"Tsk tsk..."

Seeing that Li Qidi was willing to spend such a large price to buy Perro, many Ming merchants around him shook their heads helplessly.

Luzon is lazy by nature and is not a material for work at all. Especially Perot has a sharp-mouthed and dark-skinned face. This shopkeeper Li bought him, which is not a good intention. Perot seems to be unable to take off three layers of skin when he falls into his hands.

Even Liu Xiang looked at Li Qidi unexpectedly. The reason why she called out this high price just now was just to tease him. Seeing that Li Qidi agreed without bargaining at all, she also looked at Li Qidi unexpectedly.

When she saw this guy talking while staring at Perro who was kneeling beside him with unconcealed hatred, she couldn't help but shake her head helplessly. The power of hatred was too great, but Liu Xiang had no intention of reducing the price. Since she was willing to buy her, she would not save money for her.

Just when Liu Xiang was playing a guest appearance as a slave trader, Yang Feng was already wandering around the dock surrounded by dozens of servants including Song Ye.

To be honest, the docks of this era are generally similar, either made of stone or made of wood. As a place with abundant forestry resources, the materials used by the docks of Lavague are naturally the latter.

After looking at the dock, Yang Feng couldn't help but feel a little contempt.

As a famous material distribution center in the Southeast Asian region and a place where merchant ships often dock, Lavague naturally has a shortage of people. However, as the manager of Lavague, the Luzons were not as good as the management level in a county in the Ming Dynasty in addition to scraping the land.

It would be fine if the sewage flowed and the goods were piled up randomly. The streets were full of discarded garbage. Yang Feng could even see the feces of many people and animals nearby. When he walked to the street, there was a pungent smell of rotten odor that rushed straight into his nose.

Seeing this situation, Yang Feng not only shook his head a lot, but even the poorest county town in the Ming Dynasty would not be so dirty.

What, do you say that the people of the Ming Dynasty will also urinate and defecate anywhere?

Haha... Brother, you are thinking too much. In the Ming Dynasty, if ordinary people see feces on the street, they will put them in a manure basket and take them home. After all, crops can grow better. Otherwise, where do you think the saying "Fat and water will not flow to outsiders' fields" comes from? For ordinary people, feces are treasures, so how can they be discarded at will?

However, it is different for countries like Nanyang where rice can be grown three times a year. Because it is located in the climate of a subtropical island, it is very easy to survive no matter what you plant. Even the lazy people can survive by relying on the fruits on the trees. For such people, it is too embarrassing for them to take the initiative to pick up feces.

Looking at the empty streets and the stalls on the streets that had not had time to put them away, and seeing his head peeking from the surrounding buildings, Yang Feng ignored them. He walked to a fruit stall, picked up a mango, skillfully peeled off the skin and took a bite. A unique sweet and rich smell rushed straight into his nose, which was a fragrance left on his lips and teeth.

"good!"

Yang Feng nodded with satisfaction and said to Song Ye behind him: "I haven't eaten this thing before, it's so delicious."

Song Ye smiled and shook his head: "Mr. Xie, but the villain is on duty now and can't eat!"

Only then did Yang Feng remember that Song Ye and the others were their personal guards and could not eat at will during their duty. They loosened their shoulders and said, "It's up to you."

After saying that, he threw the mango on the ground, took out a towel and wiped his hands, and then walked forward. At this moment, Yang Feng suddenly felt like the legendary "Clean Street Tiger". Wherever he went, there would be no one.

After walking for a long time, Yang Feng looked at the streets that were still empty and frowned slightly. It was understandable that the local natives did not like him, but the merchants from all over the country were also hiding from him, which made him a little unbearable.

Yang Feng, who was unhappy, no longer had the mood to go shopping and went back with his hands behind his back.

Due to the limited capacity of the port in Lavague and the docks were crowded with merchant ships from all over the world, there was no way to accommodate the huge fleet of the Fujian Navy. They could only use the method of moving ants to transport sergeants and war horses to the shore. It was not until dark that tens of thousands of sergeants and war horses arrived on the shore.

The small Lavag suddenly poured in tens of thousands of soldiers and thousands of war horses. For a moment, the entire Lavag looked everywhere with the neighing of war horses and the figures of sergeants.

Seeing that all the soldiers had arrived ashore, Yang Feng and the generals also breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, the Army is different from the navy. The navy's sailors have long been accustomed to life on the sea, but the army is different. After wandering at the sea for almost a month, the sergeants who have never lived on the sea have almost reached their limit. If they cannot dock to allow the sergeants and war horses to rest, there will probably be large-scale non-combat reductions.

As the Jiangning army poured in, the merchants on Lavag finally couldn't stand it. That night, after Yang Feng finished supper, he was about to take a shower and go to bed, but he heard the servants come to report that several merchants were asking for a meeting.

Originally, Yang Feng wanted to hang them, but in the end he changed his mind and asked the servants to bring the people on the boat.

The person who came to see Yang Feng this time were several merchants from Luzon, and the leader was a middle-aged man in his forties.

Perhaps because of the money in their pockets, these businessmen looked much white and fatter than those of Luzon soldiers such as Perot, at least they didn't look that dark.

After several merchants got on the boat, they saw Yang Feng sitting on the head of the horse like a golden knife, and quickly bowed to him, "The merchants of Luzon State, Ansay, Robuma, and Heiye met with the noble Marquis of the Ming Dynasty."

"Robuma, night?"

When Yang Feng heard these two names, he almost laughed. These two are so talented, what are the names they all named? They are either medicinal materials or the sky. Why are you afraid that others can’t remember?

Fortunately, his cultivation skills are still very good now, and he calmed down his breath by drinking tea, and then asked: "What are you three asking for me today?"

The three of them looked at each other, and Ansay, the largest in the grade, asked boldly: "Dear Marquis, what's wrong with leading the army this time?"

Yang Feng snorted: "Didn't I say before, come to fight against the traitors who oppressed my Ming merchants in Luzon."

"this……"

Ansay hesitated for a moment before saying, "Caomin knew that some people in Luzon treated merchants from the Ming Dynasty a bit too much, especially Perot, but since they had already punished them this time, can they give up on this matter?"

"Stop?"
Chapter completed!