"Master Bao...Master Bao..."

In a daze, a few soft shouts woke me up from my sleep.

I opened my eyes and saw that it was Haneda Katsushika calling me.

Looking at Haneda Katsutashi who was waiting for news in the tea shed, I felt happy: "Is there any news?"

"Yes." Haneda Kataku also looked happy: "Fujiwara Izumi asked someone to inform me that a businessman from the Song Dynasty had agreed and asked us to go to a hidden house in Sanchome to negotiate."

"Let's go!"

I quickly patted my face and asked casually: "Uncle Haneda, have you reached a conclusion on the prices of several shipyards you asked about?"

"Everything is here." Haneda Katsushima handed over a piece of paper, "It's a pity that it's just the price of the small islands in Japan, not from the Song Dynasty and the Liao Dynasty, so there may be some deviation."

"It's okay, it's just a reference. After all, we need a big ship now, so it doesn't matter if the price is a little expensive. The main thing is to let us achieve our goal. Otherwise, it will be useless to save money."

I stretched and looked at the price on the paper while following Haneda Katsukaku down the boat.

While Uncle Dorao followed, fifty Rakshasa Guards' flags also followed us unmovably.

After walking a few steps, I stopped: "Uncle Haneda, please send a few people to wait on the dock. If Minataro comes back, ask him to stay outside the place where we are talking about business and help me watch the people entering and leaving."

"good!"

Where Haneda Katsushi waved, a few soldiers of three ran over and whispered a few times. They also walked off the boat and stood on the open space at the dock.

The designated location of Fujiwara Izumi is not hard to find, it is just inside a grocery store that looks inconspicuous. When we walked in under the guidance of a servant, we found that there was another world inside.

The originally small grocery store has a courtyard with a few small trees inside, and two other open tatami rooms. The layout can also reflect a kind of elegance, which is the kind that makes people feel comfortable to see.

Fujiwara Izumi was sitting in the courtyard, holding a pair of large scissors to repair the small tree that grew green leaves. When I saw that I came, I didn't say anything, but just nodded and pointed to the room on the right.

Actually, it’s not necessary for him to say that I had already seen seven or eight strong men standing outside the room on the right, with knives on their bodies, looking majestic.

Of course, the word "Biaozhuang" is just for me. When these men saw a group of extremely tall Rakshasa strong men behind me, they sucked in air, their eyes became a little free, and their hands were firmly held on the handle of the knife... However, the slightly shaking hands still betrayed their mood.

I walked past them without even looking at it, took off my shoes under the small steps at the door and walked into the room gently.

Through the contact between Kuo Zhongquan, I know that even merchants in the Song Dynasty, people who know some poetry and lyrics and essays, pay great attention to some superficial things.

Now I am asking for help. And I don’t think that observing etiquette is a bad thing, so I did it according to the etiquettes assigned to me by my master.

Sitting cross-legged in the room was a man who was sitting next to him. When he saw me coming to him, his legs were kneeling. He raised his head with the book, and his eyes swept across my face.

I also saw him clearly. The man was about thirty years old, with a little round face, wide and thick lips, bright eyes, and very stable, with no emotion at all.

The man's clothes are also very exquisite. In the white silk robe, the moon-white lining is made of more advanced soft silk, and there is a large jade ring on the left thumb. Although I don't know any beautiful jade, just looking at the flowing color, I know it is a expensive product.

"Yes, you still understand the etiquette of Dasong." The man looked at the place where I put my hands and looked straightened with my chest, and smiled unconsciously: "Have you specially taught to the teacher of Dasong?"

I quickly replied seriously: "My father is a scholar from the Song Dynasty. However, because of the oppression of the landlords and bullies, he had to go abroad. However, he always cared about his hometown and always wanted to go back."

The man was slightly stunned, but his face softened a lot: "It turns out that he was the son taught by a scholar. It's not bad. I haven't lost my Song Dynasty character yet, it's great!"

After a pause, he put down the book in his hand, "I heard that how many cargo ships do you want to buy?"

I could see that he spoke very directly, and he didn't speak like a businessman, but like an official asking.

Thoughts flashed and I replied, "Yes, I want to buy five 9-meter-long ships to transport the goods I bought home."

The man said without comment: "Five big ships, do you have so many cargoes to load?"

I said, "To be honest, we lack everything on the island. This time, I finally put together all the belongings, just to change something and go back so that everyone can live a better life."

The man thought for a while and asked again, "Do you have many people from the Song Dynasty?"

I hesitated for a moment, shook my head and said, "Not many, our family is the only one in the Song Dynasty, because the life of the Song Dynasty is much better than other places. There are some survivors of the Tang Dynasty, some Rakshasa people, as well as Jurchens, Japanese people, and natives..."

"So many ethnic groups? Are you the one who is the master of your family?" The man smiled calmly: "That's right, you can manage so many people on a deserted island. You are worthy of being a scholar in the Song Dynasty."

Can you say "I'm the Song Dynasty" one by one?

I said in my heart, and my face showed a melancholy look, "If there are so many people under my rule in a rich place, it is a blessing. But in a remote barbarian land, I can't even eat enough. So many people are just a greater burden."

The man became more interested in hearing this, "Oh? Is there so much trouble in your place? Then why does your father still care about them? Just live a good life by yourself!"

"My father said that Mencius taught the world that people should be 'poor, if they are poor, they should be good for themselves, and if they are prosperous, they should be good for the world'. He was deeply taught by the saints' poetry and books. How could he be selfish and disregard those who suffer the same? Instead, he only cared about himself?"

"Hahaha...good! Wonderful! What a talented man with good moral character... It's a pity that such a gentleman could not stay in our Song Dynasty..."

The man laughed happily and said as he spoke. His voice slowly turned silent, as if he was recalling something.

After the silence, the man quickly woke up. He pondered and smiled, "I don't have a nine-meter-long boat, but I'm twelve feet long, four or five feet wide, and an eight-foot-high boat. Do you want it?"

Oh my God!

The size he mentioned was forty meters long, fifteen meters wide, and six meters high. It was simply the size of the "Bahuang" we have worked hard to build!

We had worked hard to build a "Bahuang" but we didn't expect that they would sell it casually.

No.

It's not casual either.

I can see that this person is either an official or a child of a meritorious nobleman, and he is a very proud supporter of the Song Dynasty inheritance culture. The words I praise from Master undoubtedly make him very comfortable: Look, we Song people are also an excellent gentleman who leads the country outside. They are the barbaric barbarians.

If it weren't for this, I think it would be a bit like giving to me according to his arrogance... Well, now it's the same kind of giving, or it can be said to be a kind of pity. He felt that it was not easy for people from the Song Dynasty to be outside, and he also had so many barbarians' lives. He, a noble child of the Song Dynasty, was a recognition of the scholar.

Faced with such a great thing, I said without thinking: "I want it! I want it anyway you sell!"

"Haha, I sold you so much, and you don't have the money to buy it." The man said lightly: "The price of a ship I sell to you is 50,000 taels of gold. How much can you buy?"

Even though I was prepared, I couldn't help but feel ache when I heard this price.

The thirty-meter-long ship I want to buy is made of the best materials. The price in Japan is 25,000 taels of gold each, and it is brand new.

The 40-meter-long ship is hardly manufactured here in Japan. The reason is that no matter how long, width and height the large ship reaches a certain size, for example, every one meter more than a large ship, the difficulty of manufacturing will increase by a few cents. The shipbuilding technology of 30 to 40 meters is like the wide ray of Japan, spanning between the Song Dynasty and Japan.

I have seen some ship transaction records. No one has ever sold these 40-meter-long large ships, but the price is twice as expensive as the 30-meter-long large ships, which still makes me feel very sad.

"How is it? Do you still buy it?" The man looked at me with interest, and he always looked like he was watching the show.

"Buy!" I squeezed out of my teeth and said, "Sir, I still want to buy five ships, is that okay?"

The man was a little surprised. He thought I had to bargain, and he was going to make a cheaper one, but he didn't expect that although I felt so painful, I still strengthened my previous wish.

"Interesting! Since that's the case, I'll give you five ships!" The man was also a generous person, so he didn't say anything about the price reduction. "Give me a day, and I'll hand over the ship to you tomorrow afternoon."

"Thanks!"

I was so painful that I didn't want to speak anymore, but my expression still became calm.

In any case, buying a boat is my own decision and a must. What price others want to buy is their right. I am eager to need a big boat. Even though I know it is a knife to cut the flesh, I have to stretch out my neck. It is really helpless.

The man said a few more words to me and asked about the situation on our deserted island. I roughly told the story of Liuyin Harbor, including the orphan I picked up by my master, and the process of us developing land, sowing grain, raising poultry, pigs, cattle and sheep. The man listened with relish and gave him some small suggestions. From this we can see that he is not a playboy who is inseparable from grains, but he is still very talented and knowledgeable.

After chatting for half an hour, the man got up and wanted to leave.

He did not receive any deposit, but only said that he would go to the dock of the Dasong caravan tomorrow, and after receiving the ship, he would settle the money.

But I suddenly had something, "Sir... can you trouble you?"

The man stopped and said with a slight chin: "Tell me."

I pointed to the book in his hand, "After my father escaped from his hometown in a hurry, although he was poor all these years, he always had to buy some books from the traveling merchants... I see that the gentleman is also a book lover. I wonder if you have any extra books with you, can you transfer some to me easily? I can take them back for my father to read."

The man was shocked, his eyes flashed again, and he patted my shoulder hard and said, "What's the difficulty? There are so many books on my boat. I'll send you ten boxes of them tomorrow! Don't say what's the money or not. It's rare to have such a scholar who is in a barren land but still respects my culture in the Central Plains so much. How can I not support it?"

As he said that, he handed me the book in his hand and left with a laugh. (Welcome to your support, my greatest motivation.)
Chapter completed!