Traveling through the barren years, picking up space, picking up food, drinking and picking up husba

Chapter 75 What if there is no boat?
The villagers were very happy, and they were so tired after walking this way.

I felt a lot lighter when I took the things off my shoulders.

Look again, some are lying horizontally, and some are lying on their backs.

Cen Abao also lay on the ground in a similar manner, looking at the blue sky: I don't know how many days this peaceful life can last, forget it, forget it, what do you want to do so much?Have fun day by day.

Right now, taking advantage of the low wind and the bright sky, I hurriedly put up the tent where I was going to live in the dark.

More than a dozen men started together, first put it on the ground to find a suitable land.

A ground that is too soft will not work, and the wooden nails will not be firmly driven in.

A ground that is too hard will not work, and wooden nails will not go in.

Cen Abao leaned half sideways, propped his head on his small hand to watch the excitement, suddenly thought of something, and got up suddenly: "Hey, Dad, uncles, we can't build a tent for people so close to Jianghai. Sleeping at night is cool, if there is a gust of wind, the wind and the water will blow us over."

"A Bao is right."

"Brother Cen, your daughter is really a clever little ghost."

Although a few people said they were old men, they didn't say that they were so proud that they shouldn't listen to what a baby said.

Listen to whoever says the right thing.

They moved to a place closer to the river and sea and leeward of the wind.

After about an hour of drumming, it was finally set up.

Some people who lost their burdens on the road partnered with other people.

Cen Abao's tent is the most comfortable one.

Old Madam Cen was afraid that the soil on the ground would hit her dear grandson, so she spread a layer of meadow on top and a thick mattress: "My dear grandson, let's go to sleep."

"My grandma is sleeping too." Cen Abao dragged Mrs. Cen to make her lie down: "My grandma is walking and pressing a hole, it hurts me to see it, please take a good rest."

The women are busy cooking and guarding the river and the sea. The water can be made vigorously, the pots are cleaned, and several large pots are boiled.

Take out the previously marinated meat, smell it with your nose: "It's okay, give us face, it's not bad, let's have a good meal."

After thinking about it, the woman said again: "It's better to go from house to house and bring out something to cook and eat together."

Mrs. Cen objected: "No, let's eat together, whoever eats more eats less, and it won't make sense to quarrel because of this."

My mind just stopped.

Cen's family made incense, took out the meat and stewed it, and the person who smelled it sniffed, and looked up at the dealer's daughter's two children, drooling with their fingers in their mouths.

Mrs. Cen served a bowl by herself: "Let's eat at home."

After getting the meat, the dealer's two boys followed Mrs. Cen to work like little tails.

After eating and drinking enough, and filling up with water, the noise of the villagers gradually died down.

Cen Abao, who had taken a nap, was full of energy. She dragged Qi Zeyao to the river and sea, and found many sea creatures coming up.

"Hey, it's developed, it's developed." Cen Abao cheerfully collected a lot of things into the space.

The villagers were walking up and down the riverside with their harpoons scratching their heads in doubt, muttering in bewilderment, "Eh? Why are there so few things?"

Hearing these words, Cen Abao stuck out his tongue guiltily.

Boss Cen, Chen Fugui, and the others are not idle. Although they have found a place to rest, it is temporary after all. They still have to hurry, and they have to go ahead to find out.

At dusk, Boss Cen and the others rushed back and drool: "We walked forward and found a dilapidated house by the river, and there was an old man in it. This old man has been guarding the river since he was a child. clear."

After taking a breath, Boss Cen continued: "He said, there is no land, and if you want to continue on your way, you can only go there by boat."

Granny Cen's eyes widened: "What? By boat? We don't have a boat either. What's the matter?"

Boss Cen wiped his face and knew it was a problem: "I have to do it."

"That's the only way to go. We can't just stay here forever." Mrs. Cen started to light a fire and cook: "I see that Jiang Hai's old man has a lot of experience, so I'll cook some meat for him and ask him to guide us."

Cen Abao lay on his side but did not fall asleep, he listened to what his father said, and thought: he should find a way to get some boats out.

When Boss Cen came back from delivering the meat, it was slightly dark, so he told the big guys about the matter.

The villagers looked sad.

The village head counted with his fingers: "It's not impossible to build a ship, but a rough calculation, we have about a hundred holes, and a boat with ten people needs to build fifteen boats."

Some villagers began to mutter: "There are so many boats, so we have to travel in the Year of the Monkey?"

"Yeah, it won't take several months to finish."

Boss Cen knocked on the ground with a stone: "Should I shrink back if I think it's too much? If anyone doesn't want to be a boat, he can stay here with his family."

The villagers who were still muttering immediately said, "Brother Cen, what are you talking about, how can you stay here?"

"Yes, we will do it no matter how difficult it is."

"What you need to take a boat is wood. Our luck is not bad. Although it is next to the river and sea, there are many trees around." Boss Cen looked around: "It's too late today, and I was tired from the journey a few days ago. , so you guys have a good sleep today and start working tomorrow."

Everyone huffed and went back to sleep.

This night seemed to be stolen from everyone, and everyone slept very soundly.

In the middle of the night, Cen Abao tried to cry for milk, but seeing Mrs. Cen sound asleep, she quietly ran out.

She has to help everyone with the boat.

Otherwise, more than a dozen ships will have to be built in the Year of the Monkey.
There are a small amount of woods around the river and sea, as well as reefs and so on.

Cen Abao walked in front, and Qi Zeyao followed behind.

As she walked, she found that there was a big pit ahead, and there was an old boat in the pit.

Of course, the ship is out of service.

However, it was because of this boat that Cen Abao had an idea.

"I should get a few boats out and pile them up here as hulks that others don't want." Cen Abao grinned, convinced by his own ingenuity.

Under the cover of Qi Zeyao, she entered the space, picked up the magic pen, and thought hard.

Finally write down: Fifteen cruise ships each capable of taking ten people.

Why write in such detail?

If she didn't write in more detail, I'm afraid this magic pen would give her a boat directly.

After writing, I heard a bang outside.

Fifteen boats lay sideways in the pit.

"It's done." Cen Abao happily clapped his little hands and went back to sleep.

Qi Zeyao escorted her back, and when she fell asleep, she went back to the loading pit.

He blinked his eyes and thought: It's too obvious to put all fifteen ships here at once. We should change several places, at least not too conspicuous.

Therefore, Qi Zeyao slowly moved the boat by himself, busy all night, and did not go back until dawn.

Cen Abao looked at him with round eyes: "Where have you been?"

(End of this chapter)