Zhang Mu thought it would be a real Japanese pirate, but judging from this situation, Zhang Mu couldn't understand it.

It was not convenient to ask, so he lowered his head and followed him.

Ma Tuzi was obviously very familiar with the road here, and walked forward with a machete.

After a while, Zhang Mu and his team came to the other side of the road. Seeing the scene in front of them made Zhang Mu feel dazed.

There were several thatched huts built here near the island, and not far away was the pirate's ship, but looking at it, it seemed like it could fall apart at any time.

Outside the hut, there were seven or eight bonfires, and people lying around the bonfire were lying on the beach.

These people were ragged and wretched. Some of them had their pants like rags, and they were wearing "chiluo" their upper bodies.

Most people slept very sweetly and shouted.

Zhang Mu took a rough look and found that there were about 300 people.

The bald horse took them straight to one of the huts, which were real huts, air-ventilated on three sides, and were made temporary sheds made of tree trunks and straw mats.

Inside the shed, several large black boxes were piled up.

The bald horse walked to the edge of the box and lifted it up directly.

The boxes were filled with pieces of white silver.

These silvers are cast and cut very roughly, some are large, some are small, and have different shapes. There are garden cakes and silver ingots. If you don’t know, you really think it’s a pile of garbage.

The old butler picked up a piece and weighed it, and handed it to Zhang Mu.

Zhang Mu felt that the purity of the silver was not very high. I was probably only refining a few times and was basically still in the silver embryo stage.

Zhang Mu handed it to the old housekeeper again, and the old housekeeper threw it into the box like he threw scrap iron.

"Who is this guy looking at him?" asked Ma Tuzi.

"Oh, their cousin of our young boss. I'm too bored at home, so I'm clamoring to come out and take a look." The old butler smiled.

A trace of suspicion flashed in Ma Tuzi's eyes, but then he smiled and said, "I am young and brave. Your Wen family has someone to follow."

"There is there." Zhang Mu smiled modestly.

At this time, Ma Tuzi brought a sack and untied it, more than ten Japanese knives appeared inside the sack.

Ma Tuzi picked up one and pulled it out directly. Under the pale moonlight, the Japanese sword shone with a terrifying luster, and the blade had ice patterns that were tempered and refined.

The bald man pulled down a piece of hair. He put it on and blew it, and his hair immediately broke.

"A good knife, blowing hair and cutting hair, it's really extraordinary." Zhang Mu praised.

Ma Tuzi then took out a small box and opened it, and there were several fan bones inside. It was very delicate.

The old housekeeper began to inspect the goods one by one. After a moment, he looked up and smiled: "Yes, this time the things are better than the last time."

Ma Tuzi smiled and said, "It's not peaceful now that Japan is now. The things made are sometimes good and sometimes bad. But it doesn't matter. You all come for money. These things are just things that are brought by piggyback."

The old housekeeper said: "Give me the bill. I'll be together, and I'll go back if I have no problem. We'll trade here tomorrow morning."

The bald man took out a thick account book from a box, which was very dirty.

The old butler walked to the bonfire, then the firelight began to look at it page by page.

It took me half a day to finish reading it.

After closing the account book, he said, "The quantity is right. Then let's trade tomorrow."

"It's easy to say. Actually, you don't have to do this in the future. If you drove the boat earlier, you've already started unloading the goods." Ma Tuzi said with a little displeasure while rubbing the mud on his chest.

"Be careful to make the ten thousand-year-old ship. Our family is not afraid of you, but others. Just like last time, when we got off the boat, we rushed out for no reason. If we hadn't run fast, we would have been snatched by pirates. Recently, I heard that the south is not peaceful. We have to be careful." The old butler smiled.

"Hey, a good deal, someone must come out to the mud. Or say, let's not join the group. Look at the Japanese pirates, no matter who they are, even if they are beaten up when they meet, as long as we dare to bully them, all of them will come. We must fight with you.

Our people started to have bad markets as they did. Before, they were enough for their family to spend money. Now some people lowered the price, and sometimes they even lost money when they made it. Tell me, these idiots think so in their heads?"

Ma Tuzi seemed extremely dissatisfied with his colleagues and couldn't help but nag.

"Why are you still paying money?" Zhang Mu asked curiously.

"Little baby, you are spoiled at first sight. Where can you know the hard work at sea? We also purchase goods from the Japanese pirates first, and then trade with you here. Be an intermediary and make some hard money." Ma Tuzi said.

"Then why don't the Japanese pirates trade directly with us?" Zhang Mu asked.

"What they are talking about is bird songs, can you understand? Besides, the Japanese pirates are notorious. We ordinary people just want to make some money. Who wants to see Japanese pirates? Those guys always go to Bagaya Road and other things, and they don't blink. Who is not afraid?" said Ma Tuzi.

"Then aren't you afraid that the Japanese pirates will eat you?" Zhang Mu asked.

"I'm afraid! Who is not afraid? Those barbarians are like wild animals. But we also have to support our families, right?" Ma Tuzi said with a wry smile.

"Then why don't you go back and farm honestly?" Zhang Mu smiled.

"Farming? Bah! Can farming be full? After working hard for a year, it depends on God's expression. The owner is exploiting some of it. He has to drink the northwest wind. Although it is bitter outside, he can always eat full, right?

Besides, we won the world with Mr. Zhang in the early years. Lao Zhu defeated Mr. Zhang, and then we fled to the sea. We have settled in Nanyang over the years. When we returned, Lao Zhu won’t cut off our heads? Anyway, no one cares about it now, and there is no need to kowtow to Mr. Guan. I am the emperor myself, and I will do whatever I want. What do you think I will do when I go back?" Ma Tuzi said with a lip.

Only then did Zhang Mu realize that Ma Tuzi was just an intermediary, making a difference between Japanese pirates and smugglers.

It seems that smuggling has formed an industrial chain today.

Due to the pressure of coastal defense, the Japanese pirates did not dare to get too close, and local smugglers were unwilling to deal with the Japanese pirates.

After a while, it is not surprising that people like Ma Tuzi are born.

Zhang Mu felt a little disappointed. He thought he could catch a few Japanese, but he didn't see them.

"Then the person who has been making a fuss in Taizhou recently is a real Japanese pirate?" Zhang Mu asked.

"Of course, the Japanese pirates are fighting in China now, and they are in chaos. I heard that their emperor is just a decoration. What are they called and what is the curtain?" Ma Tuzi asked back and asked.

"Shogunate." A young man behind him replied.
Chapter completed!