Liu Yifeng jumped off the carriage, sniffed the cold and wet sea breeze, and sighed: "It turns out we are so close to the seaside."

"Boss Liu, Jinzhou is originally by the sea."

Jinzhou? Only then did Liu Yifeng realize that he was still in Dalian after time travel. Dalian was called Jinzhou in the Ming Dynasty, and modern Dalian also has a Jinzhou District.

"Where are we going? We still need to take a boat."

Li Laosan and Feng Shuo looked at each other, feeling that sometimes Liu Yifeng was horribly shrewd, and sometimes he seemed to know nothing.

They were to be sent to Dongshan Prefecture. To go to Dongshan Prefecture, they had to take a boat. Even people from Bashu would not be able to ask such common sense questions.

Due to Liu Yifeng's growing prestige among them, the two of them chose to pretend not to hear his question. Just as they arrived at the dock, an extremely noisy wave swept over them, and they had to speak louder to each other.

Liu Yifeng watched countless people like them being driven off the carriage, and then being driven to stand like sheep by fierce-looking officials in official uniforms armed with wooden sticks and leather whips.

During this period, there were constant cursing and beatings, and cries and screams of pain were common, giving Liu Yifeng the illusion that he was a black slave.

Fortunately, they were managed by him. Under his order, everyone reluctantly formed two vertical rows in advance, leaving the people who came to hand over to the master stunned for a while.

These handover people wore uniform official uniforms, and it was obvious at a glance that they belonged to the same organization.

They started to take roll call according to the roll call list, because Liu Yifeng had already called roll call every day before dinner. This group of people was so adaptable that the officials of these institutions were stunned for a while.

An official subconsciously asked the master: "Which trading company are you from? I have given away 5 batches of people, and you are the most worry-free one."

"Sir, we are Yongdang Trading Company," the master said with a very proud expression. After all, it is quite honorable for one of his own people to be so obedient: "Our Yongdang Trading Company must be more reliable in handling affairs."

Seeing that Liu Yifeng and his group of over 50 people were so obedient, several heads of other trading firms who had gathered around suddenly turned black in face, and walked back to intensify their curses and beatings on their people.

After the handover was completed, Master and the others left.

The official who was handing over came to Liu Yifeng, because the master had told him in advance that Liu Yifeng was the leader of the people in their trading firm. While sighing that Liu Yifeng was so tall, he said hello to Liu Yifeng and asked him to manage these people well.

Liu Yifeng and the others didn't want the sticks and whips in the hands of the port gang to fall on them, so they naturally cooperated.

Therefore, in the chaotic port, the scene of more than 50 people commanded by Liu Yifeng walking in two vertical columns towards their warehouse left a deep impression on many people present.

Although their columns were not straight, their steps were not uniform, and although they were chirping and looking around along the way, in this era, this kind of discipline had surpassed that of many militiamen.

In particular, they strictly implemented Liu Yifeng's orders, leaving when he was allowed, stopping when he was allowed, and turning around when he was allowed.

"Which trading company are they from?"

On the platform of a certain three-story building in the port, a certain important figure who was clearly a court official couldn't help but ask the people around him.

The man was stunned for a moment, because there were at least 30 merchants down there, and he couldn't possibly know them all.

Fortunately, there were shrewd people around him, who immediately recognized the uniform cotton clothes worn by Liu Yifeng and the others, and whispered to his superior, who smiled and bowed before saying:

"Returning to Mr. Song's words, they are Jinzhou Yongdang Trading Company."

"Eunuch Liu, this Jinzhou Yongdang Trading Company should be a big trading firm in Dengzhou Prefecture, right?"

Eunuch Liu was stunned again. As the person in charge of Dengzhou Fudong Factory, all the big business houses in Dengzhou territory would indeed come to curry favor with him and send offerings. But he only received those big business houses, and there really was no Jinzhou Yong among them.

Be a trading company.

Fortunately, the young eunuch who reminded him before was really shrewd and immediately stood up and said: "Eunuch Liu is busy with official duties and can't remember things. You forgot that three years ago, the big shopkeeper of Jinzhou Yongdang Trading Company: Shopkeeper Zhao Da didn't invite you.

I asked you to attend their opening."

How did Eunuch Liu know about this? But he immediately said with great happiness: "Yes, yes, I remembered it. I was really busy with official duties at that time, so I turned it down. Although the Yongdang Trading Company, the shopkeeper of Zhao Da, has only been open for three years,

, but it seems to be developing very well.”

Mr. Song glanced at the double act of the two Dongchang father-in-laws and had no interest in exposing them. Then he looked at the more than 50 people under Liu Yifeng's command. Compared with the people in other trading firms, they were almost banned.

I couldn’t help but sigh:

"This shopkeeper Zhao might have been born in the military."

Eunuch Liu also thought so and quickly flattered him: "What Mr. Song said is absolutely true. He is probably a retired officer of the Northern Army from the Beiting Protectorate. He received his military salary and responded to His Majesty's call to convene a trading company."

Lord Song shook his head: "No, he is not a retired officer of the Northern Army from the Beiting Protectorate, but more like Qi Shaobao's Southern Army."

"How could Lord Song see that?"

"Eunuch Liu, the main force of the Beiting Protectorate is the Jurchens and the surrendered Tatars. Although their combat effectiveness is very strong, their military discipline is the worst among all the armies of the Ming Dynasty. This is why Your Majesty has not let the Beiting army go south through Hexi.

The reason why Corridor attacked Yerqiang."

He pointed at Liu Yifeng and the others and continued: "Look, those people have already followed the rules and regulations."

"The most important thing Qi Shaobao attaches to in military training is military discipline. If he says to go east, he will never go west. And Qi Shaobao is from Dengzhou, so I suspect that shopkeeper Zhao should be a retired officer of the Southern Army."

Although Lord Song would try his best to flatter Eunuch Liu no matter what he said, he had to admit that Lord Song's analysis was indeed very reasonable. He quickly tried his best to compliment Lord Song.

Master Song listened patiently for a few words, but he probably couldn't bear Eunuch Liu's flattery any more, so he said: "Eunuch Liu, the Dragon Boat Festival is coming, we don't have much time, Jinzhou must hurry up."

"Master Song, please rest assured that Dongchang will definitely cooperate with the Maritime Safety Administration to make proper arrangements for the civilians in Jinzhou!"

Eunuchs who can be the most responsible person in the East Factory are all good at observing people's emotions. Eunuch Liu has already seen that Master Song does not like his flattery.

Considering that Mr. Song from the capital might cause some trouble for himself if he continued to stay at the port, Eunuch Liu decided to take him away from here and said:

"Master Song, I have the Taishan green tea that just came down this year. This spring tea is the thickest, fragrant and has a long flavor. You have been to Dongshan Prefecture for a long time and haven't been able to drink fresh tea. I dare you to taste it."

Take note."

Just after Qingming Festival, it is the picking period of spring tea.

Taishan Green Tea is not a tea, but it is better than freshness. It has indeed attracted the greedy bug in Mr. Song's stomach. He also knows that as long as he agrees to taste the tea, he will probably have hundreds of kilograms more fresh tea in his luggage when he leaves.

Spring tea.

The tea is not expensive, and he has not lost his position. Jin Yiwei will not investigate him just because of this little gift of practice.

Moreover, Eunuch Liu was right about one thing: once we got to Dongshan Prefecture, we probably wouldn’t be able to drink fresh tea for a long time, so he agreed.

Eunuch Liu quickly took Master Song and left here.

But before leaving the port, he left the young eunuch who reminded him twice to continue to take his place in the East Factory's annual supervision of the transportation of civilians.
Chapter completed!