Everyone stood up until the large ship drew closer and came toward them.
The fishermen, holding torches high, recognized the large ship as a merchant vessel belonging to the Jiang family and cheered.
Back then, when they were able to rescue people and repel the pirates, Young Master Jiang contributed his ship, men, and effort. In everyone's hearts, they already considered him one of their own.
Therefore, seeing the Chiang family's merchant ships felt especially heartwarming.
Many fishermen and their wives ran back home, bringing out steamed sweet potatoes and fried fish, and carrying buckets of water.
Everyone eagerly awaited the arrival of Chiang Kai-shek's men, hoping they would have a chance to repay him.
Yazhou Port is located on Haizhu Island, towards Wan'an Island.
Clearly, the Jiang family's merchant ships were sailing towards the people on shore.
"Big brother, a big ship!"
"Second brother, look!"
Wen Shishi was held in her older brother's arms, and she was very excited.
Forgot the bowl for the dried fish, and excitedly raised her little fist while holding a dried fish in one hand.
With quick reflexes, Song Chengliang caught the bowl and stuffed the last dried fish into Lao Shi's mouth.
"Yes, the truth!"
Old Ten chewed twice, revealing his white teeth as he smiled.
She snatched the bowl from her fourth brother's hand and ran back to the courtyard.
The large ship dropped anchor, and the sailors on board cheered and waved to the people on shore.
As the gangway descended, the Song brothers saw two familiar faces.
"Manager Qin, Young Master Jiang!"
The Song family was overjoyed, as were the fishermen and their wives.
Everyone welcomed the reunion of old friends, and even Wen Shishi was stunned and speechless upon seeing it.
"Big brother!"
Jiang Xinyu disembarked and excitedly greeted Song Chenghou.
The address came out naturally, and Song Chenghou's eyes were filled with smiles.
"Hey! You must be tired."
Jiang Xinyu and the others greeted him.
Other members of the Song family were addressed as "Young Master," except for Song Chenghou and Song Chengjian, who were called "Eldest Brother" and "Second Brother," respectively.
Song Chenghou invited the people back to the courtyard, and the stove fire that Lao Si had just extinguished was lit again.
Some people stayed on the boat, while the rest of the people accepted the gifts from the fishermen and fisherwomen, eating sweet potatoes and drinking spring water.
Manager Qin and Jiang Xinyu looked around the courtyard and its surroundings. They had seen the temple as soon as they disembarked; its exterior was the same as before, but the walls seemed even more meticulously constructed...
Then I saw houses built on both sides of the temple, each with its own courtyard...
He couldn't help but show admiration and pride.
Given the severe shortage of supplies, they naturally knew that the credit belonged entirely to the Song family.
"Xin Yu, what brings you here today?"
Song Chenghou handed Jiang Xinyu and Steward Qin a bowl of water each and asked them about their well-being.
Jiang Xinyu spoke with great enthusiasm and eloquence.
"Brother, after we get home, I'll tell our parents everything that happened on the island..."
Despite their worry and shock, they all affirmed the changes that had occurred during my trip.
Regarding the merchant ships and the ransom, I will tell my parents how to make calcined lime and conch shells when I get back...
My father said that our Jiang family got the better deal.
So I suggested to my father that from now on, no matter how much lime my elder brother burns, we should collect it all when we return.
Also, regarding the raw material for the conch shells—however many conch shells our elder brother collects on shore, we'll buy them all...
This is considered a way of repaying my eldest brother, second eldest brother, and the other brothers.
Upon hearing this, the Song family members nodded with smiles.
Song Chenghou, however, said, "At that time, we were in dire straits. If it weren't for the support of Xin Yu, Steward Qin, and the Jiang family..."
Even if we had a way, it would be difficult to raise funds and ships in a short period of time.
It was agreed at the time that it was a transaction, and once the deal was made, there was no question of who benefited or who suffered a loss.
We are very grateful that Xin Yu, his father, and Steward Qin remember us all.
Jiang Xinyu said earnestly, "Brother, don't be so polite with me!"
Besides, I wasn't looking for a one-off deal. I know that my brother and the other brothers are all very talented people and they will never be content with the status quo.
Perhaps, in some places, you will need ships, supplies, or even money...
"Perfect, we have these at home. More business for the Jiang family can change the current situation for our eldest brother and his brothers; why wouldn't we do it?"
Qin Shan looked at his young master with satisfaction, but did not say anything.
Song Chenghou looked at his brothers, and seeing that no one objected, he smiled and said, "Alright! Since Xin Yu has said so, let's have a win-win situation and cooperate sincerely from now on!"
Jiang Xinyu and Qin Shan looked at each other and smiled.
After talking for a while, Song Chengliang brought out two bowls of rice porridge.
There were still a few dried anchovies left, so I fried them and served them with porridge.
Jiang Xinyu took a sip, looked up at Song Chengliang and smiled, "I've been craving Fourth Young Master's porridge for so long..."
Upon hearing this, Song Chenghou laughed and said, "From now on, stop calling me Third Young Master or Fourth Young Master!"
You call me "elder brother" and "second brother," but based on age, I should call you "brother" from now on...
Just like the eldest and second eldest brothers, call us by our names, or third brother, fourth brother...
We'll call you Brother Xinyu, and we'll call Manager Qin Uncle Qin, how about that?
Seeing his elder brother nod, how could Jiang Xinyu refuse?
He called out to everyone else.
Suddenly, the little guy in Song Chenghou's arms pointed at himself.
His fingers were glistening with oil, and he was still clutching a half-eaten piece of dried fish.
Jiang Xinyu smiled and patted Wen Shishi's head. "What's wrong, little one?"
Wen Shishi's eyebrows bulged slightly, looking speechless.
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