The Fengshen sailed in the beautiful Indian Ocean. Every day, Ling Qingyu woke up to the gentle sea breeze and the shouts of blood from the men.
"I'm digging my own grave!" Ling Qingyu covered his ears with a pillow, but this couldn't block the shouts of "stab, move forward, retract, retreat" from below.
Chu Cheng stood at the forefront of the team, following Meng Su and the others in a rigid manner.
A few days ago, Yang Zhao's arrow not only frightened Abu, but also shocked them. Then a senior sailor told them contemptuously, what is this? The first person is actually that little general Yang who is famous in the north.
In fact, Chu Cheng has long disliked Song Li, and even more disliked Song Yu's nepotism. His father named him Cheng, and told him to be honest, to know kindness, and to be down-to-earth since he was a child. , I am very uncomfortable with it, but the group of people they boarded this time were actually just learning from Ding Dong, Shen Zhan and the others, and did not have any actual work, so there was no direct conflict. That day, he and the brothers in his village took turns to rest When they went ashore, they saw Song Li taking a piece of red meat and trading with a local man, and then the local man sent someone to the city. At that time, there happened to be a local man beside him, and he said something in Chinese: "This lion is going to call What are the soldiers doing? Could it be that they want to snatch the boat?" Chu Cheng told people to hurry up and call the brothers back to the boat, and at the same time he ran to the pier to tell Yang Zhao about it.
Later Song Li was shot and Song Yu and Song Husan were punished. No one mentioned his matter. Some brothers thought that he had credit for his injustice, but he knew that it was for his own good and not to make enemies for him. If Song Li's behavior could kill a whole boat, people in Songjia Village would not blame the head of the family, but it would be hard to say about him as an informer. Maybe some people said that he could bring Song Li back at that time, such silly words.
The next day, Yang Zhao announced that those who did not need to work would start training, and put him in the first row. Chu Cheng knew that this was the intention of the master. If he could be like Yang Zhao and the others, the master would definitely Reuse him.
It's just that the injury next to him is still not healed, but Song Yu who insists on training with them is going to make such a fuss? ! What are you working so hard for
Seeing Chu Cheng's resentful glances, Song Yu stared back viciously, and said softly, "The boatswain in charge must be me!"
"Cut! You have the final say!" Chu Cheng stared back without showing any weakness. What his father said, we are honest children, and integrity is the first priority, so if people bully us, we must bully them back. No one is afraid of anyone.
"Chu Cheng, Song Yu, you are not allowed to talk privately during practice, and you will be punished to squat for an hour while squatting." Yang Zhao said coldly beside him.
Although the Fengshen is big, it doesn't have enough space to punish running, so it can only be changed to squat lifts. What are squat lifts? It is to squat on the rope reel halfway, holding a spare iron anchor in your hand.
Ding Dong poked his head out to see what was going on on the deck, and smiled at Shen Zhan: "It's General Yang after all, it's only been a few days, and those bastards are already looking good."
"If I hadn't been careless when I counted the goods," Shen Zhan said angrily, "I'll go to General Yang later, and I'll punish myself by squatting down."
"You." Ding Dong smiled and shook his head. Shen Zhan and his group usually don't talk much, but they really work hard, and they are really loyal to Ling Qingyu. This is the difference in experience, Song Yu and his group It is also saved by the head of the family, but it is still impossible to put the head of the family first. And in this vast sea, a good master is very important, because he decides whether to lead the crew to a dead end or a life. Similarly, a loyal crew is also very important. Fight your way out of a dangerous place.
"Brother Shen, how can you blame you for this matter? I was the one who counted, and I was the one who closed the hatch. I was the one who didn't pay attention and didn't close the door properly." Xin Yi on the side also lowered his head and said. The six of them followed Ling Qingyu as a boat master and also learned counting and accounting. They were trained by Ling Qingyu. Unexpectedly, when it was his turn to count the goods for the first time, such a big thing happened.
"You two know that you made a mistake, so don't do it again." Ding Dong knocked on it alone, and then said: "Xin Yi, go and call the boss, why do I think this is the wrong way?"
"The direction is wrong. We've reached the Maldives. Turn right." Looking at the beautiful small islands floating in the sea in the distance, Ling Qingyu pointed in the direction and rubbed his head.
"I'm sorry." Xin Yi's head lowered, and he even recognized the wrong direction that the master had drawn.
"Okay!" Ling Qingyu held his face in his hands, rubbed that handsome face flushed red, and then said: "Look, I have already punished you, remember, you must never make the same mistake again. Twice! If he falls in the same place, then he is not a human, but a pig."
"Yes." Xin Yi replied in a low voice.
"Oh! I'm not happy to see you like this, go back and draw a star map a hundred times for me!"
"Yes! Do you want to memorize the table of formulas a hundred times?" Xin Yi regained his energy. Seeing Ling Qingyu's eyes widen, he hurriedly ran out.
"A masochist? This child?" Ling Qingyu asked Ding Dong, pointing at his back.
That's guilt, okay, I've never seen you so heartless, Ding Dong ignored him and turned the rudder.
Calicut is a free port, located between Chola and Nambi, and its superior location on the coast of Malabar makes it the largest port in Choro, where merchants gather and all kinds of sailboats are docked at the port, stretching all the way to Outer Harbor Wharf.
The Kathak family is located in a small castle in the western suburbs of Calicut. It is a tall building with marble paved exterior walls. The courtyard is exquisitely trimmed. The tall arched door is carved with exquisite reliefs. With a towering square conical tower, the entire castle is tall and straight, simple but extremely solemn.
At the back of the castle, there is a house in the style of Dazhou. The house is not big, only five rooms, but it is luxuriously and comfortably furnished.
Xie Lian was sitting at the desk reading a book by Da Zhou. There are many books here, all of which were left by his father.
"Master, are you really not going back?" An old man lay at his feet, bowed his head and cried.
"Although my uncle passed away, aren't all my cousins here? Why should I go back?" Xie Lian said lightly, "Since my mother married my father, she has broken away from the family. At this time, I am an outsider to intervene Things at home are not very good."
"Also," Xie Lian frowned and said, seeing that the old man under her feet didn't seem to get up, "Let's just say it straight, Rama, Sur wants me to go back, he just wants my money to support him and Huo But why would I use my own money to work for him? Do you think I'm such a stupid person? After my mother was kicked out of the family so long, in one sentence, I want to take money Go back? If you forget, I don’t mind reminding you again, my father’s surname is Xie, and I’m from Xie’s family. You’d better go, if you don’t go, I’ll send you to the slave market to sell.”
The old man shivered, and retreated on his stomach.
"Master, are you really not going back?" asked a young man next to him.
"Suer and Hall are fighting, and both sides are evenly matched. It is not clear who has a better chance of winning. When we go back now, Suer will be used as the striker." Turning a page of the book, Xie Lian said calmly. Going back, I must go back, how could they not recover the humiliation they put on their mother and themselves, but now is not the time, they have endured it for twenty years, and they don't care about enduring it for a few more days.
"Master, there is a letter from the pier. The ship of the businesswoman from Dazhou you mentioned has arrived at the port." A servant replied outside the door.
"Oh? Prepare the car, I'm going to the pier." Xie Lian got up and said with a smile. Well, yes, it looks like I can do some more business before getting revenge.
The streets are full of people, all kinds of clothes, and the market is full of spices, filling the air with fragrance.
Ling Qingyu's eyes followed the women in all kinds of beautiful saris, and their eyes slid back and forth on the plump and plump figure, and from time to time, they received winks from the big eyes with long eyeliner.
This is a very rich city, bold and enthusiastic, people talking loudly, quarreling enthusiastically, women wearing dazzling gold ornaments, smiling brightly and buying goods with men at the stalls.
There are permanent staff from Dazhou here, so language communication is really not a problem. After walking around, Ling Qingyu got a general understanding of the market here. Now the goods such as silk, porcelain, copper coins, needles and threads have benefited from the catastrophe in East Asia last year, and now their prices have increased by two or three times. After not coming here for a year, the price of the spices piled up here has dropped a lot. Ling Qingyu made a rough calculation in his heart. In the past, silk was ten times the profit, but now it is twenty to thirty times, plus the cost of pulling it back. Spice, if this trip is done well, it will be no problem to double it fifty times.
Finding an outdoor stall, Ling Qingyu took Yan San and Yan Qi to sit down and drink a drink. The drinks made here are sweet and sour, with a special flavor.
Looking at the exotic scenery on the street, Ling Qingyu began to settle accounts in his heart, to see if he still had to go to Africa.
It's just that she is looking at the gold ornaments on those big-breasted women, which is reflected in the naked eyes in the eyes of others, but when they look back, they are a refreshing oriental woman, and they smile again.
But her gaze was so obscene that Yan San didn't even realize he was three steps away from her.
When Xie Lian found them, what she saw was such a scene. On the tea stand under the big tree, a tall oriental woman with her hair tied into a ponytail, wearing a knee-length dress and a pair of sandals, was sitting leisurely on a stone bench. On the ground, looking wretchedly at the woman in the crowd coming and going, two big Zhou men stood and sat next to her, three steps away from her.
Xie Lian smiled, remembering how gentle and gracious the woman from Dazhou her mother thought her father liked, she also learned to smile without showing her teeth and feet, and she felt a little resentment in her heart. Don't there be such women in Dazhou