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Chapter 811 The Third Propaganda Song "Homecoming"

As the saying goes, if a man has no money in his wallet, he can't even stiffen his back.

This is how Wang Yida feels now.

As long as he thinks that the [-] million US dollars he has saved all these years have gone into Gu Xiaobai's wallet, and he sent it in by himself, Wang Yida has a feeling that he wants to slam his head against the wall to death.

But now, he is helpless.

Reward?People don't care, so far, no one has been able to get close to Gu Xiaobai's side.The security force around him was unexpectedly strong.Moreover, when he really got to Gu Xiaobai's side, God knows who would kill whom?
threaten?The assassination order is useless, what's the use of threats?

suppress?Li Zhixun's skills were exhausted, and he had to rely on his black money to support the scene, otherwise he wouldn't even be able to sell the concert tickets.

Kidnap?He did it himself, what happened?
Wooooooooow, my life is so miserable...

When he returned to the island by seaplane, he saw his nephew running over in a panic.

"Uncle, Uncle, what the hell is going on with our money? How did you donate it to Gu Xiaobai?"

Don't mention which pot is not open!Can your child speak!
Wang Yida almost slapped him.

However, this question cannot be avoided.

Then he took a deep breath and said: "Our situation is not good now. Interpol is following the vines and checking our financial chain. Although the money has been laundered, it is still not safe. The money I want to give us Money, find a safe place..."

Safe place?
So donate to others?
Is it the kind of "I'm afraid of losing the money and feel sad, so I gave away all the money so that I won't lose it"?

This is too safe.

His nephew looked at him with an expression of disbelief: "Uncle, didn't you donate the money? Can the donated money be returned?"

Donating money is not investing.

Uncle, I don't read much, so don't lie to me!
Sure enough, Wang Yida stared: "Am I a Malaysian with a master's degree in economics, or are you?"

"Of course you are..." Wang Yuxin said weakly.

"Think about it, now that many of our channels have been seized, the money we laundered before is still not safe after all, what should we do if it is frozen?" Wang Yida said, "The safest place in the world right now may be Guxiao Bai's account, no one would have thought that the pirate's money is with Gu Xiaobai, right? And this account is in China, and it is an account of a scientific research institution..."

Is that right?Wang Yuxin stared.

The more Wang Yida spoke, the more serious he became, as if he didn't convince others, he convinced himself first.

"When the limelight passes, we will get the money back..."

"Want... want it back? Can I still get the donated money back?" Wang Yuxin said that his imagination was a bit lacking.

"We are pirates! The money we want, do you want to get it back?!" Wang Yida slapped him.

uh, is that so?
Is it because I am too dull, too superficial?Wang Yuxin scratched his head and said with a smirk, "Uncle, I thought you slipped your hand and made a mistake!"

"Hmph!" Wang Yida snorted angrily, turned and left.

If you are not my nephew, I will kill you to silence you!

Now spare your dog's life for the time being!
Once people lack something, they will work hard to get it.

Now that he has no money, Wang Yida can no longer hold his breath. He has no way to sit on the Diaoyutai like before, and wants to wait for the limelight to pass.

In the following time, he began to manipulate his power to carry out frequent activities, risking activities all over the world, trying to sell some of the backlog of goods in his hands, and to launder some money that was not easily laundered before.

However, the frequent activities allowed the multinational police who were tracking him to track down more clues, which further hit his stolen goods sales network and money chain.

Who would have thought that it was a demon piano that almost caused the world's number one pirate organization to fall apart?

Of course, this is a story.

At this moment, Wang Yida has fallen into extreme helplessness.

In reality, he is a man with less than 100 yuan left in his pocket.

In the dream, he was even worse.

Zheng He's fleet is getting closer and closer to home, and he is almost dead.

However, Zheng He's fleet's return voyage, perhaps only he and Li Zhixun, who was also imprisoned in the cabin, were unhappy.

At this moment, the entire ship is immersed in an atmosphere of anticipation and joy.

When Gu Xiaobai walked out of his room, he saw two soldiers happily counting some of the goods he had exchanged with the locals during his trip.

The trip was far away, and Zheng He allowed the soldiers and local residents to conduct limited transactions and allowed them to take goods home.

In ancient China, the price of silver was completely different from the price of modern silver. Silver was a very scarce metal. The salary of the Ming army was about 3 cents of silver a day, and less than one tael of silver a month.

The navies who travel with Zheng He have special allowances every day, and their monthly income is about one or two half.

And one tael and a half of silver in this era is enough for a person's living expenses for a year.

Based on the average income, these soldiers are definitely considered high-income groups.

And with the addition of some of the goods they carried, as well as the income from bartering, each of them gained a lot.

Not to mention, the mission of this trip was a complete success, and Chen Zuyi was captured alive, and rewards are indispensable after returning.

"This is the pearl I exchanged for my wife. Such a big pearl costs a lot of money from us. I didn't expect it to be exchanged so easily."

"I prepared a string of beads for Tweety, and this tortoiseshell hair accessory, do you think it looks good..."

"Good-looking is good-looking. When you go back, Tweety might even have a baby!"

"Fuck, believe it or not, your wife has remarried!"

As the two talked, they started bickering.

Gu Xiaobai's eyes lit up when he heard their discussion, and said, "We're almost there? How far are we from the coast?"

"Lord Zhong Jun!" The two hurriedly stood up straight, and said to Gu Xiaobai, "I heard from the boatman that there are still about five days before we arrive at Wuhumen!"

"Ah... still so long..."

Five days left!

I'm afraid I won't be able to see Sister Zhong Jun until the next time, or even the next time.

How many days will I stay at home?What if I don't make it in time and miss it?
Seeing Gu Xiaobai worrying about gains and losses, a soldier suddenly wanted to laugh.

It turns out that the majestic Lord Zhong Jun also has something to be afraid of!
A soldier asked Gu Xiaobai, "Lord Zhong Jun, have you prepared any gifts for your family?"

"Gift?" Gu Xiaobai was taken aback.

You ask a straight steel man in the physics department if he has prepared gifts...

Do you still have to guess the answer you got?
"What should I do?" Gu Xiaobai completely forgot!

He didn't come to this world for much time, and most of them were on the ship, and the number of times he got off the ship was only a handful.

Moreover, living in the world of extremely rich materials in the later generations, it is actually difficult to arouse his interest when seeing those simple, hand-made items and utensils. Only truly exquisite works of art can arouse his interest. , he also bought a lot of interesting swords, musical instruments and the like...

Besides, what he buys the most are all kinds of spices.

Modern shipping is driven by oil, and the demand for crude oil has created modern and extremely busy shipping.

And before oil, what drove human voyages?
Not silk, not porcelain, but spices!

This stuff, which is expensive, doesn't last long, and only retains its original flavor at its point of origin, has created a real need for shipping.

Gu Xiaobai bought pepper, frankincense, myrrh, benzoin, aloe vera, cloves, tortoise tubes, mubezi, and of course he once ate a barbecue that was almost stuffed to death. Kuming, that is, cumin...

There is no way, Gu Ping is a chef, and Gu Xiaobai bought the most things since he was a child, which is to help his parents buy various materials.

As for buying gifts for Sister Zhong Jun...

Can a barbecue meal buy off Sister Zhong Jun?
Two meals?

Three meals?

The ears will still be twisted by sister Zhong Jun.

"You little heartless one, it's my fault that I love you so much!"

Thinking of it, Gu Xiaobai felt a dull pain in his ears!

"Uncle Sanbao, help!" Gu Xiaobai ran out.

The two soldiers behind looked at each other, and then couldn't help covering their mouths and giggling.

Hearing that Mr. Zhong Jun forgot to buy gifts for his family, Zheng He opened the hoarded goods, selected by Gu Xiaobai, and the generals on the ship and the envoys from various countries who went to China with the fleet to meet Zhu Di all donated money. It can be regarded as a solution to Gu Xiaobai's urgent need.

However, Gu Xiaobai did not feel happy about it.

As time drew closer, Gu Xiaobai had another extremely complicated emotion spreading.

Near nostalgia timid.

In a flash, it has been two years since I went to sea, how is Sister Zhong Jun doing?

Four or five years have passed since I saw Sister Zhong Jun last time. Will she still be the Sister Zhong Jun I know?
Is it still the sister Zhong Jun who held her hand, pointed her nose, and sang to herself?

And most importantly, is she willing to meet herself?

Or, what she wants to see more is her real younger brother, Hua Xiaobai, rather than herself, an outsider who occupies the magpie's nest, should have left long ago, but is still lingering, and always refuses to leave?
Gu Xiaobai stared into the distance, holding a letter in his left hand.

Hua Zhongjun entrusted Zheng He to forward this letter to Gu Xiaobai.

It says:

"My brother Xiaobai:
When you read this letter, you don't know how long it has passed.When you go, at least one or two years, without me by your side, you must take care of yourself on the way.My father and I moved from Beiping to Jinling, we are waiting for you to come back in Jinling, life is going well, you don't have to worry..."

In the letter, he wrote a lot about things with Gu Xiaobai.

These days, Gu Xiaobai didn't know how many times he read this letter.

That kind of unspeakable longing always made him want to cry and laugh.

This feeling is completely different from the longing for the little moth.

As long as I recall it, there is an extra warm feeling.

It's like being held in your own hands by someone.

Soft and soft.

This is what it's like to have a sister.

At the end of the letter, Mr. Hua Zhong said: "Do you still remember those wild roses outside our house in Beiping? When I came to Jinling, I cut one and planted it in front of the window, and now it's blooming all over the wall."

Gu Xiaobai raised his head and stared into the distance.

Then I closed my eyes.

In front of my eyes, the wall is full of roses.

On this day, Gu Xiaobai's third promotional song was released.

This song is called "Homecoming".

(End of this chapter)