Xing'an was seasick. When he passed Nanjing, he did not let the dock, but when he arrived in Fuzhou, he couldn't help it. He vomited so much that he even vomited bile. He blamed him for not drinking the unpalatable seasickness medicine in advance, and asked the fleet to move forward at full speed. He was on a sea boat for the first time, but he suffered a lot.

"Resting for one day in Fuzhou, only one day of rest." Xing'an said weakly.

The fleet was close to Fuzhou, but the patrol ship of Fujian Dushi blocked it.

"Who is it, who is tired of living." Xing'an was angry. As one of the three giants among all the eunuchs in the Ming Dynasty, as the governor of the East Factory, he would go out to welcome him for thirty miles whenever he walked there. Someone dared to stop his ship and prevent him from entering the dock. Xing'an had the desire to kill people.

Xing'an had not yet shown the sign. When he heard that this was the Guangdong Dusi ship, a third-rank military officer immediately came to the ship.

"It's not that I won't let it go, but that the dock is blocked. They are all my brothers, and I dare to stop your ship." Liu Mingxuan is also a third-rank official. After hearing the reason of the Fujian Metropolitan Department, he whispered: "The Grand Governor of the East Factory is on the ship, and this time he is here to reward him."

Liu Mingxuan didn't know many details about the capital.

The case of rebellion was not made public to all officials, nor was it announced to Sun Yuanjun's princess book.

Liu Mingxuan knew some fur, but it was not deep.

Of course, Liu Mingxuan would not say too much about outsiders, but only said that Xing'an was on the boat.

"Xing Du is on the ship, this time it's just..."

"It's just a temporary stop, which is a bit seasick. You need to stay on the shore for a day, even if you only need a boat to enter the dock. Or if it really doesn't work, you can send a small boat to pick up the people on the shore and prepare a better house to make people feel safe." Liu Mingxuan knew that the governor of the East Factory could not afford to offend him.

Such people will always be moody.

As he was talking, Jin Jie ran over: "General Liu, Xingtuo saw a lot of ships here in the warehouse. He was interested in asking what happened. He was very energetic and his steps were not so floating."

"Then let's take our sea patrol boat to the dock first?"

"That's it!"

Xing'an is really interested. He hasn't seen a pier that will be surrounded by countless large and small ships. There are hundreds of sea boats here and thousands of ships in the inland river.

Finally, when he stepped on the ground, Xing'an breathed a long sigh: "This is considered stable."

The chief in charge of the Fujian Metropolitan Department, equivalent to a deputy governor like Deng Hailong, received a report and kept it. This person is not a Han Chinese, but a She ethnic group in Fujian, but a hard-working nation. Most of his position is based on real skills, and a minority is to appease the ethnic minorities here.

This person's surname is Lan.

Lan Yu, the founding general of the Ming Dynasty, was a She people.

"Xing Du. The last one is the Blue Ocean. He is currently the right governor of the Navy of Fujian Metropolitan Command. He did not know that Xing Du was visiting, and he was in trouble to welcome Xing Du to punish the crime!" This person said that he was punishing the crime, not seeing.

This sounded comfortable in Xing'an's ears, and he waved his hand with a smile: "The Zajia is just an old slave around Longsui. This time, he went to Guangdong to see Bai Minghe, a little boy, and also comforted him. He passed by Fuzhou and got off the boat to take a look. But he didn't know why the pier was so crowded."

Fuzhou Wharf is not a small wharf. This is the wharf used by the eunuch Sanbao to voyage to the West.

Such large piers are so crowded that they can't even squeeze in a boat, which shows how many boats there are.

"Xingdu, Lord Bai is not in Guangdong now. At this time, he should be in Little Luzon. The ships at this pier are from Little Luzon. Twenty ships every day, and people stop. They keep shipping goods and loading them. Most of the time, they are all stocking up and replenishing water and food, and the empty ship goes to Little Luzon again." Lan Hai explained to Xing'an.

In fact, it has only been less than a month since Bai Minghe made a harsh talk to the Fujian business gang for the first time.

There are thousands of large and small businesses in Fujian, but there is no one who doesn’t want to stick to this business.

"Is this thing good?" Xing'an asked someone to bring a coconut fruit.

"Please move on. There is a yamen here that has been specially set up for maritime affairs. However, my master's ministry cannot come to greet him. At this time, the three ministry is discussing the management allocation of the market. Several adults have not come out for two days and two nights."

Lan Hai’s words are the truth, and Xing'an knows the tricks even more.

This is not about discussing management, but about how to allocate benefits. This prosperity alone represents huge profits. The governor must consider the tax they are responsible for, the governor must maintain soldiers and repair ships. The inspector must be responsible for the interests disputes before the dealer and incidents such as vicious competition.

So you can't work in vain and work harder.

After entering the so-called yamen, it was actually a big house and then divided it into several pieces.

The first sign in the door reads that the destiny of heaven personally teaches the first courtyard. Dozens of businessmen outside the door sat on the bench and waited silently, without communicating with each other. They all lowered their heads without exception, and sometimes looked up at the door.

Just so happened that a man in the uniform of a eunuch in charge came out and took a piece of paper and said, "Fuzhou Wu Family Business, I'm inferior to the third class, and retreat!" After that, one person behind him put a box, and then a printed paper on the box. The representative of the business went to the ground crying and said, "Please give me another chance, and another chance."

At that moment, another old man came out: "Turn out." Another wooden sign on the old man's chest said Fujian Business Gang.

The representative of the business name went crazy and took out a bag from behind: "We, our business name has this!"

A mattress can't tell what material it is.

The old man glanced, narrowed his eyes, then turned around and bowed: "I'm so shameless, please go to the First Courtyard to look at it again. This thing is good. Maybe it can be rated as a second-class, which is enough for Lord Bai's minimum purchase standard."

Xing'an walked over with a wink. The little eunuch beside him stretched out and held the mat in his hand and held it in front of Xing'an.

The eunuch who was still very imposing just now, knelt down: "Congratulations to Eunuch Xing, and greets General Lan." Xing'an just nodded slightly, and Jin Jie next to him explained: "Uncle Xing, this first hospital is composed of the best people in various industries. They are responsible for identifying the grade of goods and setting the standards for identification."

"Not bad!" Xing'an naturally has to be majestic in front of outsiders.

Jin Jie also said: "The first class can be tribute, the second class can be invested in the army, and the third class can be traded by the private sector. The third class will not be popular, and such things are not allowed at all."

Xing'an flipped through the mat: "Let's find someone who knows what you know." Xing'an is really optimistic about this brown mat.

In fact, in Xing'an's heart, this mat is already excellent, not worse than what he saw in the palace. Its feels good in the feel of the hand or the hardness it presses on, and its elasticity is excellent.

But since there are professional people here to watch, Xing'an will not hinder these people.

The businessman kowtowed to Xing'an thankfully. Although he didn't know Xing'an, he might always be grateful for his help.

If the appraisal is qualified to be viewed by outsiders, because Xing'an wants to see it, the businessman is allowed to enter.

A large stone was continuously smashed on the mat, and then someone poured water on another piece to calculate the permeability. Ten small pieces of mats were being tested in different ways, with specialized records. The businessman was constantly wiping sweat.

Xing'an asked casually: "Is this business good?"

"Sir, you don't know. There is a saying in Fuzhou City. Being able to take a second-class piece of paper from the house means that there are tens of thousands of acres of fertile land at home. Fuzhou Dongcheng Fuji Oil Farm took a first-class coconut oil review and gave him 100 taels of gold on the spot, asking him to expand the workshop and recruit workers. Moreover, he has the right to pick up the coconut fruit on the dock for three ships. Coconut oil is packed with 5,000 barrels per year, as long as the quality is good, there is no upper limit."

Xing'an heard it interesting, but did not continue to ask.

The businessman might be grateful to Xing'an and said something else.

"My sir, I only say that he has 5,000 barrels of coconut oil every year. If he does well, he will reward him. His top-quality product, 10% of the price per barrel, is 33 taels of silver. After tax on one or three coins of silver, his profit will not be less than ten taels of silver, and a net income of 50,000 taels a year, not just the income of ten million mu of fertile land."

Xing'an nodded slightly. For ordinary people, the income of 50,000 taels is already a very wealthy family.

Is there so much benefit? Xing'an is not interested in calculating?

But people died of money. Just looking at the expectant eyes of these people outside, Xing'an knew what a piece of paper here represented.

If you want to talk about profit, the real profit is still in the water army of Fujian Dusi. They brought a boat of coconuts and directly increased the price by ten times. There are countless businesses waiting to be asked here.

The actual cost of a ship of coconut is only thirty taels of silver. For the cold-pressed part of the oil, twenty coconuts can produce one pound of oil. A barrel of oil requires about 240 pounds of oil, which requires 4,800 coconuts. The cold-pressed part of a ship of coconut can produce five or six barrels of oil.

After cold pressing, the coconut meat is not finished. Cut it and then cook it. You can produce more than one pound of oil in the original way, but you don’t want this oil. As long as the white-known crane is cold pressed with high purity and high-quality coconut oil, you will not be offered a high price of 30 taels per barrel.

So, if a ship of coconut costs three hundred taels of silver, the merchants on the pier are naturally rushing to ask for it.

The high-quality cold-pressed coconut oil White-famous crane has already paid a huge profit for the business. The hot-trained coconut oil merchants can be transported to various places to sell, which is also beneficial in itself.

And the coconut shell is like this one, making a mat can also make some money.

At present, the price offered by the oil mill is all. If you send someone to take the brown shell outside the coconut, the shell will be taken away by the shell, which saves labor and also disposes the garbage.
Chapter completed!