"Constable, they're all just porcelain."
"What strangers? We are honest and straightforward business people; how dare we harbor pugilistic world bandits."
"You see, could you grant us a favor..."
On the deck, "Fast Ship Zhang," disguised as a traveling merchant, bowed and stuffed some money, looking no different from merchants on the Yangtze River.
You have a Zhang Liangji, I have a ladder against the wall.
The Salt Gang has great influence, they can even bribe the Wushan Government.
But this old hand, "Fast Ship Zhang," has his own means to handle things.
After stuffing several taels of silver, the constables pretended to inspect and then, impatiently, waved their hands, "Hurry up and leave!"
"Ah, thank you, constable!"
"Fast Ship Zhang" repeatedly bowed, saw the people off, turned around, and shouted, "Set sail!" Instantly, the cargo ship hoisted its sails and departed.
