It's a good day with snow and sunny skies.

The golden sunlight shone on the streets covered with thick snow, and there was no longer any heat in the lazy air.

The rooftops of the low Tang-style houses on both sides, in front of the gates, and in the alleys are covered with knee-high snow; The early risers were spewing thick white air and clearing the snow in full swing, and from time to time there were one or two high-pitched and strange songs.

A group of people walked down the street.

The first is a handsome young man with a long figure, dressed in an aqua blue forged robe, and a circle of white fur is exposed at the neckline, which is extremely luxurious; The boy walked leisurely, looking around curiously with a pair of calm and clean eyes, as if he was very interested in the city life of Nagasaki.

The little minister beside him was petite, but his pure white fur coat was even more luxurious, and his small face with three-dimensional facial features and a pair of big eyes were extremely smart, which made those Japanese girls blush and heartbeat - what a handsome little gentleman!

Behind them was a tall, serious-looking young man with a group of strong men; They were bulging, and they knew at a glance that they were carrying guys, and several people seemed to be scattered, and those who were attentive could see that they had discharged a formation and slowly advanced.

This little minister and the young man walked side by side, chattering all the way to something, it is the familiar Ming dialect of Nagasaki people, and the people of the Japanese country who were busy shoveling snow stopped their work and gave gifts, and there were those who could not wait, and they crawled directly on the snow, and did not dare to get up until the group walked away - Ming Guo is a behemoth, and even His Royal Highness Taiko, who swept through Japan, was defeated in their hands, how dare these small people dare to be contemptuous?

It was Chu Fan who was wearing a water-blue forged robe, but he just begged Yan Ruxue's soft words, so he had to take the little girl out dressed as a man to relax.

This is also the fact that the work in his hands is basically done, so he has this leisure.

First of all, the sales of fairy grass cigarettes made him feel very pleased, in just a few days, that Murakami Kichitaro came to buy again, and 5,000 cigarettes made Chu Fan earn another 15,000 taels of silver; And the big and small merchants in Nagasaki lined up like a carp crossing the river and waited to see Chu Fan, and some were anxious and even came directly with the silver; Chu Fan had seen a few of them in person at first, but then he got impatient and threw them to Chen Shangren and Ge Bi to deal with - except for Kato Tadaji, no one was seen!

Most of the octopus pirates' gold jewels were also disposed of, and more than 60,000 taels of silver were left in the bag - since the fairy grass cigarettes were opened, they should keep as many good things as possible to use for gifts.

As for the East China India Company, which was the name finally determined by Chu Fan, Chu Fan found a large piece of Tianhuang Stone from the spoils of the Octopus Pirates, and found a Ming man who was good at seal carving to engrave the "East China India Company" as an official seal, even if it was officially opened, there were crackling firecrackers for half an hour on the day of the opening. In this era, there is no industrial and commercial taxation, and the eldest prince of Chu has no place to apply for a license.

The company opened, and all the men and guards naturally signed the contract of ownership - and now that the momentum is so good, that a fool would refuse the opportunity to make a fortune.

But there is really a fool, that is Zhang Xiaoyi, that guy doesn't want to buy shares anyway, what do you say about dividing the money and going home to be the owner of the place, Chu Fan won't say anything more to him.

On the side of the eight families, Fang Zifang came twice, once when the aunt sent something, and once when he said that he was visiting the aunt, Chu Fan knew that these were all excuses, and the big housekeeper with a heart higher than the sky said one thing: Please Chu Fan persuade the aunt to go back early, this young man and woman with an undetermined title grind their ears and temples together, which is very detrimental to the aunt's reputation.

Chu Fan couldn't help but smile bitterly in addition to disdainful of this: Just you, Aunt Yan Ruxue Yan, unless she is willing to leave, who else can force her?

And Yan Ruxue here, since the first awkward quarrel between the two of them on the day of the fight, they quickly got back together, but Chu Fan took the opportunity of the little girl to cry and admit her mistakes: A man's face is the most important, he can make trouble at home, and he must not let a man lose face in front of outsiders - after this battle, Chu Fanfu was shocked.

Everything is complete, only the east wind is owed, of course Chu Fan is in a good mood, so he promised Yan Ruxue to come out early this morning to relax.

The group walked around, and somehow arrived at the door of Qifeng Pavilion.

Looking at the Japanese people who came out of the magnificent three-story gatehouse one after another, almost everyone was bulging in their arms, and Chu Fan knew that the business of the boss in the village was very good.

The guys who had already been to the Fat Wind Pavilion in the gatehouse saw Chu Fan, and they ran to tell Murakami, and soon Murakami hurriedly greeted him, nodded and bowed respectfully, as if he was greeting his own father, and let Chu Fan in.

Qifeng Pavilion looks like the style of the nouveau riche, whether it is architecture or decoration, and even all kinds of utensils and supplies, all of them are inlaid with gold and jade, and they look rich on the surface, but in fact they are far less elegant than the Flower Pavilion.

"Huh!" Yan Ruxue, who was looking around all the way, suddenly lost her voice and shouted, "Isn't that the Western drunk?" ”

Looking in the direction she was pointing, it was the tall Westerner with a scruffy beard, draped diagonally in a sheepskin shirt, sleepy-eyed and had just come out of the room.

"Hah!" Liu Zhongwen laughed loudly, "I was so deceived by this rammer, I didn't expect to meet here today." ”

After saying that, he strode forward and blocked in front of the Westerner. When the Westerner saw that it was him, his face suddenly changed, and he was babbling and saying something, Chu Fan noticed that the language he spoke this time was obviously different from when he was in the Flower Pavilion, and it was somewhat similar to the English he was familiar with.

Fan Zhenglong, who was beside Chu Fan, had just had time to translate the sentence "I am the Dutchman Alfonso......", and saw that Alfonso suddenly retracted back into the house and inserted the door, and when Chu Fan and the others went around to the back of the house, this guy had already jumped out of the window and fled, running towards the door.

The subordinates of the village guarding the door wanted to stop it, but in a hurry, the tall Alfonso pushed and pushed the person on his back, and seeing Alfonso dodge out of the Qifeng Pavilion, Liu Zhongwen didn't do it - how can there be a reason to go away like this? Without saying a word, he chased after him.

Chu Fan was worried that Liu Zhongwen would suffer a loss, so he hurriedly asked Zhuzi to follow with the guards, while he stayed in Qifeng Pavilion with Yan Ruxue and Fan Zhenglong.

"This Alfonso is a Dutch businessman," Murakami took the initiative to introduce Alfonso's origins, looking at the figure of everyone running away, "It is said that I have been in Nagasaki for almost a year...... I heard that it is in the arms business. ”

"Weapons?" Chu Fan was curious, "What weapon?" ”

"It's bronze artillery, uh, and what iron cannons from Turkey." Murakami didn't know too much, and his face was a little embarrassed when he answered.

Turkey's iron cannons?

Chu Fan suddenly came to his senses, he knew that the Japanese called the arquebus an iron cannon, so the arquebus from Turkey - isn't that a Lu Mi gun?