A red lantern was hung on heaven and earth, which means a newcomer appeared on the stage.

But many people have noticed that this red lantern is different from usual. It is not a big red pure red lantern, but a new type of lantern that is red and white. So what does this lantern represent?

Out of curiosity, many people are willing to watch the fun.

Zhong Mingyuan is not a good thing, but he is loyal. He knows that he is a dog. He can only eat meat and continue to live by listening to his master's words. Therefore, he can definitely do his best to the tasks he ordered by Bai Minghe.

A month ago, after he got the chef from the original Sun family mansion, he lived a life like a gentle house for three days. He turned his cold courtyard into a home. Three days later, he brought some unfair warriors and boarded a boat to the Japanese island.

On the same boat, there were more than fifty young Japanese women.

"Master Zhong, Mr. Bai wants to change his taste recently..." A swordsman sat on the deck and saw that Zhong Mingyuan had also arrived at the deck, and said half-jokingly.

Zhong Mingyuan went over with a dark face and slapped him, but the swordsman did not dare to resist at all, so he quickly lowered his head.

"You, and you..." Zhong Mingyuan stretched out his hand and pointed at these warriors: "I'm tired of living. The young master dares to talk nonsense about gossip. These low-level guys are not afraid of stolen the young master's eyes. If you really want to change your taste, at least..." Zhong Mingyuan didn't continue, with an expression that you understand.

"Yes, yes!" The warriors quickly replied.

The cold murderous intent on Zhong Mingyuan's face disappeared, and he changed into a smile: "You guys, in terms of martial arts, compared with the Hua brothers, in terms of intelligence, in terms of wisdom, in terms of general Fan, in terms of cruelty..., haha!" Zhong Mingyuan did not say further, these third-rate warriors also understood that the masters of Dongchang were ruthless characters who were skinned alive.

"Remember what I taught you. When you arrive at the Japanese island, you will be the master. The three are not allowed. Do you remember?"

"Remember, one is not allowed to force rob, two is not allowed to harm good families, three is not allowed to owe money!" A group of third-rate warriors replied in unison.

Zhong Mingyuan nodded with satisfaction: "Just remember, you are going to do things. Do it seriously!"

"Master Zhong, don't you know our young master has a problem?"

"Yes!" Zhong Mingyuan's face also changed slightly. He felt a little relieved: "When I heard this number, I was very scared. The number given by the young master is that if you can exceed 50,000 this year, I will give you a reward. If you can exceed 100,000, you will be rewarded with great importance!"

Hundreds of thousands!

When I heard this number, the faces of the third-rate warriors changed. What is the number of 100,000? This number is really scary.

Everyone's eyes were on the entrance of the ship warehouse. There were more than fifty Japanese women in the ship warehouse. Although they were carefully selected, these people would help many young Japanese women willing to come to the Ming Dynasty to set up the line, but can these fifty people be robbed and not tied up with local forces in unknown ways, and only voluntarily convince 100,000 people?

Zhong Mingyuan also thought that the number of Baiminghe was a bit casual, but after all, Baiminghe said that. He would do it even if he tried his best.

In fact, the white-famous crane is confident enough to 100,000 people.

A few days later, Zhong Mingyuan and his group arrived at the Japanese island and entered a port in the west, and then borrowed the Japanese Anzai ship here and let the people take action separately.

In an ordinary village, there are hundreds of households here. When it comes to the identities of these people, they are actually slaves of the lord. However, they are not called slaves on the Japanese island, but rather called lords.

Daming will also send his family to greet people from the Ming Dynasty, and some city lords will even personally treat them.

As a guest of honor, Zhong Mingyuan was naturally treated with excellent reception. After Zhong Mingyuan gave a gift at the banquet, he explained his purpose very directly. Daming also answered directly that as long as it was voluntary, he would just collect taxes on all the income in proportion, or 40% of the ones who went voluntarily, and 60% would belong to him.

In the village, the Japanese girl dressed in fine white linen clothes returned to her home.

She was sold as a slave, and the price she sold was only half a stone of rice at the beginning.

At this time, as a slave, she appeared in clothes that were no less than those of the noble ladies of the lord castle, attracting the attention of the entire village. No one had seen the gifts she brought.

After returning to the home he had been thinking about day and night, this poor woman could not eat the food carefully prepared by her family. It was not because of her mood, but because she couldn't swallow the food.

For ordinary Japanese people, such meals can only be eaten during the holidays. A bowl of rice is definitely not new rice, and poor people eat old rice. They may usually eat brown rice, or even worse. A portion of soup, with a few slices of kelp on the soup, then a few pickles, and then half an inch long dried fish.

"I have been on the boat for a long time and have a good rest."

"I don't want to eat." After all, I'm not old and I don't have any barriers to speaking.

"Why?" asked the elders in the family. "You know, such food is the nobles of the Lord's family and it is difficult to eat it in normal times. Are you inconvenient to take it?"

The Japanese girl shook her head: "In the Ming Dynasty, there are three worst rice, and the rice is bright white rice or white flour. However, the Ming Dynasty people did not have kelp soup, and they did not eat pickles, and they almost didn't eat dried salted fish." The girl took her bag, opened it, and took out a thick stack of paper.

Her family looked at the stack of paper in confusion. "This is called a Japanese ticket, but those who return home can change it. I asked before I came back that after paying taxes on the Lord, I could exchange many things from the Lord, which were transported from the Ming Dynasty. If these Japanese tickets were exchanged for new rice, they would have at least three hundred stones!"

"Sister, I'll go to the Ming Dynasty with you too...

Baiminghe naturally knew about all this happening on the Japanese island, and after the Japanese were constantly transported back to Nanjing, Baiminghe knew even more about this similar story.

For this reason, Sun Yuanjun specially found the white-known crane.

"Husband, a large number of Japanese women came to the Ming Dynasty. This matter would damage the reputation of your husband! Besides, if the Japanese hatred for their husbands, their future plans will definitely be affected." What Sun Yuanjun cares most about is naturally Bai Minghe. Anything that makes her feel that it will be unfavorable to Bai Minghe will make her nervous.

Bai Minghe did not answer because he was very confident that the Japanese would not hate him.

In real history, half of the Japanese navy in the middle of the Qing Dynasty relied on their raw silk exports, while the other half was exchanged for the women from Japan.

This period of history is absolutely not recognized by Japan in later generations. But in fact, in the fifty years that began in 1870, it was fifty years before World War I. Hundreds of thousands of young women in Japan spread throughout Asia. Especially in the South Ocean, the South Ocean at that time, the economy was quite prosperous due to the mining of rubber and tin mines. The beauty and gentleness of Japanese prostitutes quickly overwhelmed other entertainment projects in various parts of the South Ocean, and vigorously formed a new popular entertainment service industry. With their weak body, Japanese prostitutes launched a powerful offensive against those indigenous peoples and men from all walks of life, writing an unreliable "selling spring history".

According to Western scholars, in the 33rd year of Meiji, in Siberia alone, one million yuan was transferred to Japan in this year. This is an important channel for Japan to earn foreign exchange, and more than 70% of the people who remit money were earned by **.

Seeing the white-known crane not speaking for a long time, Sun Yuanjun thought the white-known crane was thinking.

But after Bai Minghe spoke, he said something that surprised Sun Yuanjun: "Yuan Jun, I have studied the Japanese for my husband. For the people of Japan, I am not ashamed of this matter, but proud of it."

"Why?" Sun Yuanjun didn't understand. Doesn't a woman value her reputation?

There were hundreds of thousands of people rushing over and volunteering to sell their own.

The white-famous crane sneered a few times.

Some things cannot be said. Think about the history you have read. Not to mention one hundred thousand, there are one million, and two million Baiminghe doesn't care. Since young Japanese women like this kind of business, Baiminghe doesn't mind cultivating the noble thoughts of Ming women and stay away from this profession forever.

Of course, this business still needs to be operated well.

"Husband, when I was in the capital, although I didn't have a close relationship with several maids, they all wanted to ask me intentionally or unintentionally, perhaps because their family wanted to know."

"What do you know?"

"I want to know if my husband has any hatred with the Japanese, because his husband's approach to the Japanese island is terrible." Sun Yuanjun said this and felt that his husband was very scary.

The white-known crane approached Sun Yuanjun and said in Sun Yuanjun's ear: "Don't spread it, your husband has no hatred with Japan. But he hopes to exterminate them."

"Why?" Sun Yuanjun was shocked.

She already knows that Japan is located in Japan, and now has a population of more than 14 million.

Does his husband want to kill all these people?

Bai Minghe smiled a little stiffly. Could he still tell Sun Yuanjun something modern history?

It must not be told, Bai Minghe didn't want to tell lies to Sun Yuanjun, but just said, "You have to believe me in this matter. But I can't tell the reasons because I don't want to lie to you. I can only say that I have a real reason to let me do this. Lord Yu Qian once asked me, and what I told him was not the truth. Only here in the world knows!"

Bai Minghe pointed to her heart. Sun Yuanjun couldn't ask any more. According to her thoughts, following her husband is virtue. Since her husband has decided, she cannot doubt or ask more questions.

"Go back and rest, and then send someone to call Wan Xueer, and then ask someone to call Mo Chou over."

"Husband, I can also help you share your worries." Sun Yuanjun really wanted to do something.

Bai Minghe gently held Sun Yuanjun in his arms: "Jun Yuan, you are my wife. Some things are too dirty, I don't want you to stick to your hands. If you want to know, you have the opportunity to let Wan Xueer and Mo Chou tell you privately, don't let me tell you, so as not to think that your husband is an extremely evil person." (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, the novel is better and faster!
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