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"There are hundreds of thousands of villages of this size in the Ming Dynasty?"

The chief found it incredible. In his opinion, this world should be composed of more than a dozen islands similar to that here.

"Ahem! Yes."

Chen Mo didn’t know if it was there, but he would talk about it after he habitually fooled it.

The chief thought about the three large ships as big as hills and thought it should be fine.

His eyes turned to the five kitchen knives that were randomly placed on the ground, and the chief stood up and said, "Dear guests, come far away, have a good meal tonight."

After hearing this, Huang Jinlu smiled and said, "We have wine on our boat. If you want to bring a few jars later, let's have a fun together!"

At this time, the general translator said: "They said there are islands a little further north."

Lin Zheng said: "Don't worry about this. Since they have been there, it must be almost the same. Let's just repair it and record the charts. We can still come at that time."

Huang Jinlu nodded and said, "I have recently discovered here that you must make good friends with these natives, so that the Ming fleet can replenish supplies here in the future."

Liu Ming agreed: "We only need to pay some small things to gain a foothold, which is equivalent to having tens of thousands of friends here, a good thing!"

Lin Zheng stood up and bowed, "Lin Zheng, the official of the Daming Navy, please rest assured that the Ming Dynasty is so great and wealthy, and will not covet this place. We must be friends, and the future fleet will continue to bring what you need."

The chief smiled generously, got up and walked to Lin Zheng's body, suddenly a bear hug and slapped his back hard.

The general translation said easily: "They already regard us as friends."

Huang Jinlu was overjoyed and shouted: "Chen Mo, bring people back to the boat, bring some wine and jerky."

Chen Mo agreed very readily, and Huang Jinlu whispered to Liu Ming: "Look at him, if something happens, I will castrate him!"

Liu Ming nodded. Chen Mo was just a bitch. He was proud of Yingzhou for a while, but after a long time, he couldn't stand it anymore.

...

There are no bonfires, there are only pits, and there are many pits.

When he opened the pit again, Chen Mo blinked and asked, "Can that thing be eaten?"

There was one in Huang Jinlu's hand, and there was a bonfire in front of him, with a pot hanging on it.

"If you eat too much baked goods, be careful not to get shit out!"

The huge coconut crab was thrown into the pot and it was done after a few thumps.

The food in the pit was taken out, two kinds of fish and coconut crab.

Chen Mo got one. He learned how to eat the natives and smashed the shell with stones. The fragrance immediately made him forget that when he was alive, it was like a monster thing.

"tasty!"

After taking a bite, Chen Mo glanced at him and everyone was eating voraciously, completely forgot about Huang Jinlu and Lin Zheng’s explanation.

Be reserved! You must have the appearance of the supreme kingdom of the Heavenly Kingdom!

But after being on the boat for so long, everyone had already been tired of eating the stale food. When the fasting was opened, Ma Dan! The Heavenly Kingdom must be full before talking about it.

Huang Jinlu also started eating it. The boiled crabs didn't taste very good. While eating, he looked at the chief inadvertently.

After the chief took a sip of wine, he immediately drank and put away the remaining jars of wine.

There are classes everywhere!

Thinking of the highest thatched hut was the chief, Liu Ming couldn't help but have some thoughts, but he immediately gave up.

Huang Jinlu saw the strange color in his eyes and whispered: "It is impossible for the Ming Dynasty to immigrate here at the moment. Why leave an empty island for you?"

Liu Ming nodded. Just now, his mind was turning to differentiation of these natives and stirring up internal struggles.

After all, the Ming Dynasty was not a butcher, and it could not do what those sailing pioneers were doing more than a hundred years later.

After dinner, most of the Ming people returned to the boat to rest, and Chen Mo was also included, and he complained about this.

"It's the New Year almost, let's repair the boat. After the New Year, we will set out to see the situation."

Lin Zheng was a little worried because the natives on the island were living a tight life. The chief had already said tactfully just now that the food here was not enough to feed the people on the island. He hinted Lin Zheng, you should either go find food or leave.

Walking out of the thatched hut, Huang Jinlu said: "There are fruits on the island, the meat inside is thick and can be eaten, and there is also fishing, so I can persist."

"Eat fish every day... forget it, let's fish."

So the boat was put down, and the boatmen skillfully controlled them to find fish catch.

Some of the natives stood on the mountain, some ran to the beach, watching the boatmen digging the net in the shallow sea.

If you don’t know what it means to catch a lot of fish, you will know when the fishing net is pulled up.

“So many fish!”

"It's a cool fish! So big!"

"Don't rush to pull it up. There are too many things that will break the net!"

The boatmen cheered, and everyone knew that the food was coming.

There are many trees on the island that can be used to smoke fish, or simply pickle them directly, so there is a lot of meat on the boat.

Since there is no shortage of food, the focus is on repairing ships and preparing for the New Year.

As the only scholar on the ship, Liu Ming was asked to write some peach talismans and paste them on the ship.

During the Chinese New Year, you must not miss anything you should have, just like sacrificing ancestors. Even if you pick up soil to make a stove or light a few branches as incense and candles, you must not miss it.

The Han people's migration outward has a long history, and blood is the theme, but no matter what, no one will give up their ancestors.

Tablets, sacrifices, words, languages...

All of these are the Han genes that are deeply rooted in the bones!

Even if it is thousands of miles away, even if it is multiplied for generations, as long as you still remember your ancestors and the ancestor tablets on the incense, then he is a Han person!

After Liu Ming finished writing the peach talisman, he saw Chen Mo's face full of melancholy and said, "It is hard to cross the mountains and rivers, and the blue waves are hard to find. Since it has come out, don't think too much. Find what Boye wants as soon as possible, and then return home in glory, so that he can comfort his ancestors and make his family happy."

"I miss my son."

There is no winter here. On the beach, a woman squats there with a child in a turbulent wave, pointing at the things in the water and teaching.

Chen Mo rarely stared at the waves of Guolu, but just watched the child ask innocently, and reached into the sea to look for it.

There was nothing in the shallow water, and the child was disappointed, turned around and hugged the woman's neck and shouted loudly.

A gentle smile appeared on the woman's face and she was comforting her in a low voice.

"I miss the kids."

Chen Mo lay on the side of the boat and watched until the woman picked up the child and pointed at this side.

Big ship, big ship.

Simple happiness is easy...

"Mr. Chen, are you going to get ashore?"

Chen Mo rubbed his eyes, turned around and saw that it was Liao A San, and asked, "The island is so boring that it's so meaningful to go ashore?"

Liao A San picked up a small piece of fabric in his hand and said lewdly: "There are no people here, and the little ones feel pitiful. It doesn't matter to men, but those women...oh! That shell hurts the skin!"

Chen Mo's eyes lit up, and he forgot all his homesickness and his son in an instant.

Liao A San winked and said, "I have experienced everyone on the boat. I feel that only you and Xiao are just thinking and compassionate! I want to invite you to comfort those poor people together."

Chen Mo raised his chest and whispered: "Speak quietly, and be careful not to be discovered by those men, otherwise we will be buried in the pit and become food for these natives."

Liao A San stretched out his thumb and praised: "Adults are experienced, but younger people admire them."

Chen Mo was very proud and shouted at Huang Jinlu: "Old Huang, the boat is bored, I'll go ashore and go for a walk."

Huang Jinlu frowned and said, "Please be careful of your two taels of meat, don't cause trouble, otherwise I will cut off your disaster!"

Chen Mo said slutty: "Old Huang, mine has three or three."

"roll!"

Huang Jinlu watched Chen Mo and Liao A San disappear on the island and was about to ask someone to follow him. Someone pointed to the north and shouted: "Our ship is back!"

Huang Jinlu turned around and saw a sail appearing at sea level. Slowly, a ship emerged.

This is the cargo ship sent to explore the north a few days ago.

There were also several natives on the ship, which seemed to have been found.

Lin was supervising and inspecting the inspection below, and when he heard the shouts, he came out.

The cargo ship slowly approached and got off the anchor. Someone on the deck shouted: "Sir, I found it. It's a big island. Those natives are very enthusiastic. Let's exchange some kitchen knives for a lot of food..."

"good!"

Lin Zheng said with satisfaction: "The two large islands are enough to become the destination of the navy. After returning, I must suggest sending people to garrison."

Liu Ming took out a simple map, pointed to the line representing the land and said, "This road is too far. If the Ming Dynasty wants to maintain this route, it must build warehouses on these islands along the way and send troops to guard them."
Chapter completed!