After discussing what to do in the near future, completing the will entrustment just in case, and secretly circulating the plan for the next few years within the top management, it was May. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The cargo prepared, the chartered boats, the hired sailors, the old crew, etc., who were already waiting on the ship, were a little impatient.

Mincheng is still a little chaotic as always, the orchid trend has not passed so quickly, the follow-up impact is emerging, some of the originally prosperous places have temporarily become depressed, and the people who have earned it have tightened their money bags, and they urgently need a reliable way to invest and speculate after earning it last time, but it is a pity that Chen Jian, who they trusted, did not announce the need to raise funds again for the time being.

Before getting on the boat, Jian Chen did one last thing for the orchid craze.

He spent a fortune to buy a lot of orchids, which no one cared for and had become a symbol of the devil, and planted them in a huge garden circled around the trading house, near the cement square, where people came and went every day.

Chen Jian said that he once sang the praises of this flower, which symbolizes hope, justice, and beauty in the world, but now he has become a man-eating ghost.

Mr. Chen said that he had been seduced by this greed and had made some money with the flowers.

He said that he hoped that every Chinese in Mincheng would remember the consequences of greed and fanaticism in their hearts when they passed by this flower bed.

Flowers are sinless, and what is sinful is human greed...... He plucked himself out, and in fact he was the one who was guilty, and it was he who single-handedly made it out of control and it was he who brought the trend out of control, and by the way, he dug up the first pot of gold.

People walk through the square for evening entertainment, look at the flowers in the flower beds, and always mutter, Mr. Chen is a very kind person, these flowers are really beautiful, but only Mr. Chen can buy so many of these flowers when no one cares, and give everyone a lesson to deepen their memory.

And they thought, Mr. Chen may really make some money from orchids, but what is it compared to donating to do good deeds?

At the same time, a huge poster was also posted around the flower bed.

"Solicit an answer to the doubts in my mind. What is the origin of the price of things? Is there some truth in it? Why is one nail one-tenth the price of ten nails? Why is the price of a needle with the same weight as an iron nail dozens of times that of an iron nail? What is the essence of gold and silver? Why can gold and silver buy things? Where does the profit of the workshop come from? Why does a plot of land generally sell more grain than the rent plus seeds and the wages of the hired workers? Where does the wealth of the people come from? And how did it increase? ”

The huge text is around the flower bed, and on the wall next to it, which counts as a landmark in Mincheng, there are sixteen astronomical figures that can be painted, which Chen Jian used to calculate the number of bulbs fifty years later.

This is not only a problem for Chen Jian, but also a problem for many people in Mincheng, as well as a problem for some people who have come here from other places.

Through the frenzy of orchids and the turmoil after the breaking, this difficult question began to circulate among the upper salons and the lower markets in Mincheng, and people were puzzled.

It seems to be a very simple problem that doesn't seem to be a problem at all, but when it is raised by people with high knowledge in Mincheng, it becomes a difficult and definite problem.

Not only here, after the collapse of this trend, many letters were sent to various places along with the merchant ships heading north, and more people either came to Mincheng, or began to wonder - why did the price of orchids collapse, while iron nails and cotton cloth did not fluctuate much on the whole?

Jian Chen, who asked this question, may not really want to know, but it seems that what he wants to know is what more people want to know because of his fame.

……

On the fifth day of the fifth month of May, Chen Jian and many friends ate zongzi together, preparing to set sail tomorrow. But I didn't see my father Chen Siwen, because it was the time to go to sea to patrol and prevent pirates, and he would not be at home.

Eating zongzi here is naturally not to commemorate Qu Yuan, but from the excuse made by Chen Jian in the previous life: this day is counted as the day when the people of Xiacheng saw bamboo for the first time and the envoy of Xiacheng brought back rice from the south, so he was still a chief at that time and made zongzi as a commemoration.

The commemoration of foodies is always long-term and will not change with the times, so it has become a custom.

Before leaving, he also underwent a routine inspection by the official to make sure that Chen Jian was not carrying contraband on his boat.

The cannon musket Chen Jian had a license in his hand, and there was no problem; Chen Jian's father is also a naval officer, so the inspection is not so strict.

It's just that the people who inspect it don't quite understand that there are all kinds of things on the ship, and many things they have never seen before.

Since I haven't seen it, it's not in the ranks of contraband.

Because he was familiar, the person who inspected it also asked casually.

"Mr. Chen, what is on this ship?"

"Machines, new weaving machines. I haven't heard that machines are not allowed to be transported to Qi country. ”

"Well, it's not forbidden. It's just that why is this loom so strange? ”

The inspector looked at this completely different loom curiously, looked at the spring and the huge figure on it, and said in his heart: "With such a wide loom, how long does it take for an arm to catch the shuttle?" Besides, how can there be such a big loom? ”

Chen Jian said with a haha: "There are a lot of strange things, and it is strange to not see strange things in Mincheng." ”

The man also smiled: "Yes." Mr. Chen's machine is really weird, I went to take pictures with my family the day before yesterday, hey, that's a good thing. This time I went to Qi to trade, and I didn't bring one? ”

"Of course. When I come back, I will send you a photo of the port of Qiguo. ”

"Then thank you, Mr. Chen. Then I wish you a safe journey. ”

After a general examination, the men disembarked.

Chen Jian stood on the bow of the Purple Quartz, looked at the waves in the distance and the line where the sea and the sky met, and moved his body.

Behind him, Wang Zhe walked over and reminded: "It's best not to bring explosives." ”

He spoke concisely and to the point, telling Jian Chen that although the contraband had not yet been added to the explosives, it was because they had not yet been listed, and the power of the explosives was much stronger than that of black powder, and it would definitely not be allowed to trade in the future.

Jian Chen smiled: "Of course I know this. Besides, how dare I carry such a dangerous thing on a ship? I want to live a few more days. ”

Wang Zhe turned around and looked at the sailors who were busy preparing on the deck, looking at their blue and white intersecting sea soul shirts and busy but not chaotic figures performing their duties, thoughtfully.

These sailors wore uniform uniforms, except for strips of cloth on their shoulders that distinguished which were sailors and which were cadres.

The sailor's words and deeds were meticulous under the supervision of the so-called interns with brochures, although they were not too sharp, but those whistles made Wang Zhe seem to see the shadow of the army.

He had seen some of the best armies in the country, but he didn't expect to feel the eerie atmosphere on this ship, which didn't look like a cargo ship at all.

What made him even more strange was that Chen Jian had already investigated clearly from beginning to end, and he had no experience in the army at all, but many of the prescribed things revealed a taste of the army, especially his words and deeds, as if he had commanded many people.

Sometimes some subconscious small movements inadvertently revealed are completely like people who have lived in the army for a period of time, and there are some arquebuses on the ship, which look like veterans who have touched the arquebus for more than ten years from the proficiency of winding the arquebus.

Sometimes when checking gunpowder, he twists his hand lightly, more like an officer who has been immersed in it for many years.

This was a question he couldn't figure out at all, and together with the last time he went to the mine to ride a horse, he didn't believe that a person who grew up in Mincheng would have that kind of riding skills.

The more exposure there is, the more wacky things there are. People who usually look giggling, once faced with more than 100 people holding guns and wearing uniforms, will always inadvertently reveal some habits that have been in charge of thousands of people.

For example, where to walk side by side, attitude when talking to different people...... It's not like it's deliberate, it's like a habit.

"He's a weird guy."

Wang Zhe defined Jian Chen in his heart, but this weirdness made him feel a little comfortable. This is not a kind of kingly spirit, in the last life, he fought for half a lifetime, even if he was as stupid as a pig, he couldn't stand learning in the war, enriched his experience, and also practiced a habit of not blinking when he saw a bloody dead person's eyes, and he tended to be numb when he saw more.

After thinking about it for a long time, Wang Zhe, who didn't talk much, couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Chen, did you really go to Qi Country to make money?" ”

Chen Jian was stunned by this question, and said with a smile: "I said that I went to join the Qi State, or trained sailors to be a pirate, do you believe it?" ”

After laughing, seeing that it was not too early, he turned around and shouted, "Each intern handed over reports on food, water, rope ties, etc." Everything is in place according to the work and rest time, the mast should be climbed, the mast should be climbed, the night should be prepared to go to bed at night, the hourglass hand once again remembered the current time in Mincheng, ready to set sail. ”

The sailors who were over-quota descended into the cabin in order to find their hammocks, and the rest of the men pulled up the hard sails, adjusted the angles, and closed the anchors with a winch.

A flower cat slipped away from Chen Jian's feet, and now it was trapped on the ship, with nowhere to go, and walked through the cramped cabin in search of possible mice.

Chen Jian is not the captain of the ship, but the captain of the fleet, and he arranges the specific sailing route but does not operate it himself.

It didn't take long for the smell of tung oil to become damp and musty, but it was still very fragrant, and there was no sweat or other disgusting smell.

The sailors enjoyed the light wine and fresh food of the new voyage, and were full of confidence in the voyage.

But the captains of several ships and some of the people in the fleet did not have such a relaxed mood, and Chen Jian had already discussed with them before boarding the ship.

This time, we have to take a sea route that no one else has walked, and we have to go directly to the port of Qi country, instead of taking the specific route that went around in circles before.

As for the guidance and positioning, it all depends on the sun, stars, and hourglasses, and the latitudes of several ports of Qi that Mr. Benchu gave him after finding out from the vast books, and some accidents with a high repetition rate found by those who he hired from the numerous nautical diaries.

Even if these people believed in Jian Chen, or for some other reason, they still had some doubts about this adventure after all.

After discussion, the condition reached was to follow Jian Chen's route, with only fifteen days. If you can't reach a familiar place within fifteen days, you have to turn back.

If Jian Chen does not agree, they will join forces with the sailors to mutiniate in a reasonable manner after fifteen days. But within fifteen days, they will abide by Chen Jian's request and absolutely support any decision made by Chen Jian.

A road that no one has traveled is always dangerous.

Jian Chen finally glanced back at Mincheng, looked at the people who saw them off on the dock, and listened to the families and children of the sailors singing the songs he taught not long ago, and sang softly.

"Little snail, drip blowing."

"The seagull listened, spread its wings and flew."

"Little snail, drip blowing."

Langhua smiled slightly.

……

In the song, a conch whistle sounded, and the sailors on the deck shouted in unison.

"Let's go!"