"This is the land of the Arabs, and we do not allow pagans to blaspheme! This is our land!" When the words of the maritime merchant were translated, an imam with a beard immediately stood up and said the reason for their attack on the restaurant.

"You all think so? They all think that you should have the final say on this land?" Hong Tao ignored the bearded man, but asked Alin to translate his words to more than a dozen other imams, and then stared at them and waited for the reply.

"Your Majesty, your Majesty, can I let me talk to them first! This is my fault. I am just taking care of the trivial matters left by the Sultan, and I don't care about the relationship between the residents of both sides with the local religious leaders. They are just acting according to their original habits and not intending to oppose His Majesty. I will talk to them now." Said saw that Hong Tao's hand was already on the pistol handle, and knew what the emperor was going to do. He quickly took a step forward and stood in front of Hong Tao, trying to save a massacre.

"Old Sai, religious issues are big issues, and must not be ignored. You go and explain clearly to them. I am not asking for their opinions or discussing them. I am the conqueror here. What I say is the final decision. Whoever disagrees can endure it. If you can't help it, you can report to Allah. Send one is also a gift, and one hundred people will be sent to ten thousand people. I am not afraid of trouble, and some are tincture oil. I don't care about this port. I can kill all these tens of thousands of people in one day. At worst, I can go to Port Hormuz to rebuild a base. Once I force me to that point, Port Masca is history. There will be no more houses here. Anyone who lives on this land is my enemy. I don't have time to reason with them."

"I will give them one last chance now. From where I sit, all the streets at the entrance of the palace are all living areas for maritime merchants. All locals start relocating tomorrow morning. I will only give them three days. If anyone does not move out in three days, I will use cannons to demolish them! In the future, locals are not allowed to enter the maritime merchants. These two streets are used as buffer belts for both parties, and all transactions are carried out here. I will also restrict maritime merchants from wandering around the local residential areas. Everyone can live in peace, and no one interferes with each other, let alone whose land is this. This is the land of maritime merchants. If anyone is not convinced, go to them to reason with it." Of course, Hong Tao will not deal with this matter fairly. He is very satisfied with the performance of maritime merchants. This is what he looks like when he comes to explore the world.

If we don't take the initiative to bully others, we don't want to bully us. If we want to reason, we have to fist, and we have to start first. Without this bloody nature, we can't talk about going to other people's territory to do business. But he doesn't want to really start a big killing, and he will lose the meaning of attacking Masca Port and cultivating a puppet regime. The empire will be in vain from beginning to end. If Sayed can convince these religious leaders, then both sides will go back to their own houses and bear their own losses. No one will pursue them.

Said was indeed a bit prestigious, and with several warships parked at the edge of the dock, the dozen or so imams were emotionally excited, and finally agreed to Hong Tao's suggestion, no longer pursued the matter, and took their own believers to disperse.

"Tell your father, why are you waiting for if you don't stand up and be a good person at this time? Let him talk to the old men in private, stand on their side and talk, and then he said he had come to me to argue with reason and asked me for compensation from me to build a new house for the relocated residents. Do you understand what I mean?" The imams and Said left, and Hong Tao called Alin over. His father was really a waste. He didn't even show his face for such a big deal, and he was waiting for him to wipe his butt.

"My father went to the Bedouin tribe and left yesterday. He wanted to persuade the Bedouin people to move to the city to establish settlements and use their camel caravan to transport goods to the maritime merchants. If they want to be unobstructed in the desert, they must have Bedouin leaders and protect them, otherwise the goods will not be able to go out." Arin saw that Hong Tao had any objections to his father and quickly explained the actual situation.

"Oh! This is a good thing. It seems that your father didn't give it for nothing. Everyone knows that sand has been mixed here. So, I'll do it. I'll tell the maritime merchants that the goods are handed over to the Bedouin people you call, and the employment price will not be a loss. Settlement here is guaranteed to earn more than sheep in the desert and raise camels, and their lives are more stable. As long as they walk out one or two fixed trade routes, they don't have to endure hardships in the desert. It's better to settle down here and live a wealthy life."

Both Metini and Alin are profiteers, and it seems that they have genetic genes. If Alin's father really went to find Bedouin, then Hong Tao must look up to him. This old man is also a slippery man with political vision and skills. He, the Sultan, is unclear, and no one objected on the surface, but he cannot get everyone's sincere recognition in private. As long as Hong Tao's fleet leaves, he will be excluded by the locals.

Hong Tao originally wanted to leave him a Ceylon army to support him, but the old man didn't wait and rely on him, but he went to find a way. If he could really convince some of the Bedouin people to settle down in the city, then the Port of Masca would be lively. On one side were local religious forces, on the other side were Great Song marshal merchants, and on the other side were his new Sultan and Bedouin allies. The three forces coexisted, and there would be much more changes.

Although the Bedouin people are also Arabs and Muslims, they are very different from the Muslims in the city, especially in religion. They are much more pragmatic, which means they are not very fanatical about religion and value the benefits they gain more, which is related to the environment they live in. Once they enter the city, they are both Muslims but have different customs, which will definitely arouse disgust from the locals and will also help the Song Dynasty maritime merchants attract some of the pressure.

If there are enough maritime merchants and Bedouin people here, the local residents will not be the dominant one. If they can't fight against the Bedouin people and make money, they will not make money in the Song Dynasty. Gradually, they will be assimilated, and this city will no longer be a pure Muslim city. It will become like some Muslim cities in later generations, maintaining the Muslim style, but integrating other ethnic cultures, which is relatively more open.

"That's what my father planned. He had agreed with several maritime merchants that he would try a camel caravan in the west next month. There are more Bedouin tribes there. As long as they can provide them with good daily necessities, they will spontaneously protect these camel caravans walking in the desert, especially salt, sugar and whale oil, which are the favorites of Bedouin people. If they could be exchanged for some steel weapons produced by the empire, they would be happier." Alin saw that Hong Tao was no longer angry, and probably guessed that Hong Tao supported his father's approach, so he talked about his father's plan in detail.

"This is easy to deal with, but I don't want their sheep, nor camels and horses. I just want one thing, which is black oil! They migrate in the desert all year round, and they must know where the smelly black oil is there. The maritime merchants will provide enough wooden barrels. They just fill these wooden barrels with black oil and then pull them here with camels. The maritime merchants will pay them the corresponding rewards according to the number of oil barrels, and let the Bedouin negotiate with the maritime merchants themselves. You and your father only charge normal taxes and do not mix them in this matter. This is the material needed by the empire. No one is allowed to get involved. Do you understand? Don't blame me for not reminding you that you can sell other things at a high price, but this won't work!"

After hearing Alin's words, Hong Tao immediately remembered something that could be exchanged with each other, that is oil. These days he has been asking about where this kind of black thing is available, and he also knows that oil really sprays out in several places, but these places are all in the depths of the desert, so how to transport and export is a big problem. Anyway, it is unlikely to rely on maritime merchants to organize transportation teams by themselves. The natural environment here is too harsh. It took the Bedouin people hundreds of years to adapt. The Song Dynasty maritime merchants had no ambitions and it was difficult to defeat nature in this era.

Now, when the Bedouin people need their own goods, they will not have to worry about not being able to transport oil. In the future, the Bedouin people will have nothing to do and will help the empire collect oil. These are the oil workers of the 13th century! Maybe there will be a few other model workers like Wang Jinxi.
Chapter completed!