In these years, the Ming people did not have the name of white people to Europeans, and the "Guangdong Tongzhi" recorded the Europeans, "their clothes are red, their eyebrows and hair are red, and their heels and toes are two inches long, which seems to be fierce." ’

According to their physical characteristics, the Ming people are contemptuously called the red-haired Yi, also known as the red-haired fan, or the red-haired ghost, it can be seen that in the eyes of the Ming people, those people are covered in hair, lack of education, and are no different from savages, but they are just some red-haired ghosts.

More than ten years ago, Nanjing also came out with a Nanjing teaching plan to exclude the Catholic Church, and Shen Guan, a waiter of the Ministry of Rites who stayed in Nanjing, wrote to the emperor many times, saying that the rumors of the missionaries confused the public, eroded the foundation of Confucianism, taught the public not to worship their ancestors, and had a lot of collusion with the White Lotus Sect, which eventually led to an order by the imperial court to drive out the Western missionaries.

Xu Wenjue and Han Zanzhou, one from Nanjing, the capital of Liudu, and the other from the imperial city of Beijing, have also seen a lot of Westerners, but they will not think that the Dutch on the July issue are all man-eating beasts.

Zheng Zhihu, perennial dealings with Westerners, sometimes fighting, the Zheng family in Emperor Min many times defeated the Westerners' fleet, although not frightened, but also well aware of the power of the broadside guns on the July.

Shen Yanqing has no direct contact with Hongmaofan, but she is not afraid, but Yang Bo wants to board the Hongmao boat in person, but it is different, in case Hongmao loses her temper and eats Yang Bo, who will compensate her for being a handsome husband.

"Yang Bo, are you going to the red-haired boat?" Shen Yanqing immediately shook her head, "Don't even think about it, I can't let you go." ”

Yang Bo sighed: "Qing'er, do you see who is on this boat?" You and Yiming are here, Little Grandpa Wenjue, Brother Xiangwen is in the palace, as well as Brother Lei, the second brother of the Zheng family, I can't afford anyone who has an accident. ”

As soon as Shen Yanqing's words came out, everyone was also gossiping and talking.

"Third brother, I... I'll go with you, how can I say that I'm also a little grandfather, and the Dutch should always give some face. ”

"Third brother, I'll go with you, deal with the red hair, the Zheng family's face is more effective than the face of the little grandfather."

In the final analysis, Xu Wenjue was flustered, the Dutch were so aggressive, in case of a beastly hair, a shot smashed over, and if it hit, the small life would be gone, and the death would be ugly, it would not be fun, he was also worried that something would happen to Yang Bo, after all, he had just worshipped the handle, if Yang Bo was too impulsive on the July issue and fired, in that case, everyone would not be able to fall well.

However, just by virtue of Xu Wenjue's identity as the little grandfather? How old is your little grandfather? Zheng Zhihu is right, for the Dutch, the face of the Zheng family is more effective than the face of the little grandfather.

"Little Four, you're too fat to climb the boat, so don't make a mess, I'll go."

Han Zanzhou was also in a hurry, and said: "Yang San, you have to think about it, our family also wants to contribute, isn't there no way." ”

Yang Bo raised his hand and pressed it down, signaling everyone to be quiet.

"Mr. Huang, you and I are both Chinese, and at the critical moment, you have to stand on my side." Yang Bo's expression was grim, and his tone was cold.

"Young Master Yang, you have to believe it, I'm just a businessman, I just hope you can negotiate a deal, if I hurt people's hearts, the sky will hit five thunders, and the Huang family will be cut off from now on..."

"Alright." Yang Bo waved his hand and said, "I can go, but I need to bring my personal soldier captain He Qifeng, or Wan Baien can come over, you go back and explain it to them first, and I will discuss it with the eldest lady again." ”

Yang Bo also heard it, except for Shen Yanqing, everyone else was actually quite realistic, although they didn't say it, they all seemed to think that Yang Bo could go, and even felt that it was okay to sell the match making method to the Dutch, after all, it was so deadlocked, but it couldn't solve the problem.

Yang Bo greeted Shen Yanqing, and the two went to the watchtower on the top of the stern, Yang Bo told Shen Yanqing his thoughts, he wanted to persuade Shen Yanqing that he had to go now, and as for whether the deal could be negotiated, it depended on the situation.

Shen Yanqing is very worried, these red-haired people are not good, it is impossible to easily perfunctory, she understands Yang Bo's temper, she refuses to suffer, sometimes she is quite violent, like a stunned green, in case of a fight, if something happens to Yang Bo, she will not survive.

When the two came down from the watchtower, Yang Bo had already persuaded Shen Yanqing, but the worry on Shen Yanqing's face continued unabated.

The Dutch finally agreed to Yang Bo's request, He Qifeng can be Yang Bo's guard, and get on the ship with him, there are more than eighty people on the ship, all equipped with muskets, and on people's territory, are you afraid that you will not succeed in two * Chinese?

At this time, the wind and snow are combined, the cold wind is howling, the sea and the sky have no boundary, everywhere is obscure, and the visibility is quite low.

Everyone stood on the side of the side of the No. 1 boat, the wind blew on their bodies, people only shivered, looked down, Yang Bo and others boarded the small ferry, the boat was like a lonely leaf floating on the turbulent sea, fluctuating, and soon disappeared from everyone's field of vision.

Shen Yanqing's heart was beating a drum, her heart was beating to her throat, and she stood quietly on the bow of the boat, refusing to leave for a long time.

The sea was very stormy, the little ferry had a spinnaker, and the two white sailors on board were still rowing desperately with their paddles, and it took a lot of twists and turns to get under the huge body of the July.

Yang Bo carefully looked at the ship in front of him, from the bow to the stern, it was estimated that there was a length of nearly 30 meters, which was considered a big ship, with a length-to-width ratio of nearly three to one, and a slender hull.

Moreover, the draft is deep, and it is not easy to roll over when encountering windy weather at sea, which are the characteristics of Westerners' ocean-going ships in this era.

The outcropping part of the July was much lower than Yang Bo's No. 1 fortune ship, and it didn't encounter much difficulty in going up.

When the three of them arrived on the ship, they were already lined up on the deck of the July, and a tall white man was pacing back and forth in front of the line, this man had blonde hair, long hair and a shawl, and was curly, and he really looked a little like instant noodles, with a red beard, like an officer.

Wearing a crisp military uniform, a blue and gray top, white military trousers, the seam of the trousers is inlaid with bright red stripes, a sword hanging from the waist on the left side, and a red and white flannel hat under the armpit of his right hand, which seems to be familiar, similar to the kind of hat Yang Bo has seen in pirate blockbusters.

Yang Bo patted the drifting snow on his shoulder, stood still on the deck, He Qifeng carried the rifle on his back, looked around, and looked quite nervous.

The tall white man stopped, stared at Yang Bo, his face showed a look of surprise, he obviously did not expect Yang Bo to be so young, fine skin and tender flesh, red lips and white teeth, there seemed to be a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, he seemed to feel that there was a hint of mockery in that smile, but he did not believe that a Chinese dared to laugh at him, but this feeling made him very uncomfortable.

The tall white man's left hand pinched the handle of the sword.

Huang Renjie stepped forward and introduced the two, first to the tall white man, and said in Dutch: "This is the master of the match-making method, Mr. Yang Bo." He turned to Yang Bo and said in Chinese: "This is Captain Wanbean of the Royal Netherlands Navy." ”

Yang Bo looked at Wan Baine and grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

"It's so poisonous, Captain Wan Baine," Yang Bo opened his mouth to come, still speaking English, yes, very fluent.

"Oh, how old is Skava East." Wan Baine was shocked, he didn't expect Yang Bo to be able to speak Britannica, even in the Netherlands, he was only an aristocrat, such as himself, he could speak some English, in fact, the level was about the same as Yang Bo, with a strong Dutch accent, and it was also the kind that jumped out, how could this Chinese kid speak English?

"You're cutting Speek?" Wan Baine was amazed and surprised.

"Ani head." Yang Bo responded, but he was very modest.

Wan Baien thought too much, in fact, Yang Bo is more fluent in 'Hao Dudu', and everything else has to jump out word by word.

Yang Bo is also highly educated, although he didn't have many opportunities to use it after graduation, but he can still understand it and speak a few words of pidgin English, which is nothing surprising.

After all, in Yang Bo's previous life, everyone learned that thing when they were young, regardless of whether you could use it in the future, no, even if you didn't use it in your previous life, wouldn't you also use it when you traveled to the Ming Dynasty?

The two were talking in English like this, and Huang Renjie on the side was stunned, his temporary translator was useless, so he was put aside and no one paid attention.

He Qifeng was also confused, when will his brother tell nonsense, he can't understand it, if he wasn't on the Dutchman's ship at the moment, he would have rushed forward early in the morning to ask.

Wan Baine was amazed, thinking that before negotiating, he would give this kid a dismount no matter what, and let him see the strength of the Royal Dutch Navy first, so he proposed that Yang Bo look around the ship, especially the power of those cannons, and let Yang Bo have insight.

Yang Bo immediately gave a thumbs up and said to Wan Baine: "Garret, Sankesi." ”

Wan Baien accompanied Yang Bo down from the deck to the artillery room below the deck, this time, He Qifeng was not allowed to follow, so he had to accompany Huang Renjie to drink tea in the stern.

The second and third floors below the top deck are through the deck, each layer is equipped with cannon running twelve doors, six doors on the left and right sides, the middle aisle is very narrow, which is related to the shipbuilding technology of the Dutch, the shipbuilding technology of the Europeans is obviously different from that of the Ming Dynasty, the Ming Dynasty shipbuilding, the hull adopts multi-layer plate lap technology, and the interior uses a partition plate to encrypt and prevent leakage, and the hull leaks somewhere, but the whole ship may still be safe and sound, not to sink, the ship can be built very tall, Zheng He's treasure ship used in the West, is so. Europeans mostly use rib reinforced frame technology, and the bottom deck can be penetrated, but because the rib frame occupies a lot of space, the aisle is very narrow.

Yang Bo was most interested in the cannon run on the July issue, looking in a circle, Yang Bo found that the Dutch artillery, but it was unique, this kind of cannon is a sub-gun, and the barrel processing accuracy is very high, in contrast, the current technology of the Ming Dynasty is indeed backward.

Wan Baien was quite confident, not only did he not care about Yang Bo's close observation, but even took the initiative to explain to him the performance of the artillery, this kind of artillery can reach a range of more than two thousand meters, and a single shot can hit four or five miles away, and the rate of fire is also considerable.

Wan Baien was also observing Yang Bo's reaction, seeing that he was smiling, very interested, and serious, and asked a word or two from time to time, his expression was light and light, not like the Chinese feeling he was used to, and he was very surprised in his heart.

However, seeing the rows of powerful cannon runs flashing with faint cold light, the corners of Wan Baine's mouth still hooked an arc, and he concluded that Yang Bo was pretending, after all, Wan Bain was very confident in his cannon run, Daming's cannon casting technology, Wan Baine's door was clear, and those tiger squat cannons on Yang Bo's ship were not at all a level.

No matter where you are, under the barrel of a cannon, you must also be afraid. Wan Baine suddenly had an idea in his heart, why not give him a shot?

"Mistyang, I can let my people shoot it, you can light the fire, so you can experience it." Wan Baine said with a wicked smile on his face.

Yang Bo glanced at Wan Baine, but the cannon could not scare him, but Yang Bo was worried that the Shen family's fleet would be frightened, so he quickly shook his head and said, "No, no, that's it, let's go up." ”

What Wan Baien was thinking at the moment was that the deal between him and Yang Bo, this deal, he was bound to win, and it had to be reached under his terms, otherwise, the vast ocean would be the burial place of these yellow-skinned monkeys.

Wan Baine sneered in his heart, and said in his heart: "Hehe, the truth is within the range of the cannon. ”