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Three hundred and forty-two chapters Ming Xiu plank road

Since Hong Tao and Swan talked about this conversation, the hundreds of sailors on the warship have entered the devil mode. Captain Swan has been trained to great pain every day. There is only one goal, and it is to try his best to speed up the ship's speed, just like there is his fiancée in Cape Town Harbor. If he goes late, he will be someone else. (The best experience of reading novels is in [Novels]) And no one can complain, because Swan, as the captain, leads 100% of the time, and he only sleeps four or five hours a day, stares at the deck most of the time, even if the ship speed drops by half a quarter, he will yell.

Hong Tao will not interfere with Swan's control of ships. As long as the rules and regulations of the Royal Navy are not violated, the captain will be God at sea. Each captain has a different personality and management model, and there is no need to arrange it in a unified manner. As a crew member, they will slowly adapt to their captains. Besides, doing a long-distance training is not a bad thing. This is also the standard training course of the Royal Navy. Regardless of whether there are tasks or not, the captain has the right to require the entire ship to enter the wartime state at any time.

With Hong Tao's indulgence and Swan's efforts, coupled with God's strength, this new Jiaosha-class warship ran the highest speed ever in the Royal Navy. It took only 25 days to set sail from Jinhe City and arrived at Cape Town Port, setting a record that was not so easy to break.

"I said Lao Mai, you can't eat less? I'm still expecting you to give me a few more years of life. If this trend continues, I guess you will have to be fat in less than five years. You are an imperial official, I am the emperor of the imperial family. If I don't agree, you are not allowed to die. Otherwise, even if it is illegal, I will confiscate your whole family!" After two years of not seeing each other, Matini's belly seemed to have grown a lot. Now he doesn't need a table to eat, just put it on his belly, and at least four dishes can be put on his stomach.

"Your Majesty is too worried. He can't die and live well. Last year and the first half of this year alone, there were three sons and two daughters. I guess in another ten years, this land will be full of his descendants!" Not only was Metini welcomed Hong Tao on the dock, but also Luo Youde, who arrived in advance. When he heard that Hong Tao was running over Metini, the handsome guy was not willing to fall behind and revealed Metini's background.

"Don't just talk about Lao Mai. You black son should be almost two years old, right?" Hong Tao couldn't stand Luo Youde's seemingly noble face. In fact, he was angry when he saw that everyone who was handsomer than him. He would never let him go if he had the chance to be disgusted.

"Hehehe... Boss Luo's son looks very much like him, and he looks like his biological child, hahaha." Matini looked at the little black baby in Luo Youde's arms, smiling so hard that his body was like waves on the sea, shaking constantly.

"Son, call them dad!" Luo Youde was not thin-skinned. He was not at all inferior in the face of the joint attack between Hong Tao and Matini. He even deliberately raised his son and kissed him.

"Give candy... dad..." Long gives birth to dragons, phoenixes, mouse sons can dig holes, and whoever raises a son. Luo Youde's black son inherited his father's businessman genes 100%. Even calling him father with additional conditions, and he doesn't give candy or call him.

"This is a shipyard, a smelter and a forging factory to the north, and a machinery factory next to it. The farthest one is a chemical factory... I put it alone on a river as directed in His Majesty's letter. In the future, the pastures, farmlands and residential areas will not develop there. The smoke from the east is a cement kiln. The things that Your Majesty has made are really useful. People here have regarded it as the soil given by God, and will arrange sacrifices before each use." Seeing Hong Tao's eyes starting to touch around, Metine immediately reported on the expansion of Cape Town Port, pointing to several open spaces in the distance, and introducing the purpose to Hong Tao one by one.

"These craftsmen are the wealth of the country. Treat them well. Try to let them go deep into the inland to move as little as possible. I am not afraid of attacks from natives, but I am afraid of disease. No one can do anything if this thing gets infected. You find more people to communicate with local people and get their prescriptions for curing diseases. Don't underestimate these things, sometimes they can save lives." Hong Tao was quite satisfied with McTini's arrangements, and the project progress was not slow. Hundreds of black people were working under the command of Jinhewan craftsmen on several construction sites.

Hong Tao was not worried about these things. Under the policy of carrots and sticks, the natives in South Africa had almost no other choice. They could only accept this kind of exploitation willingly. The only thing that made him worried was the disease problem. The chemical industry is just starting to start and there is no medicine yet. Since the dispatch of technicians to overseas territories a few years ago, seven or eight Jinhewan craftsmen have died in foreign lands due to illness.

"Since last year, the sanitation standards in the city have been implemented in accordance with the Jinhe City. They have begun to get used to the new rules, no longer urinate or defecate anywhere, no longer eat raw meat or drink raw water. However, the progress outside the city is slow. When my supervisors go to their tribe, they can abide by the sanitation regulations, but when people leave, they will be like before." Matini understood Hong Tao's concerns very well. He was also a terrified person who was afraid of death.

"It doesn't matter, take it slowly. After the children in the school return to the tribe, they will bring back their new living habits. It would be great to be able to control the people in the city." Hong Tao has no unique insights on this matter. Changing people's thoughts and living habits is the two most difficult tasks, and it's useless to be impatient.

"Your Majesty... Boss Luo has shown me your letter. Is it really what you mean?" As he spoke, several people slowly walked up the hillside of Signal Mountain. Matini took advantage of the opportunity that Luo Youde and Hong Tao's guards were a little far apart and muttered in Hong Tao's ear.

"It's what I mean... Don't be nervous, this matter has nothing to do with you. Lao Luo wants to inspect some things, which is very important for the future development of African routes. The authorization I gave him is timely, just to facilitate his investigation. Try to cooperate with him. You two are also acquaintances and he will not do anything randomly." If Metini didn't ask this question, Hong Tao would feel uneasy. Luo Youde held a private letter stamped with the Prime Minister's Seal and the Emperor's Seal in his hand, which was specially written to Metini, which was allowed to allow Ro Youde to be unrestrained by the Governor during his time in Cape Town Port and handle all related matters by himself.

"Then I'm relieved. He wants to requisition a whaling ship and a dozen sailors, and loaded up two months of supplies, many tools and building materials, saying that he wants to go to Madagascar to improve the supply station, and I send someone to go with him, and he won't let him go. I'm just a little worried about his safety, and the sea here is often windy." After hearing Hong Tao's explanation, Metini was not completely relieved. With his brain, it's impossible to easily believe such an irrational thing. The Royal Navy is not short of captains and ships, and the supply station on Madagascar is not a secret. There is no need to let the chairman of the Straits Company do such hard work in person.

"It's okay, if he's willing to go, let him go. I remember that he was also a man who was riding a sea boat around the sea. I guess he was so uncomfortable in the Song Dynasty over the years that he wanted to show off his abilities. The older this person is, the more he looks like a child. There are sailors familiar with this sea area on the boat, and it's no big deal. Let Captain Swan go with him. Swan, you have a hard time, I'll go to Carl Fort by myself. You can first match your Uncle Luo to travel to the Horse Island, and then wait for me here, and let your Uncle Mai arrange a black wife for you." Regarding Maitini's doubts, Hong Tao could only use the wire to pull the lid and put on the thorny fence, and he didn't plan to make Maitini fully believe it. As long as he made up a reason that was probably reliable, he wouldn't be too suspicious.

"I don't dare. Swan's father is too domineering. I'm afraid he will come to me with people to fight for my life." Mettini had no questions. With Swan accompanying Luo Youde on a voyage, there is no need to worry about safety issues. As for what Luo Youde is going to do, this is the matter of the senior management of the empire. As the governor, he should not worry about this nostalgic business.
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