In a room in the West Wing of the Second Corner of Hoshitori Villa, Chen Shangren was looking through the account books full of Arabic numerals—although he was old, under Chu Fan's unremitting teaching, he had finally learned this simple and easy Western calculation secret method.

It was actually quite tiring to use a brush to perform the four calculations, but the old man didn't care about it now, and hummed Liu Yong's "Crane Rushing to the Sky" in a low voice to review the account books one last time with great interest - the goods were ready, and Chu Fan set sail back to Dengzhou on March 15.

He was so happy because Tsunazaburo Kato had finally delivered all the copper ingots worth 124,000 taels of silver, and the "Dawn" was stuffed to the brim, and the waterline was almost in danger from the deck.

Coupled with the previous 7,000 taels, there are more than 130,000 taels of copper ingots alone, as long as they can be safely transported to Tianjin Dagu, even if they are sold at the cheapest price, at least 180,000 taels of silver can be recovered!

180,000 taels! Oh my God! Chen Shangren has followed Chu An to run the trade of the Japanese Kingdom for all these years, and all the profits he has earned will definitely not reach this amount!

Not to mention that if the cost is calculated, this fairy grass cigarette is only 5,000 taels, the traditional raw silk tea? It's a joke!

Thinking about it again, he accounts for a full 10% of the shares, and the "Crane Rushing to the Sky" in Chen Shangren's mouth has changed its tone a little, and the name of the ancient and strange Daming East India Company is no longer so awkward, and it seems to have become a glittering seven big characters.

After finishing the accounts, Chen then pulled out a piece of rice paper and began to think about which people he should take to stay in Niudao to pioneer.

Ge Bi was responsible for driving the boat, and Liu Zhongwen needless to say that he was not doing this, and in the end, the task of opening up Niudao fell to Chen Shangren - he was appointed by Chu Fan as the "head of the Niudao base".

The plan is to produce 50,000 cigarettes by the end of June, and deliver 200,000 cigarettes to Kato's family by the end of September and December.

Because of the tight time and heavy tasks, Chu Fan asked Chen Shangren to give priority to picking ten people among the guys and following him to develop Niudao.

Chen Shangren was quite satisfied with this task - speaking of which, before going to sea, the old man was no longer optimistic about the future of Wang Tingqian, and now that there is the golden avenue of fairy grass cigarettes, he just got off the donkey and asked Chu Fan to make up an excuse for his death in a pirate attack after he went back, even if he completely got off the broken ship of Wang Tingqian.

But who should you choose to follow?

After thinking for a long time, Chen Shangren wrote ten names on rice paper based on his usual observations and understandings, and rushed out to report to Chu Fan.

As soon as he went out, he ran into Fan Zhenglong, who was also full of joy, and the butler Jin who was following behind him.

As soon as the Fujian interpreter saw Chen Shangren, he stopped and bowed his hand respectfully, and of course the housekeeper Jin was even more respectful, which made Chen Shangren feel very ironed - even though the Fujian interpreter had been appointed by Chu Fan as the "director of the office in Nagasaki", responsible for managing the stall of Hoshitori Villa, but after all, they were backwards, and they dared to be respectful to this old man?

However, he knew that Fan Zhenglong, the newly promoted "director", was busy these days - loading goods, preparing all kinds of materials for the voyage, and recruiting sailors...... He was doing all these messy things, so the old man also solemnly returned a salute to him, and said a few words of greeting before walking towards the hanging flower door in the inner courtyard.

Entering the inner courtyard, the girls sent by Kato's family saw Chen Shangren come in and saluted, but Chen Shangren didn't bother to take care of it, and walked towards the main room without squinting.

Chu Fan said, these girls want to be used, but they can't be reused - God knows how much sand the Kato family has mixed into it, so the slightly more secret things must not be let them know, but in order to make the Kato family look good, these people will be quietly sent back to Ushijima and even Dengzhou in batches in the future. This Xingtori Villa can only be regarded as a real surname Chu if it is replaced by Chu Fan's own family recruited from Dengzhou!

After Chen Shangren asked the low-eyed girl with low eyebrows, he knew that Chu Fan and Yan Ruxue had gone to the Xingtori Pavilion, so the old man had to turn west, come out of the corner gate of the inner courtyard, go around to the west side courtyard, and enter this fortress for purely military purposes through the only suspension bridge in the Xingtori Pavilion.

Chen Shangren had never entered the Xingtori Pavilion before, and was about to take a good look, who knew that as soon as he entered the door, he met Chu Fan and Yan Ruxue, the little lovers, both of whom were covered in grassroots mud, and had to make the old man think of something that he shouldn't think.

The two of them originally came out holding hands and grinning, but when they saw Chen Shangren's eyes with ulterior motives, Yan Ruxue's face immediately turned red, and she let go of Chu Fan and ran away, leaving only a voice like a silver bell floating in the air, "You guys talk about business, I'll go first." ”

"Shibo, don't think about it," Chu Fan of course also read the meaning in Chen Shangren's gaze, touched his nose awkwardly and said, "Nothing, really!" ”

Chen Shangren didn't say much, and handed the list to Chu Fan with a smile - he had done it when he was young, and of course he wouldn't expose it to his face.

After Chu Fan quickly browsed the list, he said to Chen Shangren, "Shibo, Zhao Hai, don't ask for it, replace it with Ling Ming, he is very familiar with North Korean affairs!" ”

Chen Shangren nodded, and just as he was about to speak, he heard a noise from the direction of the front yard, and the two of them were listening intently, there was a bamboo whistle from far away outside the wall, and there was a faint sound of neat footsteps coming towards Xingtori Villa, Chu Fan and Chen Shangren glanced at each other, and they ran towards the front yard quickly - the bamboo whistle is the contact method of the Wa Guo Foot Light Squad, and it is about to set sail, but there is nothing wrong.

As soon as he entered the front yard, Chu Fan was stunned, only to see Fan Zhenglong, the shopkeeper Jin and the guards and a few guys in a circle, and in the middle kneeling were five young men who were covered in mud and embarrassed, and the one who hit the head was that Masuda Shiro!

As soon as Masuda Shiro saw Chu Fan, he said something loudly, and then bowed heavily in the dust, and continued to tell in his mouth.

Chu Fan looked at Fan Zhenglong, who hurriedly translated, "He said, please save our lives, please!" ”

At this moment, the bamboo whistle outside the wall sounded again, and the rumbling footsteps were getting closer and closer.

"Yixian, there are still three days to set sail, and it is really not appropriate to make extraneous branches at this time," Chen Shangren saw Chu Fan hesitating, and stepped forward to persuade, "Although this Yitian Shiro has treated Chen Liuzi, but in the end, he is a Japanese national, so we don't need to provoke the Japanese army for this friendship." ”

Chu Fan's heart moved, Chen Shangren's words did make sense - the Japanese people fought for life and death, and it was their own business!

He looked up and said to the pillar looking at him, "Open the door!" Let those Wakokuni Ashigaru take them away! ”

"Yes!" The pillar replied with his head held high, and turned to walk towards the gate.

Fan Zhenglong's translation didn't stop, and just after he finished translating a paragraph, Chu Fan's eyes suddenly lit up, and he shouted to the pillar that had already put his hand on the deadbolt.

"Wait!"