Upon hearing this, Zhao Hao followed Jiang Xueying's direction in a daze and found that the foreign ship had passed Shanghai County and merged into the Huangpu River without him noticing.

Isn’t Pudong the east side of the Huangpu River?

Why can’t I see the Oriental Pearl Tower?

Oh, by the way, I am in the Ming Dynasty. Because he was so focused on wandering in the long river of history just now, Mr. Zhao almost forgot what day it was.

There was no TV station in Pudong at that time. Although there was one in Lujiazui, it was just a quagmire.

Not just Lujiazui, the whole of Pudong was a quagmire with hardly any human habitation.

"Your company actually bought such a shabby place?" Qiaoqiao was shocked.

"What a fuss." Secretary Ma chuckled as he held the teacup in his hand. "If not, how can we show our Master's abilities?"

"Hahaha." Zhao Hao laughed when he heard this. Secretary Ma is really good at talking.

"No wonder Sister Qiaoqiao thinks so." Jiang Xueying also nodded and smiled:

"When my brother asked me to go all out to buy up land east of the Huangpu River, I was actually a little nervous. The original seawalls had all been destroyed by the tides, turning the east side into saline-alkali land. The Huangpu River was also silted up and flooded, turning the west side into a muddy pond. The entire Pudong area was completely a wasteland. Even Shanghai County didn't want it, and officials never crossed the Huangpu River."

"But with the cement invented by my brother, governing Pudong is no longer a luxury." Jiang Xueying looked at Zhao Hao with admiration and said:

"We have now acquired more than 80% of the land in Pudong. If the news that Kunshan completed the dike in January had not reached Shanghai, we would have taken over the entire Pudong by now."

Just because Jiangnan Company is restrained and low-key in Kunshan doesn't mean they will be the same elsewhere.

Shanghai County is under the jurisdiction of Songjiang Prefecture, so the Jiangnan Company naturally has no scruples and spends money lavishly on purchases, as if it were going to buy out the entire Pudong!

"It's still my fault for the relationship." After hearing Jiang Xueying's words, Zhao Hao couldn't help but laugh and said, "The cement was exposed too early."

"Brother, you are doing this for the people of Kunshan. This is a great act of benevolence and righteousness." Jiang Xueying looked at Zhao Hao through a fan filter, as if he could do nothing wrong.

"The landlords in Shanghai heard about the magic of cement, and they dug out land deeds from 100 to 200 years ago from the bottom of their boxes and started raising the price. The Xu family also came to Pudong to mark out the boundaries, clearly wanting to get a piece of the pie from us."

Jiang Xueying sneered as she spoke, and said with a murderous look in her eyes: "But don't worry, brother, I will take care of them all!"

Ma Xianglan couldn't help but shudder. She didn't expect that Miss Jiang had such a ruthless and decisive side.

If she finds out that I'm a traitor, I'm afraid I won't have a good life.

My dear county lady, I have taken such a big risk for you, so you must do your best.

Jiang Xueying is the president of Jiangnan Company and of course has the right to act freely under Zhao Hao's decision-making direction.

However, Mr. Zhao still had to remind her.

"Be sure to be careful not to bump into the muzzle of the gun."

"Brother, are you talking about Lin Zhongcheng?" Jiang Xueying's expression changed.

"I guess so." Zhao Hao sighed and said, "Songjiang may be in chaos for a while, so we should try to stay out of it."

"I understand." Jiang Xueying nodded slightly. She naturally obeyed Zhao Hao's words.

As they were talking, Xiwa's voice suddenly came from the mast: "Uncle! See our ship!"

"Oh?" Zhao Hao stood up, put his hands on the awning and looked, he saw two large five-masted sand ships moored at the Wusongkou in front.

Each ship flies three triangular flags.

On the mainmast were hoisted the red sun flag with a yellow background and the yellow moon flag with a blue background issued by the Caojiang Censorate.

On the secondary mast was hoisted the flag of Wu Ji, which was registered with the Caojiang Censorate.

Ming Dynasty ships sailing on the Yangtze River and near the coast must fly these two flags, otherwise they will be treated as collaborating with the Japanese.

Although Uncle Wu was the Censor of Jiangdu, Zhao Hao did not ask him to change the registration and still used the name of Wu Ji.

Firstly, he was lazy and didn't want to owe favors to others. Secondly, he wanted to take care of the feelings of Wu Ji's old employees. Thirdly, Wu Ji's flag was very useful at sea.

No matter whether they were merchants or pirates, when they saw Wu Jiqi, who had Wang Zhi's bloodline, they would always think of their friendship and show mercy.

How could Master Zhao, who never wastes any resources, give up this amulet for a mere false reputation?

The two large sand boats were filled with the thugs Zhao Hao had promised to send to Jin Xuezeng, all of whom were security personnel selected from the Jiangnan Company's security brigade.

In order to avoid being too conspicuous, after they set off from Xishan Island by boat, they did not stop in Kunshan, but went directly to Wusongkou to wait for the reunion with Master Zhao.

The fleet recognized flags during the day and lanterns at night. The sailors on Zhao Hao's side quickly raised a signal flag and ordered the two ships to follow and advance in a V-shaped formation.

At this time, the sun sets, thousands of golden lights dance on the river, and thousands of sails are seen in the distance, it is breathtakingly beautiful.

The four of them remained silent, quietly admiring the sunset over the river until the purple light on the horizon dimmed.

The temperature on the river surface dropped quickly in this season. The girls stood up, tightened their shawls, and prepared to go into the cabin to avoid the wind.

However, Zhao Hao climbed up to the wheelhouse at the rear of the ship.

This is the place with the best view on the ship. He wants to see how many ships are sailing in the Yangtze River Estuary at night.

But to his disappointment, the river surface, which was quite busy during the day, suddenly became deserted.

Apparently, all the cargo ships travelling north and south had docked for the night.

Although this does not mean anything, it does reflect from the side that the decline of Ming Dynasty's navigation technology caused ship captains to lose the ability to sail at night.

Without the ability to sail at night, we are directly shut out of the door to ocean voyages...

The reason why Zhao Hao's ship dared to continue sailing was because Uncle Mi was at the helm of the ship.

Although Uncle Mi never mentioned the past, Jiang Xueying told him that he was a captain brought up by her grandfather and had been to Japan and Luzon.

I saw the old man with his hands on the bowl-thick tiller, looking at the gradually darkening river surface with a serious expression.

Behind him were two strong helmsmen. When the captain wanted to use the tiller to turn the ship, they were responsible for helping him.

This kind of tiller is horizontally mounted on the rudder head and is perpendicular to the long rudder pole. There is no fancy handle, so it is naturally very difficult to operate.

In bad weather, it sometimes takes four sailors to withstand the pressure of the rudder.

Uncle Mi was explaining to his new boss how he could tell the direction at night, and he also said that telescopes could only be really useful in the hands of sailors.

As he was talking, saliva was flying, and he suddenly raised his hand, signaling everyone to be quiet.

Zhao Hao and the two helmsmen were speechless. It’s you, old man, who are talking alone, okay?

However, on the ship, the captain is the absolute authority, and even Zhao Hao has to obey him.

Uncle Mi raised the telescope around his neck and looked forward for a long time before whispering:

"There are ships fighting!"

ps. Third update. Please vote for me. I went to register Little Monk for kindergarten today, and I have to adjust my biological clock because I have to send Little Monk to school the day after tomorrow, so I can only update three times.