During the Spring Festival of the third year of the Apocalypse, it was the coldest and most sleepy time, the bows and crossbows and firearms groups of Fuhai and several other boats, as well as the soldiers in armor, quietly slipped off the boat, disappeared into the streets and alleys through the uninhabited docks, and this part of the people was led by Li Hu.

At the beginning of the morning, Zhao Lie gathered everyone and decided that Zhao Da would stay in the fleet, just in case, more than 100 sailors and dozens of firearms and armor would stay behind.

The remaining 300 soldiers all marched in batches. Shen Shi had already set off more than 100 people, and the other 100 people had to set off in batches in the morning.

At the end of the hour, Huang Han hired more than 20 laborers and ten wagons at the wharf to unload the raw silk from the ship and transport it to the Xinlong shop, which had already been set, and Joao on the wharf looked at the placement on it and waved his hand to let it go.

However, only eight carriages were sent into Xinlong, and two of them quietly left halfway.

At the beginning of noon, Tang Xianwen and Huang Han met with Luo Changshan in the Fujian and Guangdong teahouse.

I saw that Luo Fatzi was wearing a Western-style dress, a brown top on his upper body, a front chest from top to bottom, black bloomer breeches on his lower body, and long leather boots.

Facing Tang Xianwen and Huang Han, whose eyes were almost staring out, Luo Fatzi wiped the hot sweat on his head with a snow-white handkerchief, "Brother, this dress is more than ten silver coins, but the gold is expensive, it's just too tight." ”

Western-style tops are more visible than Chinese-style tops, and they catch up with the body shape of Luo Fatman, this round fat pig is really full of joy.

Tang Xianwen looked at Luo Fatzi's round belly in amazement, and stretched out his thumb, this hand shape was very popular under Zhao Lie's demonstration. He said in his heart, this is not only too tight, he is worried that Luo Fatzi will be able to tear his clothes with all his strength.

As soon as the gesture came out, Luo Fatzi immediately thought that he understood Tang Xianwen's meaning, and smiled proudly: "Brother, there is no way, I found out that Francois likes Mingren to wear their clothes the most, and I spent twelve silver coins on this dress." Speaking of this, Luo Fatzi's heartache and fat face twitched.

Huang Han looked at the round image of the fat man Luo, and then looked at the bun on his head, speechless for a while, this trip to Macau is really eye-opening, what kind of fucking outfit is this.

"Brother Luo is really daring, you are also the first one among the Ming people, and I want to see it, especially this black shoe. Tsk, it's shining. Tang Xianwen came to his senses and smiled and took a slap.

Luo Fatzi received it with a smile, tossed Erlang's legs, especially the black and shiny leather boots, and took a sip of tea, which was very obvious.

Tang Xianwen clapped his hands, and a few of his subordinates came up and presented ten gold ingots of five taels and one ingot.

"Brother Luo, this is a deposit, and after the matter is completed, I will give another fifty taels."

Luo Fatzi had forgotten to speak. The goldfish's eyes were almost blinded by the golden light.

Tang Xianwen and Huang Han looked at each other and smiled, and the big thing was done.

Zhao Lie came to see Alexandra again and invited her to go with her to help the victims, Alexandra readily agreed, of course, today is the Spring Festival, Zhao Lie specially ordered people to prepare more meat, and the poor also have to celebrate the New Year, of course, the next people also came a little more, nearly 100 people gathered in the square. Due to the distribution of food and clothing here for several days, hundreds of local homeless people in Macao have gathered here, and the whole square is crowded with people.

Alexandra smiled as she handed out food, candy, and meat to each of the victims. Zhao Lie was busy laying his hands, and the two looked at each other from time to time, hand in hand, and they were happy.

Zhao Lie peeked at ease and observed, only to see the soldiers led by Li Hu dressed up in rags beggars, quietly blending in the crowd, and also received some clothes and food decently, no different from the homeless people on the same side.

In the middle of the afternoon, the chamber was lit up, and the Governor of Macau, Masco, the Speaker of the Parliament, Alonzo, and the other six councilors talked with the Portuguese and Ming businessmen who came in the hall of the council.

Mascolus also took a sip of colorless brandy in his spare time, looking at Alonzo who was smiling and laughing with everyone, his heart was extremely aggrieved, more than two years after he came here, he, the governor of Macau appointed by the king, was an empty position, and the real power of Macau was in the hands of this hateful Alonzo, since Alonzo led the crowd to defeat the invasion of the Netherlands three years ago, his prestige in the whole of Australia is like the sky, and he controls the entire council chamber. It's hard to get here, and I can't fight this old fox no matter what, it's really frustrating.

Mascolu's gaze did not escape Alonzo's eyes, however, Alonzo didn't care, Macau is different from Goa, where Mascoluye used to serve, this is the territory opened up by the Portuguese merchants themselves, and the kingdom has not been bloody, so the council elected by a group of merchants has taken over the power and defeated the invasion of the Netherlands without the help of the kingdom, not to mention the governor appointed by the Spanish regent, it is useless for the governor appointed by the king of Portugal to come to Macau. Macau is far from Portugal, and the reason why it has today's prosperity is the result of the self-government of the merchants, and the Council will not easily let this victory go.

Alonzo understands that Masgar Road is also a small trouble, the real enemy is the Dutch, the English, in the past two years, no less than ten Portuguese merchant ships were robbed by these two robbers, the prosperity and security of Macao is a mortal threat, if the Portuguese can solve these two evil ghosts, Alonzo does not mind giving up control of Macau, however, Spain is caught in the civil war of the Holy Roman Empire, embarrassed, and stepped up the scraping of Portugal, and even directly intervenes in the Portuguese territory, if the governance of Macao is ceded, It can only make Macao more difficult. The current dinner party was held after the invasion of the Dutch people, in order to contact the Portuguese merchants to join the Portuguese system and attract the local Ming merchants to join the Portuguese system, you must know that the Dutch invasion of Macao, the most critical time, all the Portuguese merchants' Ming servants have been on the battlefield, so as to repel the invasion of hundreds of Dutch people, if the next time the Dutch and the English join forces to invade, Alonzo does not dare to imagine how to repel these two hungry wolves, but if there are many Ming merchants to join the system, Coupled with their armed forces to protect their families, Macau is as stable as a rock. In the past two years, the effect of enveloping has been quite good, and dozens of Ming businessmen have surrounded them.

Luo Fatzi led Tang Xianwen and Huang Han to pass through the guards at the door and enter the house, and then Tang Xianwen proposed to pay tribute, Luo Fatzi didn't want to tell him where to go, and the two of them came out, during which the two took out the half-foot sharp knife hidden in the hard soles of their boots. Luo Fatzi led the two to the hall, and when he saw Alonzo from a distance, he immediately loosened his waist, and pulled Tang Xianwen to Alonzo with a smile.

"Dear Speaker, I wish you a prosperous business and abundant wealth in the new year." Luo Fat's sycophants are like a tide.

Tang Xianwen and Huang Han took a good look at the fat man, learned from Zhao Lie, and scolded in their hearts, damn, the Spring Festival is the festival of the Ming Dynasty, okay, you fucking give New Year's greetings to the Xiyi people, don't pat the horse's feet.

"Mr. Luo is happy and wishes us all prosperity together in the new year." Luo Fatzi is the most active Mingren, and at this special moment, Alonzo has to give him enough face no matter what. Alonzo replied with a smile.

Mascolus also snorted coldly, for the natives, as a Portuguese nobleman's natural superiority made him very disgusted, yes, the natives, the Ming is just a slightly organized India, just India with a weak central dynasty, the experience in Goa made him think that the natives are usually rough and barbaric, this is just the appearance, in fact, they are most afraid of swords and guns, only iron and blood is the cornerstone of maintaining local order.

Luo Fatzi was flattered at this time, and the words of thanks came like a tide, making Huang Han convulsive, sweating on his head, and hurriedly stood on the side, making it look like I don't know you.

Tang Xianwen is one step forward, he really admires Luo Fatzi, don't blame him for his prosperous business, he is really a copper wall and iron sheet, he can bend and stretch, talent, think of Zhao Lie's famous words, the most valuable thing today is talent, this person will be of great use in the future Well, this Luo Fatman can be of great use in the words of Lord Zhao.