However, as Zhu Hongyu grew bigger and bigger, the restoration of the Ming Dynasty was successful.
Zhu Hongyu really couldn't stand the poor city appearance in various parts of the Ming Dynasty, so he ordered the formation of patrol teams to rectify the city appearance and maintain local security.
Hence the clean and tidy streets of Ming Dynasty today.
The reason why the patrol team members work so hard to clean up the city is because they get a share of the fines collected during the process of cleaning up the city.
And these shares are directly calculated into their salaries, which is legal income that can be put on the table!
Since then, the patrol team must have been working very hard to clean up the city!
After all, who can refuse to make a legitimate income for themselves?
Jiang Sheng took Silosen to the government office and instructed Silosen to submit his credentials and application for pilgrimage to the Ming government.
Then, Silosen and others went through the expedited channel and obtained the road guide to Ming Dynasty!
Their group was placed in a post house by Ming officials, but unlike the British, these Ottomans were allowed to leave the post house.
They can wander around the city of Malacca and experience the scenery of the Ming Dynasty.
As long as you don’t leave the confines of Malacca City!
Silosen took the people to live in the inn and had a face-to-face meeting with the British envoy Liszt.
The two parties greeted each other politely, and then started chatting very familiarly.
"I am Siroson, the envoy of the Ottoman Empire!"
"I am Liszt, the envoy of the Kingdom of England!"
"..."
Anyone who can be sent out as an envoy will have good social skills.
Even if they don't reach the level of social terrorists, everyone is still a social nerd.
When two people meet, they can find a topic to chat about even if there is no topic.
After ending his polite greetings with Liszt, Siroson walked out of the post house and spoke to Jiang Sheng who was waiting outside the door.
"Thank you for your help, Mr. Jiang. I'll treat Mr. Jiang to a meal!"
Silosen didn't learn anything else, but he learned a lot about the essence of Eastern culture, such as wine table culture and dining table culture.
Jiang Shenggong cupped his hands and said.
"In this case, then it's better to be respectful than obey orders!"
The two of them walked side by side towards the largest restaurant in Malacca.
There is a plaque reading "Heaven and Earth" hanging on the door of the restaurant. It is said to be a restaurant, but in fact it is more like a club.
You can arrange everything from eating, drinking, prostitution and gambling!
There are storytellers, opera singers, jugglers, singers, dancers...
Although the ladies there are housewives and claim to be prostitutes but not their bodies, they can still become seafood merchants if they are given enough money.
In later generations, this would be called a club.
But if it were placed in this era, it would actually be a brothel!
In ancient times, brothels were not purely places for flesh and blood business, but more of a social occasion for literati.
In the world of heaven and earth, two people sit opposite each other.
The table is filled with all kinds of delicacies, including Ming Dynasty cuisine, Ottoman cuisine, Korean cuisine, Japanese cuisine, and Southeast Asian cuisine...
we have everything!
Most of the maids serving the cloth are white women with slim figures wearing tulle, exposing large areas of snow-white skin.
But the facial features of these white women have some obvious Central Asian characteristics.
Silosen looked at these maids and could easily tell.
"Are these women from the Mughal Empire?"
Jiang Sheng nodded and said.
"The owner behind this restaurant has some connections with the Mughal Empire, so he was able to get these white slaves."
"Although the low-caste people in the Mughal Empire were ugly, their high-caste women were still very attractive."
"These white slaves are the concubines of high-caste families in the Mughal Empire. They have been trained in advance. When they get on the bed, their buttocks are so twisted that they can break a person's waist."
Concubine gives birth to a son, this is the saying in the Ming Dynasty!
According to the Mughal Empire, it was actually a child born between a high-caste man and a low-caste woman.
The position is very embarrassing!
It is certain that they have a higher status than the untouchables of lower castes, but no one would count them as nobles of higher castes.
The master behind Heaven and Earth had a deep relationship with the Mughal Empire. In order to win over the relationship with the master behind Heaven and Earth, some high-caste nobles sent him a group of white slaves.
They are all young and beautiful white slaves!
Then, Pandora's box was opened.
This was the beginning of the evil slave trade, and young and beautiful white slaves became the hard currency for trade between merchants of the Ming Dynasty and the merchants of the Mughal Empire.
Second only to real money!
Seeing the white slaves coming and going, Siroson couldn't help but speak.
"What kind of business does this big man behind Heaven and Earth do?"
Jiang Sheng shrugged and lowered his voice.
"As far as I know, they are in the arms business!"
The arms business is generally a seller's market. As long as the goods are available, there will never be a shortage of sales and the profits will be huge.
In this case, it is no wonder that the high-caste nobles of the Mughal Empire want to curry favor with the big boss behind the world.
The two toasted and drank together, chatting happily.
As they drank and drank, the food on the table quickly disappeared.
“Delicious, really delicious!”
Siroson picked up a skewer of barbecue and took a bite, with a satisfied look on his face.
Jiang Sheng said with a smile.
“The barbecue ingredients used for this barbecue are very particular!”
"Brother, you must have heard of MSG, right?"
Siroson nodded and said.
“One tael of gold and one tael of MSG, who hasn’t heard of it?”
"No matter what kind of food it is, as long as you add a little bit of MSG, it will taste extremely delicious."
“Other than the price, there’s nothing wrong with this MSG!”
"Don't tell me, is there MSG in this barbecue sauce?"
Jiang Sheng nodded and said.
"Yes!"
Siroson took a breath of air and exclaimed.
"Then how much will we eat for this meal?"
Jiang Sheng smiled and said nothing, his expression seemed to say, guess what!
“It’s definitely expensive, but worth every penny!”
At this moment, there was a sudden noise on the street outside.
A fast horse galloped through the street, smoke and dust flew into the air, and a loud announcement of good news stayed in everyone's ears.
"Good news! Good news!"
"Big victory!"
"We won a decisive battle in the south of the Yangtze River in the Ming Dynasty. His Royal Highness personally led the army to defeat the Qing captives outside Jiaxing City. He annihilated the remaining Qing captives who invaded from the south in Zhenjiang. He captured Tu Hai, the commander-in-chief of the Qing army, and the Qing captives were not allowed to cross the river!"
"Nanjing is restored, Jiangnan is surrendered!"
"..."
Malacca is the farthest territory from Nanjing in the Ming Dynasty.
The decisive battle in Jiangnan has ended long ago, but the results have not been reported to Malacca until now.
Wherever the fast horse passing the message passed, it caused huge ripples.
Wan Sheng's cheers shook the sky and resounded throughout the streets of Malacca City.
Countless Ming people stood on the streets and cheered loudly.