Chapter 119 My God!
Liang Pengfei smiled and did not expose Smith's lie. Don't worry, since I have promised you that this transaction is worth 100,000 taels of silver, it is worth 100,000 taels. Only you can complete it according to my requirements, and 100,000 taels of silver will be delivered to you as soon as possible.
Liang Pengfei hooked his fingers at Bai Shusheng beside him. Bai Shusheng came forward and took out a pile of paper with a stamp from his arms and respectfully handed it to Liang Pengfei. Smith and Thomson stared at the stack of paper in Liang Pengfei's hand, dealing with Qing people all year round. Naturally, they are very clear that this is a kind of currency often used among Oriental merchants, called silver tickets. This seemingly ordinary paper is worth less than one or two taels, but it can reach up to 10,000 taels, and some can even reach 100,000 taels of silver.
Greed and desire filled the faces of these two British men. With green eyes, he couldn't wait to stand up and take out his gun to grab it. However, just seeing Liang Pengfei standing behind him, the monk Chen, who was as magnificent as a god in ancient mythology, and his amazing sword at the waist made the two British The guy gave up this idea.
Liang Pengfei casually took one from the stack of silver tickets, put it on the table, held two fingers, and elegantly pushed it in front of Smith. The Chinese characters on it made Smith jump fast.
"Here is a silver ticket of 10,000 taels as a deposit." Liang Pengfei leaned back against the back of the chair and stared at Smith and said, "I'll give you the deposit. You can draft the contract now. However, I want to make it clear that you must add one to the contract. If you can't perform the contract, then I will ask you to compensate me for my economic losses. As for the amount of compensation. Well, it's ten times the deposit. What do you think?
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His hands trembled a little and squeezed the silver ticket tightly in his hand. Smith, who was not excited, heard Liang Pengfei's words. His gray-green eyes turned and nodded very happily: "Of course."
Soon, a lawyer-qualified Thomson, an assistant to Smith, quickly drafted a concise initial contract. Liang Pengfei received it, carefully checked it, nodded, took the quire pen handed over by Thomson, and signed his name in Chinese, English and French. After Smith also signed it, the contract was placed in front of Pan Youdu.
After Pan Youdu also wrote it, the contract is equivalent to taking effect. Bai Shusheng carefully put away the one that belonged to Liang Pengfei, and Pan Youdu and Smith also held one each.
"Dear Mr. Liang, don't worry, our businessmen in the British Empire are definitely the most reputable in the world. We can definitely do it for you, but you know that it takes time. The distance between the Qing Dynasty and the British Empire is too far away. Smith raised the red wine glass in front of him and said to Liang Pengfei with a smile.
"Of course I know that, but I believe that two years is enough." Liang Pengfei's meaningful smile made Smith's heart burst. At this time, Pan Youdu suddenly opened his mouth. Peng Fei, I went to the Governor's Mansion yesterday and heard from Governor Fu that the memorials about your real donation to the water master Qianzong and asking for credit for you have been handed over one after another. I believe that in two months at most, there will be news coming back. At that time, you will be the sailor of our Qing Dynasty.
"A Marine Division Officer?" Smith couldn't help but be stunned and looked at Liang Pengfei. Pan Youdu nodded with a smile: "Yes, my nephew is very popular with Master Fu, the governor of Liangguang. He personally expressed his emperor and hoped to appoint him as the governor of Guangdong sailors."
"Are you talking about the meritorious Governor of Fukang Anfu in your country?" Although Smith stays in Macao most of the time, it does not mean that he does not know the domestic news of the Qing Dynasty. Even Westerners who are far away in Macao and even India will know anything about the Liangguang region.
"Exactly, by the way, I forgot to introduce just now that my nephew is the young hero of Owen, the pirate who has captured the Strait of the Malay Peninsula for more than ten years."
"My God..." Smith swallowed his saliva and was cold all over. The teenager in front of him was really... He didn't know what adjective to use to express his mood at this moment.
Beside him, the Thomson opened his mouth wide, and his eyes protruded forward, like a carp left in the desert and about to suffocate.
The reputation of the white-headed Owen, none of them, the Europeans who came to the East, have never heard of it. It can almost reach the point of stopping children's squeezing at night. His fleet is across the Malay Peninsula. Even the trading fleet of the British East India Company, the white-headed Owen has looted, and the fleet of the East India Company has also thought When it comes to killing this guy, he will always let this guy slip away first. He is the number one pirate leader on the reward list of the East India Company.
Smith and Thomson just arrived in Guangzhou on the merchant ship of the East India Company today. When they got off the ship, they heard some news about this, but they didn't expect that the protagonist, who almost caught all the European pirate leaders on the Southern Ocean, sat in front of them, and from He almost regarded him as an upstart or a prodigal.
There is no need for Pan Youdu to lie, and he doesn't need it. Guangzhou is so big that Smith has been in contact with Qing businessmen for nearly ten years. How can he not have few friends who can figure out the whole matter with a casual intriment.
"Are you really a seaman from the Qing Dynasty?" Smith felt that he was going crazy. When did the merchants of the Qing Dynasty become so powerful that they could easily catch the pirates of the British Empire in the Indian navy?
For more than ten years, he has often been in and out of the waters of the Qing Dynasty. He is very clear that the management measures of the Qing Dynasty for the merchants to go to sea for trade stipulated that merchants should take a guarantee before going to sea and obtain a ticket printing license from the local party. They can only build a single mast and are less than 500 stones, and it is forbidden to carry guns and other weapons to go abroad.
It was not until the 42nd year of Kangxi that the merchant ships were allowed to use the masts, but there were still restrictions on the size of the beam head and the number of crew. During the Yongzheng period, although the ban on merchants carrying military weapons to sea was once lifted, there were still restrictions. For example, each merchant ship's artillery should not exceed two, gunpowder should not exceed 30 catties, etc.
For Western pirates, the merchant ships of these Qing sailors are simply fat sheep that have been removed from all the defense forces. Their favorite looting object is the sailors of the Qing Dynasty, not to mention the sea ships of those seamen, even the so-called largest warships in the Qing sailors: the big ships of 2,500 stones, in his eyes. Compared with the naval battleships of the British Empire, there is a dwarf standing next to a two-meter-tall giant.
He couldn't believe that the white-headed man Owen, a powerful pirate with five warships, could smash the warships of the Qing Dynasty Marine Division into pieces even if they collided, and even the Qing Guo sailors, which was almost called toy ships by them Europeans. Defeat.
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"Did the white-headed Owen take the initiative to put down his weapons and surrender at that time?" Smith rubbed his face. He felt that his brain had been short-circuited and made such a strange conjecture.
Liang Pengfei couldn't help laughing: "Of course, I swear, they did take the initiative to surrender to me, but they were forced to surrender to me in a desperate situation."
Liang Pengfei's arrogantness was only exchanged for skeptical expressions, including Pan Youdu's doubts. In this regard, Liang Pengfei did not have the idea of explaining it. Sometimes, it is more effective to maintain a sense of mystery to his allies than to expose all his strength.
"I didn't expect it. It's really surprising that you are the hero." Smith's tone became more humble. You can defeat those damn pirates and catch them with your own hands. Oh, I can hardly believe it.
"It doesn't matter. If you arrive at the South Gate of Guangzhou for a while, you can pay a little attention to the heads of the white-headed man Owen and his pirate companions are all hanging on the edge of the wall. If you have seen him, I believe you will recognize him." Liang Pengfei's mouth bent an evil arc, reminding Smith of the devil's smile in hell. Another point is that you'd better not breach the contract. My men will keep an eye on you at any time, dear Mr. Smith. At that time, if you can't fulfill the contract, you can either compensate me for my losses, or... Don't question what I said, dear Mr. Smith.
Liang Pengfei's tone seemed quite soft, but it seemed extremely resolute. Smith looked at the two guards behind Liang Pengfei with some feeling. Monk Chen, a giant who was full of plagiarism and barbarism, grinned and grinned from the forehead to the corners of his eyes to the extreme. It made Smith feel as if the Vikings had been resurrected from an ancient deep-sea tomb.
The white scholar is also laughing, and the evil triangle eyes are full of dangerous light, like a night owl hovering over the cemetery in the wilderness calling for death to scream.
All this is nothing. Compared with that teenager, these two people are at most inconspicuous characters. Liang Pengfei still has a faint smile on his face, which seems to be so leisurely and free, but his eyes are like a snowy blade across the night. In the dark night, he tore out a blazing white thunder. Electricity, in the deep and strange black pupil, there was a flame full of blood and cruelty flashing and looming.
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(to be continued)