.The lobby of the Maritime Service was full of people, and a group of merchants looked at the "cooks" who cut the carpets, not knowing what to do.

After a while, after a blanket, it was cut into countless square pieces, and a messenger was holding them in a tray, and a few pieces were divided into each person's basin. Silence was no exception.

When everyone had something on the plate, they said in a quiet expression: "There are no dishes to entertain you today, so please try Mr. Badavi's Persian carpet."

Everyone was in an uproar and laughed dryly, "Sir, you really know how to joke..." But what shocked them and their eyes fell out happened. I saw Chen Si pick up a carpet from the bowl and put it in his mouth to chew it.

Could this kind of carpet be really edible? Seeing that the adults had demonstrated, the merchants had to follow suit. They also picked up chopsticks and stuffed them into their mouths, trying to chew them, but the next moment they spit out "bah, bah" one after another. Many people even shouted: "Water, water..."

There was no water on the table, and the water bottles were all held in the waiter's hand, but no one dared to give them drinks without silent orders.

Silence also spit out the carpet and asked everyone: "How do you think it tastes?"

"It's full of salty taste!" Everyone said in a lingering manner: "It's so bitter!" Finally, someone suddenly said: "This carpet was soaked in the sea, right?" Everyone then realized that the prefect was inspecting the goods on the spot. It was just this way... why should everyone suffer?

Silence is to kill the chicken to warn the monkey, let these "chicken" and let yourself always remember the bitterness of your mouth!

He waved his hand and the waiter served the water. Everyone rinsed their mouths quickly, but there was one person who didn't rinse his mouth. He just spit out the carpet in his mouth and sat there without changing his face... There was no doubt that it was Balawi.

Silent spit out the mouthwash into the copper basin and looked at him and said, "Mr. Balawi, how do you feel?"

"Sir," Palawi laughed and said, "I want to say the taste is great, but that's too against my will. To be honest, except for the authentic Persian cashmere flavor."

"You are lying!" Huang Jin was angry and said sharply: "Everyone sang bitter and salty, why do you feel that it has no taste?"

"Dear Eunuch Huang, I didn't say it didn't taste." Balawi said, "I have already said that the authentic Persian Yang Pompeo melon is this taste." He said, "If the adults blame us for the poor taste of our carpet, then I will never accept it, because in our place, this thing is for trampling, not for eating."

Everyone couldn't help but look at this Balawi with admiration... It was really a piece of bold hob meat!

He smiled silently but unhurriedly, "So the Persian carpet tastes so unique. I wonder if wool can be eaten instead of salt in your place?"

"Of course not." Balawi shook his head, "It's just a unique taste, essentially wool."

"Okay, let's take a look." Silent clapped his hands, and the waiter carried out a big pot, set a fire in the yard, poured water into the pot, then cooked the carpets in the pot for a while, and delivered a bowl of steaming soy milk in front of each person's table.

Silently picked up the bowl, took a sip, and smiled, "Everyone often, how does it taste?" Seeing everyone's faces hesitant, he promised, "This is indeed ordinary soy milk." Then everyone tasted it, and it turned out to be a light and tasteless real soy milk.

"Don't drink it all." If I shouted late in the silent, the soy milk would be drunk by the hungry businessman. He only heard him say: "There will be a big meal to entertain you later. Please ask the waiter to add some water."

Everyone then put down the bowl with unsatisfactory feeling and saw the waiter scoop the water from the carpet in the pot into the guest's bowl. They saw that the soy milk in the bowl immediately condensed into tomato flowers!

At the same time, a saying emerged in everyone's mind: "Put tofu in the brine, one thing will reduce one thing!" Everyone knows that to make soy milk solidify, you must make brine. The method to make some brine in the coastal area is to boil the sea water and add it to the soy milk after the concentration increases.

"Mr. Balawi, what else do you have to say?" said, looking at the fat man with a silent smile.

Balawi couldn't deny it now. Even if he was shameless, he couldn't say that our wool could be ordered. Because he knew that no one would believe his own nonsense in the face of facts. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, knowing that this game was definitely lost.

Originally, Palawi thought that silence would treat him roughly, just like those local officials who only knew how to seize and arrest people. In this way, he could shape himself into a warrior who was not afraid of power, so as to incite all the merchants who were unknown to resist the Maritime Affairs Office. He believed that under this pressure, he could escape safely.

But who knew that silence defeated hardness with softness and convinced others with reason, and convinced everyone - who would follow him to make trouble? If he could hold on, he would only make himself a laughing stock and let others laugh at him. If Lord Shen wanted to deal with him at this time, there would be no trouble.

Balawi obviously understood what it means to be 'a good man will not suffer the loss'. In the blink of an eye, he stood up with pain and bowed silently: "It seems that it is really sea water, but I, Balawi, swear to Allah, I, did not know in advance... Everyone knows that I, Balawi, are honest and reliable, and I am innocent, and I will never dare to use inferior products as good people."

"Your goods are soaked in water." Huang Jin asked sharply: "Don't you even know?"

"Then it is probably the person in charge of the cargo hold. I was afraid that I would punish him, so I hid it." Balavi picked up a small carpet and said, "Dadfather-in-law, you can't see it or touch it. I don't have the wisdom of an adult, and I can come up with a way to test it, so I don't know at all." After pushing three or six, I put the responsibility away. It's a pity for such a talent not to be an official.

Chen Si did not bother him, and took out the contract from his sleeve and said, "This is a black and white text. If there is a problem with the quality of one party, it must be returned unconditionally and paid twice the price to the other party as a fine... If it is malicious, it will be doubled." He said with a sneer: "It's not that Mr. Balawi is malicious. Please give it to the Maritime Shipbuilding Company 1.26 million taels of silver, and then take your goods back."

Balawi had his own calculations in his mind. He could make about 600,000 taels of silver by selling the Ming Dynasty goods he came in. If he paid compensation, he would not only lose his balance, but also lose a small amount.

Fortunately, he didn't lose too much, so he comforted himself... Because the form is better than that of humans, this cup of homemade bitter wine must be drunk no matter what.

He agreed to the silent request with a heartache as if he had cut his heart. Balawi was very angry. He said to him: "You can't run away in vain. Since there are terms to protect the buyer in the contract, I can't use it to lose it and get it." Thinking of this, he said to the silent: "I accept the punishment of my master completely, because it is natural for you to strictly inspect the cloth." He said with a sneer: "So we decided to wait for the adults to treat the same way, and the batch of porcelain exported by the Ming Dynasty will be doubled after it arrives in Persia. If the broken times are used as good as the best, the fine will be doubled!"

Everyone thought that this was not intentional revenge? Lord Shen would definitely not agree.

But Chen Si agreed... Of course, he could use simple and rough methods to deal with Balawi, but he had high expectations for the Maritime Bureau and hoped that it would flourish as soon as possible. To do this, the first thing to do is to dispel the merchants' doubts about the government, because since ancient times, officials regarded merchants as slaves, fat sheep, and haters, drove them when needed, exploited when money was short of money, and eliminated when merchants became bigger. Therefore, although merchants and governments used each other, there was never real trust.

What he has to do is to establish his own prestige among merchants. This prestige is not just based on power. Because merchants do not have power, they will only be convinced orally but dissatisfied. He also has to convince people with reason, because merchants can also be reasonable, so if they convince, they are truly convinced.

This time, everyone was convinced. From then on, Lord Shen could not say a word "no". So he agreed and did not make any request.

Balawi thought to himself, you don’t know the history of the Indian Ocean. If you encounter many undercurrents, you will be broken even if you explain it.

So he paid the fine, took back the carpet, and prepared to sell it to the American continent, and earn it back from those stupid and expensive Florians. Then he set out overnight, joined the team in Shanghai the next day, and drove back to China.

He was short on his long story. In January of the following year, after more than three months of long journey, he finally arrived in Persia. Although he did not encounter a big storm, it was bumpy than usual... Of course, there was a deliberate element in it. Palawi thought, "I guess I have to beat it half." He couldn't help but jump in his heart, not only for the sake of exhaling breath, but also for huge profits - how expensive the Ming Dynasty's porcelain is! If it is broken half, the Ming people will have to pay him a million taels. This money is not only enough to make up for the losses, but also to make a fortune.

As soon as he was proud of himself, he invited the familiar businessmen to test together, and specially invited a band to brag, obviously in order to make the Ming people lose themselves and vent their hatred.

Unexpectedly, when baskets of porcelain were opened, a miracle happened. After such a long period of bumpyness, the plates in the basket were not broken, let alone anything else.

Palawi's eyes turned dark and fainted... He fell secondly without taking revenge. The key is that he didn't even make money back this trip, and he had to pay tens of thousands of taels of silver.

What was going on? Didn’t you see Chen Si tampering again? Because he had already moved... When Balawi insisted on adding the ‘compensation clause’, he was worried that the other party would use this to make a fuss, so he thought about how to solve the problem. At first, he couldn’t think of it. Later, when he was having a meal, he saw a bean sprout dish. He had an idea and came up with a way.

When he ordered people to pack porcelain, in addition to packaging it as it was in the past, he also ordered people to fill the gap with mung beans, sprinkle a small amount of water, cover the lid, and pack it tightly.

In this way, during transportation, mung beans slowly sprout and eventually turn into bean sprouts... As long as there is no light, it will not grow leaves. As long as it is kept in water, it will survive. This is the conclusion drawn from experiments in elementary school... He instructed those who follow the boat to eat and live next to the porcelain, on the one hand, to prevent the other party from deliberately destroying it, and on the other hand, to secretly water it to maintain the nutrition of the bean sprouts.

As a result, the pervasive mung bean sprouts filled almost all the gaps in the basket, allowing the wind and waves to rush along the way, and the porcelain has such a seamless protection of moderate softness and hardness, so it is naturally safe and damage-free.

Of course, when Chen Mo knew about this, it was almost the summer of the first year, so he would turn his attention back to Suzhou and return to the day when his eldest son pressed Balawi back to Maritime.

That day, I saw the eldest son at first sight. Who made this guy sit half a head taller than a person? Resisting the urge to recognize each other, he counterattacked Badavi step by step. After everyone had dinner, he looked at his eldest son with a smile.

After a long time, the eldest son has changed too much. His body is even more burly, he has grown short beards, and he is much calmer and older. He walked to him silently. He originally wanted to give him a bear hug, but he stretched out his hand but turned into a heavy slap. He laughed and said, "I'm learning to keep my beard!"

"You are not the same."

The eldest son smiled and said, although the movements of the two were not as passionate as before, the feelings in their eyes were deeper and more fragrant. This is the friendship that has become more and more intense among men.

After a brief greeting, Chen Mo knew that he would follow Balawi back. In other words, he couldn't even spend the night in Suzhou, so he quickly took his eldest son back home, let Ruohan come out to meet and let Rou Niang cook some good dishes.

After seeing my uncle and younger brother and sister, the couple introduced the eldest son to the inside. Ruohan took his maid and his mother to take care of him. Even if Hu Zongxian came, he would never have received such treatment.

The eldest son was naturally very moved, but he did not dare to work hard for his brother and sister. At this time, four cold dishes and two pairs of chopsticks were placed on the square table. When they sat down, Ruohan wrapped a clean towel and waffle to pour wine for them. The eldest son hurriedly thanked him and said, "Stop quickly, don't be busy."

"Madam," said silently, "After you toast your brother's wine, just go into the house and rest first, so that your brother will not be too polite and restrain yourself."

Ruohan smiled while toasting, "Uncle will come next time, I will definitely take my sister-in-law with me. We women will have something to say." The eldest son Xia Tian has already got married, and his father has arranged it. He still took the time to pay for his efforts to attend his wedding. He has met the bride and is a quiet and delicate girl. After the wedding, he stayed in Shaoxing to take care of his parents-in-law, but did not follow his eldest son.

The eldest son smiled and said, "I understand." After drinking, Ruohan went out and left only to serve.

As soon as she left, silently said, "Am I awesome?"

"How many months do you have?" said the eldest son calmly.

"The end of April next year." Chen Shu laughed, his complacent feeling beyond words.

"I'm early April." The eldest son picked up a chopstick dish and said calmly.

The silent mouth opened wide suddenly and couldn't help but say: "Impossible? You got married in June."

"I'm hit!" The eldest son Gu Pan said proudly.

"You are amazing..." said silently, and then happily, "It's great, let's go to the family of children."

"You are a civil servant, I am a military officer." The eldest son said sadly: "Aren't you afraid of criticism from others?"

"Is there any difference between civil servants and military generals?" Chen Si widened his eyes and said, "Of course there are, too." He pointed to his chest, and pointed to the 'black bear' on his eldest son's chest and said, "I am a bird, you are a beast. Let's combine to be a beast, and no one is more noble than each other."

Even though the eldest son was still moving, he couldn't help but laugh and said, "That's true."

"So I said, in the future, your daughter and my boy will be a pair made of heaven and earth." Silently raised his glass and said, "Come on, in-laws, let's have one."

But the eldest son did not clink with him and said, "I will have a son. If I get married, I should marry your daughter."

"You are still so despicable," Chen Si cursed with a smile: "You will have a daughter sooner or later, right? Even Yang Jiye, there are eighth and ninth sisters."

"That's right." The eldest son nodded and said, "You will definitely have a son." Then the two of them had a beautiful cup of joy.

"What if you gave birth to a daughter?" asked the eldest son.

"Your stinky brat is cheap." Chen Shu waved his hand and said, "You guy, don't you suffer a loss!"

The eldest son was satisfied and smiled and didn't speak.

After drinking for a while, after talking about the family matters, he asked quietly, "I heard that General Yu's life is very difficult?"
Chapter completed!