"Morino! It's almost dark. Unloading sacks of rice and loading sacks of rice is far too troublesome! And I brought only a limited number of ships this time. They can't carry this much either..."
"Main God as my witness! So, since there are still two shiploads of goods not yet handed over, why don't you sell me these two big ships, together with the cargo aboard them? Just name how much gold you want for each ship. I guarantee you'll make a huge profit!"
Zuwaro smiled as he stretched out his powerful hand and grabbed Morino Kiyoshi by the wrist. Tiger Slave and Xiong Da each stepped forward as well, blocking Morino Kiyoshi's Warrior Monks.
At that moment, seeing the "Gold Chieftain's" expression, Morino Kiyoshi's heart chilled. He quickly swept his eyes left and right, and sweat came pouring down his forehead with a swish.
"Ah! Honored Gold Chieftain... these five big ships of mine are all the finest cargo ships of my trading house! Good ships like these—search all around Lake Biwa and you still won't find many. They carry goods north and south; they are the hens that lay my golden eggs... uh!..."
Morino Kiyoshi's wrist tightened, and pain made the corners of his mouth twitch. He cursed the "savage Mongol barbarian" under his breath, but in his heart he still wavered, unable to decide whether he should leave the big ships behind.
This was not really a matter of "money." Rather, at present, before "Shipmaster Wufeng" Wang Zhi packed up the sea-vessel technology of Guangdong and brought the whole set to Kyushu, Wagoku's shipbuilding industry truly was not very good!
For a fine, light cargo ship like this, capable of sailing near the coast and even across the open sea, a rare and seasoned shipwright had to