Wang Youzhen left home to find his second uncle. He was extremely cautious in his work and was worried that he would attract unnecessary attention.

I was patient and did not go directly to Yu'er Town. I turned around and went to the entrance of the ancestral hall to guard it, waiting for my second uncle to deliver cotton in the evening.

When he arrived at the entrance of the ancestral hall, Mr. Wang did not wait meticulously at the entrance of the ancestral hall like a personal army.

Then there is no silver here, and it is obvious that there must be a secret in the backyard of the ancestral hall.

Mr. Wang brought a rattan chair and lay under the persimmon tree at the entrance of the ancestral hall.

Squinted his eyes, it seemed that he was sleeping, but in fact he was alert to everything around the ancestral hall.

Nothing can be hidden from Mr. Wang, because he did not accept any trouble at night when he was working at the border.

He often goes deep into the hinterland of Liaodong to explore the situation of the Eight Banners soldiers.

Wang Youzhen thought his grandfather was asleep and did not disturb his grandfather's sleep. He brought a small wooden pier and sat honestly beside his grandfather.

At dusk.

The dazzling sun turned into a mild orange color, dyeing colorful clouds.

At this time, the sea level was the most beautiful. Wang Youzhen was not in the mood to watch the sunset by the sea, and his attention was on the dirt road in the village.

After a bag of cigarettes.

Wang Jiren came back with a mule cart. The frame was covered with a layer of black tarpaulin, and it was impossible to see what was installed.

When Wang Yiren saw Wang Youzhen here, he smiled kindly and said, "Big son, how are you recovering?"

Wang Youzhen's health has long been recovered. Every time the second uncle saw him, he still asked a few questions with concern, patted his chest and smiled, "It's been a long time ago."

"Uncle II is resting and handing over the things in the car to my nephew."

Wang Yiren waved his hand quickly and stopped Wang Youzhen from doing such rough work. He drove the mule cart to the backyard of the ancestral hall alone, untied the black oil cloth and unloaded the cotton.

When the second uncle was finished, Wang Youzhen handed over a bowl of Jingshui and said, "Second uncle, my nephew needs some things."

Wang Yiren drank dry well water in one sip, wiped his mouth with his sleeve, and signaled Wang Youzhen to say nothing.

However, what Wang Youzhen wanted made him feel a little strange, even weird.

A civilization stick, six red-haired wigs, a set of Captain Lan's suits, five sets of sailor Lan's suits, and some fragments of cinnabar dyes.

No matter how strange it was, I thought that my nephew was half a god, so I didn’t ask any more questions and bought these foreign goods for my nephew.

Two days later.

These are hard to buy in Nanyang, especially the captain's suits, which are not available. Wang Yaren bought them in just two days.

Wang Youzhen was amazed at his second uncle's ability in business, which was comparable to that of some big capitalists when they were young.

The foreign goods were purchased. Early the next morning, Wang Youzhen left Yanchi Village with his five younger brothers and left for a long journey.

Near Yanchi Village, there is a big river flowing through the two prefectures, Weishui.

It was precisely because of this big river that Wang Youzhen determined that he was in the Shandong Governor's Office, Laizhou Prefecture and Changyi County in the Ming Dynasty.

During this trip, Wang Youzhen rented a small flat sand boat worth tens of thousands of yuan for one or seven cents of silver, and followed the Wei River to a place more than a hundred miles away.

Fu Yanshan.

Shandong has been many loud horses since ancient times, especially in this turbulent year in the late Ming Dynasty, many loud horses of all sizes emerged from all over the Shandong Governor's Office.

There is also a loud horse in Changyi County, and the loud horse falls into Fuyan Mountain.

No one could have thought that even Wang Youzhen would have thought that Sun Baohu's spindle was sold to a loud horse that was not good at production.

Wang Youzhen took his five younger brothers on a flat sand boat and headed to Fuyan Mountain more than a hundred miles away.

Three days later.

Wang Youzhen got off the flat sand boat again, including his five younger brothers, who had completely changed.

Where is the salt ding of the Ming Dynasty? It is clearly a noble captain of the Helandong Indian Company and his confidant sailor.

Wang Youzhen had never been to Fu Yanshan and had no navigation. He could only rely on a map drawn by his second uncle and kept asking for information.

Finally, when it was almost dusk, Wang Youzhen came to the foot of Fuyan Mountain.

Fu Yanshan covers a wide area.

The terrain is high and very steep.

Wang Youzhen looked up and saw that the mountains and forests were sparse, and most of them were cut down, leaving only tree stumps.

Before he could see the surrounding terrain clearly.

More than a dozen loud horses holding spears and swords suddenly rushed out of nearby ravines and grass and woods, without making any sound.

It was not until the horses and the horses rushed in front of us that Wang Youzhen noticed that there were more than a dozen people around him.

Wang Youzhen looked at the horses around him and thought that it was not like the ones played in the novel and TV series. He rushed out a bunch of people, fearing that others would not know that they were going to attack.

It seems that there is still a certain gap between novels and TV and reality, which is more in line with the identity of the heroes.

After the horses rushed over, they did not say a big nonsense about where you came from or what your name was. They picked up the spear and big sword and wanted to kill the six Wang Youzhen brothers.

Wang Youzhen immediately spoke and said, "Doe het niet, ik heb rijkdom gebracht."

The leading Xiaozhangpan heard Wang Youzhen's whisper, waved his hand and signaled the brothers to stop for the time being.

It’s not that Xiao Zhangpan understood Wang Youzhen’s words. He had a vicious look and saw that Wang Youzhen didn’t have much money on him and was dressed as a rich maritime merchant, so he could be arrested as a kidnapping.

Because it is close to the sea, sea merchants often appear in the county towns, but there is a romp who can speak the romp in Mali.

Xiao Zhangpan stared at Wang Youzhen and others with his eyes tightly, and ordered: "Go and call Ma Liu."

Ma Liu, who was as thin as a monkey, hurriedly ran over from behind, with a flattering face: "Don't worry, deputy, I'll tell you the words of the red-haired ghost."

Ma Liu stole a married woman back then, but later he was chased and killed by the husband's ancestral temple, and then he became a horse.

Ma Liu was originally looked down upon by Fu Yanshan Xiangma. Some of the Xiangma who didn't know that he could speak the foreign languages, and when he heard that he could actually be a red-haired ghost, he looked even more despised when he looked at him.

Xiao Zhangpan frowned even more and said in disgust: "After this ticket, you don't have to follow me and go to the horse house to raise horses."

As soon as Ma Liu finished speaking, he felt something was wrong with his ability to speak Western languages. Seeing the look of horses around him, he heard Xiao Zhang's scolding, and gave himself a mouth on the spot: "I'm such a slut, what are you learning barbaric words."

Wang Youzhen kept watching all this.

A complex expression.

In later generations, some people, if they know a little bit of foreign language, they would like to keep their heads up to the sky.

When using foreign language communication, you think you are superior to others.

In the Ming Dynasty, in this last Han Dynasty.

In the Ming Dynasty, everyone regards learning foreign literature as a shame.

From shame to superior.

All this change was because of the Qing Dynasty established by Braids.

Because of the treaties signed by the Qing Dynasty that were powerless and humiliating.

It has slightly defeated the national confidence that has been built since the Qin and Han dynasties, and has also made Westerners regard the Chinese people as bad as those of black-skinned people.

The Ming Dynasty founded the country from Hongwu, no matter whether the king was wise or stupid.

From beginning to end, there is no annual monies and no peace is discussed.

Even if the country is destroyed.
Chapter completed!