After traveling in the country of Xiema and Taiwan for five days, Wang Hou finally embarked on the journey of returning home.

This time he made a fortune. There were three boats, and there were almost people next to each other under the deck, with a total of 4,200 Japanese slaves, almost filling the lower cargo hold.

More expensive goods, such as pearls, ten complete coral trees, and a large number of strange Japanese gems and crafts, while thicker goods were copper!

Japan is a large island squeezed out by the intersection of plates from the sea, and its mineral resources are really much more than China. At present, it is Japan during the Bronze Age, and the copper smelting technology is good. Anyway, there is no need to build a large number of weapons in a short period of time. Even Zhonghu gave all the copper from the official shop to Wang Hou.

In the Han Dynasty, copper was money itself!

While looking at the blue sea and blue sky, Wang Hou was still pretending to be sensible and tilted his head slightly. He suddenly said to Tian Rang, who had been smiling beside him.

"Wen Tian, ​​after I returned, I felt that I should send some tribe members to the corner of Liaodong to open several farms. In this way, when I travel to Japan next time, I would also be able to replenish supplies in the corner of Liaodong. I don't have to carry too much food at one time, so I can save space to hold more goods!"

"What the governor of the state said even!"

When Tian Rang heard this, he agreed to follow the good deeds.

He didn't know Wang Hou's plan.

Liaodong has always been fertile and rich in resources. As long as a bridgehead is built here, once there are more Japanese routes and more travelers passing here, there will be Qingzhou people who want to make a fortune here.

Moreover, the grassroots nature of people in this era, let’s reclaim the land when they come! Before he knew it, the Liaodong Peninsula could be developed by him!

When Wang Hou was in a bad mood, he didn't pay any attention, and his eyes were also staring at him hatefully.

That day, Taiyu was carried back by a horse, and instead of being locked under the cabin as an ordinary slave, he stayed with Wang Hou.

But she probably wished she was locked up now! A large pot of Wangmao's thick clothes were soaked in soap horns and bubbled in front of her, and she had to wash them. She was spoiled in the palace since she was a child. She had never done such a rough job, and her hands were red when she washed them.

But just as she gritted her teeth and stared at Wang Hou, her little butt was trembling with a slap.

With Wang Hou, Zhuge Ying became more and more perverted, and pushed her work to Taiyu. She was swaying with a whip and scolding her majestic nose.

"Wash quickly! I can't finish it today! I'll just whip it to serve my sister!"

There was a language communication disorder. What did she say? Taiyu couldn't understand at all, but the swaying whip could transcend language. Under the pride of Queen Zhuge, the heir to the throne of Xiematai had to lower his head miserably and continue washing his clothes.

During the "happiness" along the way, three Qingzhou sailboats returned to Qingdao Port without any danger.

In more than a month, Wang Hou's Qingdao City has obviously flourished a lot. Relying on the port built by wood and concrete, there are also more ships. The first batch of sugar that was squeezed out of beets should have been ready to be shipped.

On this day, Wang Hou returned to the voyage and was completely deserted. After receiving the news, even the rich man who lived the farthest in Jimo County came in a carriage, and surrounded the not-so-large wharf, because Wang Hou brought back the most intimate product in Qingdao City this time.

labor force!

Now the beet planting base in Qingdao is really profitable! Although the first batch of mature beets collected are still squeezing sugar in various workshops! They did not appear in the market in the form of sugar, but the government promised remuneration has already arrived. Two stone beets, one stone of wheat, or equivalent copper coin cloth, it is really a waste of grain and delivery. Many mud legs that are poor and cannot afford to eat in Chengyang County have now saved the first warehouse of grain.

In the eyes of the gentry families who were sent to the same place, they were so anxious that they could wear silk shoes. How could they do that?

But when they farm, they are really not good at it. The beets they grow are like malnourished.

More importantly, they can't recruit refugees now! There are governments who compete for business with them! Refugees who come to Qingdao to open up wasteland will directly send hoes and farm tools, and borrow interest-free loans for several months. They will give you as much land as they can. Who can still work and work hard for your landlords?

The only advantage of these Qidi families is that they have hundreds of years of savings to exploit tenants. They urgently need to exchange these savings for cheap labor. This group of Japanese slaves sold back just fills their urgent needs.

Almost showing off, more than 4,000 Japanese slaves were tied into strings with ropes and pushed down from the boat. They were driven to the Governor's Mansion in dejected manner. The landlords who were rushing over were drooling. The landlords who were rushing over were about to flow out.

Especially in the finale, there were more than a dozen large trucks unloading the goods with the slaves. The trucks were loaded with heavy boxes, as if they were afraid that others would not know they were valuable things. They also wrote the word "gold" in simplified Chinese. The heavy truck at the beginning did not take two steps, and deliberately dropped a wheel and showed off its wealth. With a click, the box fell wide, and a pile of shiny gold jewelry fell down. The top was the half-pound sun headdress.

"Wow..., are these all gold?"

Seeing Wang Hou's command stuffing all the gold jewelry back into the box in a panic, the crowd suddenly became excited!

In order to play an advertising effect and prevent the group of unscrupulous people under his command, Wang Hou set an example, and he also brought this Japanese slave in front of his horse, and this Japanese slave was naturally our little princess Taiyu.

Looking at the golden sun headdress, her little hand almost subconsciously wanted to grab it, but then she was pulled back by a stiff handcuff. Her little hand was handcuffed on both sides of her body. She could only look at the ancestral gold ornament, representing the inheritance of Amaterasu's Great God, and was thrown back into the box by Wang Hou's personal soldiers.

The little hand was a little out of control and shook his shackles angrily. The little girl was so angry that she gritted her teeth.

Holding Taiyu's waist, Wang Hou didn't care about the movements of the little slave in front of him at all. His attention was all attracted by the gold ornaments and the expressions of the crowd after seeing this gold ornaments. Seeing the craziest eyes burning in the pupils of the greedy family, the smile of the silence kept hanging from the corner of Wang Hou's mouth.

Just be greedy, I’m afraid you won’t be greedy!

However, Wang Zhoumu also miscalculated his calculations. He pretended to take his slaves and "gold" back to the yamen in Qingdao City. As soon as he came in, there was a bang behind him. The door was closed with a loud bang. He obviously felt a murderous aura. He abandoned Taiyu and turned over and got off the horse. Wang Hou wanted to escape. Who knew that he hadn't waited to run away yet! Behind the door, Cao Hongjie, who was furious and frantically, had already blocked his waist with his small waist in military uniform. On the other side, he was holding a wide dress. Lu Ji was also very imposing and walked down the steps.

There was also the poisonous man Jia Xu, who showed a vicious look in his eyes and then retracted his head back into the signing room, listening quietly to the excitement.

"That's the hard work for the husband's journey is full of hardships, so..., can you not slap in the face?"

Seeing Cao Hong's solar term pushing him in front of him with an old face crying, Wang Hou held his fists and begged for forgiveness, but looked at Lu Ji behind him, and the two girls raised their fists together.

Dingbang~

"Ouch...".

Taiyu, who was still riding on a horse with her neck and hands, was stunned. After a while, her pupils suddenly lit up.

It can be considered as finding a way to punish this great man demon!
Chapter completed!