Xu Fu's death did not cause any stir. Ning Yu had witnessed Xu Fu's poisoned wine with her own eyes. When Gude came over and learned that Xu Fu had intended to harm someone, he merely sighed. As for the three hundred boys and girls, they were servants with no rights to begin with. After Xu Fu shouted that they were meant to be sacrifices, their hearts had long since gone cold.
"Gude, put Mr. Xu Fu in a box and give him a burial at sea," Jiang Hao said.
Gude took two pandas with him, placed Xu Fu in a box, silently recited a farewell, then tossed the box into the sea. It quickly sank to the ocean floor.
The maids would naturally clean up the main cabin. Jiang Hao had Ning Yu take him to the ship's storerooms. As a leader, the most important thing was to understand the situation.
In a separate warehouse stood ten chests of gold coins. The moment he opened them, they gleamed with a brilliant golden light. Jiang Hao unceremoniously stored them all in the Golden Space.
The large warehouse held all kinds of supplies: barrels of fresh water, wine, flour, and rice. The salted meat had been dried until it was hard as stone and needed to be cut with a saw by the cook. There were countless sacks of mung beans and red beans, which stored easily and could be sprouted to supplement vitamins. There was also plenty of dried fish, made from fresh fish caught at sea that had not been eaten.
There were also bolts of cloth, medicinal ingredients, weapons, ship repair materials, charcoal, copper stoves, and trade goods such as silk and porcelain.
Jiang Hao touched a copper pot and said with a smile, "Now we can have