What did he do here?

When he heard that Fan Sanba was coming, Jin Wenbo frowned. Don’t he know that he no longer asked about the Jin family’s affairs? Since the last time he went to the West, Jin Wenbo stopped asking about the Jin family. For him, everything is not as important as his enjoyment of life. Since everyone is determined to die, that’s it. As for him, he will be in a state of destruction in the future.

Why did Fan Sanba come now?

Confused, Jin Wenbo's face seemed a little unhappy. After all, of course, it was the Fan family who broke his dream. If it weren't for the Fan family, he might have arrived in Europe now.

Even if everyone is unwilling to suffer from the sea boats, they can buy a piece of land in India like those Westerners, and then build a city there. In this way, they don’t need to rely on others like they are now. However, they don’t understand his ideas and cannot see such benefits. They are just talking about leaving their hometowns. But they never know that if the big China has no place for them to live, even if they stay, they will just rely on others and rest on others’ noses.

Here, Jin Wenbo, who was full of doubts, heard Fan Sanba's laughter as soon as he entered the door.

"Brother Jin, you are living a very comfortable life now. I heard that you stayed in Cuiyulou for another night yesterday? My sister-in-law is so generous, she is such a good match!"

Seeing Jin Wenbo come in, Fan Sanba laughed and teased while greeting him.

Faced with Fan Sanba's joke, Jin Wenbo shook his head and smiled bitterly:

"I have no choice. Yu Jin's family was born in a illegitimate family. What's the matter between the Jin family and the big and small? Besides, the life of the eight families is booming, so what do I have to do with me, an idle person? As for me, I just listen to music and drink flower wine. Isn't that comfortable?"

Staring at Jin Wenbo and looking at him for a few seconds, Fan Sanba smiled and said:

"I'm afraid my third brother doesn't think so!"

"Eight families all go out to the West." Fan Sanba shook his head and exclaimed.

"Even now, whenever I think of the third brother's method, I am amazed by my brother. If it weren't for your method, how could there be a way out for the eight families now? I thanked my third brother for my brother on behalf of the Fan family!"

What Fan Sanba said was not a false statement, especially after the Qing Dynasty had already escaped into the grassland, it was indeed Jin Wenbo's credit for these eight families to live their current peaceful life. In the face of others' praise, Jin Wenbo just smiled bitterly.

"How dare you take this? Besides, the Bajia is not in the West now. In Fujian, life is good in Fujian. Look, Fuzhou is not as prosperous as Taiyuan, and it is not as cool as the north. Isn't that good?"

Fan Sanba shook his head and said:

"You still have resentment in your heart!"

"Resentment?" Jin Wenbo said coldly with a cold smile.

"Why is there no resentment? The Eight families seem to have settled now, but what is going to be in the future? What is the land now? But it is just a dependent on others' roof and dependent on others' breath. But it is just a fat sheep in the eyes of others. Even if you achieve something in the future, what can you do? - It's thanks to your mentality that you actually feel like you have lived a peaceful life again."

How could Jin Wenbo have no resentment? He could have given the Eight families a way out. He could have taken charge of the future of the Jin family, but now, there is nothing left.

"You can't stand the tiring of boats and boats. You spent millions of taels of silver just to change your future origin with the Zheng family. But you don't think about it. If I waited to India, and like Westerners, I spent more than 100,000 taels of silver there, bought a land near the sea, and built a city-state there. Then, just like the Venetians in the West, all the big and small matters in the city will be decided by the eight families. In this way, how can I rely on others and why are the nobles?"

When Jin Wenbo said this, Fan Sanba was stunned and said for a while.

"Third brother, what you think is too simple! Things in this world are so easy. How can we do things that Westerners can do?"

"Why can't Westerners do it, why can't we do it?" Jin Wenbo asked directly.

"We can do it, and we can do it even better. The eight families have less than tens of thousands of people. After purchasing the land of the sea, we can buy and sell slaves to farm and weave cloth for me. The eight families can do business and join the army like the Eight Banners. How can we gain a foothold in the local area? At that time, even if our eight families have no name as nobles, they have the reality of nobles!"

Jin Wenbo's words made Fan Sanba silent for a moment, and he said after a long time.

"Last brother, what you said does have your reasons, but..." Looking up at Jin Wenbo, Fan Sanba admitted that the method he said was indeed very good. For the Bajia, it might be the best choice. After coming to Fujian, he had also heard about the West and learned about the Western people. He knew what businessmen were there, and how the merchants there established a country. Just like Venice, he completed the control of merchants. Jin Wenbo's words suddenly heard it very well, but he forgot one thing.

"But, don't forget Dingnan, don't forget that Prince Mu is now in Dingnan, and there is also a fleet of the Zhongyi Army there. Even if we build our own city-state like Venetians in India, even if our eight families are local bannermen, buy local people's slaves to farm for me and weave cloth for me, sooner or later, the Zhongyi Army will still come. Don't forget that our eight families are all traitors!"

Traitor!

When these two words came into Jin Wenbo's ears, they only made his heart tremble suddenly. Then he realized that the biggest problem with the idea was that - it was not the other, it was the Zhongyi Army, in the Ming Dynasty. Yu Daming said that the Eight Family members were traitors, traitors that everyone in the world could kill! In this way, even if it was stable for ten or twenty years, what would it be? Sooner or later, the Ming army would still attack and cut off all the heads of the Eight Family members. What would the Eight Family members then? By then, everything was just a wedding dress for the Ming Dynasty? What was the difference between it and now? If you say the difference, you might just live for a few decades more. But for Zheng Zhilong...

"Here, what is his origin? If someone pursues us, how can he get around him? I am so as to protect him. Not to mention anything else, at least he is safe and worry-free. Besides, he is not the one who lives under others? I think my brother thinks that the situation in the current situation is small seconds, and I will naturally not know what will happen in the future, but how can he live under others for a long time?"

The "he" in Fan San's mouth naturally refers to Nan'an Hou. When he said these words, Jin Wenbo nodded slightly. In contrast, it seemed that he was more appropriate to choose him.

"So, he will definitely not be able to live in the long term?" Fan Sanba sneered coldly.

"Life has been controlled by others for so long. Not to mention him, even if it is his brother, if there is a slight possibility, he will naturally not want others to control his own property, life. There is no way for us to do so, but he is different? He still doesn't want his son to control his life, so how can he let his grandson control his life?"

When talking, Fan Sanba said nothing loudly, so they could only hear it. However, even so, his words were still scared that Jin Wenbo trembled all over, and he immediately said nervously.

"You, you mean, he wants to attack that person!" Who did he attack? Of course, it was the one from Nanjing! Jin Wenbo felt cold sweat all over his body at this time. He didn't expect that he would know such a secret matter.

"Then, that's his grandson!" "He has more than one grandson!" Such words fell into Jin Wenbo's ears, which immediately reminded him of the general who had just met. Isn't he the grandson of that person? More than one grandson! Is this man's wrist really so cruel? Seeing that Jin Wenbo stopped talking for a long time, Fan Sanba continued to say, knowing that he was surprised.

"We are all businessmen, so we naturally know that the word "gamble" in business is a word for gambling, small bets on wealth, big bets on national fortune. What did our eight companies bet back then?" staring at Jin Wenbo, Fan Sanba said in unsurprising words.

"What our eight families bet on the national fortune back then was that the national fortune of the Ming Dynasty was about to lose. We made it and also lost it, but we also bet on the eight families today. Two or three out of ten of the world's silver will be in the hands of our eight families. If such a huge wealth is not bet on the national fortune, how could the world's money bet on the eight families?"

After saying this from Fan Sanba, Jin Wenbo was just silent. At this time, he seemed to know why the Eight families chose the Qing Dynasty instead of their ancestral land. Everything was just a word for wealth! They were also gambling today, what were they betting?

"Brother Fan means that he will become the emperor in the future?"

When he said this, Jin Wenbo's tone calmed down, as if nothing big, as if he was talking about something worth mentioning. Yes, nothing big, because this is a very normal thing in itself.

"He?" Fan Sanba shook his head,

"To be honest, now the four vassals in the world are the emperor, who can be the emperor and who can unify the world? I still don't know what we are betting on now? What we are betting on is luck, but..." The words were slightly lowered, and Fan Sanba said to Jin Wenbo.

"So, this egg cannot be put in a cage!" What does this mean? Jin Wenbo stared at Fan Sanba, trying to see his thoughts from his face, but at this time, he heard Fan Sanba laugh and say.

"So, I want to ask you for something, and you have to do it! How about it, did you have to live in Bajia at the beginning? Today, it is also for the live in Bajia,"

After saying this, Fan Sanba stared at Jin Wenbo with his eyes tightly. Now he was already heartbroken and just waited for his answer. Faced with Fan Sanba's request, Jin Wenbo did not hesitate at all, and he said almost immediately.
Chapter completed!