"Lao Jia, black fat man! Ask me the way, do you know there is a place called Cape Town nearby?" After the Golden River stopped beside the small sailboat, Hong Tao smirked and poked his head out of the side of the boat, shouting at McTinnie who was praying on the boat. (《.c》》

"...Blessed by Allah, Master, you are really back." Matini's face was not thin at all, and shed a few drops of crocodile tears.

"Oh, isn't this Lao Mai? Why is it richer than before? I didn't dare to recognize it just now! Lao Mai, are you planning to catch whales? I'll catch it for you, but you have to tell me, why are you using this thing to catch? 6 The meat on the ground is not enough for you to eat?" Hong Tao signaled the sailor to throw the rope net down, watching Matini climb up with difficulty while saying sarcastic.

"Boil oil! I also learn to boil oil like Jinhewan! Then use this whale oil to do business with the locals. Master, look at this..." As soon as Matini went up the stern, he approached Hong Tao and mysteriously pulled out a rope from his neck, with a pendant hanging on it.

"Fuck! This is gold! Do you exchange whale oil for them gold?" The pendant is as big as a child's fist, with a bit of a pothole on the surface, but overall it is a round and yellow.

"Not only gold, but also gems, ivory, rhino horns and slaves! It's them, they are all mine now... no, they are slaves of the Golden River Company!" Matini pulled out a chain from his neck again. This time it was not gold, but a string of animal bones and various gems, each of which was not small.

"Slaves! They?" Compared with these golden gems, Hong Tao was even more surprised by the slaves. How could he not be surprised by the black slaves?

"Yes, there are more than 80 people in the camp, all of which I exchanged for whale oil and food.... They are responsible for building the camp, planting wheat, and fishing in the sea, which is very useful." Matini pointed out on the outside of the boat.

"Did you control so many slaves? Are you not afraid that they will kill you all in the middle of the night?" Hong Tao was puzzled by how Matini controlled these slaves. He only left him twenty sailors, and wanted to control hundreds of slaves, but there were not enough iron chains available. It seemed unlikely.

"They will not resist me, nor will they run away! These people were captured from the defeated tribes. If they were not me, they would be killed. Even if they ran away, they would be killed or captured by other tribes. There would be no tribe here. There would be no survivors without tribes. In the woods and the grasslands were full of beasts, and there were large groups of people. They could eat enough in the camp, but I didn't abuse them, really, there was no. Just like the master, you did in the Golden River Bay, they worked and then changed food, and they were very satisfied. I could also protect them. Now your Cape Town is already a holy place for dozens of tribes nearby. I can help them see a doctor, and no one will come to attack the open Pudong, which would arouse public anger." Matini is much more experienced than Hong Tao in slaughtering slaves. The Arabs have a long time ago.

"You can still see a doctor?" Hong Tao had to look at this fat man with admiration. He was talented, and he even had a priest talent!

"It's just some minor illnesses. I opened a pharmacy with the merchants of Dasong in Guangzhou Port. I learned a little bit, just a little bit. But it's very useful. The medical skills of Dasong are very clever." Matini was very modest in front of Hong Tao.

"Lao Wen, look at Lao Mai. If you change your position with him, can you live so comfortably after staying here for a year?" Hong Tao's favorable feelings for Matini instantly increased a lot. ┡ © ┢ ┢.. The profitable business does not hinder a person's ability. Who is not treacherous in business?

"I admire the student, I am not as good as him! I admire him!" Wen Nan did not say strange words this time, and bowed to Metini in conscience.

Matini gave Hong Tao more surprises than he said. When the fleet turned the Signal Mountain, he could see a small village and town standing on the originally bare hillside. The houses were all in the style of a small wooden house in Jinhewan, lined up in the east and west, and there were walls built with logs around. The woods below the hillside were gone and turned into a large green farmland, with many black people working in the farmland. Two small water trucks were erected by the river. They were turning slowly, and it seemed that they were carrying water into the farmland.

"It seems that I'm worried that you are better here than me! This time I brought you some slaves and craftsmen. Do you think you can arrange it?" Hong Tao first took the twenty sailors on the boat personally. Their term has come, and they can go home to reunite with their families. The replacement is no longer the sailors on the boat, but the real craftsmen in Jinhewan. They have all walks of life and will work here for three years and then change people. This is the rotation system developed by Hong Tao. The Port of Cabarra, Port of Malacca, Madagascar and Cape Town will be stationed. Don't choose anyone, everyone takes turns to come, you can sign up by yourself, or take your family.

"Yes! Can arrange... Master, I have made a private deal with the locals and bought some land in the east and north. I think the master must also build a city here, just in time for the war between their tribes, so I used ten grenades to exchange some land for them. I don't know if it's appropriate..." When Matini heard that Hong Tao had brought people, he immediately smiled on his face, but soon became bitter again, and he said the matter that he had made a decision without authorization. Especially when he exchanged the grenades for others, his eyes were full of panic. This thing was the secret of Jinhewan.

"Old Mai, you have vision and mind, but you lack some courage. Didn't we say that before? As long as you don't violate the company's regulations, you don't have to be afraid. Since I gave you this right, you should use it to the extreme. If I said last year that you were not allowed to exchange grenades, then your fat body should suffer today. Unfortunately, I never said that even if I regret it now, I will not punish you. If this is done well, it's okay to give them grenades. They will use one less and they can't make it. And you won't give it randomly, right? You must be sure that the other party's harm will be harmed.

If you don’t have it, this is a good thing and should be rewarded. So, after you and I go back, you will be my adviser like Lao Wen. If you are happy, you can take your family to Jinhewan to live. The new city there has been construction, and we can be neighbors." Hong Tao is not worried that these people around him have other ideas. If not, it is worth worrying. This means that he has influenced them in vain in the past few years. The world is too big, and it is impossible to occupy it by himself. There is no chance to be exhausted. This requires people who agree with their own thoughts to help, even if they only agree with part of it, as long as the core part is consistent.

"Master...I, I have a request..." After hearing Hong Tao's words, Matini was not happy, but became even more embarrassed. His legs were involuntarily bent again.

"Call me, don't master, I really can't afford to support you! Let's talk, what bad things have you done?" Hong Tao stretched out his hand, grabbed Matini's neck and lifted it up, allowing him to stand firm.

"I...I don't want to go back, I want to treat this place as my home! I'm useless in Jinhewan, master...I can't help with the things that the sir has made. But I have something to do here every day, and I'm very happy every time I get some gadgets and exchange them for more valuable things. If you don't feel at ease, you can let Carl come and see me. He will never say good things for me. I can't be the leader of this place. I'll be the deputy and do business with those black tribes!" Matini plucked up several courages and gritted his teeth to put out his request. This request seemed very dangerous to him. It would be unlikely that any organization's leader would be invisible to a place that was not a core member of the organization for a long time, so it would be easy for something to happen.

"... Let Carl come, you can't live for a year! As long as you don't spread your religion here, stay if you want to stay. This is our original promise. You are the governor of Cape Town, and you are the first, the first in the entire Jinhewan!" Metini's request was indeed beyond Hong Tao's surprise. Although it already has the size of a small village, the living conditions are still relatively difficult, much worse than Jinhewan, and the danger is higher. This black fat man actually wants to stay! However, Hong Tao is not too worried about Metini's tricks. The craftsmen from Jinhewan are no better than others. They have become accustomed to the Jinhewan model and have to discuss everything. Except for Hong Tao, a demigod-like existence, no one can completely control them, let alone Metini, a captive person.

Hong Tao can understand Metini's mood. He feels very accomplished here and can be respected by these black tribes. However, he is at most a urged adviser. Sometimes spiritual enjoyment is more attractive than material enjoyment. As for whether he can stand firm here and perform according to his own plan, Hong Tao doesn't have to worry too much. Metini not only has a brain, but also has execution ability. He is not a dealer. Those who can cross the sea to the Song Dynasty from the Great Food Kingdom to do business are no waste. After being influenced by himself for several years, his vision is even further than before. Are you afraid of an ancient fornic businessman who has learned some modern ideas?

Metini's plan was actually very simple. He was always thinking about being a governor and wanted to build a commercial city here, just like the kind that Hong Tao often said when he was fine, which welcomed merchants from all over the world, provided them with information, products and exchange conditions, and was managed by the merchants themselves. He had heard that Venice was a paradise for merchants, but Europe had been fighting with Arabs. Although the Venetians were not keen on fighting, it was still difficult for him to go to Venice to see.

What should I do if I can't go? Originally, he had lost his heart, but when he found that the black tribe here also had goods to exchange, he immediately began to think about: Can you build such a city by yourself? (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!