Chapter 90: The Tyrant of the Sea, the Flame Worshipper

Wen Ruoxu heard this, his face changed slightly, and he was about to speak, but he heard another person under the boat: "Wait, it is also elegant and rare in the next place, I heard that Wen Gongzi has this strange thing in his hands, and he is willing to buy it with a lot of money." ”

Ma Baoha, who was about to greet Wen Ruoxu with a smile, changed his face, and a trace of cold electricity suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he turned his head to look at the person who spoke.

Coming from the dock was a man no more than forty years old, dressed in a linen coat with the sleeves rolled up high, revealing two stout arms that shimmered with a bronze sheen.

Seeing that this person's outfit did not look like a person who could afford a lot of money, the onlookers couldn't help but show disdain, and they already regarded him as a troublemaker in their hearts.

When Ma Baoha saw this person clearly, his face showed a solemn expression, and he said in a deep voice: "This friend, there should be a first come, first come, first come." Since it was the old man who came first, the old man should discuss with Wen Gongzi first, and if the negotiation could not be reached, it would not be too late for the friend to speak again. ”

The man laughed and said: "Naturally, we must pay attention to the first come, first come, but we must pay attention to the highest price in business." If only the proprietor of Ma bids, how can Wen Gongzi know whether the treasure is expensive or cheap? There must always be a comparison to facilitate Wen Gongzi's reference. ”

Ma Baoha's face showed anger, but he seemed to be a little jealous of this man, and after all, he didn't have a seizure, but just snorted coldly: "Since Your Excellency wants to bid with the old man, the old man will accompany him to the end." ”

Suddenly, he raised his palms and struck each other three times, and a little farther away, twenty strong men came to this side, each of them carrying a large wooden box. When they went to the deck, they lined up five wooden crates under the command of Mabaoha.

Ma Baoha took matters into his own hands and lifted the lids of the five-mouth boxes one by one.

Everyone's eyes suddenly felt a silver light. When I looked closely, I saw that in each box were neatly stacked silver ingots. With the volume of these boxes, all the silver added up is afraid that it is not tens of thousands of taels.

Ma Baoha smiled suddenly, and arched his hand towards Wen Ruoxu: "Young Master Wen, there are a total of 50,000 taels of official silver here, and the old man is willing to take it all out and exchange it with Gongzi for that turtle shell!"

The onlookers exclaimed in unison, and their eyes were full of envy and jealousy when they looked at Wen Ruoxu.

Wen Ruoxu had a wry smile on his face, he arched his hand towards Ma Baoha, and when he was about to speak, the man rushed in front of him again and said: "Wen Gongzi makes a decision slowly, and let's see if a certain family pays for it." ”

Immediately, he followed the example of Mabaoha, and also raised his palms and struck each other three times.

Not far from the side of this sea vessel, a small boat with a mottled hull is moored. Two big men in Tsing Yi and strong suits with bright and unsheathed water-splitting knives stuck in their waists came out of the cabin. They carried two wooden boxes, one large and one small, and quickly disembarked from their own ship and went back to the deck of this ship.

The man also went to lift the lids of the two wooden boxes with his own hands, the large boxes were densely stacked yellow and clear gold bars, and the small boxes were crystal round pearls.

"This is three thousand taels of gold and twenty high-grade sea pearls, which can be converted into eighty thousand taels of silver, and please accept it with a smile!"

At this time, those businessmen and sailors who had gone to sea with Wen Ruoxu were all remorseful and painful, regretting that they had not gone to the desert island when they were moored at sea, so that Wen Ruoxu picked up this big bargain.

Ma Baoha sneered: "The old man's 'Treasure Garden' is not far from here, and if you wait for a while, the old man will order someone to go back to carry the silver taels immediately." The old man is willing to give up to 100,000 taels!"

The man's face was a little ugly, the wealth of the forces behind him was by no means below the other party, but this time he was in a guest place, and the property he brought with him was limited, and he couldn't fight the other party's head snake no matter what.

He sneered suddenly, took out something from his arms, and put it on top of the box of gold, with a faint hint of coldness in his tone: "I will use this thing as an add-on in the future, please consider it carefully!"

Everyone looked at that thing, but saw that it was a bronze token that collided the size of half a palm, and the upper circle was lower, and the surface of the token was engraved with the dark lines of the waves, and there were two black dragons coiled around the edge, and the word "order" in the middle was a seal.

"Sea King Order!" Seeing this token, the faces of all the maritime merchants and sailors on the ship changed dramatically at the same time. They traveled north and south, although they are not real Jianghu people, but their vision and knowledge are far from comparable to others, even if they have not seen it with their own eyes, they have heard of the existence of this token.

Since ancient times, the southeast coast has been a gathering place for pirates. They used many unknown islands in the vast sea as their lair, drove fast ships to plunder merchant ships at sea, and even invaded inland cities in groups at the most rampant. Now the Ming Dynasty has implemented the policy of banning the sea, although it has effectively stopped the spread of the plague of the pirates to Middle-earth, but it has also made the sea completely become a paradise for these pirates to run rampant.

Twenty years ago, Zhang Zilie, who was less than thirty years old, led three sea ships and more than 200 followers to rise in the East China Sea, known as the "Black Dragon Army". It is rumored that this person is a descendant of Zhang Shicheng, who competed with Emperor Taizu Hongwu for the world, and when he debuted, he cultivated to have reached the innate realm, and swept the seven seas with a single hand of "Nine Tricks of the Wind Knife" without any opponents, and finally developed the "Black Dragon Army" into a behemoth with tens of thousands of people and more than 1,000 large and small sea ships, and Zhang Zilie was also given the title of "Dragon King" by all the heroes of the sea to show respect.

Today's "Black Dragon Army" is no longer even engaged in low-level undertakings such as plundering, but occupies the largest shipping routes on the sea, on the one hand, it does its own maritime trade, and on the other hand, it uses a few key islands to levy taxes on passing merchant ships, as if it has become the prototype of a maritime kingdom.

Everyone present is begging for a living at sea, and they should be under the jurisdiction of the "Black Dragon Army", and this time they have paid taxes in accordance with the rules and regulations, and at this moment they saw the legendary "Dragon King" Zhang Zilie's "Sea King Order" used to order the seven seas, how can anyone keep calm, and one by one they gave Wen Ruoxu a wild look, signaling him not to covet the benefits promised by Ma Baoha, otherwise this group of people will not have to think about going to sea by boat in the future.

This time it was Ma Baoha's turn to look ugly, and he said coldly: "Your Excellency is really a good man under the command of King Zhang Long, I don't know how to call it?"

The man said leisurely: "Well, in Xia Zhang Kun, he is a little steward who runs errands for the Dragon King." ”

Ma Baoha slowly reached into his arms, also took out a black iron cast token and put it on the silver box, and said lightly: "The old man also has an additional head here, please Gongzi Wen must give face." ”

Everyone saw that there was a raging gilded flame in the token, and there were some strange words around it, but they didn't know what it was.

"Golden Flame Order?" the Kun looked surprised, "It turns out that the proprietor is actually a Zoroastrian, disrespectful!"

Although everyone present had not heard of any "Zoroastrianism", they saw that Zhang Kun seemed to be jealous in his expression, and they also knew that it was not a good way, and they were all worried about Wen Ruoxu, because he was destined to promise to offend the other party, even if he got the wealth of the sky, he was afraid that he would not be blessed to enjoy it.

At this time, Wen Ruoxu finally had a chance to speak, he smiled bitterly and bowed to each side, and sighed: "The two of you have been arguing for a long time, why don't you ask in the next sentence, whether the turtle shell is still in Wen's hands?"