The seller of the heavens

night.

Pfister restaurant is brightly lit, luxuriously decorated, and there is a band playing soothing music beside it.

Under the recommendation of Aunt Thirteen, Jiang Chen met that British woman named Jaina.

As the middleman, Aunt Thirteen first introduced the two of them to each other.

"This is Jiang Chen, he is very good at kung fu, he is an excellent martial artist. This is my classmate, Jaina."

Jaina has fair skin, brown hair and blue eyes, and three-dimensional facial features. She is wearing a gorgeous dress and is quite gorgeously dressed.

She looked at Jiang Chen and stretched out her hand:

"Hello."

Jiang Chen has his own translation system, so there is no need to worry about not being able to understand foreign languages.

After shaking hands with Jaina, he took out two gift boxes and handed them to her and Thirteenth Aunt:

"This is my present for the two ladies."

"Mr. Jiang is too polite."

Jaina took the gift box with a smile, and when she opened it, she found a string of pearl necklaces inside. The white pearls were round and flawless, showing elegance and holiness under the light.

Looking at Pearl, the smile on her face became brighter and brighter, and her tone became soft and cheerful:

"Thank you, I like your gift very much."

After receiving the gift, the gap between the two parties was eliminated a lot.

After Jaina and Jiang Chen exchanged a few words, they asked softly:

"I wonder how many guns Mr. Jiang wants to buy?"

Jiang Chen said:

"Two hundred rifles and two hundred pistols, can Miss Jaina buy them?"

Jaina didn't expect Jiang Chen to open his mouth to ask for 200 sticks, with a bit of embarrassment on his face, and then asked:

"Why do you want so many muskets? Could it be that you want to rebel?"

Jiang Chen made a haha:

"You worry too much, such a little equipment is not enough to rebel. That's right, I opened a martial arts gym, and I am preparing to teach my disciples how to deal with firearms. Because the number of disciples is a bit large, so many guns are needed."

Jaina believed Jiang Chen after hearing the words.

Of course, even if Jiang Chen is really planning to rebel, it has nothing to do with her, the Qing court should be the one who should be troubled.

"I can help you buy a gun."

For Jiang Chen's gift of a pearl necklace, Jaina nodded after hesitating for a moment, then asked:

"Do you have any requirements for the model and performance?"

She said that she listed several gun models that she could buy.

Jiang Chen directly picked the most expensive one, and his expression didn't change at all for the price offered by Jaina. In his view, problems that can be solved with money are not problems.

After confirming the gun model, Jaina said:

"You need to pay a deposit first, thirty Long Yang for a gun."

"no problem."

Jiang Chen nodded, then asked:

"I heard from Ms. Mo that your family is involved in some jewelry industries. I wonder if you accept pearls?"

Jaina's eyes lit up when she heard the words: "Do you have a lot of pearls in your hand?"

Jiang Chen shook his head: "There are not many, but buying these guns should be enough."

As he spoke, he took out a small bag of pearls and handed it over.

"I don't know if these pearls are enough as a deposit for buying a gun?"

Jaina opened the bag and looked at it, and said uncertainly:

"I think it should be enough, but the specific value of these pearls needs to be seen by a special appraiser to know."

While speaking, Jaina looked at Jiang Chen carefully, paying more and more attention to him.

She judged that Jiang Chen must have a lot of pearls in his hand.

Due to the continuous global overfishing and overharvesting, the pearl resources in the whole world are almost exhausted, which also makes pearls more precious.

If Jiang Chen can provide a batch of pearls, then he is undoubtedly a high-quality partner and worth making friends with.

Jiang Chen nodded, and took back the pearl: "Then let's meet again tomorrow?"

Gianna: "Okay."

After negotiating the deal, the three began to chat.

Compared with people of this era, Jiang Chen is undoubtedly well-informed, which made Jaina look at him differently.

Aunt Thirteen also changed her view of Jiang Chen, realizing that he is not a stubborn old school warrior.

...

Dinner is over.

Saying goodbye to Jaina, Jiang Chen first sent Aunt Thirteen home, and then walked to the martial arts hall alone through the night.

The mist is misty and the night wind is cool.

Passing the intersection, Jiang Chen saw a stage that had been set up, the lights were bright, and the arrangement was extremely beautiful.

A foreigner is sitting on the stage with a cane, and a short-haired Han man in a suit and sunglasses is standing on the stage, in standard comprador attire, holding a stack of leaflets in his hand to promote:

"Let's all take a look, go to Jinshan to dig for gold, and the opportunity to get rich overnight is right in front of you."

"I went to the United States and dug up dozens of catties of gold with ease. I became a rich man, married a wife, and hired more than a dozen servants to serve me. I don't know how comfortable my life is. If it wasn't for helping fellow citizens If I get rich, I will definitely not return to China."

"...be careful when you walk in America, because if you are not careful, you will step on gold."

"Do you know why Americans wear sunglasses, because too much gold is too dazzling, if you don't wear sunglasses, you will be dazzled by gold."

The fake foreign devil talked eloquently, his words were full of deception, and he described Jinshan as heaven, and gold can be seen everywhere.

"Those who want to go sign the contract quickly, three hundred dragon oceans, export head fee, and forty taels of boat tickets."

A large group of people gathered around the stage, eagerly inquiring how to get to Jinshan, their eyes full of yearning for Jinshan.

Looking at this scene, Jiang Chen frowned slightly.

He knew that this Chinese comprador was actually deceiving people to work as laborers in the United States.

I don’t know how many people signed contracts with the Pacific Corporation with the dream of getting rich. After boarding the ship, they became piggies, with brands engraved on their bodies and shackles on their feet, digging mines and building railways for the Americans.

Jiang Chen thought, a sharp light flashed in his eyes.

It's easy to kill these two, but killing them doesn't solve the problem.

If these two people died, the Pacific Company would send new people. At that time, a lot of people would still be deceived and tricked into becoming piggies in the United States.

Jiang Chen fell into deep thought.

...

The night was getting dark.

Seeing that no one came to consult about Jinshan, Manager Liu and his foreign boss packed up their things and prepared to go back.

Holding the contract in his hand, Manager Liu excitedly said to his boss, Smith:

"Another thirteen people signed the deed of selling their lives in the evening. It seems that it won't be long before we can gather a boatload of people."

Smith nodded, approvingly said:

"Liu, you've done a great job. It's really the right choice to hire you as an agent."

With a smiling face, Manager Liu said respectfully:

"Mr. Smith has won the prize. This group of people are so easy to deceive, they dare to believe anything..."

"Hahaha, you are right. These Tang people are stupid, ignorant, greedy, and cowardly. They deserve to be piggies."

On the dark street, there were no traces of other pedestrians.

While the two were chatting, a figure suddenly blocked their way.

The visitor was wearing a straw hat, and his face was hidden under the hat, making it hard to see clearly.

Manager Liu thought that the other party was here to ask for information about Jinshan, so he said impatiently:

"It's getting late, we're off work, come back tomorrow if you have anything to do."

As he spoke, he took out a piece of newsprint and handed it to Jiang Chen.