"Safe?" Zhu Jingxuan finally turned around, and the morning light fell on his light wheat-colored profile. His eyes were as calm as the deep waters of the harbor, but Chen Qianfan felt a chill in his heart. "Chen Qianfan, how many times have you gone to sea with me?"
"Since the young master made his first voyage to Ceylon when he was twenty years old, he has made seven voyages to date."
"Which time was it 'safe'?"
Chen Qianfan was speechless.
Zhu Jingxuan looked at the coastline: "Tell Shopkeeper Chen that the land is in front of you. Also tell everyone - patience is the hardest currency on the sea."
He said no more and walked towards the helm. The sailors are manipulating the "star board" and "chart ruler" for final positioning. This "Fubo" is the latest masterpiece of Nanyang Shipyard. It combines Chinese-style hard sails with Western-style streamlined hulls. On the deck, there are several bulges covered with heavy oilcloth. They are the "whirlwind cannon" that the family purchased from the blueprints of Australian and Yi craftsmen with a large sum of money and was improved by Lao Feng. This was his confidence, and it was also the reason for those "forbidden sea faction" in the DPRK to criticize his father for "wasting national money and imitating barbarian skills."
