My father Yongle, building a five-good family

Chapter 93 We Are All Family

Zhu Gaoyu listened to the Sultan's story along the way.

He applauded not to mock, but from his point of view, Sudan's experience was indeed wonderful.

He almost understood what the Sultan meant. In the end, it was all about money and he wanted to make a deal.

Zhu Gaoyu pondered for a moment, and during this period of contemplation, he seemed as if he was in a trance.

In the Sultan's eyes, Zhu Gaoyu was not satisfied with the sale of spices, gems and carpets he proposed.

Thinking of Zhu Gaoyu's previous "disdain" for the gems, the Sultan became more cautious. The last bit of pride from the Ottoman nobility in his heart disappeared without a trace in front of the Ming royal family.

The Ming Dynasty royal family...are they already so rich?
He even ignored the gems that the nobles of his homeland would flock to.

Thinking of the rumors about the ancient oriental countries that once came from the Silk Road, the Sultan swallowed his saliva unconsciously, and even his hands unconsciously fell on his knees.

The Sultan looked at this moment like a good student who sat upright and listened attentively.

After a moment, Zhu Gaoyu slowly spoke:
"Sultan... Actually, I don't like money the most."

If someone else had said this, the Sultan might have been a little skeptical.

But the Sultan already believed half of Zhu Gaoyu.

How could a grandson of the Ming Dynasty emperor who is not interested in even a gem the size of a pigeon egg be a greedy person?

Thinking of this, the Sultan couldn't help but sigh again:
"The Ming Dynasty is indeed rich, with gold everywhere. But the gem in my hand seems a little too ordinary. No wonder His Highness had a mediocre reaction when he saw it."

At the end of his speech, the Sultan even had a hint of self-mockery, and it was obvious that he felt a little embarrassed about his previous actions.

It was at this time that Yao Guangxiao suddenly chuckled, but the Sultan was a little distracted and subconsciously ignored what was happening.

Instead, Zhu Gaoyu turned his head and glared at Yao Guangxiao.

Big monk, don’t ruin his good deeds!

Yao Guangxiao looked calm. He stretched out his hand, put two fingers together, and lightly stroked his lips, indicating that he would continue to remain quiet.

Only then did Zhu Gaoyu turn his head with satisfaction and continue to persuade him:
"Sultan, don't be discouraged. Although I don't lack these things, it doesn't prevent us from being friends. After all, the saints once said, isn't it a pleasure to have friends coming from afar?"

The Sultan glanced at Zhu Gaoyu and felt that the grandson of the Ming emperor in front of him was indeed a child with a pure and kind heart. He was actually willing to lower his posture and make friends with this foreign visitor.

You know, when Sudan first came to Datong, he was looked down upon and troubled by many people because of his appearance.

Later, because of his wealth, he attracted many people with bad intentions.

In order to protect his property and caravan, the Sultan had to make arrangements along the way, and even the King of Dai accepted his tribute.

But now, Zhu Gaoyu did not ask for anything, but instead asked to be friends, which made the Sultan feel a little embarrassed.

It's really rare to find someone as kind-hearted as Zhu Gaoyu...

A warm feeling passed through the Sultan's heart.

His tone was also much more sincere.

"Your Highness, I apologize for my thoughts just now. Actually... I came here with a purpose."

"I want to trade with Ming Dynasty, exchange for some wealth, and then return to my homeland..."

Zhu Gaoyu pretended to understand:

"Oh...are you short of money?"

The Sultan was a little embarrassed, but nodded.

He did bring gems to the Ming Dynasty, but the gems are limited. If he wanted to use them to accumulate original wealth and revitalize the family, these... were far from enough.

The cement and concrete invented by Zhu Gaoyu successfully attracted the Sultan's attention.

As a businessman, he keenly noticed the huge benefits involved.

You know, before he left, the roads in Lumi Kingdom, except for a few important city roads, were paved with stone slabs, and most of them were paved with mud and gravel.

This also leads to the same problem - the road is rugged and bumpy, which will greatly slow down the transportation of grain.

The walls of the Lumi Kingdom were built with stones. Ordinary limestone might be better, but if it was a stone like marble, the cost would increase due to the difficulty of mining.

In addition, there are also stones such as bricks, wood, etc.

But there is no doubt that no matter which of these, whether it is used for roads or city walls, no material can be more valuable than cement and concrete.

When it comes to cement and concrete, Sudan seems a little anxious:

"Your Majesty, I am willing to pay any price to get the formula of cement and concrete."

Faced with the Sultan's request, Zhu Gaoyu pondered for a moment and shook his head.

When he saw the Sultan's disappointed look, Zhu Gaoyu still looked hard-hearted:

"Sultan, although I am the grandson of the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, this cement recipe has been handed over to my grandfather, and I cannot disclose it alone. If I want to pass the recipe to you, even if my father nods, it will not count. Unless my grandfather personally agrees..."

Hearing this, the Sultan's face, which he had tried to keep calm, finally collapsed.

He looked extremely depressed.

The saddest time for a person is not when there is no hope, but when he clearly sees hope but misses it. But the next moment, a bright smile appeared on Zhu Gaoyu's face again:

"Sultan, there is a saying in my Ming Dynasty: Those who are not of my race must have different hearts. I'm sorry, but I really can't give you the cement recipe. Even if you are my friend... Well, it would be better if you were one of my family."

When the Sultan heard this, his green eyes suddenly lit up:
"Family? Your Highness, how can I become one of them? I have longed for the Ming Dynasty, and I admire its profound culture even more..."

The cunning noble of the Lumi Kingdom.

Admire the head!

It is true that I admire the silver and gold that are rolling in from the Ming Dynasty!

Zhu Gaoyu complained in his heart, but the smile on his face became more innocent and harmless:
"Sultan, if we want to become one, maybe we can try to cooperate first. I heard that the Lumi country has magical matchlock guns and Urban cannons..."

The Sultan seemed to understand something and smiled as well:
"I also heard that Your Highness has a mysterious manor outside the city. There are many magical inventions in the manor. I wonder if Your Highness can take me to see it..."

When the two men were talking, their eyes made contact with each other. Although they were more than a decade apart in age, they felt as if they had met each other and understood each other.

Yao Guangxiao sat aside, looking at this, then that, then leisurely picked up the teacup and took a sip.

Matchlock gun?
Urban Cannon?
Where did this guy Zhu Gaoyu hear this stuff from?
It must be said that after being whetted by him, Yao Guangxiao actually became curious about these two things.

……

Zhu Gaoyu's manor is very big.

Under the model of more work, more pay, the entire Zhuangzi is now showing a thriving development trend.

When the Sultan came to the village, he felt dazzled.

The magical cotton-fluffing truck, the hard and clean cement road, the indoor bean sprouts, and the modified fire wall. Once you enter the house, even if it is a freezing winter outside, it is still like spring inside all year round.

In addition, various new things are emerging one after another.

What Sudan is most interested in are cement and some modified farm tools.

In the eyes of businessmen, this is not a Zhuangzi at all, but an undeveloped treasure trove.

If all the technologies here were brought back to Lumi Country, I am afraid that these technologies would be transformed into endless wealth in an instant.

At this moment, the Sultan understood more deeply the value of what Zhu Gaoyu meant by "cooperation".

The last bit of hesitation in his heart finally disappeared after he observed the cement and concrete up close.

Only seen at the shooting range of the manor.

The Sultan waved to the attendant behind him, and the attendant opened the wooden box behind him and took out a rifle similar to the old-fashioned rifle in his memory.

When Zhu Gaoyu saw the rope and ramrod on the rifle, he was sure that this thing should be the current matchlock gun.

The Sultan skillfully loaded the gun with black powder and ammunition, and after a series of operations, he aimed the muzzle of the gun at the haystack on the shooting range.

There was a loud bang, and the black powder exploded in the barrel of the gun, and the bullet instantly sank into the haystack.

Yao Guangxiao stood aside, observing the scene silently.

Seeing that the Sultan was still demonstrating his matchlock gun, he rarely praised Zhu Gaoyu:

"This matchlock gun is really a good thing. Compared to a musket, it is more stable and more convenient."

Zhu Gaoyu grinned:
"Can anything I like be bad?"

Yao Guangxiao automatically skipped this topic to prevent Zhu Gaoyu from getting more and more inflated, and changed the topic:

"So do you really want to give me your cement and concrete recipes?"

When Zhu Gaoyu heard this, he blinked and looked at Yao Guangxiao with innocent eyes:
"Master, I just said to become one of our own, but I didn't say that, once we become one of our own, we will be given good things right away. As the saying goes, things will always turn out well if they are slow, so take your time. Friendship is something that is cultivated by each other."

The corners of Yao Guangxiao's mouth twitched.

He understood what Zhu Gaoyu meant.

This is because not enough benefits have been gained from the Sudan.

But here comes the problem...

If the Sultan really became one of his own, would Zhu Gaoyu let this impoverished nobleman from the Kingdom of Rumi escape?

Yao Guangxiao thought about this question for a long time, and after a long time, he looked towards the Sultan with a look of sympathy.

Zhu Gaoyu and Zhu Di are truly father and son.

Wherever you go, you will encounter pits.

None of them are good stuff.

Of course, Yao Guangxiao is not a good person either.

I finished writing today, a little earlier than yesterday, haha, I will post both chapters at the same time. I will write more later and see if I can post it earlier tomorrow. I slept for six hours, had dinner and went to bed...

I didn't cut it!!! I hereby declare!

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