Section 5 The Destruction of Myth ()

The seventh year of the Apocalypse, 1627 AD.

This month, the Later Jin attacked Korea, forcing North Korea to surrender, and the Ming Dynasty's Haidong vassal was trapped in the hands of the Jurchens.

In May, Huang Taiji attacked Ningyuan and Jinzhou and was repelled by the Ming army. At that time, he was called Ningjin's victory. Huang Taiji changed his strategy and decided to bypass the Ningjin-Shanhaiguan defense line and directly entered the pass. During the 17th year of Chongzhen, he entered the pass five times, and the Central Plains was in trouble. The Ming Dynasty, which had already been in turmoil, had worsened the injury.

In July, Emperor Tianqi was seriously ill, and the nine thousand-year-old man who had been powerful for a while was on the end. In November of that year, Wei Zhongxian did not commit suicide. The destruction of the eunuch party brought a moment of hope to the political sky of the late Ming Dynasty, and disappeared like a meteor. Cutting off a rotten sore cannot bring the patient who had already been flinched. The Ming Dynasty - the last Central Plains dynasty of the Han people was no longer able to return to the sky and embarked on the road of destruction.

The three people who traveled through time were speechless for a moment, and the atmosphere was a little solemn.

Mr. Gao coughed lightly, twisted his beard and asked slowly: "The distinguished customer is a maritime merchant, can there be any goods for sale?"

Wen Desi and Xiao Zishan looked at each other - when it comes to the topic, this look was keenly captured by Mr. Gao.

"We do have some goods that we want to sell, but we are just a new arrival and don't know the way..." Wen Desi was therefore in a difficult situation.

"Haha, this is easy to say," Mr. Gao smiled. "I have been in this Guangzhou city for many years. If Zunjia can trust it, this matter can serve."

"Then I'll be thankful for Mr. Gao." Wen Desi was overjoyed.

"This is our goods." Xiao Zishan said softly, taking out the items one by one from his backpack.

After seeing the powder box, Mr. Gao was very interested in the goods of these people. First, it was the kind of powder box he had seen, but this one was a greasy light green, and then a completely transparent glass cup with some beautiful patterns on it. Although the transparency of this cup was much higher than that of any cup that Mr. Gao had seen, it did not exceed his cognition, so he was a little disappointed. Then there were several porcelains, which were not outstanding in appearance and glaze color. When he picked it up, he felt very light and felt it was not as cold as porcelain. He knew it was not the same as porcelain. Just when he was thinking that this thing was not very valuable, Xiao Zishan seemed to know what he thought and pushed several bowls and cups to the ground. Mr. Gao was surprised, but saw that these things did not fall into pieces on his square brick floor. He just turned a few circles without any damage.

The servant next to him quickly picked up the thing, and Mr. Gao snatched it over and took it carefully for a long time, without any cracks and gaps. He thought that these people's things were indeed strange.

Then there are some transparent boxes, both square and round, with lids that can be tightly covered. Although they look like the glassware that Mr. Gao bought from the Folang Ji people, they are much lighter and are not afraid of falling.

There are also some shiny knives, which are a bit like glass but not water-permeable with tarp... They are all strange things. Looking at the dazzling array of things, I was surprised and happy. I was so happy that the goods I took out were rare things, and I could sell them at a good price at a turn. I was afraid that this group of people was sneaky and had unclear details. I pondered for a moment, and the desire to make a lot of money overwhelmed the concerns. At a blink of an eye, I thought that I was doing this business of private business of foreign traders. What does it matter if the Folang Ji people were still Australians? Since these people were in their homes, how could they have the reason to push out the windfall?

"I wonder how much money do you want to sell these strange goods?" After calming down, Mr. Gao asked cautiously.

Wen Desi pointed to the usual strange thing in time travel novels: glass cups, and said: "This cup is one thousand taels each."

According to the thoughts of these three people, this innocent Ming Dynasty master should have bought this rare treasure without hesitation. Unexpectedly, he saw him full of surprise and looked at them like seeing a few madmen.

"This is really expensive." Mr. Gao shook his head repeatedly, "There are also sellers of such glassware from Haojingao. Large glass bowls and bottles are only three or two. They are only one or two or two. This cup..." As he said that, he shook his head repeatedly, and the implication was only three or two.

These people suddenly looked like ice water, and they were all in front of each other. It turned out that the winning product - the glass cup was not valuable...

Seeing that the business was not going to be negotiated, Xiao Zishan thought that his estimate was wrong, so he bowed and said, "I have been living overseas for a long time. I don't know the market conditions of the precious place. I would like to ask Mr. Gao for advice."

Gao Ju thought that I had to offer my own price. He thought for a moment and gave the price:

Powder box, each silver ten taels.

Glass, one or two each.

Metamine dishes are five cents in large sizes, two cents in small sizes, spoons, etc., one cent.

Plastic lunch boxes, three taels each.

Plastic raincoats, one ounce per piece.

A small knife, five cents per hand.

The traditional artifact of crossing huge profits was defeated by a glass cup! One thousand taels have one or two taels, and the gap is too big, and diamonds have turned into glass.

However, the inconspicuous small plastic powder box met the appetite of merchants in the Ming Dynasty. It can be seen that business cannot be taken for granted at any time. Xiao Zishan asked about the sea trade in Guangzhou and asked the other party’s opinion on his own products.

It turns out that the overseas trade in Guangzhou City was monopolized by the Folang Ji people. No matter where foreign merchants came from, they could only moor ships in Haojingao, waiting for measurement and taxes to be collected before they could sell goods. Only the Folang Ji merchants could enter Guangzhou City for trade. There are 36 trades in the city that specialize in exporting, which is to do business with them. Every year, they have to order a large amount of porcelain, raw silk, sugar and other colors of goods.

However, Mr. Gao and other merchants on Haopan Street have another way of doing this way. Although Mr. Gao does not explain clearly, Xiao Zishan has also read this way from later documents.

Mr. Gao was most interested in the mirror in the pink box. He said that this thing was occasionally brought by the Florian human trafficker. The large glass can be priced at hundreds of taels. Although their small mirror is a little smaller, it is much clearer and brighter than the mirrors of the Thais. If it could be larger, the price would be easy to say. As for the "soft porcelain" - melamine bowls, in terms of texture and texture, it is not surprising, but fortunately it is not broken. The "soft glass bowl", that is, the plastic lunch box, is not as crystal clear as the glass bowl. As for the plastic raincoat and knife, in Mr. Gao's eyes, they are just toys.

Everyone was ashamed: Even if we are proud of hundreds of years of experience, we may not be able to beat others.

In his speech, Mr. Gao also tried many ways to ask about the customs and customs of Australia. Xiao Zishan was just perfunctory and said that his country was pretty blue, and he was very skilled in his country, and he had many skilled craftsmen and craftsmen. He established his country through industry and commerce. The people liked to talk nonsense. He always established a party in his name and promoted speech. However, the mob gathered together, and it was dissolved later. When asked who the king of the country was, he said that the king had a lord, called "Baoqi", and had the power to control military affairs, and the people's livelihood affairs. He called him "Xiaomi". No matter the noble and low-priced, he admired the divine envoy's name "A Dami". Master Gao was amazed.

Along the way, the three of them had long forgotten the vigilance of not drinking tea. When they got up and said goodbye, they even drank the tea juice. This made the Gao Gaoda despise them in their hearts. They negotiated a deal before the trip. The "Australian Maritime Merchants" supplied the first batch of goods in three days and promised to bring more novelties.

However, the departure of the three of them made Mr. Gao feel very whispered: these three people refused to go out of the gate and insisted on going to a secluded place in the backyard, and everyone had to leave. Mr. Gao was worried and sent a bold and careful servant to look at him from a distance: Seeing the three people looking around sneakily for a while, suddenly turned to the corner behind the wall, and when the servants rushed over to check, Liao Ran had no trace.
Chapter completed!