Chapter 261: The Venetian Who Can Make Glass
Chu Fan, who returned triumphantly, was warmly welcomed by Niu Dao.
When the warning bell rang on Nanshan, almost all the people put down their work and rushed to the vicinity of the pier, looking forward to it.
Naturally, Zhang's not to mention, as soon as the morning dawned, she came to the South Fort - the old lady didn't close her eyes all night last night, and she couldn't sleep in worry.
When Chu Fan left, he didn't tell her where to go and what to do, but the old lady grabbed Chen Shangren and didn't let go, and finally dug out the purpose of Chu Fan's trip from his mouth - to attack Jingyi County!
This frightened the Zhang family, not to mention going out to fight, or to fight the county town with tall city walls, how not to make the old lady anxious!
Oh my God! Hit the county seat! Zhang's mind immediately came up with the terrible scene of feathered arrows flying on the wall and stones and rolling wood.
No matter how Chen Shangren comforted her, saying that she was ready to steal the door this time, she couldn't put her mind at ease, like an ant on a hot pot, burning incense and praying for the Bodhisattva at home for a while, and then running to the south fort to look west, and there was no time to stop.
Finally, after the white sails of the "Golden Phoenix" appeared in the field of vision, Zhang's heart became even more worried-is the ship back, and the people are also back?
Carrying his skirt, the restless Zhang staggered down the mountain, and met Xiancha and Niuniu, who heard the movement and went out, and the family of three rushed to the dock in a hurry.
Coincidentally, as soon as they arrived at the dock, the "Golden Phoenix" also happened to be on the wooden plank road, and the pedals had just been placed, and Chu Fan, who was refreshed and smiling, appeared in front of everyone.
It was only at this moment that Zhang Shi breathed a sigh of relief, his body was weak, and he almost didn't sit on the ground - fortunately, Xiancha behind him was quick and helped her.
Chu Fan showed up. The people who came to greet him immediately burst into cheers - everyone knew that Chu Gongzi was going to Jingyi County to avenge the last battle for the defense of Niu Island, and his heart was the same as Zhang's, seven up and down; Now that he saw Chu Fan coming back intact, he was naturally extremely excited.
"Let's win!"
After standing on the wooden plank road, Chu Fan pondered for a while. Only then did he shout out with all his might, "Those bastards who attacked us are all dead!" ”
The cheers became louder, and many of the craftsmen and women who had mustered up the courage to go to war raised their arms in excitement, while the families of those who died wept and laughed and cheered or chanted.
Behind Chu Fan, Liu Zhongwen, Zhao Hai, and Shen Teng rushed out, and soon, the Gengzi whistle formed a neat phalanx next to the dock, accepting everyone's cheers.
Suddenly. The cheering crowd stopped, and stood quietly looking at the pedals of the "Golden Phoenix", where the soldiers of the whistle were being carried down one by one.
"Little Tiger!"
With a heart-rending shout, Xu Wanyun came out of the crowd and rushed towards Wang Xiaohu, who had just been lifted off the side of the boat.
Wang Xiaohu was on the stretcher, his eyes were bruised and swollen and there was only one slit left, and his face was full of scars and blood left by the beating!
Seeing Xu Wanyun in tears, he squeezed out a smile with difficulty. He shouted "sister" inarticulately.
Xu Wanyun gently stroked the scar on his body, crying even more.
Suddenly. She wiped the tears from her face and stood to her feet, her eyes staring like fire on the ship's pedals, where the stuffy man was clutching on a twig and moving down the boardwalk.
"Phew!"
As soon as the stuffy man stepped on the wooden plank road with his front foot, Xu Wanyun rushed to him with his back foot and spat it. "Are you still a man? …… If you played well, why did you stop all of a sudden? …… Do you know that you almost killed us all! ”
The sullen man's face, which was also full of scars, suddenly turned purple, he was not good at words, but now he was dodging Xu Wanyun's forced gaze, and responded hesitantly. "I ...... I...... I heard that they were officers and soldiers, so I ......"
"Phew! Phew! Xu Wanyun was even more angry, and after taking a few sips, she pointed at Wang Xiaohu and said, "It's okay if you're scared, so you let Xiaohu and them come back!" …… Look at what you're doing! What has it become! …… In vain, Xiaohu, they usually treat you as their own brother, do you have such a brother? …… Send the brothers to the North Koreans without firing a shot! Are you still a human being? ”
She squawed on the ground with a lot of scolding, covered her face and cried, "It's all my fault!" Hurt my brothers! …… Iron pillars, hairy heads, and Ergazi, you died so miserably! ”
Of the twenty people who came back, only seventeen came back, and the three people in the mouth of the stuffy man were all tortured to death in the prison of Jingyi County.
Chu Fan saw that several family members of the dead also surrounded him, pointing at the sullen and scolding, he shook his head and ordered everyone, "Gotcha!" It's all gone...... Let him think for himself first! ”
Soon, the crowded dock was clean, and only the stuffy man crouched there and continued to cry.
It was getting dark, and the sullen finally stopped, stood up and looked around blankly for a while, then gritted his teeth and picked up the branch and propped it under his armpit, and limped towards the grove not far to the south.
After entering the woods, he closed his eyes and sighed, and silently unbuckled his belt.
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Thousands of miles away in Macau, in a dimly lit pub, Alfonso sipped tequila and stared with interest at the beckoning captain at the next table.
After coming out of Nagasaki, he arrived in Macau without any problems. According to Chu Fan's instructions, Alfonso found the Ming officials in Macao, and through him, reported his artillery to the governor of Guangdong.
Sure enough, as Chu Fan expected, the excellent performance of the red-clothed cannon in Ningyuan made the governor of Guangdong very interested, and he made an exception to meet Alfonso.
After a few rounds, Alfonso's 20 twelve- and eighteen-pounder heavy naval guns and 17 six-pounder field guns were bought for a good price, and his shriveled money bag was swollen at once.
The artillery was sold out, but the five hundred Lumi guns were still in Alfonso's hands - the artillery Daming couldn't make it himself, so he had to buy it.
As a result, Alfonso was delayed in Macau - he didn't want to go all the way to bring him back to the Mediterranean!
"What's your name?"
Alfonso's musings were interrupted by the captain's questioning next door, and he looked over to see a young man of twenty-seven or eighteen, with curly brown hair and brown eyes, clutching his tattered three-cornered hat, answering the captain's question in a restrained manner, "Dear captain, my name is Francis, and I am from beautiful Venice. ”
"What will you do?" The captain didn't even look at him, and was writing something with a quill pen to himself.
"I ...... I'll make glass......" Francis said after a moment's hesitation.
"Glass?" The captain looked up at him in surprise, and then sneered as if he remembered something, "Come on, who doesn't know that transparent glass is only made of that damn island?" …… Will you? I'm afraid it's just that kind of muddy glass, right? ”
Francis's face flushed - if he knew how to make clear glass, he wouldn't have applied to be a sailor.
The captain asked a few more questions about sailors, and found that Francis did not understand the work on the ship, so he shrugged his shoulders and said, "I'm sorry, Venetian, you don't even have the most basic knowledge of sailors, so why should I hire you?" ”
Disappointed, Francis turned around and was about to walk out of the small bar, when he heard a voice behind him.
"Wait, Venetian, perhaps, I can help you find a good job!" (To be continued.) )