Seeing this group of crooked melons and cracked dates, Chen Laohu's nose was almost crooked!

The people who came were dressed in tattered Italian military uniforms, but ......

But you're wearing a whole fucking outfit!

The military hat counted as a piece, fastened to the head of a child who looked twelve or thirteen years old.

Kids......!

It's reasonable to stutter, who doesn't have children.

The tunic was draped over a fat man who was clearly ill-fitting, and was dressed in a tight, horselike coat worn by a tartar.

The pants on the lower body are worn on a guy who is as thin as a bamboo pole.

Chen Laohu was skeptical that his two legs could reach through one trouser leg.

Looking at the bald heads of these two goods, the snow-white hair on the sideburns, Chen Laohu was helpless. Old man!

Forget about stuttering, who doesn't have an old man.

But this guy who is more than one meter tall and has tendons and meat is wearing nothing, and he dares to pretend to be an Italian soldier?

"What's going on?" Chen Laohu pointed at this big man.

"He said he was wearing military boots and was a militiaman." The staff officer in charge was also helpless.

"Min......!"

Chen Laohu's nose was almost crooked, there are still militias in this hellish place in Italy?

"Serve a meal, and then send it away." Chen Laohu waved his hand angrily.

"Deputy Commander, no. Just that militia, they all came three times. I was sent back the day before yesterday, and I ran back in a rowing boat.

I suspect that the people around him are all relatives of his family.

Originally, it was enough to give a bowl of noodles, but now it is necessary to serve canned beef.

If you don't give it, you won't leave, and you'll be dead-skinned.

There are also those who don't leave, saying that they will commit suicide by jumping into the sea when they are sent away. ”

"If you want to die, you can die, it's about our birds." Chen Laohu waved his hand irritably.

"No, deputy commander, there will be more and more people like this. How many people are there in Italy? Tens of millions, we can't afford to raise it.

Don't you know, I've eaten more than three tons of somen noodles in the past few days.

That's more than three tons! ”

"Fucking ...... too!" Chen Laohu also scratched his head.

Three hundred are here today, and five hundred will come tomorrow. The day after tomorrow, maybe a thousand people.

After a few months or two, tens of thousands of people must not come.

Three hundred, five hundred, it's not a problem.

But tens of thousands of people are a thing!

No matter how rich the Ming is, it is impossible to raise the Italians.

"Deputy Commander, my subordinates have suggestions."

"Say!" Chen Laohu waved his hand irritably.

"We're at war with the Europeans, and this trade is broken.

I've heard that Italians are born to do business, how much we hoard in the country.

When I came, I saw that Alexandria was full.

Cotton cloth, food, soap, matches, and other daily necessities were piled up everywhere.

I thought, the Italians must need these things too.

We might as well pull everything over and let the Italians go upside down in Italy.

In this way, we can also make some money, if we do it well. Our goods can continue to be dumped in Europe, and there is no way to make our Daming things cheap and of good quality.

Even if these fallen masters are allowed to make a profit, our Daming will still make a profit.

What's the matter, it's better than letting our Ming things pile up in the wind and rain in the freight yard. ”

"Huh......! You're a talent, so you'll do it. Chen Laohu's eyes widened, not to mention that this method of relying on smuggling is really good.

At the very least, the money to feed these people can be earned.

It also saves the loss of those goods piled up by Daming, killing two birds with one stone, and really killing two birds with one stone.

"What's your name?" Chen Laohu was very interested in this sensible staff officer.

"Xiaguan Shi Lang!"

"Shi Lang? Okay, I remember you. This matter is clear, you major to lieutenant colonel, I said. ”

Chen Laohu patted Shi Lang's shoulder very proudly, it is definitely a happy thing to have such a smart subordinate.

"Thank you for the promotion of the deputy commander, and the subordinate will handle it."

Chen Laohu can be regarded as solving a problem, Daming's factory developed early, and the scale is large enough.

The large scale is lower than those small factories in Europe!

In addition, the shipping ships of Daming have become larger and larger in recent years, and the oil is still cheap, and the freight is too low.

This is also the reason why the Ming Dynasty and Europe are at loggerheads, but Europeans cannot do without Ming goods.

Italians also have to eat and get dressed. You also have to use soap to do your laundry, as well as new laundry detergent.

Everyone must eat, drink, and lazar, and have to eat, drink, and live in clothing.

When he came, Chen Laohu had a sad face, but when he left, he was smiling.

"Boss, did the deputy commander agree?" Looking at Chen Laohu's back, a staff officer came over.

"Agreed! Brother, we're going to send it. ”

"Really, it's done.

The French lack oil and have blue eyes, and they use gold to buy refined oil.

It's sent! It's sent! Hehehe......! ”

The staff officer laughed like a coughing toad.

"Eat, eat, go back and bring them some soap matches or something.

The next time you come back, remember to bring the money back. Remember, as long as we have a silver dollar. ”

"Isn't the Ming silver dollar fake? How can it be ......! ”

"The silver dollars they make look like the real thing, the same flowers. It also saves us from making it in the Ming Dynasty!

Besides, it is actually difficult for them to ask for a Ming silver dollar. Do you expect them to get their hands on gold?

Smuggling this little thing is a trivial matter, but the important thing is the refined oil business.

It's time to hit the dots up and down, and it's okay. ”

Seeing that the little staff officer was still a little hesitant, Shi Lang looked around and whispered: "The big boss of this matter is at the commander-in-chief's wife."

Zheng family, do you know? Our Da Honglu of the Ming Dynasty is the cousin of his wife.

What kind of person is Da Honglu, our handsome student.

Got it? ”

"Understood! Understand! Hearing that there was such a big backer above, the little staff officer hurriedly nodded yes.

The Italians finished their noodles and told them to go back on their own.

The Italians immediately made an uproar, and in the past, the Ming sent ships to send them back. It's tiring to row back and forth!

At first, the Italians were reluctant, but they saw that the Ming people filled their ships with scarce supplies.

There's even the most in-demand sugar cube!

The burly officer told them to take the goods back. The next time you come back, you can exchange the money for the next shipment.

There is only one condition, that is, to ask for a Ming silver dollar, not to pull any bullshit.

Originally, I came here just to make a living. I can't eat in Italy, otherwise who would row a boat here to eat noodles.

Now not only is there a full meal, but the ship is also full of urgently needed supplies.

That's a joy to see, and it's still on credit. You can pick up the goods first and pay later!

If you want to say that the Ming people do business, it is atmospheric, and it is much better than the stingy French.

Now the Italians are regretting that the boat they rowed over was too small to hold much goods.

In fact, originally, they also wanted to throw away these boats, so they rowed all broken boats, and some even leaked, so they needed to scoop water outside while rowing.

Shi Lang watched a boatload of Italians leave and smiled with satisfaction.

Those who ventured to Daming to eat were all poor Italians at the bottom.

They knew best who needed what, and they sold the goods before they could get back.

Then they found the black market and exchanged the Italian lira in their hands for the Ming silver dollar.

Soon the smuggling business between Sicily and the Italians gradually flourished, and even in Rome there were large quantities of Ming goods.

Shi Lang was busy transferring domestic supplies from Alexandria every day, and while he was doing something backwards, money continued to flow into his pockets day by day.

However, the business of smuggling refined oil products to the French did not make much progress.

After all, the two countries are at war.

The French did not dare to get involved in the business of the Ming Dynasty, and Mula was very strict in this regard.

Several pirates who were interested in smuggling Daming oil products met Shi Lang only twice, and his body was hung on the head of Marseille.

Shi Lang was a little worried, after all, smuggling refined oil is the real big business.

That's traded in gold!

Just when Shi Lang was sitting in the office at a loss, the little staff officer knocked on the door and came in: "Big brother, there is an Italian named Alpacino looking for you."

He said that there was a way to smuggle refined oil products to France. ”