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Chapter 488

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Among the transmigrators, the two doctors were usually the most low-key. They usually stayed in hospitals and schools, either dealing with patients or teaching classes. However, when the news that Zhou Qingfeng was going to the Arabian Peninsula to get horse breeds was leaked, Yu Hongyang, who had the least presence, jumped out and told Zhou Qingfeng about the customs of the Arabian Peninsula.

"Lebanese girls are open and proactive, Jordanian girls are passionate and hot, Kuwaiti girls are mysterious and beautiful, Syrian girls are shy and shy, Iraqi girls are reserved and reserved, and Israeli girls … So … Is there still no Israel?" Yu Hongyang couldn't continue after a long time.

Zhou Qingfeng rolled his eyes …

"Ah … I just talked about so many countries. Do they still exist? Oh, I'm not a history major, so it's understandable. But I know one country definitely exists. It's Iran to the east of the Arabian Peninsula, which is now called Persia. The Persian girls were famous all over the world. They were natural-born dancers who could perform belly dances. You can go there on your way. "

Zhou Qingfeng continued to roll his eyes …

"I believe that with your strength, safety shouldn't be a problem. If you don't bully others, it'll be good for them. You must be worried about the safety of our own territory. But it doesn't matter. When you go out, we'll work hard and guard to make sure no one dares to make trouble. Didn't you subdue Phoenix? Let her stay and you'll be safe. "

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"I'm going to get horse breeds, not to sleep with women."

"I know. She's a foreign girl. Men understand. Not only can you go to Arabia, you can also go to Europe. I've seen many famous European paintings from the Middle Ages, and the European girls now seem good. Don't miss it. "

"I'm talking about a foreign girl that can be ridden."

"That's right. Why do you want her if you can't ride her? The brothers are very supportive of your 'Ethnographic Museum' plan. Don't worry about it. If you want money, we'll give you money. If you want people, we'll give them. We won't hold you back. It's not easy to come to the Daming Dynasty, and the brothers work hard without complaint. Do you have the heart to refuse such a small request? "

"Why are all my friends as bad as me?!"

Zhou Qingfeng really wanted to cover his face and cry. He told Wen Ruolan that he was going to the Arabian Peninsula, and as a result, Xu Bing knew about it. If Xu Bing knew about it, the other transmigrators would also know about it. In the end, everyone unanimously supported him to go out and get some horse breeds. They also requested to bring back some local specialties along the way.

A group of bad friends even discussed behind his back that it was too much of a waste of time to go around getting girls, and that they should look for Arabian slave traders to buy them. These days, the biggest slave traders were the Arabs. They had all kinds of female slaves. As long as you bring money, you can get whatever you want.

They didn't even need to bring too much gold and silver for a long trip. The improved biplane could pull nearly half a ton of goods, and they could directly carry a plane's worth of porcelain and silk. He might even make a profit. As for translation, sea trade was very developed these days. With Uncle Zhou's fist, which was as big as a casserole, he would definitely be able to handle such a small matter.

With the help of Jia Gang's telepathic message, the brothers helped Zhou Qingfeng plan. "There's no need to go to Southeast Asia. There are only monkeys there now, and there really aren't any good genes. Don't fly directly to the Arabian Peninsula either. There are too many Gobi Deserts along the way. If anything happens, it'll be really troublesome.

The specific route is to first fly along the southeast coast of China, and resupply in the area of Macau in Guangdong. There are Portuguese in Macau now, and they might be able to provide some information. Then fly directly from Macau to Goa, India, and cross the Indo-China Peninsula on the way. Goa should be the territory of the Portuguese now, but there are many merchants of various races there. If we're lucky, we can meet slave traders in Goa. "

The brothers strongly suggested that Zhou Qingfeng settle the matter in Goa. After all, going deep into the Arabian Peninsula was a very difficult task. When necessary, it was better to find merchants to solve the problem with money.

"You guys are all talents. I don't see you guys working so hard usually," Zhou Qingfeng muttered in his heart. It seemed like he had to fulfill the request of his fellow brothers, but Xu Bing secretly stirred up trouble in his backyard.

"Bring Sister Guo Jiao with you, so that she can take care of you on the way."

"What …? Bring Guo Jiao?"

After comforting Sister Ruolan, it was Zhou Qingfeng's turn to stay at Xu Bing's place. As a result, Xu Bing strongly requested that he bring Guo Jiao with him to breed horses.

"Why?"

"Why do you ask? We have enough sisters, and we don't allow you to fool around outside. It's also good that Sister Guo Jiao is here. She doesn't have any specific matters to attend to at the moment, so let her accompany you. Bringing her along can also bring 'Flat Hair'. That way, no matter what you do, we'll feel more at ease. "

"Guo Jiao might not be willing."

"She has already agreed."

Zhou Qingfeng was really … He had shot himself in the foot. Not only did he not get any benefits, but he also got himself into trouble. He could only nod helplessly, indicating that he would bring Guo Jiao out to see the world.

On a certain day at the end of September, 1617, a great journey began from Tianjin. Several transmigrators came to see them off, and they even brought up their specific requests for 'local specialties'. The new biplanes were ready to set off, and the cargo hold was filled with porcelain and silk. Guo Jiao changed out of her dress and put on a long shirt and trousers. She even brought a box of luggage with her, and looked at Zhou Qingfeng pitifully.

'Flat Hair' landed on Zhou Qingfeng's shoulder, and asked in a loud voice that could be heard no matter how low it was, "Did someone see through your scheme? My Eldest Miss scolded you all night yesterday. "

Zhou Qingfeng curled his lips in annoyance, "What does that have to do with you?"

"Maybe I can help you."

"You're still thinking of raising money to get a companion? It's five hundred thousand taels, even if I lend it to you, how are you going to pay me back? "

"Uh … We have such a good relationship, talking about money is too hurtful."

"If we don't talk about money, there's no relationship to talk about."

"Little Zhou, you've changed."

'Flat Hair' was full of hidden bitterness, and together with Zhou Qingfeng's depressed face, the man and the bird really brought out the best in each other.

For this journey, Guo Jiao was urgently trained to use navigation devices such as maps, compasses, and sextants to ensure that she would not get lost halfway. She was very careful before boarding the plane. She did not have the carefree and easygoing personality of a happy big sister, but instead, she was like a wronged little wife.

"You won't blame me, will you?"

"Blame you for what?"

"Blame me for following you all the way and getting in your way."

Both of them had already sat in the cabin. Zhou Qingfeng turned his head and stretched out his hand to lightly scratch Guo Jiao's nose. "Girl, give me a smile?"

Guo Jiao's face immediately turned red, and her ears were hot as if she had a fever. She looked around nervously and found that the people who came to see them off were all smiling, which made her even more embarrassed. "You bad boy, hurry up and fly away."

"Sit tight." Zhou Qingfeng shouted and started the Fierce Wind Matrix. He waved to the people who came to see them off and shouted, "Wait for me to get you some horse studs."

Xu Bing looked angry, and Wen Ruolan waved her hand and was about to cry. However, several brothers heartlessly shouted — I want a foreign horse, I want a foreign horse, I must have a foreign horse.

The excitement below finally made Guo Jiao laugh, and Flat Hair was jumping around in the enclosed cabin. The glass cover of the entire cabin was one piece, smelted and fired by Fire Phoenix herself. It was clear and bright, and strong and durable. Zhou Qingfeng sat in it and had a very good view. After taking off, he quickly pulled the body up to a height of more than a thousand meters and flew south at full speed.

He set off early in the morning and flew at a speed of 300 kilometers per hour for seven hours. Before dark, Zhou Qingfeng finally found Macau near Lingding Ocean. This place was now called Haojing. More than half a century ago, the Portuguese occupied this place and became the base of their trade with China.

After decades of operation, Macau had a population of tens of thousands and was known as' the first commercial port in the East '. There were hospitals, schools, churches, cannon foundries, shipyards and many other industries here. For a long time, the Portuguese almost monopolized the trade between Europe and Asia, until the arrival of the Spanish and the Dutch gradually declined.

At this moment, the Portuguese could already make sailboats with a displacement of up to 1,600 tons, and they often used medium-sized galen boats of more than 500 tons. It took about two or three years to run the Eurasian route, and the profit of a medium-sized boat could exceed 100,000 Portuguese gold coins.

The price of a load of raw silk in Jiangnan was 50 taels per load. In Macau, it could rise to 80 taels, and in Goa, it would soar to 150 taels. If the raw silk was woven into silk thread, the price could be doubled to 300 to 400 taels per load. Such rich profits encouraged a large number of people to devote themselves to sea trade.

When the biplane crossed over the port of Macau, he could see several huge armed cargo ships docked in the port, as well as a large number of smaller civilian ships. Judging from the number of ships, this place was indeed a center of cargo and commerce.

Zhou Qingfeng chose a remote place to land and reached out to put away the big plane. For this trip, Guo Buyi had to spend a lot of effort to upgrade Zhou Qingfeng's storage bag. He opened up a special space to accommodate biplanes, similar to the Heavenly Crystal. All of this was to make his baby daughter have a higher status and live a more comfortable life.

Zhou Qingfeng brought a tent instrument for accommodation, which was obtained from Wen Ruolan's ex-husband in Onitsuka. He just wanted to enter Macau before dark to see the situation. It was best to get some information, but it didn't matter if he couldn't. He would not simply stay in any inn or hotel. He would choose a quiet place outside the city to set up his lodging. His Dharma Artifact was the best room.

As it was getting dark, the nearby villagers who went to Macau to sell daily necessities were returning. Tens of thousands of people lived in Macau, and food and clothing still needed to be provided by the locals. Zhou Qingfeng walked with Guo Jiao for about a mile into Macau, and soon discovered that the city was different. It was completely Western.

Macau's famous St. Paul's Church was built more than half a century ago. The ruins of its remaining front wall were the so-called 'Dasanba Memorial Arch.' The church was destroyed in a fire more than a decade ago and was currently being rebuilt. When Zhou Qingfeng approached the building, a strong repulsive force hit him.

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