"How many of these cannons do you have?" When he saw the awe in Borg's eyes, Zheng Fei had a bottom in his heart.

"Ten guns, plus two thousand shells. ”

"I'll give you two hundred silver coins, and I'll ask for them all. ”

Hearing this, Borg was stunned for a moment, looked at him like a fool, and sneered: "Are you dreaming?

Zheng Fei touched the bridge of his nose, knowing that such a price reduction was indeed excessive, and people risked losing their heads to come from West Asia to sell arms, not to make a small profit, and even if they didn't buy it, there would be a lot of navigators to buy it, and there was no shortage of buyers at all.

However, he only had more than 300 silver coins in his pocket.

How can we get this batch of powerful artillery to arm the fleet? The coercion can no longer be used, and if we provoke a ruthless character like Borg, we may not even be able to get out.

In business negotiations, there are two ways to achieve the goal, one is to coerce, and the other is to benefit, as long as the other party is given enough benefits, nothing cannot be solved.

Facing Borg, who was eager to go to East Asia, Zheng Fei had a big advantage - he had an East Asian face, so he decided to play to his advantage.

"Do you know where I'm going on this trip?" he smiled confidently, pointed to the east, and said, "I'm going to the great powers of the Celestial Empire in East Asia, and if you are willing to give me that batch of artillery at a low price, I can count you as a shareholder, and bring you a batch of spices and silk when I return." ”

Who would have thought, Borg said disdainfully: "You navigators, in the past hundred years, have tried to open up a shipping route to East Asia countless times, and have any of them succeeded?"

This was already expected by Zheng Fei, and he replied: "I am different from them! They don't know how to go to East Asia, and I am an East Asian, and I came here a few years ago with the fleet!"

This sentence made Borg start, and he also got up from his chair and asked eagerly, "Are you really East Asian?!"

Zheng Fei has a hundred ways to prove that he is East Asian.

Unhurriedly, he picked up a quill pen dipped in ink, and wrote a line of Chinese characters on parchment: "The style of online novels is becoming more and more impetuous, and the protagonist pretends to be a supporting character." ”

Well, well, blindly ridiculing and selling a cute ~O(∩_∩)O~~ In fact, what he wrote was-"Hundreds of years later, people will still remember my name, Zheng Fei." ”

Although Borg did not know Chinese characters, he had seen Chinese calligraphy and painting, and the regular font was very recognizable.

Zheng Fei unfolded the parchment in front of him and said with a smile: "Do you believe it?"

"Maybe you're really East Asian, but are you sure you remember the way back home?

"The charts and the routes have long been memorized by me. ”

"I'm willing to believe you when you say it!"

Zheng Fei glanced at him, couldn't help but want to laugh, and said secretly in his heart: "Little look, what if you say it, as if you can understand!"

He cleared his throat and, with a solid memory of the world map, said: "From Renaya to the west, first to the port of Barcelona, then continue to sail through the Strait of Gibraltar into the Atlantic, turn around and go south to Casablanca, follow the coastline all the way, pass through Nouakchott Luanda, reach the Cape of Good Hope in the southernmost point of Africa, then go north through the Strait of Mozambique to the Arabian Sea, go east through the Bay of Bengal, the Strait of Malacca, and finally go north to the Heavenly Dynasty!"

After speaking, he exhaled deeply, closed his eyes, and the clear map of the world seemed to be vivid.

A series of geographical locations, George Bock Hobbes was stunned for a moment, they didn't understand, so they were all thinking, what is this guy's brain made of?

"Do you believe me now?" Zheng Fei smiled triumphantly.

"But what if you don't come back?" Borg, still worried.

"Yes, I don't have to come back at all, but my first mate and sailors are here, and I have to send them back! If you believe me, the loss is only some artillery, and if you don't believe me, the loss will be an immeasurable profit!"

Borg rubbed his eyebrows, sat down in a rocking chair and lit his pipe, took a hard puff, and thought about it seriously.

Two minutes later, in Zheng Fei's anticipation, he finally said, "That batch of artillery can't be given to you." ”

At this moment, Zheng Fei suspected that something was wrong with his ears, and asked confirmatively, "What did you say?"

"Don't worry, my friend, you misunderstood!" Borg said with a smile, "I mean, I'm going to equip you with the best weapons, those cannons are not the best." ”

Zheng Fei bowed his head slightly, waiting for the following.

"I have an English friend who has a batch of the best ship-based guns in all of Europe, and I wonder if your ship can accommodate them?"

"As it happens, my ship is the best in Atlanta! But I must tell you that I only have a few hundred silver coins. ”

"Ha~ Don't worry, I will persuade him to give it to you for free, and you can pick up the goods at night. ”

"Free delivery?" Zheng Fei looked at him in surprise and said sincerely: "Just for your trust, I will not violate the agreement!"

Borg shook hands with him and said with the same sincerity: "I believe in you buddy, I hope you can return with silk spices soon!"

"Return!" Zheng Fei nodded.

He was thinking: Maybe I won't be able to bring back silk and spices on this trip, but I will bring back the treasures of the Americas worth tens of times, hundreds, or even tens of thousands of times—piles and piles of gold and precious stones!

In his senses, if there is anything more uncomfortable than no one believing in him, it is to deceive those who believe in him.

[Like, in the feelings of fans, if there is anything more uncomfortable than not being able to watch the NBA, it is to watch Kobe Bryant retire. Once in Los Angeles at four o'clock in the morning, the hot-blooded teenager who once had dreams disappeared from our sight with countless memories.

I'm not a fan of Kobe, but I like him, and I want to remember the lost youth with this passage, maybe there will be a second Kobe, but we won't have a second youth to follow. 】

After a busy afternoon, fifteen European cannons were loaded onto the ship, all supplies were prepared, and now only the sailors remained.

After santiago came out of the prostitutes with a spring breeze on their faces, they set off for the Atlanta docks, where there were many unemployed sailors.

Zheng Fei knew that recruiting sailors must not be asked by anyone.

When he was captain of the St. Hurens, he was hijacked by pirates on the high seas, but fortunately the fleet arrived in time and there were no casualties, but it was later found that the cause was that a sailor on board contacted the pirates to inform the fleet of the route, which almost caused a catastrophe.

Although there was no radio equipment in the Middle Ages, this would not have happened, but who could be sure that the rough sailors would not gang up when they arrived at sea?