See you in the world

Chapter 262
There were only a few hundred people on the boat, and most of them were poor people. There were only so many who were willing to spend a tael of silver to find Yunjing Huahua. There are fewer and fewer people who paint.

Ever since, Yunjing's business of helping people paint for money on the boat only lasted for three days and couldn't continue.

On the first day, he harvested more than 50 taels of silver, on the second day more than 20 taels, and on the third day, from morning to afternoon, he only drew five paintings in total.

All together, Yunjing earned about 80 taels of silver on the boat, and the boat cost was earned, more than 30 taels.

Although the painting business could no longer continue, he still made money, and Yunjing was still very happy.

"Brother Yun, you're not bored. It's not obvious that someone will come to you to paint, and there is a stall, why bother?"

At noon on the fourth day, although there were no customers, Yunjing still kept the stall running. Luo Zheng had nothing to do on the boat, and he didn’t know many people, so he came to accompany Yunjing when he was free. Time to pass.

Yun Jing took a book and read it slowly, and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, anyway, if you are idle, you are idle. If someone comes, I will make money."

"I really admire your patience. If I sat like you for a long time and no one came, I would have given up my job." Luo Zheng said with a thumbs up.

Yun Jing shook his head and said speechlessly: "Comparatively speaking, I admire Brother Luo more for your patience."

"Why?" Luo Zheng asked in amazement.

Yun Jing said: "It's not clear, I don't feel bored after sitting for a whole day, but you have been bored with me, a boring person, for so long, isn't it because your patience is better than mine?"

Blinking his eyes, Luo Zheng pondered for a while, then laughed and said: "Haha, it's true", after a pause, he continued: "Then what, in fact, I think it's their fault that those people don't come to ask you to paint."

"Why did Brother Luo say such a thing?"

Luo Zheng grinned and said: "Brother Yun, anyway, I think you will be very promising in the future. Now, no one patronizes a painting for a tael of silver. When you become famous all over the world in the future, it is estimated that a painting will be hard to find. Tell me, how miserable will those people suffer in the future? It is estimated that the intestines will regret it."

"Brother Luo, you're making fun of me again," Yun Jing said with a curled lip.

Luo Zheng stood up, began to take off his clothes, and said carelessly: "Anyway, that's what I think."

"Brother Luo, are you here again?" Yun Jing was speechless when he saw that he was starting to take off his clothes.

He took off his trousers for a whole day, showing a strong physique. Luo Zheng flexed his muscles and said, "I'm bored, Brother Yun, please help me to look at it and salute. I'll go for a swim in the river."

As he said that, he jumped lightly, jumped several meters high, drew an arc and fell headlong into the river. The splash was so heavy that Yunjing probably would have been ashamed of the former Olympic champion, and he didn't know how deep he dived No matter how far you want to swim, anyway, you won't show your head for a while.

"This guy is not afraid of being swallowed by a big fish in the river."

Shaking his head, Yun Jing ignored him, anyway, he often did similar things these days.

At this moment, some older girls and younger daughter-in-laws in the distance are pointing and swearing at Yunjing, saying nothing more than Luo Zheng's cold and bad morals.

In broad daylight, Luo Zheng is so shameless.

However, since you think that Luo Zheng has a cold and is immoral, if you cover your eyes, you will cover your eyes and quilt, why are your fingers spread so far apart?

heh, woman...

"Ok?"

After a while, Luo Zheng didn't come up, but Yunjing found that the speed of the cargo ship had slowed down and was still approaching the river. The problem was that there were no wharves and towns by the river, so why slow down and approach?Even for supplies, you have to find a town dock or something.

"Mr. Yun, there is no village or shop here, and the boat seems to be stopping on the shore. Do you know what happened?"

Bai Zhi, who was in the same cabin, came to Yunjing with a short sword and asked.

After a few days of getting along, they were already very familiar with each other. Bai Zhi rolled her eyes when she saw Luo Zheng's clothes next to Yunjing, knowing what the other party was doing, so it was no surprise.

Yun Jing shook his head and said, "I don't know either."

After thinking about it, he simply closed the stall, since no customers came anyway.

At this time, a sailor from a cargo ship came over, and Yun Jing asked by the way: "Brother, why does it feel like the ship is about to stop?"

The sailor untied the rope of the sail and cooperated with the others to put down the sail, and replied: "Young Master Huiyun, it is like this, there will be a section of the river with a fast current of nearly twenty miles not far ahead. In the waters, the sails of the cargo ship and the rowing of the sailors are not enough to pass, so it is necessary to stop at the riverside and ask enough trackers to pull the boat to pass through that section of the river.”

"That's it, this cargo ship is quite big, and it still carries so much cargo, presumably it needs to hire a lot of trackers?" Yun Jing suddenly said.

I have only heard of the profession of tracker, but I have never seen it. People in this kind of profession are very hard. They usually make a living on the banks of fast-flowing rivers and rivers, helping people pull boats to earn some hard money.

In Yunjing's previous life, there was an old song called "Tracker's Love", which sang about this kind of occupation.

Sister, you sit on the bow, and brother walks on the shore...

However, that song was a bit romantic, it sang about the love and love of the trackers, and it didn't mention the hard work of trackers at all.

The sailor who chatted with Yunjing said: "It is true that we need to invite a lot of people. I have been running on the river for many years, but I know that with our cargo capacity this time, it is estimated that two or three thousand trackers will be invited to cooperate this time. Today I guess we don’t have time to cross that section of the river. If all goes well, we will have enough manpower to set sail tomorrow morning, and we will be able to pass the twenty-mile section of the river in the afternoon.”

When Bai Zhi heard the words, she stared slightly and said, "Two 3000 people please? How much will it cost?"

"Haha, miss, you're worrying too much. In fact, it doesn't cost much. Each tracker can only cost ten or twenty copper coins at most. It's a few hundred taels of silver in total," the sailor said with a smile.

Bai Zhi was slightly silent when she heard the words, and murmured: "They pull the boat against the current, and they only earn ten or twenty copper coins in a day?"

"That's right, there are a lot of people scrambling to do it. The girl doesn't know that there are at least tens of thousands of trackers begging for a living in that section of the fast-flowing river. You will know when the boat docks. There are densely packed riversides. The trackers set up shacks, hey, they are poor people, hey, what right do I have to pity them, living on the boat, in the wind and rain, and can't earn a few taels of silver all year round, maybe they have jobs every day Earn more than me," said the sailor, shaking his head, very chatty.

Yun Jing also expressed his feelings, and said to Bai Zhi: "Miss Bai, coolie labor is actually very cheap, and what you earn is hard money."

There is still a half sentence that Yunjing didn't say, that is, the coolie labor like the tracker is actually earning money with his life.

They eat poorly, engage in heavy physical work, and generally do not live long. After the 50 years old peak period of life, their physical condition will take a turn for the worse, and most of them will die in a few years. It hurts.

If there is no other way, who would engage in such hard work.

"What Mr. Yun said is true, but then again, the job of the tracker is a bit hard, but he can earn some money to support his family. Those who can't even find a place to work as coolies are pitiful." The sailor answered...

Then the cargo ship slowly docked and anchored 20 meters away from the river, and then the cargo ship put down a small boat and approached to discuss inviting the trackers.

At this time, Yunjing and the others saw that the riverside was densely packed with huts built by trackers. There were thousands of them that could not be counted. It was difficult for the huts to shelter from wind and rain, let alone the living environment.

Mosquitoes are flying all over the sky, all kinds of excrement are everywhere, and it is almost impossible to get down. In that environment, there are many black, thin, malnourished children playing "carefree".

In such an environment, once an infectious disease occurs, the consequences will be disastrous!
When their cargo ship was parked on the river, one after another of the trackers came out of the countless shacks and looked at this side eagerly, hoping to get a job.

But whether this hard work can be done is not up to them, nor their physical fitness, but the gang here!
Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. These trackers gather, and everyone wants to find a job to earn money, but there are so many people, and there are not so many people on the boats. It is inevitable that there will be fights for jobs, so they hold together to keep warm and help each other. The faction situation also arises as the times require.

With an organization, there will naturally be people who get something for nothing, and the upper management of the gang manages the trackers, and connects with ships that need trackers, so as to make money on both sides.

This kind of thing is unavoidable. It is unrealistic for the government to ban gangs, because once there is no restraint and balance of gangs, it will only make it easy for tens of thousands of unorganized trackers to fight with each other. Once it happens, it will not kill or injure one or two people. something happened!
So, the bitter ones are always the bottom ones.

But as long as he can survive, it doesn't matter if he suffers a little bit tiredly and suffers a little bit of grievance...

puff.

The surface of the water broke, and Luo Zheng, who had been swimming in the river, jumped out of the water and landed on the deck. Wet, he couldn't help complaining: "Why did this broken boat pull over, it made me swim more than ten miles, let alone, this pass It's a relief to come down..."

While talking, he found that Yun Jing and the others were not interested, so he asked in amazement, "What's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, Brother Luo, but seeing the poor life of those trackers feels a little uncomfortable..." Bai Zhi pointed to the shack in the distance and sighed.

After understanding the details, Luo Zheng thought for a while and said: "If I have the opportunity to cultivate martial arts to reach the sky in the future, I can try to level the bottom of this river. In this way, the suffering of these people should be ended."

Yun Jing immediately shook his head and said, "Brother Luo, please don't, even if you have the ability in the future, don't do that."

"Why?" Luo Zheng asked puzzled.

Looking at those shacks, Yun Jing sighed slightly: "Brother Luo, your idea is good, but have you ever thought about it, although the boat trackers on this section of the river are suffering a bit, at least they can support so many people. People, if you have the ability to level them in the future, where are these people going to make a living?"

"Eh...", Luo Zheng didn't know how to answer for a while.

In fact, think about it, are there few people in the world who have the ability to widen and flatten this meeting?Why is no one doing that?It's not because it can support tens of thousands of people. Once it is flattened and widened, the water flow will be gentle, and the boats passing by will not need trackers. Where will the tens of thousands of people go to make a living?

There are special people on the cargo ship to negotiate with the gang of regular trackers to discuss the number of people.

Early the next morning, the cargo ship set sail again.

But what is different from before is that, on the re-started cargo ship, a large iron chain stretches out in front, and then ropes are connected to the iron chain. On the other end of the rope, there are thousands of trackers on the shore.

Nearly 45 trackers, shirtless and barefoot, tied the rope to their bodies and stretched out for hundreds of meters. They gritted their teeth and dragged the rope. Do your best to drag the cargo ship upriver little by little.

During this nearly [-]-mile difficult journey, the trackers must not stop or slack in the slightest. They have to walk for a whole day. Otherwise, if they cannot drag the cargo ship into this section of the river, they will not be able to get the money. The cargo ship retreated, and under the strong pulling force, the lives of those trackers were in danger!
They dragged the cargo ship, chanting the neat chant repeatedly, step by step, and slowly moved upstream.

"Hey yo...go, hey yo...go, take one step, earn money, take two steps, earn rice, take three steps, sweat a lot, take four steps, don't Tears, five steps, girl waving, six steps, money in pockets, seven steps, rice in the pot, eight steps, clothes, nine steps, my son is urging , Ten paces away, home is behind, walk, walk, trackers are not afraid of the river flow, but afraid that the river will have no work to do, hey yo... go, hey yo... go... one step what……"

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(End of this chapter)