"Damn it, who first notified the family members to collect the corpses? All the information on these corpses has been lost, which means that this person killed so many people this time and we can't even collect the information?" Saito Yichi
His eyes were cold.
Under his left waist is a straight knife, a revolver on his waist, and a rifle on his back.
At this moment, his eyes looked as if he might pull out a gun and kill someone at any time.
"Hey...Captain Saito...I'm going to find out who did this stupid thing right away..." the bald Tsukiyo-head samurai said in fear.
"Idiot, what's the use of talking about this now?" He roared angrily, and his shouts even covered the rain.
Soon enough, he was no longer angry, because it was meaningless, and their goal was not just to kill Kawakami Saihiko, but to kill all the reformers in the entire Choshu Domain.
"Those gang of national thieves who resisted the barbarians and reformed the country claimed to be for justice, but they did all the most vicious things. Those guys are unforgivable!" He said, taking off his bamboo hat and facing the pile of unused clothes.
The person claiming the corpse bowed,
"Don't worry, everyone, we will definitely catch them and execute them in public. The national traitors of the Choshu Domain's reform faction, Katsura Kogoro, and Sakamoto Ryoma! I swear on the name of the captain of the third division, Saito Ichi."
"Shinsengumi, close the team!"
With a shout, this group of warriors with the word "Sincerity" written on their backs came and left quickly.
Li Wei watched this scene from a distance. The Shinsengumi was actually the upper limit of morality in this era, but it was of no use. When they were sitting in the feudal shogunate, they were destined to fail.
When the rain came to him, it was separated. His body seemed to have an invisible barrier to block the rain.
No matter whether it is the victory of the anti-barbarian reformers or the victory of the shogunate faction, there will be no good results.
He also left to find the Dutch.
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Luye Castle, Foreign Pavilion.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!"
The sound of the ship sounded, and the white steam rising into the sky was like a roaring beast.
Steel and geisha go hand in hand, guns and swords go hand in hand, forming the late Tokugawa period when chrysanthemums and swords are combined.
Like two completely separated worlds, a large number of foreign technological products have penetrated and brought about various changes.
But ordinary people still do not feel any technological convenience, only greater oppression.
The huge ship drove to the port. Along the way, there were still many fishermen who used wooden boats to fish, clinging to the boats in the waves caused by the ships.
When the ship docked, a group of men in suits and ties disembarked, chatting and laughing. They all brought their female companions in princess attire, or they might be wives in cheongsam style.
"Mr. Joestar, your goods have really helped me a lot. This time I brought you here to expand your business. Let me tell you, if you sell cigarettes here, there will be silver everywhere." A Dutchman
He was so flattering to a Korean gentleman.
In fact, the Dutch and the Chinese are also feuding, but feuding is feuding, business is business, and feuding doesn't affect making money, right?
The Frenchmen and the Frenchmen are even more feuding, and they still smile when they should be doing business.
The man with a mustache, a suit hat and a cane smiled and said: "Mr. Feng Peisi, thank you for opening up this market for our Joestar family, but God will watch over us.
The Joestar family only does serious business."
"God, God also loves big smoke, but since it is Mr. Joestar's request, then we have many other businesses, such as arms?" The Dutch man pointed at the new man who was still patrolling over there.
The people who selected the team said it unabashedly,
"Look at these squinting eyes. They may be about to start a nationwide war. We can sell arms to both parties, and help whichever party is at a disadvantage. Isn't this much faster than robbing?"
"Then Mr. Lau von Pacey, I'd better take a look at the market here with my own eyes, and then consider what kind of business I can do." George smiled, stretched out his hand, and said goodbye slightly.
"Then if Mr. Joestar wants to sell anything, you can always come to me and I'll be here at your call!" the Dutchman said, waving his hand.
George Joestar also waved his hand politely, and when he turned his head, he took off his gloves in disgust, as if the Dutchman's gloves he had just touched were the dirtiest things in the world.
"The greedy Dutch people kill chickens to get eggs and don't think about the future at all." Then, he looked at the other Koreans who were bringing slaves and cigarettes to sell, and showed contempt again,
"These dirty guys are the same thing as the French and the Dutch."
After saying that, he left here.
There is no doubt that the East is a huge market. Even if Fuso does not have unparalleled silk and blue and white porcelain, it is undoubtedly a piece of fat for the merchants they develop.
George Joestar, the current head of the Joestar family, came here to make money, but he is a somewhat arrogant capitalist. After all, it is said that the ancestors were blessed by the gods, and their arrogance did not disdain to do business that kills chickens to lay eggs.
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He wanted to investigate this place personally and then give a complete business order.
"Food, clothing, low-end manufacturing products..." He looked at the city and temporarily gave some of the products he could think of that were in great demand here.
…
The Dutchman waved goodbye to Joestar, then picked up the soap and washed his hands in disgust.
"Hypocritical Koreans are both in business, who is more noble than the other?" he said disdainfully.
Soon, other things on his ship came off, and they were all slaves. Originally, these slaves were going to be sold to the Americas to pick cotton, but the Civil War started there, so the slaves on his ship could only be transported here to be sold.
Hurry up and ship this ship of slaves, and then transport the arms. Whether they are sold to America during the Civil War or to Fusang where the war is about to break out, their arms dealers will always make a profit.
Also, Daqing seems to be setting up some kind of navy. He also has a lot of gunpowder mixed with sand, which he will sell to the vampires over there, and they will split it 50-50.
This is all free money.
Feng Peixi thought with a happy face.
"Holland, I have a business deal, can you discuss it in detail?"
Just as Feng Peixi was thinking, a voice came.
He turned his head and saw Levi dressed like a man from the American West, and he immediately looked down upon him.
To the Fuso country bumpkins, Levi's attire looks like a rich man, but to them, the real capitalists, Levi's attire is very shabby, and at most he is just a farmer.
"What business? I'm very busy. I won't do business with less than 10,000 taels of silver." Feng Peixi said, raising his head involuntarily.
"I want a complete set of biological experimental equipment, similar to the complete biological experimental equipment of great biologists like Lamarck and Carl von Linnaeus. How much do you think is appropriate?" Levi smiled.
The Dutch man's expression changed from disdain to flattery in an instant, and he quickly put away his contempt and said: "Guest, let's discuss the biological experiment equipment in detail? I happen to have the connections in Sweden, and I can make any complete equipment.
, But what about the price? We can discuss it in detail..."
Li Wei also walked in with a smile, and then, the word "roy" appeared in his eyes.
Illusion Soul Taming God, activate!
Soon, the Dutch sent Li Wei away with a smile, and then hurriedly left the place.
"Master, the slaves on our ship have not been sold yet. If we put them down, they will die of illness." Someone said.
"Don't care about them, we have big business and big customers. We only have thirty days to return as quickly as possible and leave them all here to fend for themselves." The Dutchman said hurriedly, with the "imperial" in his eyes.
"The characters are very small, just like the reflection in the pupils.
"But, I had a dream last night. I dreamed that we would be punished by God in the future, and even the Little Mermaid turned black..." The sailor hesitated.
"If it's black, it's black. I don't care. When the time comes, Snow White, the Daughter of the Sea, Little Red Riding Hood, and even Jeanne d'Arc and King Arthur are black. What does it have to do with us? Hurry up and drive the slaves down and go back to transport the biological experiment equipment."
he roared.
The sailors did as he said.
As Levi watched the boat leave, he was not prepared to pay. Since he was pretending to be a bald eagle, he should pretend to be more like it. Bald eagle traditional arts can be purchased for zero yuan.
This is just a casual move. It would be best if they could bring back complete experimental equipment, but if they fail to bring it back, it doesn't really matter.
He doesn't put his eggs in one basket.
He is not the only Dutch merchant in Luye City. This group of capitalists who smelled business opportunities are like sharks that smell blood. There are many other Dutch merchants in Luye City.
And soon, Li Wei found another Dutch businessman, and he was also a Dutchman who specialized in grain and meat business.
In fact, Li Wei approached the Dutch people to do business because the reputation of the Dutch people was better than that of others. Of course, the credit was limited.
After all, they are all businessmen, but the Dutch are less robbers than others, as long as they have enough money.
"Holland people, I'm here to do business with you. I need a dozen pairs of high-quality broiler breeders, and hundreds of fish that can live in freshwater, including retrograde fish." Levi found another Dutchman.
Boss, speaking of.
"Sir, you can call me Milan. What is your name?" He turned to Levi and asked.
"Layway."
"Hello, Mr. Levi, do you need to start breeding here?" The Dutch businessman named Milan smiled happily.
He is about forty years old, but he looks very old, and the wrinkles can be seen on his face when he smiles.
"Um?"
"Mr. Levi, a dozen pairs of meat poultry are not enough to breed. After a few generations, such a number will be no different from pheasants, and may even be worse than pheasants in terms of breeding." The Dutch man named Milan said.
"How much do you think we need?" Levi asked.
He really doesn't know much about breeding, so even if he knows that the other party may be trying to kill him, as long as he can do good things, Levi will have no problem, and he won't pay anyway.
"Five hundred." Milan stretched out his hand and marked five.
"Five hundred pairs?" Li Wei asked doubtfully.
"Yes, and in order to ensure the stability of subsequent varieties, I suggest that it is best to have a thousand pairs." He said.
Li Wei hesitated a little, mainly because different dimensions may not be able to accommodate so many kinds of chickens.
It would be fine if they were all little chicks, but if they were more grown-up, it is estimated that after one transport, the entire alien space would be in a physical sense.
"What about the fish seedlings?" Levi continued to ask another thing.
Fish are more suitable for breeding in Kyoto, the main world. After all, just throw them into Lake Biwa. It doesn't even require too much artificial intervention. You only need to choose those with strong fecundity and adaptability.
"Sir, it's a coincidence that you came here. I am planning to practice breeding here, so I have done some research on the environment and area of Fuso. However, if you bid me a beautiful price, I don't mind packaging my research plan and selling it to you."
You." A green light seemed to emerge from the Dutch man's monocle.
"Tell me first." Levi asked.
“Here, the best thing to breed in the environment of Fuso is salmon, which is an anadromous fish, and another type is trout, and by chance, I have high-quality fish species in this area.
"He couldn't even hide his smile.
"Okay, tell me how much it is." Li Wei seemed to be a Sha who was not short of money.
"The package price is 30,000 taels of silver, which is the lowest price. I have already lost money," said the Dutch businessman.
"Okay." Levi agreed directly without thinking.
The Dutchman smiled even more and politely welcomed Li Wei into a box.
Li Wei also smiled, and the word "royal" appeared in his eyes again.
Half an hour later, the Dutchman happily walked out with Levi and said: "Mr. Levi is really young and promising, so I would like to wish Mr. Levi in advance to dominate the Fuso Farm."
"I'd like to lend you some good words." Li Wei also smiled.
In the eyes of the Dutch, Li Wei paid the deposit of 5,000 taels of silver in an air of grandeur.
You know, the Dutchman's own expected price was to sell everything for 4,000 taels of silver. When he asked for 30,000 taels of silver, the lion opened his mouth, waiting for a bargain.
But I didn't expect that the young man opposite agreed directly. He was naturally extremely happy.
And Li Wei was in a good mood, because he didn't spend a penny, so he couldn't have so much silver. In this era, not even the shogunate had such an amount of silver, only Lao Foye had it.
However, the Dutchman may have made a profit, but he definitely did not lose money, because he directly used the illusion to buy it for zero yuan, and did not spend a penny.
"Mr. Levi, wait a minute. In a few hours, there will be a grand banquet at the foreign pavilion. Merchant merchants from all over the country will go there. Do you want to join us later?" The Dutchman seemed to have just received a false invitation.
Very happy with the money, said.
"That's okay."
"Mr. Levi, please come this way." Milan bowed, the wrinkles on his face seemed to be squeezed together, and smiled as he led Levi into the splendid Foreign Pavilion.
In the foreign pavilion, there are already countless women waiting for them, not only local ones, but also white people with blond hair and blue eyes. They all seem to come to this upper-class merchant place to help women.
The Dutchman took Li Wei in, and not far away, a little boy wearing a bamboo hat stared at the place and took out a portrait in his hand.
The figure on the portrait is none other than the Dutch businessman Milan, who is the next target of the night attack.
The reason for assassinating him is also written below the portrait.
"One of the largest foreign grain merchants in the Choshu Domain and one of the main merchants who provided grain to the shogunate army."
This was the Heavenly Execution Order given to him by Sakamoto Ryoma-sama. Because of these foreign grain merchants, the shogunate army was able to crush their reformers.
Therefore, to kill the grain merchants, it is best to force out the warehouses where they store grain. When the zero-yuan purchase comes and snatch them away, it is equivalent to taking the shogunate's grain into the hands of the reformers in disguise.
All this is for peace and the future of Fuso.
Kawakami Saihiko looked at the businessman walking into the foreign pavilion in the distance and silently lowered his hat.
He needs to change his clothes. He will definitely not be able to enter the foreign pavilion in this outfit.
Just a few days ago, Ryoma Sakamoto came to assist the reformists of the Choshu Domain.
Sakamoto Ryoma can be said to be a big figure in the anti-barbarian reformers, much higher than his boss Katsura Kogoro, and he single-handedly promoted the alliance of idealists between the Satsuma Domain and the Choshu Domain.
When Katsura Kogoro of the Choshu Domain was beaten to a pulp, Ryoma Sakamoto came here to assist the reformers of the Choshu Domain.
After all, Katsura Kogoro's defeat was so miserable that not even a single reformist in the entire Choshu Domain was left alive, and they were all buried in a conspiracy.
And their so-called killing of the four major people is just a tool to delay time, waiting for the support of the anti-barbarian faction from other places.
Kawagami Saihiko thought of Sakamoto Ryoma, a handsome man with a slightly high hairline, dressed in a suit, who was incompatible with their group of samurai.
That man's eyes were as sharp as a falcon at all times, and the assassination night attack plan he proposed created the four great ninjas, and gradually weakened the power of the shogunate army through assassinations and sneak attacks.
Kawagami Saihiko once again confirmed the assassination mission about Dutch businessman Milan. There are dozens of such assassination orders in the baggage behind him.
From the nobles of the shogunate, to some well-known samurai, to some foreign businessmen who supported the shogunate, and even some relatives of the big shots in the shogunate in Edo.
From men to women, from the elderly to children, no matter they are good or bad, they are all assassinated in the name of heaven.
"Master, what I have always done is right...I have always been practicing justice for the sake of a new, eternally peaceful world...right..." The little boy had a bandage on his hand, not because of injury.
But his hands were stained with blood that couldn't be washed away.
No matter whether you use soap or salt water, you can't wash away the blood stains like a curse.
"For what Mr. Gui said, a new world of eternal peace and no war..." He murmured and put on a more formal-looking suit.
Soon, Kawagami Saihiko put on another suit and came here. Although the suit didn't fit very well because he was too short and looked like a child.
"Stop, it's forbidden to enter here." A guard with a long rifle in his hand stopped him directly. He was 1.8 meters tall and looked at him condescendingly.