Although Carl has always been happy to bully Metini, and when he has nothing to do, he uses his captain to suppress Metini, when the two of them meet again after so long, they both shed tears.↗, she cried bitterly because no matter how Carl stretched out her arms, she could not hold Metini's huge body.

"Live here for a few more days, I will take you around, and there are many animals you have never seen before. If you don't care about having a black son in the future, I can arrange for you... Hehehe... I will set you up the biggest banquet in Cape Town in the evening. If you like someone, I will wink with me." Matini was generous, did not hold a grudge, and treated Carl as enthusiastic as a relative.

"Then..." Carl was about to say, go quickly, but was interrupted by Hong Tao.

"Then what, you'd better not show up here. Be careful that the people from the Imperial Supervision Department cause trouble for you. Don't forget that you are an imperial official. In the past, no one could remember you. Now that you are back, you still have to show off everywhere. Do you think others have forgotten you?"

"Old Mai, I know you must have your own farm. You don't need to tell me where you are. I don't want to know. However, the sugar and rum in your farm must be sold to Carl, and don't leave the port here, and go to other places to build a small dock. You can find the specific location yourself, with only one purpose, so that others can't know. You two discuss the quantity and price of the shipment. He knows how much it should be sold, and you don't have to worry about making less money. Are there any difficulties?" The sugar and rum transported by Carl will not be released from here without leaving Cape Town. Although Metini will definitely have a way to move one or two ships, it is better not to open the precedent of embezzlement of imperial goods without permission.

"No difficulty... But Your Majesty, how do you know that all I planted is sugarcane? I didn't seem to tell you?" Matini started sweating again on his face, and he couldn't help but look to the southeast of the city. There was a large area of ​​wasteland that had been reclaimed and a small wooden pier was built on the edge of the bay. Moreover, the manor was clearly marked with wooden signs, with large royal emblems on it, and a line of words were written in Chinese below: Royal private territory, prohibited from entering.

"It has nothing to do with Cixi. He just helps me make money now. Don't doubt him. This is all my guess. If you want to build your own industry, you will definitely not choose whaling, because you are timid and afraid that I will discover it by the beach. You will not engage in smelting and mining, because you are a lazy person who doesn't like to study. These things are too difficult and troublesome for you. Then there is only agriculture. In agriculture, what can be more profitable than planting sugar cane to squeeze sugar and brewing wine? You are a profitable businessman!"

Hong Tao is really not fooling Mettini, he really guessed. If Mettini left a way out for himself and his family in the north, there was no reason not to bring some industries, otherwise the foodie would not starve to death by just picking and hunting. At present, it seems that sugar squeezing and brewing are industries with the lowest threshold, the smallest investment and the largest profit. Mettini lacks everything else, but it is not lacking manpower, and white sugar and high-altitude wine are easier to sell. Even if it is not trafficked from a distance, relying on tribes on the African continent alone is enough for his family to eat and drink. This is also the only choice for the profiteer.

"Okay, I dare to set up a new mountain by myself, I'm so brave! Your Majesty, he must have not recruited all of them yet. Don't worry, give him to me. After an hour, we will go to search his house, and I promise to ask them all!" Carl understood, and he foolishly stood for the Empire for ten years in Carl Fort. Not only did Matini enjoy his happiness here, he also secretly bought an industry for his own family. This is unbearable. He doesn't have it, but others can't have more than he has. It's all a waste. This is the truth he and Hong Tao learned.

"Old Mai, why are you still afraid of him? Now he is a big-sized count, not a conferred by the Empire. If you want no one, no soldiers, no money, just a few broken ships. You are the governor of the Empire, where is your guard? Call for people, hang him up and whip him with a whip. Have you forgotten how he tortured you back then?" Seeing Matini holding his head and accepting his fate, Hong Tao couldn't help but feel sorry for him. Such a smart person is too brave and has become a maritime merchant. It's really a waste of time.

"Hehe, he is so poor that he can't even afford to eat sugar. I feel sorry for him and let him go to see him. I understand what His Majesty told me, and I will not let him come here again in the future. Leave the sugar and wine to my wife's family, no one will know that their tribe is not far from the beach." Mettini was still stubborn, and this guy deserved it. Judging from his meaning, there must be more than one property. At least a few wives have to buy a few, and no one can lose money. He has not been idle in the past few years, and he has been tightly scrambling to his own house. Fortunately, doing this is not illegal. Overseas territory is not under the jurisdiction of the local laws of the empire for the time being. As long as the share handed over to the local imperial country is completed, the governor will be the local emperor, and he will do whatever he likes.

With the supply of sugar and rum, Hong Tao was relieved. Leave the remaining details to Carl himself. He would definitely not suffer if he had Jiang Zhuyi's help. However, he was caught between Jiang Zhuyi and Matini, two unscrupulous merchants, and he couldn't feel much better. It was wrong to buy more and buy less or sell cheaply. Anyway, people who actually work will never fall well. It is never wrong to sit next to you and talk.

After saying goodbye to Metini, Hong Tao and Carl did not stay at the dock for a long time. They just gave a few words to the first mate of the King of the Sea, and sneaked into the small dock of the Royal Manor in a small sailboat and moved into the newly built yard of Cixi. The chief spy chief of the Supervision Department, who once made everyone in the empire frightened, has now become an old cowboy. When Hong Tao came ashore, he was riding on his horse and waving his whip, supervising the dozen or so slaves in the imperial manure to dig out the roots and stones in the field, and then sprinkle fermented horse manure to prepare for the transplantation of the first batch of tobacco seedlings.

"Oh, look at who this is, Captain Ka, you are the only imperial official who cannot be supervised by the Supervision Department. Let me tell you, what have you used for in the past few years? Although I resigned, my curiosity about you has not diminished. But I think you are not doing well, should you also resign and be an imperial merchant for Your Majesty? You are responsible for the sales in the Qin Dynasty, and we are still working under Your Majesty." After leaving the working environment of the Supervision Department, although it was only more than half a year, Cixi looked much cheerful, unlike before, she smiled sinisterly when she saw people, and she didn't speak and was shaking her eyes.

"I am not an imperial official. I am an earl of the Holy Roman Empire and my own castle. It is much better than your broken wooden house. Even if I were asked to be a fisherman, I would not be with you, I want to live a few more years." But no matter how Cixi changed, he was still the chief spy who could not stand the sun in the eyes of others. Carl had no deep friendship with him, let alone feelings.

"This place is good. I decided to use sugarcane and tobacco to rotate in addition to the grain and vegetables you eat yourself. By the way, I will make a small sugar pressing workshop and winemaking workshop. I will sell all the sugar and rum to Carl, giving you a chance to cheat him." Hong Tao ignored the two of them and rode on Cixi's horse, stood on the horse's back and looked at his imperial farm. He was quite satisfied. The place was big enough and the terrain was also good.

"Your Majesty is wise. I also think that growing sugarcane is the most affordable and can also be used as feed for cattle and horses. In addition, I am the only one who has been transported from merciful slaves. I have picked more than 20 people left behind. These people are simple. When I train, I will ask them to help me watch this place. It is much more at ease than using other people's subordinates. What do you think?" Cixi did a lot of love for her. This imperial village has made him manage it quickly and the wind and rain.

"Well, you make the decision on these things, and I don't worry about it!" Hong Tao didn't expect this. He just habitually believed in Metine and didn't think much about it. It seemed that Cixi was much more alert than herself in this regard.

"There is another thing I want to talk more. More than a month ago, I met an old subordinate of the Supervision Department here, who came here to take over. He told me that some new officers from the Royal Navy and the Imperial Army were not very stable and often came together to whisper. Moreover, this matter was a little related to that Yi Yi. I was blind at the beginning, but why did he get such a successor? He was cruel enough. He even messed with me. He couldn't accept it! Your Majesty would be better not to stay outside for too long. Those little guys have great ambitions. If Your Majesty is not at home, they might be even more courageous." Although Cixi resigned, she had not yet fully walked out of his job, and it became his habit to find out about the news.

"...That's right. The empire is transforming now, so I should be watching more at home. It's done. You two and Metini will handle the rest of the matter yourself. If it's okay, don't always look for Lao Mai. He is an imperial official. You both are alternative members of the empire, which can easily cause trouble for him." If someone else said this, Hong Tao would have to think about his intentions, but Cixi said this, it would never be groundless. He would never gossip with him about what he heard about. This would not only not get his own appreciation, but also cause his own disgust.

The next day, Hong Tao boarded the King of the Sea and drove eastward. This time, he did nothing. Another year has passed, and time is really useless. I don’t know how Bo Jiao, the Prime Minister of the Empire, did. The Northern Expedition in the Song Dynasty went smoothly and was not smooth. He finally left the seat of the Prime Minister of the Empire, but Hong Tao’s heart was still on it. This country is like a child he raised. As long as he doesn’t close his eyes, he will never be without concern.
Chapter completed!