Chapter 3 YD's Occupation: Pirate and Maritime Merchant
"Bang!" A group of bigwigs who dealt with Death collectively slapped their thighs, and the fake doctor jumped up excitedly: "I didn't say, it's the reason. I heard the old doctor say when I was in the pharmacy before that my head was hit hard. When I woke up, I might forget the past. I'm afraid that this is what the young master is. A kind of situation."
Well, Liang Pengfei also lit up in front of his eyes, and almost slapped his thigh to vent his inner joy. Brother Tiandao had a spirit and threw himself into this era. He didn't forget to send a personal favor. As the saying goes, someone sent a shop in the sky. This bald man is really the lucky star of our old Liang. He sends carbon in the snow. Yes.
Looking at the old man's true feelings, the body of the young man occupied by his soul should be the son of this guy. Liang Pengfei glanced around with his eyes and quickly positioned himself in his heart. The rest can be ignored, but this father must recognize it first, at least on the sea ship. Let's get a long-term meal ticket first.
"Wait, why do I think you are very familiar..." Liang Pengfei, who had made a choice in his heart, raised his eyelids and looked at the burly middle-aged man in a dark silk robe in front of him. His eyes gradually changed from blank to doubt.
Hearing Liang Pengfei, the young master, speak, the cabin, which was just like a vegetable market, suddenly became silent, and everyone's attention fell on Liang Pengfei, who was brewing feelings.
"Dad? Yes, I know you. You are my father!" When those guys whispered, Liang Pengfei suddenly regained his face and shouted by holding the old man's hand. I still remember my father's name is Liang Yuanxia. Liang Pengfei remembered that before he fell into the sea, the man in silk robe who claimed to be his father called himself Liang Yuanxia. Hold back the nausea and let your expression and demeanor get as close as possible to the child who likes to recognize his relatives.
Seeing that his son can still remember himself and call his name, Liang was so excited that he hugged Liang Pengfei with tears in his eyes: "My Peng'er still remembers that I am his father. Hahaha, okay, it's good, it's good to remember his father. God is finally not blind, and my old Liang's family is finally not dead."
The father and son hugged each other and were excited for a long time. Liang Pengfei, who finally squeezed out two tears, broke free from Liang Yuanxia's arms. Well, Liang Pengfei was very uncomfortable with the two big men hugging and howling together. After the age of ten, except for women, he really didn't hug with the same surname for so long.
"But Dad, who are they? Although the son felt that they were a little familiar, he couldn't remember what their names were..." Liang Pengfei turned his head and looked at the others, and his expression became confused again.
"...This, let's listen to the details of the father."
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It was night. Liang Pengfei lay quietly on the bed in the cabin alone, looking at the moonlight shining on the floor through the porthole, listening to the sound of waves outside and occasional footsteps. After a day, Liang Pengfei finally fully understood his scene.
It is now the fifty-fifth year of Qianlong in the Qing Dynasty, and Liang Pengfei is now on a merchant ship that has just completed a deal with the Lanfang Republic, which has just been established on the island of Borneo (Kalimantan Island). This is a fleet of six sea ships. However, just less than five days after they left the Lanfang Republic, they met a French fleet. The other ship was heavy with anti-aircraft guns, so they wanted to make a profit from Liang Yuanxia's fleet. As a result, in this fierce battle, Liang Pengfei, who was already 17 years old and an adult young master, picked up a weapon and was angry with the enemy. Libo kill, um, but the result was a little regretful. The stupid boy had a little back. He was standing on the side of the ship to fight more and more bravely. After cutting off several pirates who jumped the boat, he didn't expect that a cannon on the other side's ship was blown up because it was filled with too much zha medicine, and he happened to let a piece of collapsing cannon be smashed. He fainted on his forehead. As a result, Liang Pengfei's soul was possessed, occupied this body, and won a ultimate prize that moved countless readers: time travel.
What the French did not expect was that this merchant fleet was actually composed of a group of semi-professional pirates who were also thieves and quite strong in combat effectiveness. As a result, they were kicked on the iron plate. Three armed merchant ships were injured and one sank. On the contrary, Liang Yuanxia won two powerful men and had 24 guns. The fast sailboat, because it is a ship-to-board battle, so although the two wounded armed merchant ships are a little tattered, one of them lifted a part of the upper deck because of the artillery explosion, but it only needs to be repaired to join the fleet, and Liang Yuanxia's caravan also lost only three merchant ships, but with those two repairs. After that, the armed merchant ships that can continue to sail come and go, and their strength rises instead of falling.
I have crossed into this era. The only thing that is superior to the past is that my money has soared, but the question is, is it useful to have more money? Liang Pengfei couldn't help sighing. He was full of Qing Dynasty. The dynasty he hated most, but the deranged brother of Thor gave himself to this era. He really echoed an old saying that the more he hated, the more he got.
And now it happens to be the end of Qianlong, and it is also the period of great development of the Western industrial revolution. During this period, China was gradually distanced by the West. In the next few decades, China's door will be opened and smashed by British cannons. Then, the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom stirred up the whole world. In the end, there is not even a fig leaf left.
Before crossing, Liang Pengfei was also an angry youth. Whenever he saw the modern history of China, he couldn't help slaping on the table and scolding his mother. A wave of aggrieved anger was always in his heart, which made people feel uncomfortable. And now, when I really come to this era, do I watch my nation continue to disappear under the rule of this alien regime?
The more I think about it, the more excited I am. The more excited I am, the more excited I feel. Liang Pengfei strangled his hands and strangled excitedly in the cabin. He was afraid of a fart. In my previous life, I had been drilling into the shadows and swords all day long, doing the most dangerous business in all kinds of difficult and dangerous environments, and now at least he has crossed the crowd. People have countless advanced ideas and knowledge in their minds, and more importantly, they are familiar with the trend of history. In this life, since you have come to this era, why don't you win a fortune? Men should live a happy life, drink the strongest wine, sleep with the most beautiful women, and make their own country.
"I said, isn't the young master sick?" Outside the porthole, a crew member touched his companion with his elbow.
"It doesn't look like it. Who will be like a young master when they get sick? You see, the young master's pace is faster than the four-legged donkey. Is he sick? Another crew member gathered his head and looked at it twice and expressed his opinion.
"...Which bastard speaks ill of my young master outside?" When Liang Pengfei heard this, he was so angry. Don't these bastards know that the volume should be lowered? Isn't it intentional to compare the young master with the donkey?
Liang Pengfei suddenly heard the hasty footsteps from the outside from near to far, and couldn't help laughing proudly. There was no depression and trouble just now.
Early the next morning, Liang Yuanxia personally brought food to Liang Pengfei. A large bowl of fragrant fish porridge, a big hand full of callus, clumsily held the bowl of fragrant porridge to Liang Pengfei's hand. Son, come on, eat quickly. This is the fish my father made this morning. You haven't recovered from your injury yet, just sit down and drink it.
This father's behavior really moved Liang Pengfei to tears. For many years, Liang Pengfei, who has not felt the warmth of family affection for many years, really felt sore in his heart and his eyes were astringent.
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