"Hey Hobbs, long time no see!"

"Ha, boss, where have you been all these years?!"

The person who came was a middle-aged man in a top hat, dressed in a tuxedo and graceful, holding a black jade cane in his hand, and the whole image made people can't help but think of two words - gentleman.

It's just that the scar on the side of his face ruined this qiē.

"I went to the East, and the place was in chaos!" The man sat in the rocking chair that Hobbes had moved, lay down comfortably, glanced at Zheng Fei and George, and said, "You two are navigators?"

"Yes. Zheng Fei replied, looking at him quietly, and he could see from his eyebrows that this person was different and had a deep door. Zheng Fei is happy to make such friends, and if he uses them properly, he will be of great help to his work.

"Oh, you are also attracted by "The Travels of Marco Polo" and want to go to the East to make a fortune?"

Zheng Fei shrugged his shoulders and nodded.

"I hope you can find a way to the east soon," the man sighed, and then said, "West Asia is already in a fight, and I have wanted to take advantage of the chaos of war several times to go to the legendary Celestial Empire, but not only did I fail to succeed, but I almost died under the sword of the barbarians!"

At this point, Hobbes interjected, "So you've been busy with this for the past few years?"

"Yes, I have made a lot of money by winning in danger, I heard that you are here, and I want to make a fortune with you!" The man's pupils glowed, and he raised the corners of his mouth and said, "Do you want to do it?"

"Hmm, what do you need me to do?" Hobbes didn't dare to hastily agree, and the sudden appearance of the former commander made him a little panicked.

The man fiddled with his crutches, stopped talking, and smiled at Zheng Fei: "We have something to talk about, can you take your friends to the door and wait?"

"Absolutely. Zheng Fei went out with interest, inexplicably in a happy mood, because he had a strong premonition that something good was coming.

The man, named Borg, served with Hobbes in the army in his early years, and after leaving the army, he began to trade overland, traveling between Europe and Central Asia.

After the rise of Ottoman Turkey, the trade route between Europe and the East (Ming Dynasty China) was cut off, and in order to obtain luxury goods such as spices, silk, porcelain, etc., countless merchants like Borg tried to break through the Turkish blockade and cross Central Asia to reach the East, but unfortunately no one ever succeeded.

In recent years, there have been frequent wars in West and Central Asia, and the order has been chaotic, and Bogtong Guò has made a fortune from the war by reselling weapons, and this time he came back with a big business.

He wanted to find a like-minded person in his hometown to help sell the goods brought from West Asia - artillery, and then purchase food, medicine and other necessities to sell them, so as to make a fortune in both ways.

The West Asians were accustomed to the use of scimitars in horse warfare, so the artillery captured from the enemy seemed to them to be no different from iron pipes, and they were happy to exchange artillery for rations.

Since he was looking for a fellow believer, Borg easily thought of Hobbes, a close confidant back then.

"What?!You're talking about artillery?!" Hobbes almost jumped out of his chair after listening to Borg's account, stunned.

"Shhhh ”

"Boss, do you know what the crime of selling arms here is?"

"So let you sell secretly, although the city of Atlanta has no war, it has so many navigators that they must need artillery to defend against pirates. ”

"But if it's discovered"

"Hobbes, it's not your style to be timid, and besides, your uncle is a big official!"

"Me"

"Don't think about it, man, it's a pity to miss such a good oil and water, just follow me!" Bock played with his crutches, his face was solemn, and he said with a smile: "West Asia is fighting hotly, maybe one day it will come, and when we make enough money, we will go to England to buy a large piece of land, so that you and your family will never be affected by the war!"

Hearing this, Hobbes was stunned, and then said with a wry smile: "What a reason that people can't refuse." ”

"So, what are you doing?"

"!"

After deciding to do it, they began to discuss how to develop customers, and naturally noticed the navigator Zheng Fei in front of them.

"Hey, honorable guest, can you come in for a moment?" Hobbes called out the door.

Zheng Fei was chatting with George about the construction of the sailboat, when he heard this expectant call and walked in.

"Are you done, bring me twenty swords and daggers, and twenty shields. He said.

"No, no, no, that's the gentleman, did you buy these weapons to defend against pirates?"

"Hmm. ”

"Well, why don't you give it a try, artillery?" said Hobbes, word for word, with an inducement in his tone.

"Artillery?" Zheng Fei raised his eyebrows with interest and asked, "You have here?"

"Of course, you can have as much as you want!" Borg picked up, taking out his dagger and shaving his beard.

"Do you have an original picture of the artillery?"

"Oh, it seems to be a connoisseur!" Borg and Zheng Fei looked at each other, hesitated for a moment, and took out a yellowed piece of parchment from his pocket, which was not a casting drawing, but a drawing drawn by the painter.

Zheng Fei looked at those patterns and asked, "The biggest one, how much is it?"

"Fifty silver coins!"

"Are you kidding?"

"We arms dealers do business on the tip of a knife, who is willing to do it with little profit?"

Zheng Fei smiled disdainfully and decided to use military knowledge to confuse him.

"I'm too much for even ten silver coins of this kind of artillery! You sell arms, have you heard of AK-47s, Barrett M82A1s, and self-propelled howitzers?"

"What are you talking about?" Borg and Hobbs looked at each other, confused.

"The range and power of the self-propelled howitzer of the Dongfang Celestial Dynasty are several times that of your artillery, and the price is only five silver coins, how dare you ask for fifty?" Zheng Fei said solemnly, pretending to be angry.

"How much do you think is appropriate?" Borg stared at his Oriental face, guessing that maybe this guy was really from the Celestial Dynasty.

During the Middle Ages, the Celestial Dynasty was a sacred place in the eyes of Europeans, not only with treasures such as silk and porcelain, but also far ahead in science and technology and military.

The fear of the Celestial Empire in Europe mainly stemmed from Genghis Khan's domineering expedition to the west, which directly hit Central Europe, Italy and Byzantium.