"Our opponent on land is Samarkand, that is, the Timur Empire, and at sea, the opponent we face is the flesh-sick country, namely the Ottoman and Zhanqi, which takes decades of hard work."

Fang Xing would not pay attention to a small businessman. Even if Abdullah had ulterior motives, according to his handling method, he would just go to the sea to feed the fish.

"If the Ming Dynasty wants to last forever, it must first control the sea. Secondly, it must break through Samarkand by land to fight against the flesh-lovers who also want to unify the world from sea to land."

Of course, Fang Xing didn't care about the two ships of cargo. If you find something in his warehouse, it would make people stunned.

Money is not what he values, what he values...

"This world is from the Ming Dynasty, it must be."

Fang Xing was a little excited and his waving movement was powerful.

Zhu Zhanji listened quietly, and his heart was surging.

The court still knows nothing about the outside world, and you can know it from the name "Food Fan Kingdom".

"The people of Tianfang know a lot about the West. Believe me, Timur is not a strong enemy of the Ming Dynasty."

Fang Xing took out a piece of sheepskin and handed it to Zhu Zhanji: "Look, this is the world, the world to the west."

On the sheepskin is a rough map, with Tianfang text recording the divided countries.

"The Ming Dynasty is here."

Fang Xing pointed to the Ming Dynasty on the map. Zhu Zhanji closed his eyes and exhaled. When he opened his eyes, he said solemnly: "I will tell Grandpa Huang when I go back that this world is not simple, and the Ming Dynasty can no longer watch the sky in a well."

Fang Xing said carelessly: "Someone once took a boat and walked straight, and finally returned to the back of his starting point..."

Zhu Zhanji didn't care about this, and he was all thinking about that map.

Fang Xing sighed slightly, feeling that he was so charming that he had thrown his eyes to the blind man.

...

"Abdullah, our money is gone! It's gone!"

"So what? Are we going to throw our lives here?"

Abdullah said with a heart-wrenching heart: "Think about those Javanese people, you will be glad that we still have our lives."

"But if you hadn't been smart, where would the trouble come from?"

"Yes, you have to compensate us for our losses when you go back!"

A few people arrived at the pier in a noisy manner, and a few natives were cleaning their boats. This was the service they received after spending money to give Zhongpin.

"We'll leave tomorrow."

Abdullah was not going to pay back their money, but everyone had to work together.

The sailors were all resting on the shore, and the special services they had before were gone this time, which made them extremely bored.

The natives were muttering while working, not knowing what they were saying.

After cleaning, these natives received some food as reward.

"Bang, Guri, the food of your brothers."

The people who distributed the food were also natives, but they were the backbone of the Ming Dynasty who devoted themselves to doing things.

Walking on the pier, there are people around you.

Under the supervision of the old port army, the natives were trying hard to transport supplies and expand the dock.

The natives stared at the construction site for a while, then left the dock together and returned home.

Two of the natives were brothers, and they smiled happily with bags of food.

"Bang, go home and eat dry food."

"Okay, Guri."

The two brothers' smug appearance was seen by Abdullah, and he spat at them and said, "Get back to your place!"

Bang turned around and looked at him, a humble smile appeared on his face, and he bowed and bowed.

"Damn guy!"

Abdullah glanced at Guli with anger contempt, spat again, and then went to find Zhong Pin, wanting to plead for mercy.

But Zhong Pin was very regretful and declined with empathy.

"Old friend, tell you, if you didn't have your life on this route often, today you will have lost your life. Do you understand? Your luck is really good. Listen to me, I can earn it back next time, so go and have a rest."

After fooling Abdullah away, Zhong Pin remembered Fang Xing's attitude towards those people, pondered for a long time, then went home to collect half of the benefits he had received and went to find Shi Jinqing to surrender himself.

Good luck, Abdullah!

At this time, Zhu Zhanji was discussing the future development direction of the old port with Shi Jinqing and others.

"This is your role in the wedge of the Ming Dynasty, and you must firmly watch the strait."

"Remember, this is the territory of the Ming Dynasty!"

After seeing that map, Zhu Zhanji felt panic, so his attitude was unprecedentedly serious.

Shi Jinqing patted his chest excitedly and promised that as long as the Shi family was alive, the old port would belong to the Ming Dynasty, and then he would cough.

"The person who came, I passed on the doctor!"

There are more than one doctor in the fleet, and their level is incomparable to those in the old port.

Zhu Zhanji frowned and said, "I want to see Lord Shi serve the Ming Dynasty for decades. Please take care of yourself."

The slight blame made Shi Jinqing's eyes flushed. He looked around and blinked his eyes and said, "Your Highness, please rest assured. I will take care of myself. When your Highness comes next time, I will definitely go to the dock to greet you."

"Okay, be sure to be fine."

Zhu Zhanji nodded, and then said to Shi Erjie: "You have to take good care of Lord Shi. Also, the Ming Dynasty is justified here. It doesn't need those stupid things to stabilize them. Go back and deal with them well."

Second Sister Shi stood up, her face covered in sweat, and said in panic: "Your Highness, I forgive me. My daughter knows that she is wrong. She turns around and keeps the child well."

Sister Shi adopted a child with some intentions, but Zhu Zhanji obviously felt that this was not a good idea.

After seeing off Shi Jinqing and his daughter, Zhu Zhanji smiled bitterly and said, "It's just an old port that has so many things. Grandpa Huang's busyness and worries are conceivable."

Fang Xing smiled and said, "So I said, neither the powerful ministers nor the kings are easy to live. They are so tired. How good is they like me, and they are free and easy."

Zhu Zhanji shook his head and laughed: "That's, ten years later, I will definitely miss this time."

...

On the dock, those craftsmen were repairing the ships. The fleet would not stay in the old port for long, and the return journey was also not easy.

After lunch, the natives continued to be busy, and the natives who were called to do odd jobs were also shuttled on the boat.

The busyness continued until the sun set, and the prisoners were driven back to the camp, while the natives who did odd jobs could go home.

Fang Xing and Zhu Zhanji looked at the dock with many piles on the dock. After patrolling around, they were ready to go back.

"Murdered!"

Jia Quan ran over to the horse and shouted: "Your Highness, some natives killed the Tianfang merchants, and the prisoners were all rioted!"

Fang Xing looked at the servants around him and more than ten guards of Zhu Zhanji, and shouted: "Have Jubaoshan Guards gathered? Where is Shi Jinqing? Gather his subordinates and protect the Han people first!"

Zhu Zhanji put down his telescope and said, "The Jubaoshan Guard has already launched an attack, and Shi Jinqing's people are also surrounding the prisoners."

boom!

A huge shout broke out in the distance, and then countless people began to run towards the dock.

"Jubaoshanwei blocked their way, and these people wanted to grab ships from the dock and escape from the old port."

Zhu Zhanji smiled and said, not facing the panic of thousands of people at all.
Chapter completed!