A month later.

Winter is coming soon, and Zheng Fei has to lead the fleet back to Europe before winter comes.

In addition to the fact that the goods had to be sold, the climate in North America was too cold and the heating facilities were not perfect, and when I slept at night, the cold wind swished in along the cracks in the wall, and the whole cabin was like an ice cellar.

He can suffer, but he can't let Britney suffer.

And Anna.

As for Scarlett, she is an unusual woman, and her endurance is no worse than that of a man.

At noon, the warm sun shone on the land.

Zheng Fei had just returned from a hot air balloon trip, filled the flask with wine, and came to the riverside.

There are a few trees growing along the river, their leaves have turned slightly yellow, and the refreshing autumn breeze blows on the face, which is very comfortable.

Britney sat under a tree, holding a hand-copied version of the Bible, reading it to the natives one by one.

In front of her, hundreds of natives sat in order, looking reverently into her beautiful eyes, as if they were looking at a messenger sent by God.

Since instilling faith in people like brown bear hunters, more and more indigenous people have been drawn to the understanding that the gods are real.

Otherwise, why does it rain, why does it thunder, why does it earthquake?

It's just that they don't know how to define it.

And now, the word God, gives them the best definition.

God, the Supreme God, who created the light and created all things.

When a group of ignorant people are bound by faith, then, while they get spiritual comfort, they also lose something, such as freedom.

If Zheng Fei had asked them to fight in the name of God, they would not have the slightest hesitation.

Looking at them from afar, Zheng Fei smiled, didn't bother Britney's work, shook the flask and took a sip, and then motioned for Santiago to follow, stopping at the top of the hill, facing the vast plain.

"Going back, man. Zheng Fei put his hands behind his back, his expression full of anticipation.

"yes, I'm going back. ”

Santiago smiled as if talking to himself, snatched his flask and took a sip.

"Hey, who told you to drink from me?"

"Which of us is with whoever!" Santiago smirked.

Zheng Fei pursed his lips and continued to look into the distance.

When he is bored, he is quite willing to mess with Santiago, a fierce man on the outside, but actually very soft on the inside.

In the wind, after standing for a while, Zheng Fei snatched the wine jug back and said, "Back to Atlanta, what are you going to do?"

"Go to Visie, I want to die of her graceful figure!" said Santiago, rubbing his hands together in a daze, drowning in fantasy.

"Hmm~ What about after looking for it?"

"Go to bed!"

"I mean, after that. ”

"Again!" said Santiago, sticking out his tongue, then coughing and saying solemnly, "I want to go back to my hometown and use the money I have to buy a manor so that my mother can live a good life." ”

Hearing this, Zheng Fei frowned lightly and said in surprise: "You have a mother?"

"Of course, it's just that I never said that she worked as a maid in the rich man's house in the country, and got up early and worked late to earn hard-earned money to pay off my father's debts, the old gambler who had been dead for more than five years. ”

"Why didn't you tell me sooner?"

Santiago shrugged and said, "I haven't been home for years, and when I used to be an officer, the whole village celebrated me, and then I lost the battle and became a laborer on the docks, and I didn't have the face to go back." ”

"Ha, can you return home now?"

"A must!" hehe smiled.

After a pause, Santiago raised his eyebrows and said, "You haven't said yourself yet, what are you going to do? You don't really want to take that woman named Teresa, do you?"

"Hmm. Zheng Fei replied flatly, revealing a touch of melancholy between his eyebrows.

Men's melancholy.

"Die, Teresa is far worse than Britney!"

"I know. He stared into the distance, raised the flask and took a sip, the autumn wind swept in his ears, as if to say to the wind: "But, I said I would take her." ”

I hope that this autumn breeze can drift across the ocean and bring this sentence to Teresa who is thousands of miles away.

"Hey. Santiago spread his hands, not knowing what to say, but smiled and cast an appreciative look at him.

"Oh yes~" Zheng Fei suddenly remembered something, raised his eyelids, and said, "I still have to go to the armory store in Atlanta City and give our investors a sum of money." ”

"Investors?"

"That's right, remember our first ship, the New World, which was loaded with more than a dozen of the best ship-based guns in Europe, invested by an arms dealer. ”

"Oh, I remember, his name is Borg, isn't he?"

"Ah, I have a good memory, I forgot everything. ”

"Hehe, I'm not stupid. ”

"Well, I believe it~"

“”

Two weeks later, in the morning, the frost was all over the ground.

The sun pours on this silvery white earth, leaving a touch of heart-warming color.

Autumn is crisp, the outline of the mountains in the distance is extremely clear, and the sky seems to be much purer, the jewel-like pale blue, without a trace of impurities.

The sea bass in the river is caught and dried to dry or made into fish sauce to store food for the winter.

Indigenous people who have lived on the North American continent for decades know that every winter, the land is covered with snow and ice, and it is difficult to hunt prey again, unless you go a few months south to the tropics (Mexico) or north to colder places, where many sebaceous seals live and the meat is very good.

The cargo began to be loaded.

Due to the shallow water level of the river, ships anchored at the seashore could not follow the river into the interior, so they had to carry the goods to the beach by hand.

Zheng Fei stood on the deck, holding the guardrail with both hands, smiling.

During this time, the aborigines and civilized human beings got along surprisingly well.

The main reason is that the natives are more well-behaved and easy to deceive, and the girls who love beauty sometimes use a hairpin to exchange for a fox fur to make a beautiful and warm scarf.

Most people choose to stay because they don't have a home, this is their home.

Here, you can breathe in the freshest air every morning, ride a horse across the vast grasslands, or sit in a hanging basket and take a hot air balloon into the sky to enjoy the breathtaking scenery of the Americas.

And back in Europe, except for the tavern, there is no shortage of good wine, and the girls are much cleaner than those street girls.

Boxes of hides, American ginseng, gold, and deer antler velvet were stuffed into the holds, and in a short time they would be turned into white silver coins, into the best ships, into tens of thousands of laborers.

What Zheng Fei lacks most now is labor.

With enough labor, you can go to the Great Lakes to mine coal and iron ore, and you can go to California to pan for gold. (To be continued.) )