"On land, our opponent is Samarkand, that is, the Timur Empire, while on the sea, our opponent is meat fan country, that is, Osman and Zhanji, which takes decades."

Fang Xing will not pay attention to a small businessman. Even if Abdullah has ulterior motives, according to his treatment, he just goes to the sea to feed fish.

"If Daming wants to prosper forever, he must first control the sea, and secondly, he must break through Samarkand by land, so as to meet the meat fan country who also wants to unify the world by land and sea."

Fang Xing certainly doesn't care about the two ships of goods. Finding something in his warehouse can make people stunned.

Money is not what he values. What he values is

"The world is bright, it must be."

Fang Xing's mood was a little excited and his wave was powerful.

Zhu Zhanji listened quietly, and his heart was surging.

Korea and China still know nothing about the outside world. We can know it from the name of meat fan country.

"Tianfang people know a lot about the West. Believe me, Timur is not the strong enemy of Daming."

Fang Xing took out a sheepskin and handed it to Zhu Zhanji: "look, this is the world, the world in the West."

On the sheepskin is a rough map, on which Tianfang characters are used to record the divided countries.

"Daming is here."

Fang Xing pointed to Daming on the map. Zhu Zhanji closed his eyes and exhaled. When he opened his eyes again, he said solemnly, "I'll talk to Grandpa Huang when I go back. The world is not simple. Daming can't sit still and watch the sky."

Fang Xing said carelessly: "someone once took a boat to go straight, and finally returned to the back of his starting place..."

Zhu Zhanji didn't care about this, and his mind was all on the map.

Fang Xing sighed slightly and felt that he was really flattered and threw his eyes to the blind man.

……

"Abdullah, our money is gone! It's gone!"

"So what? Are we going to lose our lives here?"

Abdullah said bitterly, "think about those Javanese, and you'll be glad we're still alive."

"But if you didn't have to be clever, where would the trouble come from?"

"Yes, you have to pay for our losses when you go back!"

Several people came to the dock noisily, and several natives were cleaning on their boat. This was the service they got after spending money on clocks.

"We'll leave tomorrow."

Abdullah is not going to pay back their money, but we still have to work together.

The sailors are resting on the shore. The special services they used to have are gone this time, which makes them extremely bored.

The natives muttered as they worked. They didn't know what they were talking about.

After cleaning, the natives got some food as a reward.

"Bang, Guri, your brother's food."

The people who distribute food are also natives, but they are the backbone of working hard for Daming.

Walking on the dock, there were people all around.

Under the supervision of the old port army, those natives are struggling to carry materials and expand the wharf.

The natives stared at the construction site for a while, then went out of the dock and went home together.

Two of the natives were brothers. They were smiling with a bag of grain.

"Bang, go home and eat dry."

"OK, Guri."

When Abdullah saw the proud appearance of the two brothers, he bah at them and said, "go back to your place!"

Bang looked back at him with a humble smile on his face and bowed down.

"Damn guy!"

Abdullah looked contemptuously at Guli with an angry face, took another Pooh, and then went to find Zhong pin to beg for mercy.

But Zhong pin declined with great regret and empathy.

"Old friend, let me tell you something. If you didn't come and go on this route often, your life would be gone today. Understand? You're really lucky. Listen to me, you can earn it back next time. Go and have a rest."

After fooling Abdullah away, Zhong pin remembered Fang Xing's attitude towards those people and pondered for a long time. Then he went home to collect half of the benefits he received and turned himself in to Shi Jinqing.

Abdullah, good luck!

At this time, Zhu Zhanji was discussing the future development direction of the old port with Shi Jinqing and others.

"Daming's wedge, your role is this. Watch the Strait firmly."

"Remember, this is the territory of Daming!"

After reading the map, Zhu Zhanji had a sense of panic, so his attitude was more serious than ever.

Shi Jinqing patted his chest excitedly and promised that as long as the Shi family lived, the old port would be Daming's, and then coughed.

"Here comes the doctor!"

There is more than one doctor in the fleet, whose level is different from that of the old port.

Zhu Zhanji frowned and said, "the palace still wants to see Lord shi work for Daming for decades. Please take care of your body."

The slight blame made Shi Jinqing's eyes red. He looked around, blinked and said, "Your Highness, please rest assured. I will take care of my body. When your highness comes again next time, I will meet you at the dock."

"Good, must be good."

Zhu Zhanji nodded and then said to sister Shi, "you should take good care of Lord Shi. In addition, Daming is right here. He doesn't need those things with empty head and brain to stabilize. Go back and deal with it."

Sister Shi got up, sweat all over her face and said in fear, "Your Highness, forgive me. I know my mistake. I'll keep the child alive when I turn back."

Second sister Shi adopted a child with some intention, but Zhu Zhanji obviously didn't think it was a good idea.

Seeing off Shi Jinqing's father and daughter, Zhu Zhanji said with a bitter smile, "it's just an old port. There are so many things. It's conceivable that Grandpa Huang is busy and worried."

Fang woke up and said with a smile, "so I said, power ministers and kings are not easy to live. They are tired to death. It's good to be like me and be at ease."

Zhu Zhanji shook his head and said with a smile, "that's right. In ten years, I will miss this time."

……

On the dock, those craftsmen are overhauling the ships. The fleet will not stay in the old port for long, and the return journey is also not easy.

After lunch, the natives continued to be busy, and the natives who were called to do odd jobs also shuttled back and forth on the ship.

The busyness lasted until sunset. The prisoners were driven back to the camp, and the natives who did odd jobs could go home.

Fang Xing and Zhu Zhanji looked at the wharf that had been hit with many piles. After a tour, they were ready to go back.

"Kill!"

Jia Quan rushed over with his horse and shouted, "Your Highness, some natives have killed the heavenly merchants, and the prisoners have rioted!"

Fang woke up and looked at the servants around him and more than a dozen bodyguards of Zhu Zhanji. He shouted, "has Jubao mountain guard been assembled? What about Shi Jinqing? Assemble his subordinates and protect the Han people first!"

Zhu Zhanji put down his telescope and said, "Jubao mountain guard has attacked, and Shi Jinqing's people are also encircling the prisoners."

Boom!

A huge cry broke out in the distance, and then countless people began to run towards the wharf.

"Jubaoshanwei blocked their way. These people wanted to grab ships from the wharf and escape from the old port."

Zhu Zhanji smiled and said that he did not face the panic of thousands of people.