Chapter 60 Love? Not necessarily?

"Human traffickers will be struck by lightning."

When Zhang Debang took out a bank note of 400 silver dollars and patted it on Fang San's chest, he couldn't help but say something more.

Fang San didn't care. Their ancestors were doing this business. If you want to say that people like him should not have children, they should not have ***, but he felt that his valley was very good and did not even have hemorrhoids.

Therefore, he only regards what Zhang Debang said. As long as he makes money, he can only regard it as a gift if someone says a few words.

He didn't care, but the people on the boat got angry and held a knife to block Zhang Debang's way. Several North Korean women were so scared that they curled up. Zhang Debang poked the chest of the man with his fingers and said, "In North Korea, you may be the king. See clearly. This is the Ming Dynasty. I have spent money on buying people. Now, put away your knife for your Master Zhang.

Cut off one of Mr. Zhang’s fingers. You can’t even pay your life.”

Seeing that Zhang Debang was really angry, Fang San quickly inserted himself in and waved his hand at the pirate-like man, pushed away the people surrounding Zhang Debang, and gave way to Zhang Debang.

Seeing that the little girl was naked, Zhang Debang took off her clothes and wrapped the child, handed it to her mother, then snorted and took them out of the crowd.

Watching Zhang Debang go away, Fang San looked at the pirate-like man with a cold look and said, "Xie Laochuan, please hear it clearly for me and remember your identity clearly. This is the Ming Dynasty. We are businessmen, not pirates, nor bandits.

The reason why the government turned a blind eye to what we did was because it would be beneficial to the government. However, if you dare to do something wrong in the Ming Dynasty, even if you escape, the Hangzhou Shenzheng Department will chase you to the ends of the world."

Xie Laochuan, with a sinister face, looked at Fang San, a despicable man angrily, and a dull roar came from his throat.

Fang San took out a handful of silver dollars from his arms and slapped it on Xie Laochuan's chest and said, "Don't think too much, making money is the best thing in the world."

The silver dollar fell from Fang San's fingers and fell on the deck. It was picked up by the rest of the people, put it in a cloth bag, and finally put it into Xie Laochuan's arms and surrounded him and left.

The huge sea boat was still cruising on the wide surface of Qiantang River, but Fang San sat on the sampan and went ashore. Today's transaction was done, with a good start. Next, he would contact more wealthy families, hoping to deal with the crew in half a month.

Zhang Debang has no other business, he just specializes in eating tiles.

Thanks to the blessing of his ancestors, his family has six shops and four houses in Hangzhou. They are not considered rich and noble, but they have no worries about food and clothing.

Of course, North Korean women cannot take them home, otherwise, the stinky woman would definitely hang herself with tears in the sky, and it would be fine if she put them outside. It would be a disadvantage if the woman could not give birth to a son.

Just so happened that Zhang Bangde had a small courtyard by the canal, which was still empty. The house was not big. Because it was close to the canal, the scenery was good and it was quite prosperous, so he placed Park here.

Since he came to this house, Park has been trembling.

Zhang Bangde handed Park a small purse, and then said to her: "My demands are not high. I will give me a son, and then do whatever you want. I will give the child to my wife to raise. It has nothing to do with you. Do you understand?

In addition, your surname Park is not nice in the Ming Dynasty. If you change it, you will call it Zheng in the future.”

Zheng nodded repeatedly, Zhang Bangde looked back at the girl wrapped in his shirt and sighed: "It's not easy for you. The North Koreans can't survive in the Ming Dynasty, and you don't have a household registration.

It is probably a dead end to return to North Korea. The village chief in my hometown is my uncle. I can see if I can give you a boatman's household registration. In the future, I must learn Chinese well, but I dare not say another word in Korean."

After giving these instructions, Zhang Debang closed the door of the house and went out alone.

As soon as he left, Zheng fell to the ground and cried miserably with his daughter in his arms.

However, after crying for a while, she said to her daughter: "You are the descendant of Dayuanjun. Although you are a woman, you must remember that there is royal blood flowing in your body.

From now on, I won’t allow you to speak Korean, unless you are so powerful that you can speak Korean and make the Ming people surrender. If you can do it, then go back to North Korea.

Before that, I will use all my strength to help you!”

The little woman didn't understand Zheng's words very well, but just looked up at the fruits on the grapefruit tree in the yard.

After Zheng took two maids to clean up the house, the door opened. Zhang Bangde walked in with a bag of rice and a basket of vegetable oil, and handed it over to Zheng. After turning around and going out, he brought a lot of vegetables, eggs and meat in. After handing a fish to Zheng, he blushed and took some cloth from outside and said to Zheng, "First take care of yourself and make some clothes."

Zheng squatted and thanked him, and Zhang Bangde smiled and said to Zheng: "You were a woman who had enjoyed happiness before. If you follow me, you will not let you suffer. Since you have escaped from the hell on earth in North Korea, you can live well in the Ming Dynasty.

As a woman, living a safe life is also a blessing.”

Zheng hesitated and said, "I used to be a woman from "two groups of families". I hope my husband will be pity."

"Two classes of families?"

"Scholars."

Zhang Bangde finally figured out that this woman was a North Korean scholar. He immediately smiled very happily and finally felt that his six hundred silver dollars were not wrong.

A smart woman will always be smarter, unlike her yellow-faced woman who has been dressed up and played horses all day long.

As for Zheng's other identities, Zhang Bangde didn't care at all. He had heard Fang San boast about him that in Dashilan in Macau, no North Korean royal women were interested.

After dealing with these things, it was already late. After Zheng waited for the child to eat and fall asleep, he went to make the bed silently. However, Zhang Bonde stood up and said, "You have suffered too much. I will take good care of your body these days. I will come to see you tomorrow."

As he spoke, he smiled at Zheng, closed the door and left.

"The master is a good person."

A North Korean crawled and knelt beside Zheng, looking at the bed full of new things, and couldn't help but whisper.

"Not even better than Dayuanjun!"

Zheng said coldly.

"Daewon-jun did not bring his wife with him when he ran away."

Another servant said with resentment.

Zheng looked at the bright moonlight outside the window and said, "As long as he is alive, we couple will meet one day. On that day, I will die in his arms."

The night wind floats, and the swaying shadows of the grapefruit trees appear to have endless sorrow when they fall on the windows.

Zhang Bangde, who had left the house, felt that he had to go to the brothel. He actually hated the choice he had just made. When he walked to the door of the brothel, he had even heard the laughter of the women. He hesitated for a moment and turned around and went home.

Yun Zhao also went home at this time.

Not in a good mood at all.

After listening to Zhang Guozhu's advice, he agreed to a limited opening of aliens to enter the Ming Dynasty. Tomorrow, the Lantian Daily will spread this news throughout the Ming Dynasty.

As for those people's suggestions, he vetoed the work of allowing Ming merchants and workshop owners to hire aliens to do work.

These people entered the Ming Dynasty and did not have much to do. The most open-minded were miners, as well as farmers, workers and pastoral workers. As for women, they mainly focused on the service industry.

Those people did not expect the emperor to really make such a hole, so they promised Yun Zhao at the first time that most of the slaves they got would be sent to coal mines, iron ore, tungsten ore, copper ore, cinnabar ore and other mines for operations.

The rest is used on railway construction sites and on farms in the northwest.

There were not too many aliens in the first batch of Ming Dynasty, with a maximum of 500,000.

This rule was set by Yun Zhao, but Yun Zhao himself knew that as long as this opening was opened, driven by interests, there would definitely not be only 500,000 people who entered the Ming Dynasty.

This is a general trend.

The people may not know the Ming Dynasty’s use of slaves in Southeast Asia, but how could the officials here not understand?

The slaves in Nanyang were able to create rich wealth for the Ming Dynasty every year. Whether it was sugar, rubber, spices, or even rice with narrow grains, they were all very popular goods in the Ming Dynasty.

When he returned to the bedroom, he saw Qian Duoduo sticking out his butt and rumbling through the cabinets, while his second son was guarding his mother. Both of them had their heads penetrated into the wooden box, and they didn't know what they were looking at.

Yun Zhao coughed, and Qian Duoduo raised his head from the box and said to Yun Zhao with a smile: "Husband, do you still remember the box of sapphires that Duan Guoren gave me to me?"

Yun Zhao thought for a while and said, "I don't like other men giving you gifts, so I threw them to Zhao Guoxiu and sold them to build a hospital."

Yun Xian’s answer to his father was hard to believe. He wanted to leave very much, but unfortunately his mother had already looked down at him and said, “Look, if your love for a woman does not meet the standards of your father, do what you want to do honestly.”

Yun Zhao looked at his son and said, "Why, have you begun to be interested in girls?"

Yun Xian shook his head and said, "My master thinks I should contact women, and he also said that the earlier I contact, the better."

Yun Zhao smiled and said, "Why?"

Yun Xian threw down the lid of the wooden box in annoyance, made a loud noise, and then said to his father: "Women are in trouble. The master thinks I need to find a few gems for him, so that he can take me to see the true faces of those women."

Yun Zhao looked at Qian Duoduo and said to his son: "You haven't thought that [www.biqugexx.biz] is the gem that your master wants to cheat you?"

Yun Xian shouted: "Of course I know. I just want to see how the master uses those broken stones to tell me some truths he thinks I should understand."
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