Hearing what Chuzheng said, the prisoner breathed a sigh of relief. The pirate leader didn't seem to be that cruel.
The captive was relieved, but the other pirates were confused.
They do pirates, don't they just fight and kill
Chuzheng swept around the prisoners: "Who is in charge of the ship?"
The prisoners looked at each other, but no one came forward.
Chuzheng glanced at the people behind him. The pirate had eyesight and grabbed one of them, with the knife across the other's neck: "Tell me, who is in charge!"
Before the threatened person could speak out, Chu Zheng said first: "What are you doing?"
Pirate: "??" Isn't that what you meant
"Don't be so bloody." Chu Zheng said nonchalantly, "Throw him into the sea until he speaks."
Pirate: "… "
Prisoner: "..."
Isn't this bloody
Wouldn't it be bloody if you didn't see blood
But Chuzheng is the owner of the island, whatever the island owner says, they will do what they want.
The pirate dragged the man over to the side of the ship.
"No, help! Don't throw me down, help!!"
"I said! I said, let me go!!"
The pirate stopped, and the man immediately pointed to the crowd: "He, he is in charge."
The designated steward had a livid face, and the pirates rudely picked him up.
"You... What do you want to do?" The steward's voice trembled violently: "You take all the things on this ship, I just ask you to let us live."
Chuzheng didn't speak, and glanced at the pirate beside him.
The pirates are a little flustered, what is the island owner watching them now? They can't answer this question!
Chuzheng: "… "
pirate:"???"
Just when the pirates were stunned, the boy they saw in the past was carrying a chair and placed it behind Chuzheng.
Pirate: "!!!" Damn it!
I'm sorry they don't understand this routine. After all, the previous island owner didn't have this problem.
Bu Qing's appearance caused a strange feeling in the hearts of these prisoners.
This teenager doesn't look like a pirate...
"Why did you come down?" It's still a good person who is sensible.
"...Can't I come down?" Bu Qing asked cautiously.
"No." Chu Zheng can speak right now: "Go and get another chair."
Pirates scrambled to go, not only took chairs, but also brought a small table and placed it between Chuzheng and Buqing, and the young man put a few items to eat.
Chuzheng placed Bu Qing and looked up at the steward kneeling in front of him: "What did you pull on the boat?"
The steward trembled: "Tea."
"tea?"
The steward nodded: "Yes, it's all tea leaves. If you don't believe it, you can let people see it. I don't dare to lie to you."
The pirate had already gone to see it just now, and nodded to Chuzheng, it was indeed tea leaves.
Chuzheng's fingertips rested on the armrest of the chair, tapping on and off.
I have no use for tea...
"you know… "
"I don't know, I don't know anything." The steward said with a weeping voice: "Let me go, there are old and young in my family, just wait for me to support them alone, they won't survive if I die. Just let us live, we won't say anything when we go back."
Chuzheng was angry: "I haven't finished speaking yet, what do you know?"
Steward: "..." He was afraid.
This is a pirate, a pirate who kills without blinking an eye! Anyone who has gone to sea knows that if they are unlucky and hit a pirate, there is only one dead end.
"Do you know of boats that carry cloth?"
Steward: "???"
cloth
He really... knows.
"I... let me tell you, can you let me live?"
Chuzheng didn't respond: "Come and listen."
Manager: "… "
The pirate is fierce: "Come on!"
The steward was shocked by the knife in the hands of the pirates: "There is another ship behind us, the cloth that is transported, and it departs two days later than us."
"The same line?"
The steward nodded, it was their merchant ship, the destination was the same, of course it was the same line.
What Chuzheng wanted was cloth. These tea leaves were useless, but for the time being, they couldn't be let go, so they were buckled first.
The prisoners were all locked up. Chuzheng was afraid that someone would cause trouble, so he directly gave them medicine, enough to make them sleepy for a day.
"Islander, why didn't we kill them?" The pirates expressed incomprehension.
What are you doing with these people? New Year's Eve
"Are you busy?"
Pirate: "..." Kind of.
Chuzheng: "Go and clean the boat."
Pirates: "..." They are pirates! pirate! ! Did they do the cleaning or something?
Finally, a group of pirates suffocated and went to clean up.
Bu Qing cleaned Chuzheng's room, and wiped off her sweat a little tired.
"Why are you doing this again?" Chu Zheng came in and saw Bu Qing working.
Step lightly pointed to the outside.
Didn't you tell everyone to clean
"They have nothing to do, and you have nothing to do?"
"..." There is really nothing to do, Chuzheng doesn't restrict his movements, but there is nothing else on the boat to keep him busy.
Chuzheng took out two books from the cabinet: "Read more if you have nothing to do."
Bu Qing was stunned for a moment, with yearning in his eyes, but soon he shook his head, he couldn't understand.
"I teach you, do you want to learn?"
Only by reading and literacy can people become more powerful. I know this step by step.
But…
Can he really
"come over."
Bu Qing looked at Chu Zheng's open palm, she wanted to teach him... He could recognize more words and know more knowledge.
He could write down what he wanted to say and let her know.
Bu Qing rubbed her clothes with her palm and put it on Chuzheng's palm.
Chuzheng pulled the person to his side and sat down, almost hugging the person outside the circle.
Chuzheng opened the book: "Show me all the words you know."
"… "
Bu Qing's eyes fell on the book, his fingers pressed against the page, and he moved slowly.
What Bu Qing knows are relatively common and easy-to-recognize characters with few strokes.
"This character reading pen is used for writing." Chuzheng taught character by character.
Bu Qing listened carefully and memorized every word carefully.
Chuzheng didn't teach too much. After all, a person's memory is limited, and it is impossible to learn too much at the same time.
"Follow the writing." Chuzheng prepared the blank paper and ink: "Write it a few times and then remember."
Bu Qing nodded obediently and slowly began to trace.
A word is written stumblingly at first, but it is much smoother later.
When he wrote a word that he couldn't remember how to pronounce, he pointed to that word and carefully tugged at Chuzheng's sleeve.
Chuzheng patiently taught him again.
But if you can't remember, Bu Qing will be punished...
Although Bu Qing felt that she was taking advantage of herself, her sense of shame gave in and Bu Qing did not dare to make mistakes casually.
In the evening, Chuzheng arranged a stroke radical for Bu Qing, and asked him to write them clearly horizontally and vertically.
Step lightly and immediately go to write.
"What are you doing? I'll write tomorrow, it's time to go to bed."
Bu Qing pursed his lower lip and lay back obediently.
Chuzheng went up, and the boy obediently squatted over, wrapping around Chuzheng's waist.
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