When a person succeeds, people often see the light around him, but ignore the hardships and bitterness of his entrepreneurship, just like the shining Ma Yun Baba, there are also times when he carries a suffocated briefcase and sends business cards around, and he has also been kicked out as a liar.

The British East India Company, which dominates the world, is also out of its difficult entrepreneurial period at this time, and if it wants to occupy an area to open a store, it also has to be low, and it has to give gifts!

More than a dozen large boxes unfold in the spacious and translucent halal-style hall, silk brocade glittering with strange light, fine black tea exudes a rich tea aroma, and large porcelain bottles like ivory, in order to cater to the aesthetic views of these blue people, the classic stories in the Quran are specially depicted, which can be described as painstaking.

The East India Company was able to gain a firm foothold in the Mughal Dynasty and suppress the Portuguese who came first, relying on generous and humble words, as for the Ming merchant Zhang Canghai, Shinong Industry and Commerce, the last merchant in the merchant row, and an official can govern him, then it is even more humble, the two are not a little imposing, and they bow respectfully together there.

"East India Company Manager Tom / Shopkeeper Zhang Canghai, meet Lord Nawab!"

The Mughal Empire was established by the descendants of the Turkicized Mongols, and its political system naturally revealed the characteristics of the integration of the Mongols and Central Asia.

Not only him, but the four Jasha beside him, that is, the highest military governor of the province, also showed a strong greedy look from their pupils.

"Abala Tubosha, Shahane Allah ........"

"Your Highness said that your East India Company is getting better and better at doing things, and Your Highness likes this gift, so I accept it!"

It's not easy these days, and it's still a lot of face for others to accept gifts. With the Persian language of Nawab, listening to the translation, Tom and Zhang Canghai couldn't help but show a relaxed look, striking while the iron was hot, Tom hurriedly spoke in eagle language.

"Your Highness Nawab, who is as mighty as an eagle, and whose wisdom is like the unchanging waters of the Ganges, in order that you and Your Majesty may better enjoy the goods from the East, your humble servant is here to ask you to grant Calcutta to your humble servants to reclaim and dwell, and to allow your company to penetrate deep into your beautiful country and expand your trade!"

The same as the Qing Empire faced by the East India Company in the nineteenth century, for these feudal lords from the sea, the Mughal Empire only allowed some relatively small-scale trade at the port, and did not allow the company's operation to go deep inland, which is a big difference, just like the later generations of Apple mobile phones shipped from the United States, directly unloaded at the Shanghai port and sold on the spot, there are no exquisite stores, there is no sparing no effort to publicize, the big guy knows that you are a hammer?

The ability to expand trade, to dig the roots directly into the interior of the Mughal Empire, and to buy cheaper homespun cloth and jute, pepper and other commodities directly from the farmers, became the urgent desire of both the British and Ming shareholders.

And although the Mughal Empire now allows the East India Company to set up barns in Calcutta, Surat, Agra, Broch and other areas on the west coast, it is only a merchant inn, which can only hoard goods and live for about 100 people, which is very different from the Portuguese colonial and autonomous settlement cities in Macao.

Gaining a permanent foothold in rich and fertile Bangladesh has also become an urgent need for both Ming and British shareholders.

However, neither of these things was achieved this time, and the Wabu, who had just looked like he was smiling at the sight of money, turned around and let the two merchants know what it meant to change their faces, and the face of the nomadic style was wrinkled into a ball, full of arrogance, and the governor of Bengal once again snorted.

"Your Highness says that it is already a great gift to be able to trade with the great empire in the seaport! The Mughal is the territory of Allah, and you pagans who believe in false gods cannot be allowed to defile, so you only need to ship the goods to Nawab, and don't ask for any more! ”

Moreover, the matter was not done, and the taxes were still high, and in Tom's ugly face, the Bengali Nawab said arrogantly: "And since your company has earned money in the great Mughals, it is only natural to pay tribute to Your Majesty!" Your Majesty is going to build a mausoleum for your beloved concubine, and from next month, your company will have to hand over a thousand silver coins to the Empire every month! ”

"This!"

"Comments?"

The merchants of this era were just the money bags and fat tickets of the feudal privileged class, and a while ago in England, James I also forced the East India Company to give him 65,000 pounds of pepper on credit, and then sold it at a price of 59,000 pounds, and used the money as military expenses, the East India Company was also helpless, Mao Jue easily relied on the powerful Robert to sell the company to him, and Thomas did not dare to offend this real power figure in Bangladesh.

Listening to the voice of the Bangladeshi Nawabu, he hurriedly nodded and smiled: "Of course! Of course! Can be for the great Shaja. It is an honor for His Majesty Khan to pay tribute! Go back, and I'll give you the silver coins later! ”

"That's good!"

Bengali Nawab leaned back again with satisfaction, seeing that a business meeting was about to end successfully in an atmosphere of "fairness and voluntariness", and the noise was faintly heard from outside the palace.

Nawab frowned in disgust, and the two Arab eunuchs immediately went out with interest, but in just a moment, the two men returned with ugly faces, and whispered a few words in the ear of the deputy king of Nawab.

Zhang Canghai below obviously saw that the vice king's face had changed, and after being stunned for a moment, he stood up hurriedly and led a large number of guards to walk outside the palace.

Glancing at each other in amazement, the two top local staff of the East India Company also hurriedly followed.

At this time, the outside of the palace was really lively, the Turkic tribe was born, and the Satusa cavalry regiment around the palace still retained strong tribal habits, at this time they formed a huge circle, frantically raised their fists and roared in Turkic, and among them, the sound of crackling fights came out one after another.

What made Zhang Canghai's scalp tingle was that the one who was in the middle of the circle was the Imperial Navy Qianhu, General Wu Sangui Wu, who escorted them!

Opposite to him were tall and stout Turkic men like cattle, and looking at the clothes, they were absolutely high-ranking officers of the Satusa cavalry.

However, don't look at this Turkic man who seems to be a head taller than Wu Sangui, but he was completely pressed and beaten on the stage, abusing that type, Wu Sangui's fist was like raindrops, and it fell on him suddenly, one eye was already blue, and his lips were swollen like sausages, and the Turkic officer was only left to hold his face to defend, fighting, and coldly blocked Wu Sangui's tricky left hook punch drilled into the ribs he didn't defend, and the Turkic officer who was angry no longer had the ability to resist, and then was slapped in the face with a heavy punch, A nosebleed erupted, and the officer shook and was knocked out of the fighting circle.

"The General's Mighty !!"

More than thirty Ming sailors roared excitedly as if they were boiling a pot, while a large circle of Satusa cavalry regiments were sighing and patting their thighs like mourners.

I don't know how many games I've fought, and after a few breaths of violent, Wu Sangui is still like a brute, excitedly holding his thumb downward, roaring at a group of Turkic people.

"Who else?"

There were already several lying at the bottom, almost all the famous masters in the cavalry regiment were defeated, and those who gave birth hesitated twice, and those who did not have those two were even more trembling, raising their eyes and looking at the past, no one among their subordinates dared to face this foreign general again, and the face of Bengali Nawab became extremely ugly for a while.

"Nawab!"

Finally who saw the arrival of the governor, the Turkic cavalry also took this opportunity to step down, and in the roar of unknown people, they turned neatly, stood upright, raised their right leg high and then stomped heavily on the ground.

"It's all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding, this is our Ming Dynasty's Navy Thousand Households Wu Sangui Wu! Lord Wu, it's all a misunderstanding, isn't it! Why don't you come over and apologize to His Highness Nawab! ”

His forehead was already full of beads of sweat, Zhang Canghai sadly dragged Wu Sangui's sleeve and hurriedly got out of the crowd, shouting sadly, while glancing at Wu Sangui, but Wu Sangui, who had just killed in the ring, was surprisingly eye-catching, and he didn't have the arrogant look just now, he humbly bowed heavily to the Bangladeshi Nawab and bowed heavily.

"Wu Sangui, a thousand households in the Ming Dynasty, meet His Royal Highness Bengal!"

"I have heard that the Bengali warriors are brave and tenacious, and when I see it today, it is indeed so! The itchy hands of the right people disturbed His Highness, and I hope Your Highness will forgive me! ”

Unlike the Central Plains, which pays attention to literary crepe, the Mughals are naked nomadic conquests, they are not so polite, righteous and shameful, and worship the supremacy of the strong, so that the royal family is full of sons imprisoning their fathers and brothers killing their brothers.

This Wu Sangui scolded the master of his elite guard in front of everyone, and gave him enough respect for this leader in front of people, although he was still unhappy, but this Bengali vice king was not easy to attack, and looked around at the Satusa cavalry officer who shrunk his head, and he shouted in Persian, the official language of the Mughals.

"The warrior can't get a reward, so give the village of Kolkata to this Eastern warrior as a fief!"

"Warriors! Warrior! Warrior! ”

The Turks' worship of the strong is really nakedly revealed, listening to the canonization of the governor of Bengal, a group of Satusa cavalry also raised their fists and shouted frantically at Wu Sangui.

Watching him raise his fists in the breeze and enjoy cheering, Zhang Canghai and Tom looked at each other.

This, that's it?

(End of chapter)