordinary people, otherwise they don't believe it. It's not that I have other ideas!" As soon as Matini heard Hong Tao come up and asked about the crown, and his legs immediately became weak. He knew that in the Jinhewan system, there was no allowance for kings and princes, let alone the emperor, this thing was a taboo.

"It's urgent to be the right thing, put it on... If you want to wear a crown in your heart, there is no difference in your head. I hope it's the same as you said, to fool them. What are you building over there? Your palace!" Hong Tao didn't care about Matini's dominance in Cape Town, as long as he was planning to abide by his own regulations. Even if he was here, he had no objection. The ruling officials must have a brain to adapt to local conditions. The Jinhewan model is not suitable for all regions, especially Africa that has not yet been civilized. But when he saw many people building a giant square building in the distance, a smile immediately appeared on his face. This thing was almost breaking through his bottom line. This fat man was going to suck him to death!

"No, it's not the palace, it's the pyramid! It's not mine, it's your master! Really, there is also your divine rat statue on it. I swear. It's not my palace!" As soon as Matini saw Hong Tao's smile, his legs simply couldn't stand, and he knelt on the ground with a thud. A large group of black slaves next to him saw him kneeling, and he also knelt down a large area. He was familiar with this kind of smile. The ships of big cannibals were burned to death under this kind of smile.

"Pyramid? Statue of the God Rat? Why do you use this thing? When did I tell you that I want to be a god!" Hong Tao was still not satisfied. It would be meaningless to spend so much manpower and material resources to do this thing! If Ouyang Qing was by his side, he might have tried this method, but if someone else did it, Hong Tao was very worried. Religion is not something that ordinary people can play with, and maybe it would be a double-edged sword that would hurt himself.

"I... I'm not as good as the master's ability to make up lies. I can't continue as I compile it. This is a last resort... Otherwise, those tribes are unwilling to surrender and have to fight with my tribes... I thought that if the master is there, I would agree to conquer them in this more cost-effective way. Many people will die in the war and consume more materials. There are many tribes that have not surrendered, and I don't have so many people..." Matini knelt on the ground, raised his fat face, his head and face were covered with sweat, and he trembled with his ideas to Hong Tao. Even if the sweat flowed into his eyes, he didn't dare to wipe it. He stared at Hong Tao's face with his two small eyes open. He was afraid that Hong Tao would start to grin, and his life would probably be gone.

"Old Ka, do I often make lies?" Hong Tao supported his knees with his hands, bent down and looked at Metini for a long time. Finally, he straightened his back and turned his head to ask Carl behind him.

"What you spread is God's will. Only such damn pagans will think it is a lie. It is blasphemy and should be burned to death! I'll get whale oil, right?" Carl's mouth was lying to say something that was beneficial to Metini. Seeing Metini's unlucky virtue, his back teeth were happy, and he wished Hong Tao could burn this fat black man to death quickly.

"This is what you are wrong. You take someone's hands short and eat someone's mouth short. When you came last time, you snatched Lao Mai's necklace and gems. If you don't feel guilty at all, you can't even hurt the truth. You're too bad. Lao Mai, remember this person, when he falls into your hands, don't be ruthless... Should you get up by yourself, or I'll help you?" Hong Tao was powerless in the religious struggle between Carl and Matini, but this is not a bad thing. At least these two guys have no chance of unity. In order to make this opportunity even more slim, Hong Tao has to slap again.

"Master, he threatened me with cannons and forced my servant to sleep with him, two at a time!" Matini was paying attention to the expression on Hong Tao's face. When Hong Tao's eyes began to look at people with a slanted eyes, he seemed to be suddenly resurrected again, suddenly jumped from the ground, and began to accuse Carl of the evil deeds he had done last time when he came to Cape Town Port. Because he knew that Hong Tao didn't want to be slaughter anymore.

"Two at a time! It's so hateful! Are they both?" Hong Tao looked to the side. Among the four female slaves who were dragging fruit plates, there were two figures and a good appearance.

"...The other two... They are both the daughters of the tribe leader, and they are servants dedicated to the gods. They should be your master, but they were snatched away!" Matini's ability to complain was also very good, and he directly put Carl on the opposite side of Hong Tao.

"... God said, just give it to him, and keep the other two for God... Old Ka, you have such a strong taste!" Hong Tao breathed a sigh of relief. Among these four black maids, the two that Karl had slept with were almost as good as Kardashian's figure. Hong Tao really couldn't bear this kind of top quality. It seems that some aesthetic standards of Europeans and Americans have been established hundreds of years ago. They prefer those extreme appearances and figures. For example, Sophia Roland, such as Kardashian, are all very different from ordinary people in some aspects.

The pyramid was built at the foot of Table Mountain, which was much smaller than the real Egyptian pyramid. There were not so many people working on building a real pyramid. The thing he designed could only be called the beacon tower, which was only fifteen meters high, and there was a small Buddha niche on the top, and a rat-head stone carving said to be enshrined inside. At this time, the rat-head stone carving had been completed. The two eyes were two large gems, and various necklaces were hung around his neck. There were already tributes in front of him. Obviously, someone had started to worship.

"I have heard of Persian cats, with two eyes one blue and one yellow. I have never heard of Persian rats. Can't we change the same colored eyes?" Hong Tao ignored this trick of pretending to be a god. Since these black people need a god, I will give them one, and there is nothing to worry about. It's just that the two gems on the rat's head are green and the other is transparent, which makes him not very satisfied. This is not a glass flower!

"It's not easy to find... These are treasures from two large tribes, dedicated to God..." Matini had a bitter face, probably calling Hong Tao a stick in his heart, and gems the size of eggs is so easy to find! He also asked for the same color, isn't it really difficult to be a person?

"I bring you ten small cannons. You may not be able to deceive them for the rest of your life by using God. Every once in a while, you will find a disobedient tribe, take other tribes to destroy it, and show the power of God. In addition, don't just let them worship gods. Gods always have to teach them something to be considered true gods. If you want to rule others, using a knife and a cannon is just the beginning. Ideological education must keep up. Teach them to read, count, and let them recognize a culture from their hearts. They are the same tribe as you. Without you forcing them, they will develop themselves against tribes with different cultures and customs from their own.
Chapter completed!