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The Renaissance brought ideological emancipation to Europe, and it was the foundation of modern culture and art aesthetics, and the ideological engine for the development and progress of European society. It has to be said that the social effect contained in artistic aesthetics also played a magical catalytic role in the rise of the bourgeoisie.

The pursuit of art in the whole society not only made the 17th century the golden age of the European Renaissance, but also made aesthetics a fashion in Europe, and the tulip fever is one of the best variants. A scholar once wrote in his diary: "She is so dazzling, so gorgeous that you can't open your eyes, so perfect that you can't breathe." ”

In 1593, a Viennese botanist brought a batch of tulips cultivated in Turkey to Leiden, the Netherlands. Perhaps the flowers that could bloom on this bulb were truly intoxicating, or perhaps perhaps it was the curiosity of the rarity that preceded it, and for a while, the tulips became the focus of discussion in Leiden's upper class.

Next, history has staged a classic case of social economy: the tulip bubble. This began at the beginning of the 17th century and eventually swept through all of Europe, represented by the Netherlands, in the thirties of the 17th century, opening up another battlefield in which the Thirty Years' War was almost entirely lost. The bulbs of the small lily family were hyped to a price that was so hot that a famous tulip bulb was enough to buy a huge manor, so everything from the royal family to the peddlers and pawns fell into it.

The reason why people are willing to pay a premium for something, regardless of its true value, is because they expect a bigger fool to buy it from them at a higher price. This is the "Bo Fool Theory", and tells people the most important truth: in this world, stupidity is not terrible, what is terrible is to be the last fool.

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Tuesday, November 18, 1625, Azoret Serra.

It is a dedicated port belonging to the American Concession. The Prisoner Bull Short Shirt-class flying shear merchant ship is slowly drifting off shore. The ship was loaded with all kinds of industrial and agricultural raw materials, as well as the last batch of European immigrants who were granted visas this year.

The Prisoner Bull's departure did not mean that the dock workers could be idle, and then the large flying shear merchant ship Ao Lie, docked on the side of the dock, opened its cargo hatch again, like a little dinosaur waiting to be fed, with its mouth wide open, waiting for someone to fill its belly. Yesterday, it had just unloaded 100,000 pieces of cotton and wool blends.

Now, whether it is Angloporta Sanshero or the American Concession, in the eyes of all European businessmen. This American Republic of China is like a monster that can never be fed. All kinds of metal ores, textile fibers, animal and vegetable fats and fats, and even a large number of inexplicable things, can be sold to the merchants of this country, and then from the other party to buy all kinds of exquisite and practical goods.

In the twenties of the 17th century, the "scissors difference" of industrial products was quietly staged, and the once remote and desolate island of Terceira was becoming a "meat grinder with the smell of precious metals", constantly devouring European merchants who had thrown themselves into the net.

The southern coast of the American Concession. In the Atlantis Leisure Resort, a group of Spanish and Portuguese aristocrats are lingering. Only here, can they lie in the hot springs in broad daylight unscrupulously, touch the smooth and tender hostess in their arms, taste wine and enjoy the scenery. The ladies, on the other hand, lived in secluded garden villas, enjoyed a full 17th-century skin care and paid a fortune for a sumptuous garment or makeup. A half-month vacation package costs only $1,500. You can enjoy a comfortable service that you have never thought of in the past, and the fatigue of the whole year will be swept away.

This month's net income has exceeded 20,000 US dollars, which makes the big boss of Atlantis Resort Shi Wenbo happy. The latest batch of wealthy businessmen from the Netherlands have booked a holiday for next month in order to further improve the quality of service. Svenbeau plans to accept the construction of a Venetian chamber of commerce and bring in a group of Arab beauties to create more exotic atmospheres.

In one of the most secluded oriental garden villas in the resort, a few capitalists who had come to the local area for a recuperation vacation were soaking in the hot springs. While drinking juice, we chatted about a lot of business experience.

Yang Wenwen did not go into the water because she was pregnant. Instead, she was lying on a wooden recliner in a cool suit, a small umbrella to block the sun, and a young female assistant to the president dressed in a Western-style dress beside her was bowing her body and listening carefully to her arrangement.

"Igrena, remember that these gifts must be delivered to the customer before Christmas, no matter what method is used!" Yang Wenwen flipped through the group's business report and deliberately drew a horizontal line under the names of some European agents, "These people will send a business manager to visit the door, and next year's contract renewal cannot be relaxed." ”

"Yes, ma'am. Do you need a reply to Mr. Adelaide's letter to purchase a new ship? ”

As the only Swedish beauty who was "taken from Swenbo's mouth" and completed the immigrant visa by Yang Wenwen herself, a few years later, the 20-year-old Igrena has become Yang Wenwen's most personal female assistant, and has an important identity that directly conveys Yang Wenwen's highest instructions.

"Let him call for himself! But sue him, this time I have to let Beiyang Shipping Company reduce the price again! We've bought several ships over the years, so we always have to say a little bit to old customers, right? Yang Wenwen took the letter, just glanced at it, and signed her name. As soon as she handed the letter back to the female assistant, she suddenly remembered something, so she smiled mysteriously: "Igrena, I heard that you had dinner with Mr. Shi of Beiyang Shipbuilding Company some time ago?" Started dating? ”

"Nope! No...... According to your orders, deal with the maintenance contract of the company's fleet at the end of the year......" Igrena's face turned red at once, and she quickly lowered her head and said in a huff.

"That sullen person is okay, let him serve us snacks and arrange maintenance time early." Yang Wenwen turned over carefully, showed a mysterious smile, and said, and secretly turned her gaze to Ren Changle in the hot spring pool. "I don't object to your relationship, but you have to look carefully, these men, it's hard to say what they think in their hearts."

In the hot springs, Ren Changle, who was slightly blessed, was comfortably leaning against the edge of the pool with his arms outstretched, chatting with Migu, a big smuggler who rarely returned to the Azores.

"Come on, I'll see." Ren Changle stretched out his hand and took a bulb that looked like an onion from Migu's hand. Curious, "Tsk, how much?" 200 Spanish silver dollars each? I seem to remember that in history, there was an unlucky guy who ate a tulip worth thousands of guilders as an onion. ”

"Now the market has just risen, and Fan Li didn't collect much this time, more than a hundred, and spent more than 10,000 yuan, a little trouble." Miku smiled faintly, as if he didn't take this money seriously at all now.

All kinds of smuggling trade. A large number of good things that are restricted in Europe have entered the mainland through guò Migu's channels, coupled with the fully authorized arms smuggling trade qualifications in China, it is now difficult to guess Migu's net worth.

"Hehe, why don't I also become a shareholder, and let's make this business bigger together?" Ren Changle was happy. The movement in his hand was a little bigger, and as a result, the tulip bulbs worth one or two hundred dollars fell directly into the hot spring, and he was so frightened that he quickly fluttered and scooped it up, for fear that the temperature of the hot spring would make this golden egg lose something.

"It's late, Su Zining has already used the name of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs to let the European Intelligence Department take over Fan Li's line." Migu lightly lowered his voice, because of the storage of sunglasses. It is impossible to see his gaze and expression, "Fan Li is authorized to 'rob the tulip economy', and he is ready to play a long-term game, and our capital cannot be compared with the country." It's okay to play a little bit, don't get into it. ”

"Damn, Su Zining is really unkind! Scooping up money for his Ministry of Foreign Affairs is not soft at all! When Ren Changle heard this, he was helpless.

"France has big things to happen next year. It is estimated that it will cost a lot by then, and there will be problems with Ireland and Scotland. The country is so much about the 'special funds' of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and Su Zining can only think of other ways...... "Migu is quite figured out, and he doesn't seem to care about how much light he can get in the tulip economy, "But did you find it, Su Zining has suppressed a lot of action plans during this time, so that Fan Li and I have nothing to do, and our days are very boring." ”

"He has a pimple in his heart." Ren Changle thought for a while, and finally sighed, "Last time, he planned to go to France in person, so Yan Xiaosong and I persuaded him for a long time. Now that he's like this again, I'm afraid it will continue for a while. ”

"What do you say in China?" Migu finally took off his sunglasses, revealing a hint of concern.

"I didn't say much, or no one could say anything." Ren Changle pursed his lips and said that he was innocent, "The European agent plan was reported by the cabinet to the Congress, 100% of the responsibility is apportioned, he is not qualified to be 'qualified', 200% of the responsibility, he alone can account for 100%, it's as simple as that." ”

Hearing his friend say this, Migu was silent.

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In the Consulate General, Su Zining, accompanied by his wife Yuan Xinyi, was handling a piece of literature from home and abroad.

"Fan Li applied for direct arms for Frederick V? Monkey business! Su Zining held a letter sent from Amsterdam, the Netherlands, two months ago, and frowned.

"Why are you so angry? Fan Li is a man from the European Intelligence Division, and he should know more about the current situation. Yuan Xinyi hurriedly handed her husband coffee and comforted her husband's affection.

"It's too dangerous!" Su Zining directly made a big cross on the letter, and then stuffed a new envelope into it, which was regarded as a reply. After thinking about it for a while, it seemed that it was a little inappropriate, and quickly opened the envelope, "Wife, reply a coded letter to Fan Li for me, and ask him to prepare it in Amsterdam in advance, and a large number of French Protestant craftsmen will be exiled to the Netherlands next spring." ”

"Hehe, you're going to get someone again?" Yuan Xinyi smiled and unfolded the blank letterhead, admiring her husband's memory.

"Next year's religious conflict in France will be even more intense, and it will even lead France and Spain to make peace privately." Su Zining smiled and turned his gaze to the east, "If you can make some money, you can make some money, anyway, it doesn't cost anything." ”

"But I remember that the original plan was to have Fan Li behind the scenes to support the French Protestant aristocracy, and then the Spanish kingdom of Miguò to support the French government...... Why did the plan change again? Yuan Xinyi suddenly remembered a coded letter she ghostwrote to Migu at the beginning of this year.

"Don't worry, just wait......" Su Zining was stunned for a moment and slowly shook his head.

Looking at her husband's slightly haggard face, Yuan Xinyi didn't say anything and began to write the letter carefully.

After entering the second half of the year, the European Intelligence Department under the Ministry of Foreign Affairs has gained a lot on all fronts, but only in the economic field. A small-scale "tulip sniper battle" earned $50,000 for the intelligence department; Several batches of grain from the Baltic region changed hands and earned $150,000 in Hamburg, where the Holodomor broke out...... Combined, several benefits have exceeded the direct domestic allocations that the European Intelligence Division has received this year.

For the husband who was suddenly so enthusiastic about "economy" that he gave up most of the "business". Yuan Xinyi can only be attributed to the other party diverting his attention.

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Under the mountains to the northwest of the American Concession, a huge military camp is hidden in the midst of a verdant and beautiful forest.

On the flagpole next to the gate of the barracks, two flags are fluttering. On one side is the flag of the Army of the American Republic of China, and on the other side, a fierce North American bison head is painted on a black background, and below the bull's head, a Roman letter "i" marks the sequence of this unit in the formation of the Chinese American Army Foreign Legion.

In the barracks, a light infantry battalion totaling more than 370 officers and men is undergoing intense training, and most of the subjects are simple tactical action subjects.

Captain Scott, acting commander of the 1st Infantry Battalion of the Foreign Legion "Bison Brigade", was putting his hands behind his back. Accompanied by the adjutant and several sergeant majors of the company ranks, he stood quietly on the edge of the playground and watched the results of the training. I have to say that the soldiers of this army are really good, and about half of them have worked as mercenaries. The mercenaries under the European countries, which themselves were based on the Spanish phalanx, already had considerable queue discipline. Therefore, the training efficiency of the queue is far higher than that of the Wehrmacht's recruits, and it is only a month and a half. The basic queue training has been completed, and the tactical training subjects are half a month ahead of schedule.

"Maybe starting next week, the first phase of field training will be launched." Scott nodded with satisfaction and smiled at the lieutenant lieutenant beside him, "We don't really have much time, only four months to get them used to the latest equipment and tactics. ”

"Haha, yes. They have always had a lot of energy, and if they had been whipped more diligently, I believe they would have been eager to go into battle in two months' time. ”

Makarov, who served as a battalion sergeant major, was completely unrecognizable at this time to get out of a serious injury that was nearing death. Now he still looks like a tiger with a bear's back and a terrifying look towering behind Captain Scott.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I need you to be kind to soldiers, no matter who they were or where they came from. What can the future be, they are already part of this army now. Scott turned. Glancing at the senior non-commissioned officers present, his expression was extremely stern, "There are no more officers in the Army Command who can be deployed to the first battalion of the Bison Brigade, so you are the leaders and role models of the troops, and I don't want to hear any soldiers regret the choices they made!" ”

"In the middle of next month, the whole battalion will be transported to Bermuda for the second training camp, and I hope that every soldier will be full of energy by then." After Scott finished speaking, he led his adjutant towards the camp headquarters, leaving only a few sergeant majors looking at each other.

On the field, Yu Shan was "tormenting" a platoon of Foreign Legion recruits with a hippie smile, especially a few of them with similar personalities. In order to maintain his unique sense of existence, Yu Shan showed no mercy to this "idiot", and ordered the other party to run around the island in full gear.

The Foreign Legionnaires, who wore the same glamorous uniforms and steel helmets as the Wehrmacht, and had a special stamp embroidered on their left arm, were trained in military training that they had never experienced before, under the instructors sent by the Chinese Army Command. There were no covering musketeers, no opportunistic cavalry detachments, no safe cuirasses, and no imposing phalanx advances.

They crawled and rolled, jumping over walls and hurdles, digging pits and trenches, and doing a lot of tactical maneuvers that seemed to have no connection to the soldier's profession at all.

Some of the Foreign Legion soldiers, who had many years of experience in warfare, were skeptical of the "thin weapons" issued to them by their commanders. But when the organ machine gun, which can fire at least 100 rounds per minute in the weapon adaptability demonstration, appeared, the old fritters all shut up.

"What a bunch of idiots, why didn't you check your brains properly when you had a physical exam?! Pay attention to my passwords and gestures, I mean all get down! It's not for you to charge! ”

The exaggerated shouting and scolding of Sergeant Major Makarov, who had come to check the results of the training, reappeared, and several young Foreign Legion soldiers were blushing and looking at the sergeant instructor Yu Shan on the side, at a loss.

"Okay, now you won't even understand what I'm scolding......" Makarov turned his head helplessly, beckoned to Yu Shan, and the translator of the Consulate General in charge of coordinating the training of tactical passwords, "Mr. Translator, I need them to understand what I mean, just a few words!" Otherwise, I would have asked you to go to the front with me! ”

"But Mr. Sergeant Major, there are all sorts of people in them, Poland, Scandinavia, Italy, Holland, Scotland, Bohemia...... If you don't have more than half a year, maybe your commander should have a dozen translators for each company. The interpreter spread his hands with a wry smile on his face, indicating that he had done his best.

"Well, there are still a few months, and if they are smart enough, they should at least understand the order to 'retreat'! Otherwise, just wait for your life! Makarov exhaled a long breath, then looked at Yu Shan who showed an innocent expression beside him, and his face instantly collapsed again, "What should I say about you, my dear Sergeant Yu Shan." You have to admit that stupidity is really contagious, and now it has flooded to a platoon! ”

"That's because you didn't give the order to 'eat,' sir, sir, they're smart!" Yu Shan straightened his chest and spoke eloquently.

"Hell, you learned to defy me...... I'm going to send you to the front, definitely! Makarov scolded and walked away, and Yu Shan stood where he was, shrugged his shoulders, and smiled cheekily.

Just when Yu Shan was training the Foreign Legion soldiers "hard", in the classroom of the Army School at West Point, far away in North America, Qiao Yan was taking classes seriously. On the blackboard in the classroom, there was a familiar example of the Battle of Butterfly Island East Island, and the Colonel He Yuzhong explained the battlefield analysis to the non-commissioned officers who were trained as officers in a novel way. (To be continued)