Nanming Engineer

Chapter 370 Deal
"Sir, were you asking us just now?" The two standing sailors didn't see much of a big scene at first glance, and they were trembling and afraid to speak. The one who spoke was Alfonso who was kneeling on the ground.

Of course, he said it in Portuguese, because Wang Huan's Portuguese sentence just now was asking for their names.

Wang Huan didn't answer, but stared at him condescendingly with an inherent arrogance of a superior, arrogant and inviolable.

Wang Huan knew that these Portuguese people prostrated themselves on the ground very respectfully when they met the governor and other high-ranking officials with similar status in their own country. No matter how you put the officials of the Ming Dynasty in their eyes, these red-haired ghosts from the gun factory have not seen many officials of the Ming Dynasty. The biggest official of the Ming Dynasty they have seen in their daily life is the county magistrate of Xiangshan County, a territory of Macao.

Seeing that Wang Huan was arrogantly ignoring him, Alfonso lowered his head and looked at Douluo, wondering if he should ask another question, but he heard what Wang Huan said.

This time he spoke in Chinese, he said to Liu Erlang in a deep voice: "Why don't these two people kneel when they see this Marquis?"

He meant the two paid sailors.

Liu Erlang was stunned for a moment, then kicked the two of them on the buttocks one by one, and yelled a sentence in Portuguese: "This is Pingliang Hou of Ming Dynasty, the governor of two provinces, bigger than your Macau General Administration official, Kneel down quickly, or he will chop off your heads!"

The two sailors were terrified, and knelt down with a "plop". They saw many scenes of fighting and fighting along the way, and the bloody shock made them not want to come at all. If it wasn't for Liu Erlang's coercion and lure, In addition, they were closely watched, and these two people had already escaped halfway.

And Alfonso and Duro looked at each other suspiciously again. They thought they were kidnapped by Da Ming's pirates, but after bumping on the road for so long, a fool also knew that the kidnapping pirates couldn't take them with them. Traveling long distances with meat tickets, and hearing Liu Erlang say that the handsome young man in front of him is a governor, he felt more relaxed. Anyway, it is safer to fall into the hands of Ming officials than into the hands of pirates. many.

So Alfonso relied on his higher military rank than Duro, and said in Portuguese again: "My lord, to answer your words, my name is Alfonso, his name is Douro, and they are both officers of the Royal Portuguese Navy. I don’t know him, but he is also from the Macau Portuguese Artillery Factory. We are affiliated to the Macau Artillery Factory. As far as I know, our commercial taxes and the artillery factory have been handed over to Ming Dynasty on time for us. We have never been in arrears and have never offended Ming Dynasty. Law, please let us go back to avoid any misunderstanding.”

Until this time, Alfonso, who was locked in a wooden barrel all the way, thought that he was just dragged to a certain place in Guangdong. How did he know that China has a vast territory, from Guangdong to Shaanxi, which is equivalent to crossing several European countries. country distance.

The second foreign language that Wang Huan took as an elective in college was Portuguese. Although he was not proficient in it, he had no problems in daily communication.Hearing Alfonso's answer, he smiled slightly, and under the staring eyes of Ma Wannian and others, he slowly sat up straight, and asked in Portuguese with a straight face: "Since you are here in my Daming Doing things on the land of the Ming Dynasty, you are the people of Ming Dynasty, if I ask you to come, you must come, understand?"

Except for Liu Erlang, all the people standing in the hall stared at what was happening in front of them with bulging eyes. Monk Zhang Er couldn't figure it out and couldn't understand what Wang Huan was saying.

But Alfonso and Douro could understand, the words were very domineering, Alfonso had a higher status, he had seen the Portuguese emperor before, he had a stronger temper, he struggled to stand up and refute when he heard the sound, as soon as his buttocks left the ground, he He was kicked back by Liu Erlang.

Duro blinked, and replied before Alfonso could speak: "Understood, I wonder what your lord wants us to do?"

Wang Huan squinted his eyes, satisfied with Liu Erlang's actions: "You cast cannons in Macau, and I asked you to come, of course to cast cannons."

Alfonso quit. Although he was intimidated by Wang Huan's aura and did not dare to resist forcefully, he still tactfully refused: "My lord governor, we have signed a contract with the Macau Artillery Factory, and we must work in the factory for three years. In [-], the contract cannot be violated. The gun factory and your emperor also have an agreement in advance. As long as we pay the commercial tax, our safety will be guaranteed. The spirit of the contract is our soul, and we must never go back on our word after signing the contract."

Wang Huan waved his hand, interrupted him, raised a finger, and smiled: "How much is your contract, how much do you earn a year?"

Alfonso argued: "It's not about the money, it's about the contract, the contract!"

Wang Huan kept his fingers upright, and said flatly: "I will give you double the price."

Du Luo's eyes lit up all of a sudden, not only him, but also the eyes of the two kneeling sailors behind him.

Alfonso's heart skipped a few beats, but the royal officer's self-esteem made him hang his neck weakly and forcefully said: "Money is dirty, you can't buy our hearts, Christians..."

Without waiting for him to finish speaking, Wang Huan suddenly grabbed a handful of things from a box next to him, and threw them viciously, as if throwing a hidden weapon, and threw them all at Alfonso's face.

Alfonso's head was thrown to the side, and the thing was so hard that it hurt his face.

Before he could recover, he heard Duro screaming beside him.

"Gold! It's gold!" Douluo's cry from his dantian was about to overturn the roof. He rolled to the ground, put his face close to a golden bean that fell on the ground, and bit it hard with his teeth, almost collapsed. Lost a tooth.

"It's real gold!" he added.

Alfonso raised his head, the imprint of the golden beans on his face was vivid, Wang Huan met his gaze indifferently, and played with the handful of golden beans he grabbed again: "Do things for me, do well, These golden beans are wages advanced."

Alfonso's heart was moved, who can resist the temptation of real money in front of him?The saint is still doubtful, let alone a mercenary like him.

Liu Erlang leaned close to their ears at the right time, and whispered: "This governor, you have a very bad temper. If you don't want his money, he will cut off your head!"

Du Luo turned upside down, glanced at the long knives slung around the waists of Ma Wannian and others who were standing like wolves and tigers on both sides, nodded his head as nimbly as a chicken pecking at rice, and shouted : "My lord governor, I am willing, I am willing!"

"Okay!" Wang Huan smiled approvingly at Du Luo, and then asked Afang Suo solemnly, "What about you?"

Alfonso glanced at Douro, who had his head on the ground, in annoyance, and thought to himself that this coward wasted the opportunity to raise his status a little, and wished he could give him a kick.

He had no choice but to lower his head, imitate Douluo, lay down on his stomach, put his forehead on the green brick, and replied humbly: "I am willing too!"

Then he heard a "plop", as if something had jumped to the ground. Alfonso was just about to look up, when he saw a picture of a cannon handed to him, followed by others. There was an urgent word from the governor of the Ming Dynasty.

"How about it? Can you build the cannon on the painting?"

(End of this chapter)