First, Fu Jiujiu looked at Tang Xian.

Tang Xian guessed that she had something to discuss with him, so he said, "You make your own decisions."

"Aren't you going to ask anything?" Fu Jiujiu asked.

Tang Xian lightly bit her head, "No need to ask, I believe you."

Despite this, Ke Fuci still said that she wanted to establish a trade relationship with the other party.

Tang Xian thought it was doable. The distance was so far, a war was quite difficult, and transporting troops there was as hard as ascending to heaven.

After Tang Xian agreed, Fu Jiujiu also told the captain and his crew. The captain was also very happy because he already thought Fu Jiujiu was a good person.

And now he looks up to Fucuju, feeling that Fucuju's people have superior experience at sea compared to them.

Fu Jojo also told Captain Karl that Li Chao had many good things, and they could take their country's things to exchange.

Captain Carl's eyes lit up. He was now approaching this with a learner's mindset, thinking that everyone else spoke their own language fluently, while he didn't speak theirs, and thus they were stronger than his country.

Fujujiao gave them some fruits and vegetables, as well as a token from the Tingfeng Building. After telling them their direction of travel, she let them go find her.

As a gesture of thanks, Carl also presented some wine and silver as gifts, which Fu Jiujiu accepted.

"Oh, by the way, I have this too." Karl gave Fu Chi-Chi another bag of coffee beans.

Fu Jujiao was delighted, but it's a pity that these were all roasted beans. "Next time, bring some raw ones," she said.

Carl nodded, but was surprisingly, Fu JiuJiu actually knew this. Thinking about it, their country must be very powerful.

Fu Chou Chou also gave him some tea leaves. After the two ships briefly intersected, they returned to their own courses.

Fu Si Jin only felt completely at ease when he saw his younger sister return, but a new worry arose. "Jiu Jiu, you brought them food and medicine again. Aren't you being too kind to them?"

"Fu Jiujiu raised her eyebrow, "They're not bad to us. Look at those delicate cups, they aren't cheap either."

She took out another handful of coffee beans and sniffed them. “This... is not bad either. We don't have this one back home.”

"Relax, Fourth Brother. They're already quite curious about Li Chao. It doesn't matter if they don't come. If they do, this trade route will be established. Afterwards, if they're willing to come often, then the risks are theirs to bear. We can just sit at home and wait for them to bring us goods. How good is that."

Fu Sijin thought about it, and he realized this was true. After all, who could bear another accident?

And with these things, they could go back and give an account to Emperor Chengde as well.

Everyone here is from Tang Xian's side. Tang Xian doesn't speak, they won't talk out of turn. Besides, even if the Emperor Chengde found out, it wouldn't matter if it wasn't successful at first, after all, the outcome is good.

It's just about witchcraft. Fu Jiujiu still asked Tang Xian to remind him.

Tang Xian understands, he has already figured out how to tell the story of Coral's lineage. Besides, Emperor Chengde wouldn't see Coral and wouldn't ask about it.

In the evening, Fu Jiu Jiu brewed herself a cup of coffee. The rich aroma brought back memories of her past life.

But she smiled soon after, for perhaps in her previous life she had already turned to ash.

After all, he is already dead.

"What flavor is that, it smells so good?" Tang Xian followed the scent.

Fu Jiujiao made him try it too, but Tang Xian knew that Fu Jiujiao liked sweet things. He thought this drink was like sweet milk tea, but the result... his face scrunched up in bitterness.

"This...this isn't medicine, is it?" Tang Xian shook his head, unable to accept this new taste.

Fu Jiujiu added some sugar to it, but Tang Xian still couldn't accept it. She heard that adding milk would make it better, so she'd try it again when they got back to shore.

Although he saw the little girl drinking with an elegant posture and seeming to enjoy it very much, he couldn't help but try some himself. This time, he forced himself to swallow it down.

Fu Jiujiao laughed, "Alright, if you're not used to drinking, don't force yourself."

"No!" Tang Xian gritted his teeth and drank the whole cup of coffee.

Fujujiao wanted to tell him to drink slowly, but it was too late. "Tang Qi gege, what do you want to do tonight?"

Tang Xian was taken aback by the question, "What's wrong?"

Fu Jiujiu let out a long sigh, a faint smile playing on her lips. "I forgot to tell you, this is very invigorating. I'm afraid you won't be able to sleep tonight."

Tang Xian felt indifferent at this time.

But when I lie in bed, tossing and turning unable to sleep, that's when I regret it.

Fu Jiujiu heard the noises from next door and kindly sent him some calming incense. But this guy grabbed Fu Jiujiu's arm and started talking to her instead.

Fu Jiu Jiu was so sleepy she could barely keep her eyes open, but he stubbornly dragged her into talking about her past life, the story of Fu Jiu.

"Fu Jiu, Fu Jiu..." Tang Xian repeated the name over and over again.

"Fu Jiu is already dead." Fu Jiaojiao said.

Tang Xian hugged her tightly, silently remembering every word she said, until dawn broke and Tang Xian finally felt sleepy.

This coffee is really not good.

Their ship sailed on the open sea for over a month, and by the time they reached shore, Coral could communicate in simple sentences.

He still sometimes speaks incoherently, but it's already good.

Fu Chi-Chi had also learned some of their language, but it was still impossible for her to understand the scrolls. Reciting spells was even more difficult.

But she was too eager. She originally learned this because she was curious about what the Witch Ancestor had done to her by smearing blood from her fingertip on her forehead.

Coral also explained in more detail.

When the Ancestor Witch heard that Fu Chi-Chiu wanted to learn witchcraft, she first used her fingertip blood to verify if she was a kind person. If someone had a wicked heart, they couldn't be taught.

Fujujiju's character is naturally needless to say. Although she is not easy to bully and has killed people, she won't take the initiative to do evil unless others provoke her.

However, Wuzhu Grandma's expression seemed to have seen something, so she requested the gods to bestow blessings. However, Tang Xian was worried that she would be unfavorable to Fu Jiujiu again, wiping the blood from her forehead, which led to a failed prayer for blessings.

Fujujiao also asked Coral, what did Wuzun Grandma see? Coral said she didn't know.

Grandmother Witch's magic is the most powerful, and she has only learned the basics. If she doesn't come out, the next Grandmother Witch will be chosen.

But she came out, the Shaman Grandmother felt that medicine was more important to the tribe.

Fujujijiu actually still admires that old woman, her ideological awareness is really high.

Coral also tried to smear her fingertips blood on Fu Jiujiu's forehead, hoping something would happen. Alas, she was left disappointed.

After returning to solid ground, everyone rested at the station for a night.

But Coral couldn't sleep, she was too excited. She was amazed by the world before her.

She couldn't imagine that the outside world was actually so prosperous.

The next day, everyone hurried back to the capital. Those who were meant to return to their positions did so, and those who wished to go home went home.

Corals was even more excited to hear that she would be going home with Fu Jiujiu. However, on the way there, she couldn't help but fall asleep in the car. When she woke up, she saw the even more prosperous capital city.

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