On the deck of the Iron Armored Ship, a long solid wood table was placed, and Wenshen and Zhang Long sat on one side. On the other side were an old minister of the Eastern Roman Empire and two others. Wenshen was in front of him, took a sip, looked at the three people opposite him, and smiled and said, "Tell me, why do you want to hit us?"

It is October now, and the weather is not hot at all. Because it is even a little chilly at the sea, the old minister's forehead is covered with beans of sweat beads. I don't know if it is hot or nervous. When Wenshen asked, he smiled and said with apologies: "We don't mean to be enemies with you. It's all the old emperor's jealous of your rejuvenation medicine. He insisted on hitting you. This has nothing to do with us."

"I'm not planning to sell the medicine to the old emperor, why did he even hit me?" Wen Shen looked innocent, which made people funny.

But the old minister couldn't laugh at all, and just told the truth: "Sir, you don't know that the gold we bought the medicine disappeared last night. Otherwise, the old emperor wouldn't have taken the risk."

"Oh, why are you so careless? So much gold is gone. This is too incredible!" Wen Shen said with an exaggerated expression.

"Who said no? So much gold is gone, it's a hell. But the old emperor was frightened just now and had already gone to see Jesus. Now the emperor is his eldest son John."

"Ah, it's so unfortunate. But this is not the reason for your exemption, so you must compensate us." Wenshen looked at Zhang Long and said, "Zhang Long, do you think about how many silver taels of arms we consumed in the battle just now."

Zhang Long held back his smile and thought for a moment, "Sir, we have consumed a total of 50 million taels of silver arms just now."

Wenshen looked at the old minister, "You also heard that we have consumed a total of 50 million silver arms, and I don't want much. You can just pay 60 million taels of silver."

"This... this arms are too expensive. It will cost so much money in such a short time." The old minister said astonished.

"I'm wrong with your words. If it's not expensive, can it be so powerful? Look at our three warships, we will lose tens of thousands of troops and hundreds of warships, which will cost you generals. How can it be less expensive!"

The old minister wiped the sweat from his head, "Sir, we really don't have that much silver, can we lose it?" In the spirit of saving as much as possible, we began a cruel bargaining.

One hour later, the two sides finally reached an agreement to compensate the Song Fleet for 50 million taels of silver and deliver it within one month.

The old minister returned to the palace and reported the negotiations to John II. Although John II was unwilling to do so, he still had no choice but to sign and stamp the seal when he remembered the fierce artillery fire of the Song Dynasty fleet.

...

"Commissioner, we have really made a fortune this time! I guess we have plundered all the money in this country."

"Calm down!" Wen Shen smiled, "All the soldiers of the three ships gave them 100 taels of silver, so that they could have a good life."

A month later, 50 million taels of silver were sent to Wenshen. After being moved to the ship, Wenshen secretly transported it to Yizhou. Seeing that the matter was done, the fleet prepared to set sail and start the journey.

Just as the fleet was about to set off, the old minister who had negotiated with Wenshen had come to the dock to find him and asked, "Sir, you are polite!"

"What's the matter if you come to me?"

The old minister smiled and said, "I am hereby order from my Majesty. I will ask if you buy those magical weapons?"

“Not selling!”

"Well, we have received news that the weapons you used appeared in the Pope. Could it be that you were not sold to them?" the old minister said in confusion.

"Oh, you said them. It's not bad, I sold them."

"You can sell it to them, why not sell it to us?"

It turned out that during this period, the Pope State quickly unified the entire Italian Peninsula with the weapons provided by Wenshen, and occupied many lands of the Frankish kingdoms and the Holy Roman Empire, and attacked eastward, directly threatening the safety of the Eastern Roman Empire. After seeing the power of modern firearms, John II was scared. He was afraid that the Western Romans would come to fight, so he also wanted to buy some to fight against Western Romans.

In fact, the Roman Empire was originally a family, and both believed in Christianity. For more than a thousand years, the relationship was still fine, but seventy years ago, the two sides completely broke up.

Wenshen touched the fluffy beard on his chin and felt a little annoyed, thinking: "Just get better, your body shape is enough, why has your beard become so soft? Can you become a child after a long time? If you really become a child, it would be miserable." Thinking that the clone showed no sign of getting smaller, I couldn't help but relax.

"Do you still have money to buy?"

When the old minister heard that there was a show, he hurriedly said, "We will collect all the gold products and collect more than 200,000 taels. I don't know how much we can buy."

In the end, Wenshen sold them twenty heavy machine guns and four howitzers, and at the same time they were equipped with 200,000 bullets and 400 shells.

...

In the arena, John II looked at the dark and cold weapons in front of him and sighed: "That little thing is only more than 200,000 taels of gold, so expensive!" He looked at a group of craftsmen who were studying and shouted: "You have been watching for a long time, and they will tell me if they can be made."

The craftsman in charge shook his head and said, "Your Majesty, these things are forged with good stainless steel. We cannot smel these stainless steels. Even if we make them with ordinary copper and iron, we are afraid that the effect will not be good. This is still for this big guy, and we cannot make this little guy at all."

"Oh, you are the best craftsmen in the country that cannot be made. It seems that the Song Dynasty is indeed very powerful." John II turned to look at the ministers, "You all let me hear it. Don't mess with the Song people at any time or place. If you meet the Song people, you should be flattered and serve them carefully. Have you heard it!"

"Abide by the sacred decree!"

After seeing the power of modern weapons, the ministers were completely afraid of the Song people and wanted to kill them and not provoke the Song people. At the same time, they also had the idea of ​​going to the East to go to the Song people to go to business with the Song people.

"Now we have such a powerful weapon. Are we attacking the Seljuks eastward, regaining lost land, and plundering some gold and silver at the same time. Now there is not much gold and silver left. Alas, the thousand-year-old collection is lost in one day."

A minister said, "Your Majesty does not need to be sad. With these weapons, we will soon recover the holy land and restore the glory of the Roman Empire, and the gold and silver will naturally come back."

"You said it right!"

...

The Song Dynasty fleet left Constantinople and reentered the Mediterranean.

"Commissioner, those people don't owe us money, so why do we sell weapons to them. What if they take weapons and attack us?" Zhang Long wondered.

"Why don't we make money? Besides, they use one less ammunition. After using it, if we don't sell it to them, it will be a pile of scrap iron. Do you think they will hit us?" Wen Shen smiled and replied.

"It's reasonable! Next, where are we going? It's almost December now, and the Chinese New Year will be celebrated soon. It seems that we're going to spend this year outside."

Wenshen looked at Zhang Long and saw that his face looked homesick, "What? I miss home?"

Zhang Long smiled faintly: "A little bit! But it's okay. Anyway, my family doesn't have a wife or children, and my parents have my brothers to serve him."

"After you go back, I will give you a half-year vacation and spend time with your family."

"Thank you!"

"Next, the place we go is Dumyat in the south!"

"Oh, is this city as big as Constantinople?" Zhang Long asked curiously.

"It shouldn't be big, but the location is very important. We will do something very important there. And it may take several years to complete." Wenshen said lightly.

"Well, then we will stay here for a few years? How long will it take?"

Wen Shen smiled and said, "It depends on your ability. If you can complete it in two or three years, it may not be able to complete it if you slow down in ten or eight years."
Chapter completed!