Speks only finds his hair terrifying. If he hears this kind of laughter, he must feel very kind. People who make this kind of hearty laughter are generally bold and easy to get along with others, but today's Zheng Zhilong makes his heart beat. Endlessly, as if to ridicule his toad, wanting to eat the whole swan.
Today, the commander of the South China Sea Fleet of Ming Dynasty, there will be mild rains, heavy storms, Bashan night rains, and heavy downpours. Fortunately, the first clear rain has passed in the end, and the peace talks have not collapsed.
But Spex's heart is not clear, he has a gloomy face, no longer caring about the gentlemanly demeanor he has always maintained.
The first peace talks ended in Zheng Zhilong's laughter and Spex's gloom.
Zheng Zhilong's fleet did not return to Malacca, but along the northeast direction, entered Pontianak in western Borneo.
Pontianak is a place where Han people are relatively concentrated in the east of the Kahjiang Estuary. The total number of people exceeds 20,000. Among them, there are thousands of people engaged in business and assisting in business in the city.
Zheng Zhilong berthed at the mouth of the Kajiang River and then landed from the east bank. Most of the people stayed on the ship and outside the city. He brought only a team of more than 100 personal guards into the city.
A group of hundreds of people was aimless, wandering in the streets. Han people could be seen everywhere in the city, and there were also some blond whites, probably Dutch.
Seeing them fully armed, the Dutch were very surprised, but looking at them without malicious intent, the Dutch also drove them away, just patrolling the city since ancient times.
Zheng Zhilong and the others did not harass the people in the city, but the Han people in the city did harass them. The Han people pointed at them from a distance, even stopped and watched, as if they were monsters from Mars.
The guards didn't care, one by one, they straightened their chests out and looked straight, as if they were undergoing a military parade.
A group of people strolled to a tall building. He looked up and saw that it turned out to be a three-story tall building. At the bottom of the door, there was a huge plaque with five golden characters written in Chinese characters: Pontianak Seafood Restaurant. .
Zheng Zhilong happened to be a little hungry, so he was about to go in and taste the seafood. "Brothers, it's almost noon. Let's have a meal here to see if Pontianak's seafood is authentic."
"It's the commander."
The guards immediately made arrangements. Zheng Zhilong took ten guards to show up to dine, leaving forty guards downstairs to meet Zheng Zhilong. The rest of the guards went to dine first, and then came back to replace the guards downstairs. .
Zheng Zhilong started and entered the seafood restaurant.
Seeing the guests, Xiao Er politely greeted them. Seeing Zheng Zhilong and the others' attire, he couldn't help but stay in a daze, but he didn't respond slowly. Then he bowed and saluted: "The army is going to have a meal, please go upstairs!"
Zheng Zhilong went to the third floor with Xiao Er and chose a room near the window. Ten soldiers sat around Zheng Zhilong.
"What will the army master use?"
"Just serve your signature dishes, and then come to the pot of wine."
"Master Jun, you will be fine soon." Xiao Er glanced at Zheng Zhilong again, and silently exited the room.
Zheng Zhilong looked out from the window. There were heavy traffic on the street, and two-wheeled vehicles transporting goods could be seen at any time, either to or from the dock. He couldn't help but think that this place should be the bustling city in the city.
After simple statistics, he found that in the past, more than 30% of Han people, and nearly 20% of Dutch people, the rest are probably local aboriginals. Europeans have blond and blue eyes and are easy to identify, but they are local aboriginals, which are somewhat similar to the Hans. Only the body is slightly short, the face is dark, and the brow bones are prominent.
Zheng Zhilong did not see the Dutch security forces. Maybe they are hiding in an inconspicuous corner and secretly monitoring themselves. Zheng Zhilong is not afraid of friction with the Dutch. If the two sides have friction in Pontianak, they may be in peace talks. There are also benefits.
However, the other party did not appear, and Zheng Zhilong did not have the desire to provocation.
"Master Jun, your food is here." Xiao Er's words interrupted Zheng Zhilong's contemplation. He was holding a rectangular tray in both hands. There was a white exquisite jug and several wine cups, and a few more. Seafood, seafood is steaming, apparently just out of the pot.
Xiao Er was followed by a middle-aged man, a gray gown, a square face, a slightly wide nose, and a clean shaved beard, but with dark blue roots and his hair neatly combed to the back of his head. This is common in the upper class of Nanyang Han people. That kind of big-backed head, with dark skin, I don't know if it is a Han Chinese or a local aboriginal.
He saluted Zheng Zhilong, "Military Lord, can I sit down?"
"You are..." Zheng Zhilong thought for a while. He probably hasn't seen this person before, and I don't know why he came here.
"This is the proprietor of our seafood restaurant, Boss Chen." Xiao Er rushed to answer, then put down the seafood and went out.
"My man, Chen Da, is the proprietor of this small seafood restaurant." Chen Da bowed his hand to Zheng Zhilong again.
Zheng Zhilong said lightly: "Since you are the proprietor, let's sit down." He reluctantly returned a salute. The other party's intention is unknown. He will not be too enthusiastic.
"Chen thanked Jun Ye!" Chen Da carefully sat down opposite Zheng Zhilong.
"You are welcome, the proprietor. This is your seafood restaurant. You can sit wherever you want." Zheng Zhilong is a pirate and is now a soldier. He is a little unaccustomed to Chen Da's gentle manner.
"The military master is joking. Now the military master is a guest. This room and this dining table are naturally decided by the military master. Chen is harassing the military master." Chen Da got up and filled Zheng Zhilong with a drink. He found that Zheng Zhilong had it. The escort should be a senior officer. While pouring the wine, he inadvertently asked: "Is the army officer a soldier of the South China Sea Fleet?"
"Exactly, we passed by and came to Pontianak by the way to have a seafood meal." Zheng Zhilong raised his wine cup and had a drink with Chen Da.
"The army master is..." Chen Da looked at Zheng Zhilong carefully, not only wanted to listen to some information, but also worried about angering Zheng Zhilong. Daming soldiers had never entered Borneo, and now this general brought his soldiers into Pontianak with great power. , I don’t know what other follow-up methods are. With the current strength of the South China Sea Fleet, it should not be as simple as a taste of seafood.
"It's not worth mentioning, it's not worth mentioning..." Zheng Zhilong waved his hand, "It's Dongzhu Chen's seafood restaurant, very impressive."
"Chen was just begging for food with the Dutch, which made the general laugh." Just when Xiao Er came in again with food, Chen Da said to Xiao Er: "Order to go down, today the South China Sea Fleet guests this meal, I invite, Let the kitchen bring all the good dishes up."
"Good!" Xiao Er agreed and trot out.
"Chen Dongzhu, we have no merit, so embarrassed?" Zheng Zhilong humbled for a while, and then had a drink with Chen Da.
"Master Chen, Mr. Chen has been away from home for many years, and when he saw Daming's army in Pontianak, he felt very cordial and happy for a while, but he didn't need to care about him." Chen Da was honest, if it weren't for Zheng Zhilong who was a thousand miles away. Indifferent, Chen Da really has a feeling of "meeting the old in a different country".
In those days, Zheng He made seven voyages to the Western Oceans. He was either commerce or proclaiming his national prestige. He had a good relationship with the Southeast Asian countries. There was no dispute or conflict. The people of Nanyang often cherished the feat of Zheng He.
Now that the South China Sea Fleet enters Southeast Asia, from Luzon on Taiwan Island to Malacca, several wars have come down, allowing Ming to further Yang Wei Nanyang. Although the Nanyang countries no longer exist, the people in the South who have received the message are looking forward to it. Daming's fleet can go one step further to drive away the red-haired ghosts and save the common people.
If Zheng He promoted Daming's national prestige when he sailed to the West, then the victory of the South China Sea Fleet made people feel awe of Daming. The status of the Han people in the South Seas has also risen, and it has followed the light of the South China Sea Fleet.
Chen Da is a businessman. He wants to figure out the next move of the South China Sea Fleet so that he can make the right decision.
Will the South China Sea Fleet officially enter Borneo
"Chen Dongzhu, business has always been good, right?" Zheng Zhilong said indifferently. Chen Da took the initiative to entertain guests. He is not grateful. Such a big seafood restaurant shouldn't be poor if you invite yourself to a meal, right
Besides, Zheng Zhilong can't afford to pay. The South China Sea Fleet occupied Malacca and confiscated a large amount of Portuguese property. He is not nervous on hand, otherwise the guard team of hundreds of people would not dare to pick such a high-end team. Seafood Pavilion.
"Thanks to Jun Ye, the business is still going well." Chen Da had another drink with Zheng Zhilong. He wanted to speak several times and asked about the next move of the South China Sea Fleet, but Zheng Zhilong looked at him and Chen Da did not dare to make any trouble. , Maybe that is the military secret of the South China Sea Fleet.
"Operation is going well? Will the indigenous and Dutch people come to make trouble?" Zheng Zhilong knew what Chen Da was going to ask, but he had not made a decision yet. He could not use Chen Da's words to promote in Borneo for the time being, so he had to turn away. topic.
"The natives are nothing, they won't come here to eat." Chen Da played with the wine cup in his hand, as if expecting something.
Zheng Zhilong understands that the indigenous people are engaged in agricultural production or doing coolies for the Dutch. They have limited surplus and cannot afford to be such a high-end seafood restaurant. "What about the Dutch? They will oppress the local Han people?"
"Except for the heavier taxes paid to the Han people, the Dutch usually rarely interfere." Chen Da turned to a wry smile. "It's just that the Dutch security army is really troublesome. Even if you don't pay for food, these people are often drunk. When you get drunk, you make trouble, and throwing a dish is light, and it will even drive away customers in the store, seriously affecting the reputation of the store.
"Then what do you do? Don't they have a king's law?" Zheng Zhilong just heard how the Dutch governed Borneo.
"Wang Fa? That's for the Dutch. We Han Chinese have no power and power in the local area. The Dutch army will not protect us. Apart from asking for taxes, how can they care about us?" Chen Da shook his head and sighed. , He suddenly looked at Zheng Zhilong expectantly, "General, will you come again?"
"Yes, we will definitely come."
Zheng Zhilong bid farewell to Chen Da and left the seafood restaurant. From this moment on, he has decided that Borneo must belong to Daming.