When they reached a mine, they saw two narrow iron tracks jutting into the mine, and they were given helmets to put on in the houses on the side, and changed their overalls so as not to damage their clothes.

Walking along the railroad tracks, oil lamps are lit on the side of the cave wall for illumination.

To be honest, it's a bit dangerous, but what's the matter, anyway, it's the white-skinned pig and the who die, and the black-hearted mine owner Yan Changwu has no psychological burden.

In one of the halls, they stopped, and the rumbling of cars could be heard in the distance.

The overseer of the Akito hurriedly asked the three Dutch gentlemen to step aside, and just then, a bucket cart full of coal appeared in the darkness, pushed by three Caucasian prisoners of war, and their eyes peered out from their dark faces.

"New here?" One of the POWs asked, and before he could answer, he added, "Luckily, guys! ”

"You don't seem to have been hungry, but you work hard, and you have rice to eat!"

Seeing that the prisoners of war were covered in coal foam, and where sweat was dripping down their backs, they could see white skin, their faces were black, their eyes were shining in the light, and their teeth were white, black and white, and the three Dutch gentlemen were stunned,

Then he came to his senses and couldn't help but be furious: "How dare you treat our noble Europa like this!" ”

"Don't give money, that's all!" Chen Hebin shook it off with a word.

Add a sentence: "Send warships to fight, and hang them!" ”

The three Dutch gentlemen are pale!

They first said to the coal prisoners: "We are from Batavia, and we are going to take you home!" ”

When the three prisoners of war heard this, they were surprised and delighted, but Chen Hebin next to him said coldly: "I won't let you go for a single silver dollar!" ”

When the prisoners of war heard this, they were immediately depressed, and the three Dutch gentlemen were furious: "When did the Europa people be bullied like this!" ”

"You Mingren want to go to hell, say it earlier!" Van Roosmaren glared angrily at Chen and Bin.

"Yes, we Ming people want to go to hell, the Penghu Dutch have already gone first, and Franszun has gone to hell first!" (The Dutch occupied Penghu first, but were beaten away by the Ming, and the Dutch Franszun led five warships to fight the Ming, but was shamefully captured and sent to Beijing by the Ming army to behead!) ）

The three Dutch gentlemen had nothing to say but to negotiate again.

They know something about the Ming Dynasty, they know that this is a behemoth, it is difficult to shake, and the Ming Dynasty has the tea, porcelain and silk that Europa urgently needs, and it is very unwise to start a war with the Ming people (they don't know that Yan Changwu implements pirate armed secession, and the Ming Dynasty can't control them, let alone stand up for them, it's best for the two sides to fight to the death)

"One hundred and fifty silver dollars for each Caucasians, ten silver dollars for each other!" Chen Hebin came and opened his mouth widely.

"Scared!"

"Don't be afraid, we'll give you a kickback, ten silver dollars per person!" Chen Hebin said with a grin.

The three venerable Mr. Holland are a little moved again!

It's a pity that Uncle Zhang was straight, and his disdainful gaze at them made them see it, and only then did he think that his three views were not correct, and he woke up and said angrily: "You don't want to buy our noble Europa!" ”

"Otherwise, two hundred silver dollars for each Caucasians, and we will give one hundred silver dollars to the three of you!" Chen Hebin didn't think it was authentic.

The temptation of the devil!

The three of them secretly hated why this young man said it in public, it was clearly to tease them!

……

was treated by Chen Hebin with both soft and hard, the Dutch were bold, and they could no longer put the Europa people on the stinky shelf, everyone could negotiate after all!

"One hundred and fifty silver dollars a person!" Chen Hebin brought a trap.

"Thirty silver dollars a Caucasia!" The other party counteroffers.

"One hundred and forty silver dollars a person!"

"Thirty-five silver dollars a Caucasia!"

……

The negotiations lasted for three days, and the other party took turns to fight, and Chen Hebin singled them out alone, without any tiredness, and the Dutch were speechless.

When Uncle Zhang went back to report to Yan Changwu, he praised him, saying that the eldest young master's career is booming, and he can produce many people, and when he gets better in the future, he can concentrate on working at home and not doing foreign affairs.

In the end, at the price of one hundred silver dollars for a white man, the Dutch ransomed the prisoners of war!

As for the others, namely the servants, the two sides could not agree on the price, and the Dutch were only willing to pay two silver dollars for ten people, and when the Ming people refused, the Dutch refused to increase the price.

Therefore, all non-Caucasian prisoners of war became Yan Changwu's slaves!

When the news broke, the Caucasian prisoners of war were jubilant, while the slaves had gloomy faces.

But there are actually some slaves who can see it!

They had long expected what the Caucasians would do, and there were so many natives in Batavia that the Caucasians were reluctant to pay for their slaves.

The slaves continued to work, while the Caucasians returned to the camps, cheerfully preparing to return home.

……

"Mr. Storm asks to see you!" Shuang'er entered and reported to Yan Changwu.

"Please!" Yan Changwu said.

Storm, a Dutchman who was known as the North Harbor Army who owed a medal, came to the living room and sat down, and before Yan Changwu came out, Storm sat on the Taishi's chair and was silent.

Compared to other Caucasian POWs, Storm had a much better life.

Others lived in prisoner of war camps, and even experts lived in large tiled houses for two, but they were strictly guarded, and they ate porridge and dry rice, but they had to work hard.

Storm is not, he lives in the town of Northport, the old mansion where Yan Changwu was imprisoned before.

Needless to say, his treatment is good, he is fed and fed, he is semi-free, he can go wherever he wants, but there are always two Ming people around him, but these two Ming people will not interfere with his actions.

He wandered around the North Harbor and the cleanliness of the North Harbor took his breath away!

Because there is no place as good as North Harbor in the places he has experienced!

The diligence of the locals is nothing, and many places are very industrious.

However, other places do not have the vigor of the people of Beigang!

Their military uniforms are beautiful, and their steps are powerful!

All of this comes from the leader of what they call the "big dragon head", this eldest child who is only sixteen years old, the same age as Storm's son in Amsterdam, the Netherlands, the difference is that Storm's son is still studying, and this eldest child has become a leader of tens of thousands!

He's so young, if he is allowed to develop like this, then he will have to do it!

Storm knew that he had finished playing in the Netherlands, and as the commander of the fleet, he also acted as a leading party after the defeat of the division (this was learned by him from Yan Changwu, and he thought it was very appropriate), which led to the loss of the city of Orenji, which seriously disrupted the deployment of the Dutch near the Ming Kingdom!

Taiwan is an important stronghold of the Dutch, and from this point of view, it can intercept the Spanish in Manila, the Portuguese in Macao and the merchant ships between Chinese mainland and Japan.

Therefore, Storm has a great responsibility, even if Storm is excusable (people have a poisonous knife on his back), but the other Dutch hate him to death, even if he goes back, he will never give him good fruit to eat.

When Yan Changwu came in, he sat down on the Taishi chair and asked him cordially in half-baked Dutch (he had already learned a lot): "My friend, is there anything I can do to help you?" ”

"I want to stay in Northport!" Storm said in a deep voice.

"Welcome to you, my friend, I feel very honored!" Yan Changwu stood up and stretched out his hand to him.

Without hesitation, Storm grabbed his hand and the two shook each other tightly!