The port city where Liangchuan was located on Luzon Island was named after asking: Sulu. Liangchuan thought he would be called Manila or something, but he remembered that the capital of the Philippines was called this. There were too many historical names. He only learned the history of his own country, but others did not study it carefully.

There are many Han people in Sulu, most of them are Hakkas from Qingyuan and Lingnan. Their local accent has not changed and they are dressed very well. They are dressed the same as those from the Song Dynasty. There is no hierarchical standard for clothing in this place, and even if you wear yellow, you will not beheaded.

There are very few shops on the street, unlike Qingyuan West Street, where every inch of land is valuable. The people here obviously have no business mind. The goods flow so frequently, just like going to market. Liang Chuan sighed in his heart that as long as a cargo wholesale distribution center, he could make a lot of money by just building a few houses.

Many dark-skinned local natives, the most basic way for them to make money is to help sea boats move goods, and then fish and sell seafood. The more advanced one is to grow local spices and dry them and wait for merchants gathering around the world to buy them.

A blanket or cloth is laid on the street, and all kinds of goods are placed on it. Most of them are displayed. If you want to see the goods, you will take them to the warehouse or ship to see them. Ivory, gems, mahogany, medicinal materials, precious animals and plants, as well as hard currency spices. The whole street is like a street stall, and it is crowded. People do business on the roadside, without a long-term way of business.

There are also many goods transported from the Song Dynasty and Liao Dynasty, such as silk, porcelain, and tea that everyone loves. Tea was an important way to supplement vitamins in ancient times, and these three were also the largest commodities produced by the Song Dynasty.

Xia Dehai said that some people call this the gold country, not because it produces gold, but because there are too many spices here. Outsiders such as Dashi have too strong demand for spices, so they can buy as much as they have. The same is true for our Song Dynasty. Basically, as long as it is listed, it can be exchanged for money, which is comparable to gold, so it is also called the gold country.

People who eat big food are thirsty for spices, most of which are thyme, oregano, myrrh and frankincense. The needs of frankincense in the Song Dynasty were also extremely huge, and the government even made ranks of frankincense. The high-end frankincense is only for royal nobles to enjoy, and it is prohibited on the market.

Luzon produces plant spices, pepper, pepper, meat granite, fennel, star anise, cinnamon, etc. Most of these materials have extremely high edible and medicinal value. Adding these materials to many families in the Middle East adds these materials to a bottle of wine to cure all diseases. Their medical system is not as developed as traditional Chinese medicine. Any disease that occurs is the sacred medicine that can be done as soon as you drink it. The sacred medicine is the life-saving medicine for their families.

The Song Dynasty regarded most of these spices as medicinal materials, and there was also a strong demand.

As long as there is a sea boat and enough capital, the inexhaustible spices on the market of Sulu, Luzon, will be transported back to the Song Dynasty in one ship, which will bring endless wealth. Of course, the capital is quite large, and there are risks at sea.

The Pu family and Hussein, who went to see Allah, used this way to take, and after accumulation, he became a rich man who could be as rich as a country.

Liang Chuan looked at these spices, just like ordinary medicinal materials such as licorice and honeysuckle sold on Dasong Street, everywhere. The money cannot be monopolized by the Pu family, and he also wants to get a share of it. Pu Geng, that bastard, almost killed himself. If the account is not settled, he will be shameless in Qingyuan in the future.

Xia Dehai, a talent he met, did not have the opportunity to use it. All the monsters and monsters on this sea route sold his face. His business needs to be expanded too much. He just happened to have some money on hand. Isn’t it just right to do shipping transactions?

The sea ship happened to be built in Liang. The price can be negotiated, otherwise the method of installment payment or fundraising will be used. Anyway, the tool personnel have all the transaction objects, and this business is perfect.

The Pu family can make this money, why can’t they make it themselves?

The three of them were wandering on the street, and a burning smell came over. Liang Chuan sniffed and smelled it. Suddenly, he felt like he was struck by lightning. He lost his soul and stopped in place. Ah Dog and Xia Dehai were startled.

"What's wrong!"

Liang Chuan made a silence action, took a deep breath, recalling this familiar smell in his mind. It was a sinful smell, but it was a heavenly enjoyment for those who were obsessed with it. The feeling of clouds and mist would make people want to die. It’s impossible to be wrong, it’s the smell of tobacco!

Tobacco! The two words floated through my mind, and then there was endless banknotes flashing. It was like a printing machine that kept brushing money. Damn, the amount of gold is valuable and mined is just like that, but tobacco can grow from the ground continuously. This thing is a real gold mine.

Liang Chuan followed the smell of smoke and followed the smell. In a dilapidated house, there were a large herb with herbs with gland hairs and thick rhizomes on the ground. The leaves were wide and round and rectangular, and small conical light red flowers bloomed on the top of the plant.

On the edge of this land, several dried plants were burning, and a wisp of white smoke drifted into the air, and the smell was emitted by these plants.

Although Liang Chuan did not know these green wide-leaf plants, he had never seen pigs run and ate pork. The smell of the cigarette was confirmed to be tobacco. In the past, when he was under great pressure from the unit, he would have come to him twice, and he sucked a lot of second-hand smoke, so there would be no mistakes.

Liang Chuan's heart was beating violently, and his eyes were looking around. There seemed to be someone in the room. He walked to the door and knocked on the door a few times. The door creaked and opened.

The owner of the house had a pale yellow skin, not like the original people. In desperation, he asked in Chinese: "Is the owner of this land the one you?"

Surprisingly, this man also replied in fluent Chinese: "It's mine, why?" His attitude was neither salty nor light, at least not enthusiastic.

It turned out that he was also a Han man! This attitude made Xia Dehai a little unhappy. He touched the knife on his waist with his hand and was pressed down by Liang Chuan.

Liang Chuan asked politely: "What kind of vegetables are you growing in this field?"

Naturally, Liang Chuan could not tell others straight to the point that I like the expensive tobacco in your land. How much does it cost? Anyone who hears this will have a lion who is not mentally ill will take the opportunity to make a fuck. When doing business, he must pretend to be indifferent, so that the other party’s goods will be worthless, and then buy it yourself!

The owner laughed and said, "This thing is not delicious. I thought I could grow some grain. After planting a year, I didn't produce it. Grandma's, the boat had been away for half a year, but I brought it back from a remote place in the sky after nine lives."

Liang Chuan thought to himself that it must have been brought from a place in South America. It was indeed tobacco, but this kid didn't know the goods. Now everyone is in line with food, and the others are second.

It’s not a big deal for the people at that time. There are spices that are comparable to gold everywhere. Who else is looking for other crops with high economic value? I guess no one is interested in other things except food.

Liang Chuan smiled and said, "Brother, I'm really sure. My family pulled two pieces of your vegetable leaf to cook a few days ago. I ate it and vomited it. She said that the vegetable tastes novel. Today I asked me to bring her to ask for some vegetable leaf, preferably some seeds."

The owner muttered that he was really a ghost. Everyone has this thick leaf plant that doesn't even eat pigs. Does anyone think it taste delicious?

"It's not impossible to give it to you... It's just that it's not easy for me to get this kind of child..."

Liang Chuan signaled Xia Dehai to take out a few copper plates. When the owner saw that there were only a dozen copper plates, he was so angry that his mouth was crooked, and said, "I want to send me these points? Don't sell them!"

Liang Chuan also turned his head and cursed, "You greedy girl, who makes you think about food every day? Look, it's not that I won't buy it for you now, let's go!" After that, he pretended to be ignoring his sport.

The owner knew that this dish was a useless wild plant, and there was no way to make it into spices. The smell was too harsh. More than a dozen copper coins could be considered money. If you don’t make money, you won’t make money. When you saw Liang Chuan leaving, you immediately grabbed Liang Chuan and said, “Don’t be anxious. Look, your wife wants to eat you, you are so unkind. I’m not a person who cares about it. I’ll give you the money!”

Xia Dehai looked at the man with contempt, handed him the money, and the three of them followed him into the house.

The room was dark and filled with an indescribable odor, which made people frown.

The owner snatched the ground for a long time and pulled out a bamboo basket with several bags inside. There was a planted cane on it. Liang Chuan glanced at it, and his heart almost jumped to his throat.

God treated me so well. He found tobacco at the front of his feet. As soon as he entered the house, he saw a sweet potato vine wrapped around the basket!

I believe Liang Chuan would not need to say more about what kind of crop sweet potato is. This thing saved many lives in the era of famine and will not be very popular in history. However, it is reasonable to say that this thing changed the dietary structure of the Chinese people.

Liang Chuan glanced again and the surprise came too suddenly. He saw a few dried red peppers lying in the basket, which were a little shriveled. It must have been a lot of time since I picked it.
Chapter completed!