It was already dark, and Chu Fan returned to the Fat Wind Pavilion with a group of drunken brothers.

After sacrificing the Catholic weapon of murder, Alfonso really obediently relented - even if he was as cunning as a ghost, he still understood that life is more important than money.

The next business is very easy to discuss, the final price of each Lu Mi gun is 20 taels of silver, and he ordered 500 - the escort team will definitely be expanded, and the senior brother Sun Yuanhua will send some of it over, plus Chu Fan also needs a part of Lu Mi Gong to experiment and transform, so the number of 500 is more appropriate.

Chu Fan also asked for 5 6-pounder field guns, each of which cost 200 taels -- the field guns lived up to their name, the gun carriage was readily available, and a pack horse could pull it around, and it was too rugged to pull the mountain road, and it could also be pulled by manpower; A cannon with 10 guns, according to Alfonso, has a firing range of 800 to 1,000 meters, which is really a sharp weapon in the field.

As for the twelve-pound and eighteen-pound marine heavy guns, in fact, Chu Fan looked very red-eyed, but if he bought them now, he could only put them in the warehouse to rust - the hull structure of the "Dawn" could not hold such a heavy cannon at all, and it would fall apart if one shot was fired! And the new ship didn't know when it would be built, so Chu Fan had to endure it.

It was precisely because he considered that he might purchase more weapons from Alfonso, a Franco-profiteer, in the future, that Chu Fan did not push him too much--the two items added up to Chu Fan had to pay him 11,000 taels of silver, which was enough for him to recruit sailors to make a comeback.

In addition, Chu Fan also pointed out a bright road for him, that is, to transport the remaining weapons to Macao and find a way to sell them to officials in Guangdong-you must know that in this era, the demand for large artillery in the Ming Dynasty was still very strong.

Because Chu Fan's offer left room everywhere, and he also pointed out the Cotai Avenue to make a fortune for himself, Alfonso turned from anger to joy, and even laughed from ear to ear in the back, and had to drag Chu Fan to the largest tavern in Nagasaki to drink and celebrate.

During the banquet, Alfonso also agreed to Chu Fan's suggestions for cooperation: first, Alfonso helped Chu Fan purchase various weapons in the future, and second, helped Chu Fan recruit various Western craftsmen in Macao, such as shipbuilders, glassmakers, skilled sailors, etc.; And Chu Fan also promised Alfonso that he would try his best to help him organize the supply of goods, so that he would not leave the time and space of Niudao.

The two sides talked happily, and the wine naturally drank to their heart's content, but Alfonso really didn't dare to compliment the amount of wine, and under the bombardment of Chu Fan and Liu Zhongwen in turn, it didn't take long for him to get drunk into a puddle of mud.

After settling Alfonso in Qifeng Pavilion, Chu Fan remembered the missionary who could perform surgery and hurriedly returned to the Feifeng Pavilion.

As soon as he entered the flower hall of the small courtyard, Chu Fan saw the Dutch missionary who was already waiting impatiently—he was about thirty years old, with a messy beard and dirty clothes, which was far from the impression of a surgeon in Chu Fan's heart.

He also brought two Japanese people who didn't know if they were assistants or students, the short one was fine, and the other was about 1.65 meters tall, if it weren't for the typical Japanese hairstyle on his head, Chu Fan would probably mistake him for a Ming person.

This Japanese assistant is very ...... Clean, in stark contrast to the Dutch missionary—the white and pure goose-egg face was as smooth and delicate as a girl, the facial features were small and delicate, under the slender willow eyebrows, a pair of black and shiny eyes were indescribably quiet and restrained, and the thin lips were pursed at all times, as if they would never speak unless they had to.

What a handsome little brother, Chu Fan couldn't help but praise secretly in his heart.

"Your Excellency Prince Chu, this is the famous priest of Nagasaki City, Henk Jacobs Van Dance Kostis."

The chubby Jixiangmaru saw that Chu Fan had finally returned, and hurriedly introduced him, fortunately, Fan Zhenglong had kept it, otherwise the name of Pastor Henk would have made people sad to death.

"Pastor Henk is the best doctor in Nagasaki," seeing that Chu Fan's eyes were full of doubts, Kichijomaru hurriedly explained, "Although he is a priest, the people of Nagasaki know that if he is injured by a knife or arrow, he can be treated by Pastor Henk, and his life will be saved." ”

Chu Fan stretched out his hand with difficulty and shook hands with Henk, reluctantly acknowledging his identity as a surgeon.

"Allow me to introduce two of my assistants," said Henk, pointing to the short man, "this is Ah Ping. As soon as Chu Fan heard it, he knew that he was a pariah who didn't even have a serious name.

"This is Shiro, Shiro Masuda." After introducing the short widow, Henk turned to the young man who was too clean to speak, and added, "Shiro is only 17 years old this year, but he is already my most effective assistant. ”

Chu Fan's eyes lit up, he had been in the country for a while, of course he knew that people with names and surnames had relatively noble statuses, and they generally disdained to have anything to do with the untouchables, but this Masuda Shiro was able to live in peace with the untouchables named Ah Ping, well, it seems that he is a broad-minded person.

"Please take care of us when we meet for the first time." Shiro Masuda bowed deeply, courteous and thoughtful, in stark contrast to the overwhelmed Ah Ping.

"Lord Heaven, please trust Pastor Genk's medical skills, we have saved hundreds of people in Nagasaki." Shiro Masuda straightened up, looked directly at Chu Fan with clean and deep eyes, and said seriously.

This kid is not simple!

As soon as they met, they actually saw their suspicions about Henk's medical skills, but they didn't expect to be a master of figuring out people's hearts at a young age!

Chu Fan suddenly became interested in this handsome little brother, and while everyone was hurriedly lighting torches to arrange the operating table, he inquired about Masuda Shiro's life experience, but the little guy was very tight-lipped, except that his father was a ronin, Chu Fan couldn't dig up any other information.

Soon, Chen Liuzi was carried out, and he had fallen into a semi-coma due to the great toxicity of the lead bullets left in his body.

At Chu Fan's insistence, Henk carefully wiped the erosive wound and all of Henk's utensils with alcohol before the operation, which Chu Fan had obtained by repeatedly refining sake, before proceeding with the operation.

After tossing for more than ten minutes, the lead bullet on Chen Liuzi's shoulder was finally taken out.

After another half hour or so, Henk removed the carrion around the buckshot, and Shiro Masuda took out a small soldering iron and placed it in the brazier that had been prepared in advance.

Chu Fan understood at a glance that this is the characteristic of this era - in order to prevent infection, doctors use soldering irons to repeatedly burn wounds!

"Nope! No! ”

Chu Fan spoke in time and stopped Shiro Masuda's actions - with a high concentration of alcohol, why bother to let Chen Liuzi be subjected to such painful torture?

After explaining for a long time, Chu Fan finally convinced Henk that his alcohol could prevent wound infection, and the latter muttered something like "I won't be responsible if gangrene happens" and was ready to leave.

Just after the three of them had walked out of the small side courtyard, Shiro Masuda turned around and came back and asked Chu Fan for a small can of alcohol, Chu Fan asked him what he wanted alcohol for, and he said that he wanted to see how amazing alcohol was.

Looking at his back as he disappeared outside the door, Chu Fan couldn't help but smile.

What a fun little guy!