After dinner, Franz had to rush into the toilet.

It's not that he wants to snap his throat, but to release water, after all, he drank too many drinks in one night.

After that, he returned to his room under the protection of the guards, and when he entered the room, he found that Friedrich was indeed boiling barnacles.

Of course, compared to the vigorous or the big salt fir sound, directly use tweezers to clip out the barnacle meat, pass the water, dip it in mustard, and eat it raw!

"Wasabi! Where did you get this stuff from? ”

Franz asked curiously, after all, he had not yet encountered a shop selling wasabi during his trip to the South Seas. Of course, he didn't know that this was his own misunderstanding.

It seems that only Chinese and Japanese people are fond of this ingredient, but in fact, green mustard originated in Europe and is a common condiment.

"Kitchen," replied the Great Salt Shanyin.

"How could there be such a thing on a ship?" Franz asked, somewhat confused.

"Every ship will bring some of this stuff and add dishes to prevent the crew from having diarrhea. It's just an ordinary condiment, what's all the fuss about? Friedrich said nonchalantly.

"Oh"

"Is there any business opportunity?" Friedrich felt that Franz always had some outlandish ideas.

"Nope."

"Archduke Franz, would you like to taste it?" The big salt Shanyin asked expectantly.

Franz made a look of embarrassment, after all, he had the impression that mustard was only used in the whole person.

"That's a shame." The big salt Shanyin put a barnacle meat stained with mustard in his mouth, and after savoring it, he showed a very intoxicated expression.

But Franz still found it scary, so he turned to Friedrich and asked.

"Do you eat it too?"

Friedrich glanced at Franz, then spooned a spoonful of mustard and put it on his plate.

Just as Franz was curious about what to do next, Friedrich picked up the plate and swept away the mustard with his tongue, revealing a fierce expression that reminded Franz of the assassin who had licked the poison dart and died.

"It tastes good!"

Franz's whole body was numb, so he took the opportunity to find a corner and sat down.

"Why do you invite those nostril-nostriled Brits to dinner? Have you forgotten how arrogant they were with us before? ”

Friedrich was still full of incomprehension and disagreement with Franz's banquet for the British, after all, on the way here, the Anglo-Saxons, who started as pirates, made things difficult for their own fleet, which laid the groundwork for the later shooting of the opposing soldiers by the Imperial soldiers.

During the previous trip to the South Seas, the Royal Navy sent a fleet to follow the Austrian counterparts all the way, and even played deliberately provocative tricks, such as opening the gun doors to show off their strength.

This was of course a great displeasure on the part of the Austrian Empire, which was almost indistinguishable from a declaration of war.

But in the face of the British Indian Ocean Fleet, even Friedrich, who was full of energy and confidence, did not think that there was any certainty of victory.

Even if they were lucky enough to defeat each other, they would have to face the encirclement and interception of their African and Mediterranean fleets on the way back, which was an endless and impossible task.

However, time has passed, and a sudden tsunami a few days ago completely overturned the British people's incomparably firm self-confidence, and two of the eight battleships anchored in Calcutta were directly scrapped, and the remaining six became a bunch of "landlubbers" at this time.

As for the local East India Company employees in India, they had even changed their faces to please their new masters, and their pious expressions seemed to be like pilgrimages.

In fact, these "chameleons" cannot be blamed, although the Austrians have only been here for more than a day, they seem to be even more terrible than the British.

Both in terms of the size of the ships and the appearance and quality of the officers and men, this Austrian ocean-going fleet was far stronger than the British colonial forces in India.

The Indian compradors, who were accustomed to seeing the wind and steering, naturally saw this, and tonight many Kshatriya girls boarded the Austrian warships to fight the officers and sailors, and of course other well-intentioned people also intentionally or unintentionally obtained a lot of information from them and other channels about the number of British troops in Kolkata and the deployment of defenses.

However, Franz, who received this valuable information, was not crazy enough to take India, he only deduced from this information the primary reason why the British had suddenly become so cowardly.

There were more than 3,000 British troops stationed in Calcutta, but more than half of them belonged to the navy, and the Indian native soldiers numbered more than 10,000, but the equipment and morale of those men alone were not enough to support them to start a war with the real army.

"As the proverb says, how arrogant they were before, how lowly they are now." Franz replied with a smile.

"Don't be easily fooled by their appearance, those who are unruly will not give in. What you see now is only superficial deference, but in fact, when we come back next time, they will still have the same face as before. ”

Friedrich, as a military man, had his own pride, so did not agree with his nephew's conclusions.

"This may be what Mencius said, mighty and unyielding." Franz sighed in his heart, and then the conversation changed,

"Uncle Friedrich, in fact, my purpose just now was to make those Englishmen live in peace."

"Really? So why is it a different scene in front of me? They devoured like beggars who had not eaten for three days, wasting a lot of valuable supplies on our ship. Friedrich said with a hint of sarcasm.

"Uncle Friedrich, you are wrong. It was their own supplies, and I just redistributed them a bit. ”

Franz explained slowly, a day of looting had paid off the Imperial Fleet. And the right to control the allocation of resources has directly turned him into the "big man" here.

Several German merchants and Italian laborers were also found during the relief process, and they were not only better cared for, but also recovered their losses.

These businessmen and laborers have been sleeping abroad for many years, and this experience can be said to have completely changed them. For the first time in their lives, they were glad they were German/Italian.

They are proud of who they are at the moment, but in the near future it will turn into a real sense of pride.

"No wonder that chubby man boasts every day that you are a great man from heaven..."Friedrich didn't know what to say for a while, he thought that Franz's "saint" was sick and had a fever in his head before he went to save people.

"What about being generous to others, as long as the result is good, it can't be considered wrong. If we hadn't maintained order and effectively organized our efforts to help the disaster, God knows how many people would have died. ”

Franz's righteous and awe-inspiring words were as if it were all meant to be. The big salt Shanyin who had not interjected next to her felt more and more that he was right, after all, in her life experience, order would collapse after every tsunami, and a series of human tragedies would occur.

"Sometimes I really think you should be a philosopher. Okay, so what are you going to do next? ”

"The Indians sitting at the table just now are all rich and powerful local aristocrats. They were apparently not treated well by the British, who coveted their land and wealth. And what we can do is protect them. ”

As soon as he said this, he was interrupted by Friedrich.

"Do you want to create a protectorate and then collect protection money from it?"

Franz was speechless for a while, it seemed that this guy who was immersed in the navy really didn't know anything about politics, or the political methods of this era were too simple.

"Nope! To do so would be to anger the British, and we are not in a position to confront them head-on for the time being. ”

"Is there any other way?"

"Free trade!"

"Speak human words!"

"Sell guns, sell guns, whatever they want to buy, we sell. We can also provide mercenaries and commanders if necessary. ”

Friedrich asked, puzzled, "But this is the territory of the British, and they will not allow those goods to enter India." ”

"What do you think I'm doing with those pugs?" Franz asked rhetorically.

Friedrich gasped and looked at the big salt shan.

"Miss, I'm afraid you will be tricked into bed by this kid one day, and you will have to wash the quilt for him."

The big salt Shanyin responded with a smile.

"That's my pleasure."

(End of chapter)