In Chen Mu's opinion, Xu Luan was full.

This "eating full" is not a derogatory meaning. Before a modern person lives, it is unlikely that there will be too many derogatory meanings for eating full or being full at any time.

Famous for future generations?

Very ambitious. There are thousands of people in the world. People listen to Zhang Juzheng, Lu Diyang, Qi Jiguang and Li Chengliang, but how many spectators can remember in future generations?

Every era was ancient times before, and of course people did not use this word, people talked about the past and present.

The era in which everyone lives is modern.

The No. 17 store in front of Agang Daojun Temple has opened. The shopkeeper is Xu Luan, an unknown craftsman. The five servants in the store are translated and documents under Yang Tingxiang, who is responsible for coordinating the history of the aboriginal people. They specialize in purchasing jade and exploring the origin. They may also sell jadeware at a high price in the future.

While Chen Mu handed over the No. 17 store to Xu Luan, he also drew a forest land outside the village. Chen Mu said that in the future it would be a jade factory. When the indigenous people became rich, Xu Luan asked them to teach them what experts who played jade.

The Aztecs and Incas and Mayans had the same preference for jade as China on the other side of the ocean. They believed that jade could communicate with gods and was more expensive than gold and silver.

But the Spanish don't understand that this is the wealth they missed in this new continent. Chen Mu believes that all this belongs to him now.

During the day of the two sides' armistice, Spanish Governor Almanza watched helplessly as Acapulco, a economically significant but actually extremely dilapidated port village, was constantly changing. He did not see Chen Mu set up an altar, but it did seem to be magically casting it and thriving.

First, the Ming army opened several shops outside the small temple in the north of the city, and then everything became different.

The slavery system was abolished cleanly and neatly, and the mixed-race aborigines in the port responded happily. Even those who own slaves did not dare to speak to the Ming army after the victory. Thousands of people in the entire village were in a confused and confused state. If Chen Mu issued any order at this moment, it would be a guiding light for the confused people.

But he didn't give any orders, at least in Almansa's eyes, Chen Mu said nothing.

In his opinion, no, not only he, but all the Spanish seemed to the Indians to be extremely lazy and inappropriate for work, and various planters even bought the black slaves from Africa at all costs.

But these indigenous people spontaneously went to the factories opened by the Ming people at this moment. He saw a lazy hunter walking into the No. 4 store with a turkey, and went out empty-handed and turned into the No. 1 store. When he came out, he had an arrow bag and three feather arrows on his body. From then on, he could catch a large prey every day.

He saw a slave who used to be lazy and even had to whip the corn before he could go to the field to take two green stones into the No. 4 store, then turned into the No. 2 store. When he came out, he had an exquisitely crafted hand axe on his hand, and then took his family to the mountain.

Since then, for four consecutive days, the family has returned with fir trees every evening. On the morning of the fifth day, they bought a second hand axe and sold the fir trees to the saw yard affiliated to the No. 6 store. On the thirteenth day, they exchanged three hand axes for a large saw in the No. 2 store and hired them to become workers. The daily wage was 2 cents silver, but the saw yard did not give silver. They gave them a piece of paper, which was painted with strange and complicated patterns and incomprehensible words.

He tried to ask, but no one understood it. He only knew that the letter stamped with the seal could be exchanged for five points in the No. 4 store. They didn't even know the huge Yazhou Wanli Tongbao twenty-minute text.

This is simply witchcraft!

Just because I can receive a letter every day, more and more people get up early and go to bed late every day.

Those who grow corn and cotton are not lazy anymore, and they walk into the fields in a hurry all day long, for fear of delaying the land that the court distributed to them, and they cannot send the grain to the No. 8 store.

Even those who hunted the turkeys themselves were reluctant to eat them, so they obediently sent them to the No. 4 store. Then the market seemed to be more formal. Turkey meat was sent to the butcher shop and feathers were sent to the No. 1 bow and arrow workshop. Some people even exchanged letters for turkeys for home maintenance in private, and carefully cared for them day and night to lay eggs.

But it is indeed beneficial to have that kind of letter that can be exchanged for silver. Almansa squatted on the threshold of the Daojun Temple and smoked for a day. He saw a village chief with his own eyes... Sorry, Almansa didn't know what a village chief was. He thought that person was the Indian entourage commander of the Ming army.

He saw with his own eyes the son of an Indian entourage army leader, who was almost bare and bare, and walked into the No. 3 store with a small flag of clothes hanging in front of the door. When he came out, he looked like a Ming man from head to toe, and he seemed to be a little arrogant.

Of course, most people would not choose this kind of clothing that is customized and cut with high-priced products. Hunters, lumberjacks, farmers and porters seem to prefer another standard clothing in No. 3 store. Although it is also expensive and does not look delicate, it is absolutely uncomfortable to wear. It is made of canvas and dyed into earth-colored pants and tops.

Armansa heard that the clothes were cut in different materials, with the same cutting form as the shirts, mid-single and mid-trousers that Ming people often wore, except that the middle-single clothes of Ming people were mostly made of cotton, silk, and satin, and only white.

The workers wore earthy mid-clothed clothes and tied their trousers, and tied their sleeves into the busy but rich work.

Canvas, why do they wear clothes made of canvas? Can canvas be made of clothes?

Not long after, the No. 3 store released a new style, a cotton mid-cloth, but a layer of canvas patch was added to the outside of the arms, elbows, shoulders, back, knees, and trousers, and there were many more colors. I heard that this was related to the dye transported from Majiagang.

Moreover, this dress was added by the devil Chen Mu personally ordered, specially prepared for workers and the Arctic Army. It is wear-resistant and comfortable to wear. It is called Jinghai Clothes, customized, and canvas wrapping, two pieces of sleeves and one canvas belt. The whole set is only sold for one or two.

Since this outfit appeared, everyone has worked hard to wear colorful, tailored, comfortable and wear-resistant Jinghai suits. Many people walked into Xu Luan's No. 17 store with their jades. They did not communicate with gods anymore. They wanted to communicate with Chen Mu. A piece of jade the size of walnuts would be replaced with a Jinghai suit. Then it would be a made-up craft - it could be replaced with two pieces!

Although the price of this Jinghai suit is enough for them to work for fifty days and enough for them to eat corn cakes for a hundred days, people scramble to sell the jade at home to change clothes instead of corn cakes.

As long as I work, I always have corn cakes to eat. Sometimes I can go to the restaurant run by the chef of the Ming Dynasty, but Jinghai Shirts are different.

That is a symbol of nobility, and things from the Ming Dynasty should be expensive!

After the boss, who had a dry cough, realized that they were indeed Ming people. Although most of them were covered with mixed blood between Spain and the indigenous people, and there was no Ming Dynasty blood from the inside out, they probably would never be Spanish anymore.

This made Almansa feel extremely sad, and then he found that he had finished smoking cigarettes, and when he was worried, he always smoked tobacco faster.

The idle Almansa wandered at the door of the No. 15 store. This store sells cigarettes, not only the tobacco from the New World, but also the Luzon cigarettes brought by the Ming army from Luzon. I heard that it was a kind of tobacco with tobacco leaves rolled in hemp paper. It was better to smoke it with the wooden cigarette holder of the No. 15 store.

He also wants to try it.

But the boss did not have the kind of letter that could be spent as money, nor did he have money. He had lost nothing since the news. If the Ming army had not been in charge of the meal, he would have starved to death.

Finally, the next day he wandered, he saw a Ming Indian entourage wearing a Jinghai suit and a Western-style breastplate that entered the store and exchanged two packs of cigarettes with letters. It was really a bag. Just like the way the Ming army military doctors bandaged the medicine bag, the oil paper was tied out with a rope, and it seemed that there were hundreds of pieces in this bag!

The entourage had a one-handed thin-blade steel sword from Spain inserted between his waist. He unpacked the bag at the door of the store with a proud look, stuffed a few pieces into his pocket, and took them out as if he was afraid of breaking them and carefully put them in his belt. Then he smiled and pleased him to borrow a fire from the Ming infantry patrolling coldly next to him.

Almansa was jealous of his eyes. He weighed the pros and cons. If he went to borrow cigarettes from the Ming army infantry, if there were no small infantry, then he, the governor, would be embarrassing. Bernard lost to Chen Mu, and he could not be embarrassed anymore, and he was indeed a little afraid of the Ming army.

Even if it is a small infantryman, he will be embarrassed if he is rejected, and there is no way.

And this entourage army looks a bit Spanish, and should be a mixed race.

So although old Almansa did not shave for many days, she still raised her face with the pride of the colonists and said to the mixed-race child with her nostrils: "Give me your cigarette."

As if he noticed that his tone was too stiff, Almansa eased a little, but his eyes were still glancing at the same time and said in a straight Spanish: "You have two packs, one pack belongs to me."

The attendant army saw this pure-blooded face, and the pure-blooded face that looked familiar, almost instinctively stretched out his hand, and Almansa's mouth slightly curled up, and then solidified for the next moment.

This, this untouchable, actually retracted his hand!

He retreated!

"Do you want to steal me?" The young Arsen swallowed slightly, looked around uneasy, fostering courage, and threatening in Spanish with a little cowardice and mixed with threats: "The new law of the court, Article 3, robbery!"

Almansa sneered, not knowing what the silly guy was talking about, so he pushed his hand and wanted to grab the Luzon cigarette bag from his hand.

"I am the Governor, the Governor of New Spain!"
Chapter completed!