When Han Du saw that the heat was almost done, he asked people to set up a pot on the beach and start cooking porridge. The thick aroma of the porridge made the hungry natives swallow their saliva, but when faced with the white porridge so close at hand, no native

People dare to step forward and fight for it.

Only these days did they know that there were people outside. Their previous ferocity was nothing compared to the Ming Dynasty Navy. In just a few days, the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty slaughtered them as easily and casually as if they were killing chickens. They were deeply moved.

It is deeply imprinted in their hearts that they will never dare or forget for the rest of their lives.

Therefore, even though everyone was starving to death, even though the delicious white porridge was right in front of them, and even though there were hundreds of thousands of them, far more than the Ming Navy, no one dared to step forward.

Seeing this, Han Du smiled with satisfaction. He was originally planning to use some of the best to scare the monkeys, but now it seems that he has no use for it.

"Zhao Xian."

"The grassroots are here." Zhao Xian heard Han Du's call and immediately replied.

Originally, since Zhao Xian guessed that the Ming Navy had moved away the gold and silver, although he didn't say anything to Han Du on the surface, he was dissatisfied in his heart. After all, it's hard to let go of good money, and no one would do it.

Watching your money being taken away without doing anything.

But now seeing the scene in front of him, Zhao Xian felt that although Han Du took away nearly half, he still left half for them, right? Han Du was still kind and righteous.
Chapter completed!