When Zhao Hao heard this, he followed Jiang Xueying's pointing in a daze. He found that the ship covering the ocean had passed through Shanghai County and merged into the Huangpu River.

Isn’t it Pudong to the east of the Huangpu River?

Why didn’t you see the Oriental Pearl?

Oh, by the way, I was in the Ming Dynasty. Because I was so focused on wandering in the long river of history, Mr. Zhao almost forgot what tonight.

There is no TV station in Pudong at this time? Although Lujiazui already has it, it is just a mud pond.

Not only Lujiazui? The entire Pudong is filled with muddy ponds, and there is almost no population.

"Your company actually bought such a broken place?" Qiaoqiao was shocked.

"Fuss." Secretary Ma chuckled with a teacup and said, "If this is not the case, how can we show our young master's methods?"

"Hahaha." Zhao Hao laughed when he heard this, but Secretary Ma could speak.

"No wonder Sister Qiaoqiao thinks so." Jiang Xueying also nodded and smiled:

"When my brother asked me to buy the land in the east of Huangpu River, I was actually very upset. The original seawalls were all destroyed by the sea tide, turning the east into saline-alkali land. The Huangpu River was also silted and flooded, soaking the west into mud ponds. The entire Pudong was completely a piece of wasteland, even Shanghai County, and the official magistrate was never the only one in the Huangpu River."

"But with the cement invented by my brother, it is no longer a luxury to manage Pudong." Jiang Xueying looked at Zhao Hao with admiration and said:

"Now we have acquired more than 80% of the land in Pudong. If the news of Kunshan's January embankment had not been spread to Shanghai, the entire Pudong would have been taken down."

The Jiangnan company is restrained and low-key in Kunshan, which does not mean that they will do this elsewhere.

Shanghai County is affiliated with Songjiang Prefecture, and Jiangnan Company naturally has no scruples and spends silver money to buy, which is very stunning to buy the entire Pudong!

"It's my fault for love." After hearing Jiang Xueying's words, Zhao Hao couldn't help laughing and said, "The cement has come out too early."

"Brother is for the people of Kunshan, and this is a great kindness." Jiang Xueying looked at Zhao Hao with a fan filter, and he could do nothing wrong.

"Those landlords in Shanghai heard about the magic of cement, so they found the land deeds from the bottom of the box one or two hundred years ago to start the price. And the people from the Xu family also went to Pudong to draw land and establish boundaries, making it clear that they wanted to get a share of the pie with us."

Jiang Xueying said with a sneer, and said with a murderous intent: "But don't worry, brother, I will get them all!"

Ma Xianglan couldn't help but shivered. She didn't expect Miss Jiang to have such a decisive and decisive side.

If she discovered that she was a 25-year-old boy, she would probably not have a good life as a family member.

Little county lord, I have to be so brave, but I must be successful.

~~

Jiang Xueying is the president of Jiangnan Company, so of course he has the right to play freely under Zhao Hao's decision-making direction.

However, Mr. Zhao still wants to remind her.

"You must be careful and don't hit the muzzle."

"Brother, are you talking about Lin Zhongcheng?" Jiang Xueying's expression moved.

"That's right." Zhao Hao sighed and said, "Songjiang may be in chaos, so let's try to stay out of the matter."

"I understand." Jiang Xueying nodded slightly, and she naturally obeyed Zhao Haoyan.

While speaking, Xiwa's shout suddenly came from the mast: "Uncle! I saw our boat!"

"Oh?" Zhao Hao stood up, put on a shed in his hand and saw two five-masted sand boats moored by Wusongkou in front.

Each ship is flew with three triangles.

The main mast is hung with the yellow-bottomed red sun flag and the blue-bottomed yellow moon flag issued by the Caojiang Censorate.

The flag of Wu Ji, which was registered in the Caojiang Censorate's Office, was hung on the deputy mast.

The Ming ships sailing on the Yangtze River and near the sea must hang these two flags, otherwise they will be treated as a matter of communicating with Japanese troops.

Although Uncle Wu is the Censor of Cao Jiangdu, Zhao Hao did not ask him to change the registration and still used Wu Ji's banner.

First, he is lazy and doesn't want to owe favors all the time. Second, he is also to take care of the feelings of the old employees of Wu Ji. Third, because Wu Ji's banner is on the sea, it is very useful.

Whether it is a maritime merchant or a pirate, when you see Wu Jiqi with Wang Zhi's bloodline, you always have to recite the incense and show mercy to your subordinates.

How could Mr. Zhao, who never wastes any resources, give up such amulet for the sake of a mere name?

~~

On the two big sand boats were the thugs sent by Zhao Hao to Jin Xuezeng. They were both security personnel selected from the security brigade of Jiangnan Company.

In order to avoid being too arrogant, they set off from Xishan Island by boat and did not stop in Kunshan, but waited directly at Wusongkou to meet with Mr. Zhao.

The fleet recognized the flags during the day and the lanterns during the night. The sailors on Zhao Hao quickly raised a signal flag and ordered the two ships to follow and advance in a formation in the shape of a pin character.

At this time, the sunset was setting, tens of thousands of golden lights leaped on the river, and thousands of sails were distant shadows, which were so beautiful that it was breathtaking.

The four of them didn't say anything, quietly admiring the sunset on the river until the purple light on the horizon faded.

This season, the river surface cooled down quickly. The girls stood up one after another, tightened their silk, and prepared to enter the cabin to hide from the wind.

However, Zhao Hao climbed into the rudder cabin at the back of the ship tower.

This is the best place to see the boat's view, and he wanted to see how many boats sailed at the estuary of the Yangtze River at night.

But what disappointed him was that the river surface, which was quite busy during the day, became deserted all of a sudden.

Obviously, all the cargo ships from south to south have been docked overnight.

Although this cannot explain anything, it can also indirectly reflect that the deterioration of the Ming Dynasty's navigation technology has caused the ship bosses to lose their ability to sail at night.

Without the ability to sail at night, I was locked directly outside the gate of the ocean-going voyage...

The reason why Zhao Hao dared to continue sailing is because the helm of Uncle Mi on the ship is the helm.

Although Uncle Mi never mentioned the past, Jiang Xueying told him that he was the captain brought by her grandfather and had been to Japan and Luzon.

I saw the old man put his hands on the tiller as thick as a bowl, looking at the gradually darkened river with a serious expression.

Behind him were two strong helmsmen, and when the captain wanted to turn the tiller, they were responsible for helping them work together.

This tiller is mounted horizontally on the rudder head and is perpendicular to the long rudder bar. Without any flower head, it is naturally very laborious to operate.

In bad weather, four sailors are sometimes required to withstand the pressure of the rudder.

Uncle Mi is introducing to his new owner how he can tell the direction at night. He also said that the telescope can truly play a role in the hands of their navigators.

Just as he was talking, he suddenly raised his hand and signaled everyone to be quiet.

Zhao Hao and the two helmsmen were speechless. It was all your old man who was talking alone, okay?

However, on the ship, the captain was absolutely authoritative, and even Zhao Hao could only bear it.

Uncle Mi raised the telescope around his neck, looked forward for a while, and then whispered:

"There are ships fighting!"
Chapter completed!