Tula is a fishing businessman in the Haoran Alliance.

He had five six-masted fishing boats and thirteen four-masted fishing boats.

Don’t underestimate such a fishing fleet. In the Southern Continent, where navigation technology is even more behind that of the Northern Continent, this scale is already above the medium-sized scale among sea fish traders, and the property of Haitula is also quite amazing.

At this time, his eyes were covered with bloodshot, and he was still holding on for a few nights.

The entire ship of sea fish is full of gold coins, and of course Haitula cannot relax in this most profitable golden season.

"Get out of here, get out of here!"

An eight-masted fishing boat squeezed out the six-masted ship of Haitula into the port.

Fuck your mother!

Hattola rushed forward with her sleeves rolled up.

The eight-masted fishing boat was supported on the pier, and several tough fishermen walked down, followed by a thin middle-aged man. His skin turned bronze because of the sea breeze, and his face was as frosty as a knife.

Hetula shouted: "Calut, don't bully people too much."

The thin middle-aged man saw Haitula and sneered: "Who am I thinking of it? The waste from the Maslan family, do you want to attack me? Or do you still don't understand the alliance's rules, so that the big ship can enter the port first is allowed by the alliance."

In the Haoran Alliance, whoever has more money is more in position, and even more so in business. Although Haoran Harbour is the largest port in the Southern Continent, there are too many fishing boats this season. In order to ensure cargo throughput, it is also to provide convenience for big merchants. After all, big ships pay more taxes, so there are lists of big ships entering the port.

Although this is very unfair to small businessmen, it is indeed the most in line with the current situation, considering the overall interests.

Hattola looked at the strong and strong fishermen around Carlot, and had a long sword on his waist, so he could only swallow this breath, shook his sleeves and ran towards his ship. This was not the time to fight. In this hot climate, the sea boat would be as slow as the sea fish would be, and he could not let his cargo rot.

While running, he cursed in his heart. No matter what, he had to buy another eight-masted ship, otherwise he would not be able to live this life.

As he was talking, suddenly a riot came from the outer port.

Then there was a violent collision, and Haitula's eyes widened. He saw a six-masted ship behind him colliding with a small boat that came from somewhere.

The small boat plunged into the tail of the six-masted ship, and the body of the six-masted ship was constantly tilting. Seeing this scene, the fishermen on the boat jumped down to the sea and went upstream to the pier.

Chapter 8

In a small independent manor near the street of Haoran City.

Haitula welcomed several strangely dressed guests into the house and asked the maid to go and add tea and water.

These people are tall and firm in their faces. They wear tight clothes and make expensive water armors. The leader looks more outstanding in temperament. Although they look very ordinary in appearance, the superior temperament of the commander cannot escape the eyes of a businessman like Hatola, who has a wide range of knowledge.

Just now on the harbor, although his ship was hit and cracked.

But when he saw these people, Haitula immediately chose to speak kindly.

Just because of the expressions and postures of these people, Hatula knew that he could never afford to provoke him. Moreover, the other party was generous and took out a large pearl enough for two six-masted ships to compensate. Hatula became even more attentive.

"I wonder where you guys come from?" After the tea was brought up, Hatula asked carefully at the person who looked like the leader.

The man who looked like a leader pondered for a moment before speaking: "We... are coming from Qingsiguo."

His pronunciation was a bit weird at first, but after saying a few words, he became smoother. As for the group of people who seemed to be subordinates, he didn't say a word.

Even after coming all the way from the harbor, Hatula never saw them speak.

"It turned out to be an adult from Qingsiguo," Haitula kept thinking in her mind. Qingsiguo has always been known for her works of art on the mainland and is called a country of art. He organized the language and said with a smile: "Are adults also here to catch up with "Haoran City"?"

The leader nodded.

"That's it. I don't know what the adults have to do. Xiao Ke has lived in Haoran City for many years. Although his family is not well-off, he has some knowledge of various situations in the city. If necessary, come to Xiao Ke."

The leader glanced at him and suddenly waved to a subordinate. The subordinate brought a bag and put it on a table in front of Haitula to open it. Suddenly, a dazzling white appeared in front of everyone. Haitula's blood-filled eyes suddenly widened, and even his breathing stopped for a moment.

It was slowly a large bag of pearls and rare coral stones.

"You can take a look." The leader said calmly.

Haitula's mouth twitched slightly, and she carefully reached out her hand, picked up a pearl as big as a longan from the bag, and slowly stroked it, feeling the delicateness of the girl's skin. Then he picked up a piece of coral stone the size of a palm, and the dazzling patterns and the material of the coral stone immediately made Haitula determine that it was deep

blue star coral.

And these rare treasures... there is a big bag.

A whole bag appeared in front of him, and Haitula tried hard to restrain the urge to grab the bag into his arms.

He was not sure how much this big bag of top-quality pearls and coral stones is worth, but one thing he could be sure of was that these things could immediately give the man a first-class position in the Haoran Alliance as soon as he took action.

The merchants in the Haoran Alliance are divided into Gong, Hou, Bo, Zi, and Male, and each title is divided into three levels. Although this title is not like the hereditary nobles granted by other countries through monarchy, these titles represent great convenience in status and trade within the Haoran Alliance.

This is a world divided into levels by money.

And Hetula himself is just a third-class count.

His throat squirmed, and he reluctantly put the pearls and coral stones back into the package, looking up at the strange men.

His eyesight made him know how extraordinary these people were, but he didn't expect them to be so extraordinary.

Such a person is not something he can afford to offend.

At this moment, his voice was even more respectful and even a little humble: "Sir, are you going to take action on these things?"

"Your name is Haitula, right?" The person who looked like a leader nodded when he saw Haitula and continued, "Haitula, do you want to be the richest person in the Southern Continent?"

Haitula's pupils contracted suddenly, and she felt more saliva secreted in her throat. However, her natural alertness did not allow him to express his intense thoughts, but instead asked vigilantly and carefully: "Sir, don't know what your words mean?"

"Just now at the port, I saw you have a conflict with another merchant. I understand the Haoran Alliance system, and I also saw the desire for money in your eyes. Well, it's very interesting, because I need an agent, a person who is full of desire for money and can maintain sanity. You have a good impression of me, so I found you."

Hetula was unable to digest the other party's intentions, so she subconsciously asked: "Agent?"

"Yes, I'll represent my trade in the South Continent. Let you seize wealth that you can't imagine and become the top and richest businessman in the South Continent."

After saying this, the leader had already stood up: "Give you two days to think about it. I will wait for your news at the Golden Vanity Inn."

Then he led a few subordinates to the door.

"Wait. Sir. Your stuff."

"Save it, that's also an option."

Haitula held the bag of priceless pearls and coral stones in her hand, staring at the group of people leaving...

...

Golden glitz hotel.

In the first-class room of Tianzi on the third floor, Yang Zheng gently twisted a piece of paper, which contained all the information about Hatola, the third-class count of Haoran.

Haitula was born into the famous Maslan family. Because Maslan was once the richest family in the Haoran League, Haitula's great-grandfather even served as the chief of the Haoran Commercial Council. However, in a cruel commercial war, the Maslan family was defeated and was sluggish from then on. Haitula's father was stabbed to death in the alley by a thief because of wine. When Hetula was young, he made a living by begging.

Hatura has trained many life skills in his long wandering life, among which fishing is his strength. When he was eighteen years old, he risked his life to sea with a abandoned small sampan, which was the extremely thrilling and even legendary going out to sea, allowing him to salvage his first pot of gold in his life. That time he encountered a strong storm, and the small sampan was undoubtedly stormed into pieces by the storm. He relied on his unparalleled will and luck to drift on the sea for three days. On the way, he accidentally found a silent fishing boat and obtained some gold coins and pearls. After he returned to the mainland for a life of death, he used the money to exchange for a four-masted boat, and achieved his current achievements after twenty years of struggle.

Anyone who is familiar with Hetula knows that he has a motto in life: he will not get married without surpassing his great-grandfather's achievements. If the Maslan family is destined to be poor, then let him be destroyed in poverty.

It is this strong persistence in money that has made Haitula unmarried and has no children.

Yang Zheng admires this character very much.

Even if a person worships money, if he worships indomitable ways and regards money as the dignity of life and as his only faith, he will not be far from success.

"Brother Xiao Zheng, would he come again if you said that you would leave such a large bag of jewelry?"

"He will come. Although there are too many jewelry, it is not enough to restore him to the glory that the Maslan family once had. This man has a desire for money that ordinary people cannot reach, and he will not give up any hope."

Yang Zheng handed the paper over to a subordinate of a shadow army beside him.

Then I picked up a bunch of information from the side.

It has been the third week since the Taoyuan fleet gone through a lot of hardships and finally arrived in the Southern Continent.

Yang Zheng left all the large ships on a small island overseas and led some sergeant companies to the nearest Haoran Alliance. Based on this, he obtained a large number of nan University in two weeks.

interest.

He has been away from the Southern Continent for more than three years.

In the past three years, the Southern Continent has never been peaceful. Although his sensational battle more than three years ago forced Cangyue Kingdom, Wei Rong and Liuyun to sign a blue light agreement, which made the situation in the Three Kingdoms stabilize again.

But three years have passed, and although there has been no large-scale war, many things have happened in the undercurrents.

For example, Rachel, the regent of Weirong Kingdom, suddenly launched a coup with the help of the southwestern provinces, gathering all the powers together, and actually abolished the original parliamentary system. The imperial power was concentrated again.

Civil strife continued to occur in Liuyun. Manqi, the Tianzhi clan, led the troops to quell the chaos several times, but was shot by a cold arrow in a war. Although he saved his life, he left the root of the disease and his energy was not as good as before. At this time, the status of the Tianzhi clan's first clan was already in danger. If Manqi had not participated in the customization of the Blue Light Agreement, he would have been driven off the stage long ago.

However, Cangyue Kingdom is quite stable. The huge failure more than three years ago caused great damage to its vitality, Mo Lianyu's dominance was able to bend and stretch. After Yang Zheng's "death", several border conflicts, Mo Lianyu counterattacked hard and let the attempt to take the insult return, which also made people understand that although Cangyue Kingdom was injured, the tiger was still a tiger.

Three years of contraction and development have gradually recovered from the severe damage.

At this time, all discerning people know that when the tiger grinds its teeth, a new round of battle for hegemony will appear again.

The Blu-ray protocol is not omnipotent.

At this time, some people began to miss the "Demon God General", the peerless general who beat Cangyue all over the body.

Among the people, songs praising the Demon God General are still sung, poetry, portraits, and even the most profitable places in Weirong, there are also temples for the Demon God General. The people's hearts are actually very simple. Whoever can give them a rich life and who can keep them safe is a hero. In Vigolan County, where Yang Zheng once ruled, there are even rumors of despicable gods circulating among the people, such as the Demon God General who is a god descending to earth.

People who promote such rumors will definitely be sentenced to be in the gallows of pagans in the Northern Mainland where their faith is firm.

However, the Southern Continent has always been a warrior, and there is no special belief. The shocking regent queen of Weirong Kingdom, the upper class, is even more encouraging to such rumors. Therefore, such rumors are rampant and have an increasingly large impact. At least in Weirong Kingdom, Yang Zheng's image after his "death" even surpasses Zuo Qingzi and General Chi Yun.

Yang Zheng learned about this situation in a short period of time.
To be continued...