The azure sea stretched endlessly, and the sky was bright and clear. Over a dozen transport ships sailed from Xiacheng Dock, enduring numerous challenges before finally arriving safely at Fu Wang Port.
Though it was called a port, it was merely a rudimentary docking point. On the shore, there were thick wooden stakes for mooring the ships, and wooden planks extended onto the land for disembarking. There was nothing more than that.
The facilities here were worlds apart from those at Xiacheng Dock, leaving the passengers aboard questioning whether they had come to the wrong place. Was this truly the famed Fudi, known for its three harvests a year?
"Home, have we come to the wrong place?" one of them wondered aloud. "That shouldn't be the case. His Highness sold the Sea Chart, and we didn’t make any mistakes along the way. How could we end up in the wrong destination?"
Surrounded by inquiries was a middle-aged man named Yu, who was said to have been named after his mother dreamed of a small island at sea when she was pregnant with him. Yu was one of the Four Great Salt Merchants from Jiangzhou, a family renowned for their wealth.
For salt merchants who were as rich as nations, what they desired most was simply a way to survive. Indeed, survival.
Despite their immense wealth and extravagant lifestyles—where every meal might feature delicacies like pearl chicken or deer antler duck—they lived in constant fear. Their opulence was merely a facade; beneath it lay the threat of hidden dangers that could erupt at any moment, leaving them terrified of being betrayed and devoured.
True, wealth could open doors, but what if someone even higher up craved more? In the face of greater powers, their reliance on hired thugs and gangsters seemed utterly laughable.
Even with numerous court officials as their backing, it provided little comfort to the salt merchants. Did they not see how Minister of Revenue Zhao Jue met his end at the emperor's command without hesitation?
In comparison, what were they as salt merchants?
Fortunately, this anxiety was about to end because His Highness had given them a lifeline. Recently, the Da Qian Dynasty had experienced tumultuous changes. First, a prince had risen mysteriously to power through Kaihai labor, crushing the crown prince's faction. Then Minister of Revenue Zhao Jue was implicated and lost his head. Finally, it was revealed that this land of Fudi had received imperial favor.
An overseas title was granted; the prince was bestowed with the title of Fortune King, and his domain would be this very Fudi.
The land is good land, but there is a shortage of people. In the context of Feudal Dynasty backwardness, they did not purchase intelligent land reclamation machinery from the company Xu Lie. The first thing to do was to drain the population. Xu Lie lacks people, Salt Merchant lacks a way to survive, no, they hit it off immediately. Living in Da Qian, you are worried about being killed and eating meat, come on Fudi, here you only have land and no money, so there is no need to worry, right? What's more, how can the prince treat you badly when he is in his prime? With this consideration, not only home, the other three Salt Merchant are also following suit, bringing people here, home is just the fastest moving family already. So the Salt Merchant split into two groups, one way staying in Jiangzhou to continue operating, and the other way coming to the FortuneKing fiefdom to stay as a retreat. Yu glanced at a few juniors who are usually pampered and virtuous: Nonsense! Thought this is what you can be unbridled Jiangzhou? Your Highness Current fiefdom, tight is a little tight, doesn't it just need us to help? Such as Fudi everything, has been done, why do you come?
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