From the Ming Dynasty, the Netherlands, Portugal, Southeast Asian countries, Korea, Japan, even the Mughal Empire, the Ottoman Empire...
A large number of businessmen from all over the world gather here!
They brought special products from their respective countries to the city of Malacca, and countless money and goods were circulated and traded in this port like running water.
Silosen and others set foot on the land of Malacca and went to the customs in Daming to handle the registration business.
If the sailors on their ship want to disembark and move around in Malacca, they need to register their identity and have a temporary residence permit issued by the Ming Dynasty.
It is customary here in the Ming Dynasty to call it Luyin!
In the city of Malacca, merchants from all over the world gather together, and the flow of people is very mixed, so the public security is naturally not good.
In order to ensure that there would be no trouble in Malacca City, Ming Dynasty had a special patrol team to patrol the streets and maintain law and order.
These patrols will randomly check the direction of people on the street.
If the merchants of the Ming Dynasty were okay, they would at most be given a verbal lesson or a fine if they didn't have road guides.
But if there are no road guides for foreigners, haha, then the problem will be big, and they will be treated as spies.
If it's North Korea, it's better to say that businessmen from the Japanese country are relatively proficient in Chinese, but generally they can't tell whether they are citizens of the Ming Dynasty or not.
Maybe he’ll get through it!
But Siroson and the others all have Western faces with tall noses, deep eyes, and beards, so they can't get away with it.
While registering at the port management office and handling navigation, Siroson came across a pier not far away used for berthing warships, where several ships flying the Dutch and British flags were moored.
These ships all looked dilapidated, with holes everywhere in their hulls, decks, masts, and sails.
Siroson curiously asked a middle-aged man next to him who was short in stature and had a big face, but was wearing Hanfu.
"Brother, may I ask where you are from? May I ask what your surname is?"
The middle-aged man turned his head when he heard the sound and saw that it was a Westerner. He felt a little disdainful, but as a businessman, he would never offend anyone for no reason because of his tact.
He said it more politely.
"It won't work again, Koreans!"
"Brother, is something wrong?"
When he said he was a Korean, Park Bucheng had a hint of pride on his face.
That expression seemed to say, as the biological son of Ming Dynasty, I, North Korea, am so proud!
After all, North Korea is the real first vassal of the Ming Dynasty, and it is also the younger brother of the Chinese dynasty with the highest level of Chinese speaking in the entire East Asian cultural circle.
In the eyes of the Koreans of this era, as the biological son of the Ming Dynasty, they are also qualified to look down on white ghosts in the West.
Silosen learned the Eastern etiquette, clasped his fists and asked.
"Mr. Park, do you know what happened to the Dutch and British ships over there? Why are there Dutch and British ships in the Ming Dynasty's military port?"
Pu Bucheng looked in the direction pointed by Siroson and shook his head subconsciously. It was obvious that he didn't know what was going on.
Siroson didn't know whether Pu Bucheng would do it, and his eyes were a little disappointed.
At this moment, a wealthy Ming businessman next to him interrupted.
"Those boats over there!"
"I heard that it seemed that the Dutch and the British violated the Ming Dynasty's prohibition and exchanged fire in the Ming Dynasty's sea area, and were caught by the Ming Dynasty's patrol fleet."
"Then the Ming Dynasty sent a fleet and captured the Dutch and British who violated the ban!"
"The British said they came to pay tribute and were attacked by the Dutch on the way, and the Dutch also confessed to this."
"Now, the British are waiting at the inn, waiting for the summons from above."
"As for the Dutch who took the initiative to stir up trouble..."
"Well, they are all still being reformed through labor in a labor camp!"
"Representatives of the Dutch East India Company came forward several times to redeem those Dutch people from the Ming Dynasty, but they were all rejected by the Ming Dynasty."
"The two sides are still in a stalemate!"
Hearing this, Xi Luosen and Pu Bucheng clasped their fists at the Ming Dynasty businessman, thanking him for clearing up their doubts.
Siroson asked.
"I wonder what your surname is? Where do you come from?"
The Ming businessman said while stroking his beard.
"My surname is Jiang, my single name is Sheng, and I am from Qiongzhou!"
After Jiang Sheng finished speaking, it was very obvious to see an expression of reverence on the face of the North Korean businessman Pu Bucheng.
He spoke.
"Sir, you are worthy of being a citizen of the Kingdom of China, and you are indeed knowledgeable! I admire you."
Park Bucheng's intention to flatter him is very obvious.
Jiang Sheng waved his hand very modestly and said.
"I just heard about it, just heard about it!"
Siroson also clasped his fists and said.
"Thank you for clarifying my doubts, brother!"
"The next step is Siroson, the envoy of the Ottoman Empire!"
Jiang Sheng blinked in confusion and asked.
"Ottoman country? Is it Rumi country?"
Jiang Sheng had a lot of knowledge and had heard about the Ottoman Turkish Empire.
Siroson smiled and nodded.
"Yes, according to the Ming Dynasty, we are indeed called the Lumi Kingdom!"
Jiang Sheng blinked in confusion and said.
"Since you are the envoy of the Rumi Kingdom, you should submit your credentials directly to the Ming Dynasty."
"After submitting your credentials, you can move directly into the Ming Inn."
“Why go to the port management office and queue up to apply for road guidance?”
Siroson nodded and said with some confusion.
"Can it still be like this?"
"Could you please Mr. Jiang to lead the way for me?"
Jiang Sheng smiled slightly and said.
"Of course you can!"
After finishing speaking, Jiang Sheng took Siloson and strode towards the official government office set up by the Ming Dynasty in Malacca City.
…
The two of them walked on the road, looking at the clean and tidy streets with no garbage.
And those pedestrians who are well-dressed, smile from time to time while walking, and appear polite.
Siroson said.
“The streets of Daming are so clean!”
Although the cities of the Ottoman Empire in this era were not as dirty as Paris, they were not much cleaner either.
Once you get to a crowded place, all kinds of garbage, cattle, sheep, horses and even human feces will be everywhere on the ground.
That smell is awesome!
Arriving all of a sudden in the clean city of Daming, Siroson was obviously not used to it.
Jiang Sheng said with a smile.
“Da Ming has very strict requirements on city appearance!”
“There are often government officers patrolling the streets, on the one hand to maintain law and order, and on the other hand to maintain the appearance of the city.”
"If someone is littering on the street, the patrol team will fine him if he catches it."
"..."
The city appearance here in Daming was actually not that good.
Although it is much cleaner than Western cities at the same time, it is impossible not to see garbage on the road.
At most, no one will defecate and leave excrement on the street.
Chinese people are generally shameless and know that they have to find a corner to hide from someone when urinating openly, but Europeans...