"How much can I take?"

"This thing is worthless, these are piled up in the warehouse all year round, you can take them all, and you don't need to estimate that they will be broken."

"Thank you, brother!"

Liu Yifeng was a little shocked, the conversation with the junior official of the Maritime Safety Bureau just now was about the spices on the list, from the star anise, fragrant fruit, cinnamon, Sichuan pepper, nutmeg, tangerine peel, and some other that he didn't know, the junior official let him take whatever he wanted.

Spices were hard currencies for international trade before the Industrial Revolution, but he didn't expect them to be piled up so much in the ghost town, that the oldest ones would be moldy.

Li Hongji was also among the people who came, and he was also shocked. When he served in the Southern Army, he stayed in Fujian all the year round, and knew very well that the Franco merchants who came from the sea used the silver of white flowers to buy spices every year, but he did not expect such valuable spices to be so widespread in this bitter cold land.

"It's normal." An old crew member heard the discussion between Liu Yifeng and Li Hongji and said: "In the first few years of Dongshan Prefecture's development, domestic commercial banks thought that Dongshan Prefecture, like Nanyang, was full of business opportunities. ”

"They took spices, ceramics and silk across the ocean to Dongshan Prefecture, and found that there was no one there at all, and they didn't know who to sell the goods to."

"The immigrants couldn't eat such a large amount at all, and those trading houses decided to bring some special products from Dongshan Prefecture back to Daming to gamble on their luck, so the goods were sold cheaply in all the Han immigration points along the way."

"The ghost city continues to sail eastward for 15 days, and it is the westernmost island in Dongshan Prefecture."

It seems that these spices were sold cheaply by those trading houses at the beginning, no wonder there are so many. In addition to this, Liu Yifeng also guessed again that he should be in Kamchatka, which is actually very, very close to the Aleutian Islands, the westernmost part of North America.

Later, Liu Yifeng also found vermicelli, this kind of naturally dried starch food is the best to preserve, and it is basically the staple food in the ghost city.

After returning to the kitchen lent to them by the Maritime Safety Bureau, Liu Yifeng commanded everyone to get busy, and he wanted to make sauerkraut stew.

There are more than 200 people, just him and a helper, and they are tired to death if they want to make a little more fine. Therefore, this kind of more bold stew is the most suitable.

Leaving the crew to supervise the people to cut vegetables and meat and soak the vermicelli, Liu Yifeng personally divided the soaked spices into 10 large portions, which corresponded to ten cauldrons. Then he personally put oil and stir-fried spices in one pot after another, poured in minced meat and sauerkraut, and added water to stew and taste.

Soon, the unique aroma of sauerkraut stew wafted out, and everyone was swallowing wildly.

Counting the heat, Liu Yifeng added the cut vermicelli, covered the pot and continued to simmer.

A quarter of an hour later, he had the bonfire under the pot extinguished, and assigned a convincing person to each pot to be in charge of managing more than 20 people, and a group of red-eyed dry rice people devoted themselves to the glorious dry rice business.

The crew and the people were completely integrated at this moment, their foreheads were covered with beads of sweat, and from time to time they opened their mouths and let out a large amount of hot air to relieve the pain of being burned. No one spoke, only the crazy dry rice man who stewed dead dough bread and sauerkraut.

Until Liu Yifeng came out with more than 30 Japanese slave girls and walked in front of a wooden barrel that he fished out in advance.

"Look at what, people are also people, and people also have to eat, so if you don't eat, you will wash the dishes for me!"

Immediately, the people buried their heads in the bowl again, but the taste of the sauerkraut stew began to be remembered very much, and they kept peeking at the Japanese slave girls with their spare eyes.

The Japanese slave girls were very scared, but they were really hungry, and they couldn't eat sauerkraut and white flour cakes in their hometown, and they were all desperately swallowing their saliva.

Just when a few flexible slave girls were thinking about whether they could find someone to accompany him to change a bowl of sauerkraut to stew all night, Liu Yifeng said: "He is a bame hew." ”

Although the pronunciation is very inauthentic, it is indeed the meaning of "eat" in Japanese, and the Japanese slave girls looked at Liu Yifeng in shock, until he said "he bemaxiu" again before he sat down cautiously and ate excitedly. Dozens of seconds later, their eating appearance was no different from those people's.

A crew member slipped over at this time, and his eyes were full of the meaning that a man could understand at a glance, which is the so-called food and clothing and lust.

"Wait until they finish first."

Liu Yifeng only has basic sympathy for these Japanese female slaves, their fate is doomed, even if they choose it themselves, Liu Yifeng is powerless and does not intend to save.

And he had already heard from the crew that these female slaves were working in exchange for food in their bodies, and they were probably used to this kind of life.

"Liu Yifeng, Liu Yifeng come out."

Everyone turned their heads to look at the door, and the official of the Maritime Safety Bureau, who had authorized Liu Yifeng to manage them, walked in with a person who looked like a senior official of the Maritime Safety Bureau and a small child.

"Your Excellency."

"What are you eating?"

"Oh, some sauerkraut and vermicelli found in the warehouse, and I cooked a pot of mixed soup with jerky and ate it with cakes."

It sounds very much like the people's food, but these people who usually eat very delicately are not afraid of the fragrance, especially the child in the brocade robe, who walked directly to the pot surrounded by a group of people's husbands, scooped it up with a wooden spoon and smelled it.

"This is the steward of our Liugui Prefecture Maritime Safety Bureau."

"Your Excellency."

The steward of the Maritime Safety Bureau drew his attention from the sauerkraut stew: "I heard that you are very popular on the ship. ”

"It's not good, I'm a cook, so I know each other."

"Then let me ask you, captain, how much do you know about their smuggling?"

"Lord Steward, I'm just a man who knows a little cooking, and I was promoted by the captain to be the cook on the ship. The captain's smuggling, even the crew members only found out today, I really don't know anything. ”

Liu Yifeng is telling the truth, and he is not ready to wade into this troubled water.

The steward of the Maritime Safety Bureau was originally tempted, and the real purpose of his visit was to inspect the work of his subordinates, and when he saw that the people and crew were all arranged, he was ready to leave. But when he left, he found that the little child who came with him actually asked the people for a clean wooden bowl, scooped up the bowl and stewed it and ate it.

"My lord, I'll call him."

The steward shook his head slightly, and motioned for everyone to stand still and wait for the child to finish a few bites and return to the group before leaving.

This scene made Liu Yifeng raise his eyebrows, it seems that this child who is less than 15 years old has an unusual identity.

"Brother Wu, how does it taste?"

"Back to the steward, it's very fragrant, if it weren't for the dinner I had, I would definitely have to eat another bowl."

"Yes, I didn't expect that there were such characters among the shipmen, and a cook could be considered capable if he could get acquainted with the entire crew of the ship."

"Lord Steward, how long will the captain be locked up?"

"Brother Wu, the captain is not a problem at all, the Maritime Safety Bureau of Liugui City has a captain and a navigator, the question is when Lord Song will get out of bed."

"Hey, Imperial Doctor Li said that the teacher needs to recuperate for at least 5 days."

The two were silent.

One person is worried that his teacher's appointment may be delayed, and the other person is worried that such a big official will stay in his own territory, and whether he can hide the dirty things he has done.

"I hope Lord Song will get better soon."