The Volume of Changning Kingdom: Chapter 9 Basten, a naturalist with a half-barrel of water (1)
Wu Tingwei raised an objection: "There is a lot of precipitation in Brunei, and I don't know what the rivers have become after hundreds of years. And this recent Siriya River has been artificially transformed and used as a local mark..."
As soon as these words were spoken, Wu Tingwei realized that he had accidentally told the amazing truth. He quickly looked around to see if there were any naturalized people who were looking at each other. Fortunately, the naturalized people all consciously kept a certain distance when the leaders spoke.
Everyone discussed for a while but still didn't come up with a good plan. They decided to divide the troops into two groups: the fleet docked and camped, and then sent a small team to the west to carefully measure the distance between the three rivers.
Facts have proved that Wu Tingwei's concerns were redundant. After field exploration, except for the Siria River, which has changed greatly due to artificial transformation, the locations of the other two rivers did not change much. At this time, the Malay Yi River was much larger than the Wenlan River. Because it was located in the depth of tropical runoff and the rapid flow of water, it was a better source of living and drinking water; and the Balan River further west was the second largest river in Sarawak State, with a huge amount of water, forming a clear delta terrain at Mili Point, which provided a good landmark for the fleet.
Before the large fleet had finished unloading, the exploration team had successfully returned to the voyage after completing the measurement mission. After comparison, the fleet was now anchored within 100 meters east of the original Silla "Billion Barrels of Crude Oil" square. The error no longer affected the exploration work. The exploration team decided to land here and start the first oil mining journey in this time and space, while Huang Lu planned to replace the memorial statue of her own guiding oil development at the original "Billion Barrels of Crude Oil" in the future.
The seabed along the coast of Silla is very smooth, with a water depth of more than two meters long and nearly a hundred meters long. Therefore, the large-tonnage Sea Blue Yefeng fell off the anchor only from a distance, and the exploration team personnel disembarked from the rope net and then transferred to a small sailboat to land in batches.
The first thing people who go ashore do is to protect insects. During the development of Sanya Tiandu, it caused great obstacles due to the raging malaria. Various tropical diseases have been the number one enemy that has always troubled southward development.
Fortunately, the Siriya oil fields are all on the coast and there is no need to go deep into the rainforest for operations. The sanitary conditions on the coast are much better than those on the inland, at least there are much fewer mosquitoes. Various toxic insects and reptiles that threaten the health of workers are also rare.
However, the exploration team still put on long clothes and trousers in accordance with the requirements of the Ministry of Health, wearing cotton and linen-blend gloves on their hands, and the rattan hat on their heads was also specially designed. The wide brim was sewn with a circle of gauze that could be placed down to cover the entire face. In addition, the exposed parts of the skin were also coated with pyrethroid fat solvent.
Two team members were cleaning the low-lying water holes on the beach, and the other team members raised sulfur and mugwort in areas where the beach was over-the woods, and ignited all the plants that could be ignited together. A large area of smoke rose from the yellow, black and white on the beach to dance, scaring the native workers who followed him.
Two days after the senate oil exploration team pulled up the anchor from Mala Port, the Dutch merchant ship "Good Luck" with a tiny trace of repairs also swayed on the trestle bridge of Mala Port. Captain Armand, who escaped from the pirates, rushed off the ship and hugged the merchant Danbasten like a relative. Of course, they were really distant cousins. Captain Armand was inevitably cheated on two bottles of precious gawas from his cousin when kissing Basten.
"By the favor of the Lord, you have successfully escaped the disaster again. Cheers to your luck! Your ship is a well-deserved good luck."
"Grateful for the good luck given by my Lord must be the devout prayer for the Lord on weekdays. Cousin, guess who the Lord sent to save us?" Armand, who had encountered several deaths on the sea, is now becoming more and more pious. After all, in the vast sea, when facing danger, there is no more prayer than praying for God's protection.
"I guess it's Australian."
"Oh? How did you know?"
"Australians have been here. You can almost meet the time. Besides, in this place, only Australians can defeat the pirate ship that cannot even deal with your good luck."
"You are right!" Armand put down his wine glass and gritted his teeth. "Although my Good Luck is not an excellent warship, I am still very confident in her force. I didn't expect to encounter such a powerful pirate in the Far East. This is very strange."
"I'm afraid this group of pirates is notorious... and Australians are here... the area in Kalimantan is probably not peaceful." Danbasten held the wine glass and fell into thinking.
"Don't Australians just dig something in the soil here and what kind of oil come from? Besides, they are the largest buyers and suppliers in the entire Far East, so they should be our good partners."
"My cousin, you should listen to their views on the Far East Ocean. From the southern coast of East Asia to the vast ocean in Kalimantan, they are the real masters - what do you hear them call this ocean: the South China Sea. You are rescued by Australians because they believe they have the obligation to maintain the safety of navigation on this ocean."
“Isn’t this very good?”
"Obligation also represents power. If you enjoy the security provided by Australians, it is equivalent to recognizing Australians' power over the ocean." Van Basten said with a smile.
"As long as they don't charge money," Almander joked, "but this is the same as our old rival's demands for the North Sea and the Straits. It's just that Australians have a much bigger appetite."
"Organizing the ocean can make huge profits, and Australians have also seen the potential in this, but there are few such insightful people in both the seven provinces and Batavia. Our compatriots are fighting for gains and losses every minute, but they lack thought about the future of the ocean. I am afraid that we will lose the ocean in the future." Basten is often worried about the small Dutch businessmen who only value immediate interests, and also believes that the East India Company is seriously inadequate in preparation for future competition.
but……
"What does this have to do with me? I have been in East India for almost twenty years. I am still a low-level businessman." Van Basten said with complaints. "After all, why should I think about things that our master doesn't care about?"
"My cousin, although I have always admired your thinking talent, I don't think you have to worry about this matter. The sea is so vast that no one can control the ocean. Besides, you will listen to anyone who has more ships on this sea. Neither the British nor the Australians have as many ships as ours." Armander didn't think so much.
"Whoever controls the ocean will control the world... The philosophical saying from more than a thousand years ago, I hope my compatriots can truly understand." Basten said.
"You're thinking too much. You'd better let the directors of Amsterdam worry about these things. You'd better think more about how to make money, for the company and for yourself." Armand advised, "When it comes to Australians, how are you doing with the Anglo-Saxon partnership?" Armand said the business was Quark Joan's Southeast Asian slave trade.
"It's still very troublesome. Quark said his license was about to expire, and the Senate also said that he would not give him relevant patent certificates again - although this did not have a great impact on the existing business. But the resistance given to me in front of the king was getting bigger and bigger, and it was time to clean up the obstacles." Gevas in the cup had already drunk it, but Basten did not let the servants continue, but looked tightly at the empty wine glass that reflected the dim orange light in the beating candlelight. "This is also the reason why your good luck brings those things this time."
"I understand. But does Australians no longer need people to mine or work on plantations?"
Van Basten laughed: "My dear cousin, you are still too naive. Do you know how many orders Australians have placed for our masters in recent years? Rubber, cinchona, palm..."
"Don't know. Many?"
"I'll tell you. There are ambitious speculators everywhere in the South Ocean Islands now getting Australians' 'advance payments' and seedlings developing plantations - just like those sugar cane plantations in Brazil by the Portuguese... Who would work in these plantations?"
"I understand!" said Armander. "Australians have given these to the company! So your business here has been booming in recent years."
"You're right." Basten nodded. "Quark Joan has now obtained a new trade license and is doing other more profitable businesses. Australians will not treat those who serve them unfairly."
"I really envy him..."
"I am also envious. In contrast, our masters are too strict in our control."
Armand nodded, as if he was recalling his cousin's words. He said: "Why do Australians have to come back to the indigenous people on the Nanyang Islands? These indigenous people are not only not strong in physical condition, but also difficult to capture. If there were not a few wars in the South China Islands and there were enough prisoners to sell, this business would probably be a loss. You also know that there are many slaves in Afiliga who are more powerful than these people, and have a complete supply chain. If the Australians can be convinced to accept slaves from Afiliga, I believe that your performance will increase greatly and can also avoid conflicts between those people around Ruaba..."
"This is also something I've always been confused about. Our masters have been persuading Australians to allow plantations everywhere to enter Afrika slaves. Australians also seem to know the difference, but they still stick to their own position. It's very incredible."
"Is there any reason?"
"I have a guess."
Chapter completed!