Lin Gao Qiming

Chapter 170 Lin Gonglao and Zhang Jiji

To transport people and supplies, I had the experience of land migration in Goujiazhuang in the past. This time, I decided to use all ships for sea transportation, so as to accumulate experience for the next large-scale sea transportation of immigrants.

"The navy can send the landing craft." Chen Haiyang said, "Dengyingzhou has to undertake the task of transporting materials to Guangzhou, so we won't be moving for the time being."

"How much can Fubo transport?"

"About 70 to 80 people at a time." Chen Haiyang drew a pencil on the notebook and said, "It is less than Dengyingzhou. The cannons and ammunition on Fubo take up a lot of tonnage."

"Where are the six transport ships?"

"They are all small boats, and each boat can carry 30 to 40 people." Chen Haiyang calculated, "We also seized two 200 material boats and five or six small boats in the village. These can be used, and the transportation capacity is not a problem. "

"How many days will it take to walk at sea?"

"The sailing boat is more generous, two days."

"What about the food?"

"Grassland No. [-] is ready. This thing is strong enough to fill you up." Chen Haiyang is obviously not interested in dry and hard rice cakes.

"There is no problem in transporting people. The large ships can be transported in one wave. Ordinary people don't have much property to transport, but the timber, pig iron, hemp, and tung oil here account for a lot of tonnage."

Xi Yazhou said: "I suggest that the army should withdraw part of it as soon as possible. Now there are 5 rows and 3 guns coming out in one breath. My hometown is a bit empty."

Dongmen Chuiyu said: "From tomorrow onwards, every time a boat is withdrawn, a squad will be arranged to go with the boat, and the troop transport and escort will be correct. One row will be left to wait for the new boat to be launched before withdrawing. The problem is that everything has been arranged at Bopu Is it? More than 500 people will come at once!"

"Woo De has already made a plan. The house is still under construction, let them live in the quarantine camp first—it's empty anyway."

"Will Fubo's use here affect the fortification of Bopu? The situation is very tight now." Wen Desi remembered.

"There is no problem with four fishing boats. They are all equipped with breech-loading guns. High maneuverability, high speed, and high firepower. Anyone who comes is courting death."

"Tomorrow, the first wave will take away all of the Lu and Lin families." Wen Desi smiled, "Leave Shipbuilder Zhang to continue building the ship."

The next day, the whole Baitu jumped up and down, adults shouted and children shouted everywhere, and women's cries were mixed in, the traversers were well prepared, who would go first, and who would go later, Five-color pieces of paper were distributed to everyone.

There are many passages pulled out with ropes on the beach, and the passages are marked with five-color flags. People holding pieces of paper can never make mistakes when walking on the boat by seeing the colors.Hundreds of rattan baskets with straps and a lot of straw ropes were specially brought on board, and distributed to households for packing luggage.

"This old ticket, can I board your passenger ship..." Li Haiping stood on the back of Fubo, humming a song, watching the flow of people with big and small bags supporting the old and the young, being urged by the soldiers Slowly and with difficulty.

Lin Gonglao looked up at the "Gun Thief" who was humming a ditty. The ditty was as strange as the clothes they were wearing.The head of the patriarch called them "chiefs" and respected them—that was because they were afraid that these "thieves" had powerful firearms: the fort on the bayonet alone, including repairs and guns, cost the village hundreds of taels of silver to guard the card. The day laborers also spent a lot of money on them. The hundreds of local bandits were not enough to beat them up.

Now that I was arrested, I don't know what will happen next.Lin Gonglao was particularly annoyed by this.He is a member of the Lin family, and the patriarch is his own uncle. He belongs to the generation that grew up in Baitu. He has never experienced hardships since he was a child, and he belongs to the "ruling class" of the village.Like the second generations of the Lin and Lu families who grew up in the village, he was not interested in the craftsmanship of his father's generation. He only learned a few things. Anyone who doesn't like it will be dragged to the Shenming Pavilion and tortured. He is full of majesty and walks sideways.

Obviously such days are gone in the future, the more he thought about it, the more annoyed he became, when suddenly someone bumped his back, and when he turned around, it was Wang Sangou, a bachelor in his 50s, who was taken in by the clan as a long-term worker, in fact, it was Lin Jiaquan servants of the clan.

He was annoyed at first, but he was bumped by a servant again, and his back was aching. He couldn't help venting his anger on this unlucky guy. He raised his hand to make a mouth, raised his leg and kicked:

"You coffin ladle, do you have eyes?!"

This Wang Sangou was covered in big bags and small baskets, and he was walking step by step, but when he kicked him, his center of gravity lost his balance, and he immediately fell on his back.Seeing his ridiculous appearance, several young men and women of the Lin family laughed happily.The older ones looked gloomy, and hurriedly pulled the laughing children away.

Between the beatings and scolding, the team was already blocked.The soldiers in front hurried over to guide them.Li Haiping could see clearly from the ship tower, and shook his head secretly, this place is only as big as Baitu, and someone is domineering.

"Who is this person?" Someone was asking.

"It seems to be a member of the Lin family. I heard that the boy is quite arrogant. He is unwilling to surrender when the patriarch comes out." Li Haiping said casually.

"Such an awesome character?"

After Lin Gonglao beat Wang Sangou, he was in a better mood, and kicked the old man several times in succession. He was in high spirits when a big man broke into the team, carrying a stick.

"What's the trouble?!" The big man scolded, "Do you want to fight?"

"Small ones don't dare." Wang Sangou begged for mercy as he got up, "No fight, no fight—"

After all, Lin Gonglao was young and energetic, and he hadn't completed his role change all of a sudden. He didn't turn his back on him, and said with a straight face: "I'm a fart if I beat a slave—"

As he was talking, there was a buzzing sound in his head, and the world suddenly spun, and he was already lying on the ground when he came back to his senses. His head was swollen and painful, and it was already a big bump when he touched it.The "kun thief" held a stick and squinted at him.

"Do you understand civility and manners? Open your mouth and shut your mouth. Are you of the same generation as your father?"

Lin Gonglao was so angry that he almost lost his breath, but the hero still knew not to suffer the immediate loss, so he got up quietly and prepared to go over dejectedly.

"Stop!" came the man's voice from behind.Lin Gonglao held back his breath and tried to make himself look more gentle:

"what's up?"

"You have such great strength, you can help the old man carry things."

"!" Lin Gonglao was about to get angry, but the burning pain in his head reminded him that this is not what it used to be, so he went to help Wang Sangou pick up a basket, and Wang Sangou shook his hand.

"Have you eaten all the food in the dog's stomach?" The man's words were vicious and mean, "Is this what the young man takes?"

Lin Gonglao silently picked up two more packages, and in his mind he went through the eighteen generations of the ancestors of this group of thieves.

When he walked over with his head sullen, a burst of laughter suddenly erupted around him. He didn't need to raise his head to know that this was not from the Lin family, they must be laborers or something like that.People who usually don't dare to lift their heads when they see him smiling all over their face, now dare to laugh at him!

Filled with resentment, he followed the flow of people to the side of the trestle bridge, where there were many straw bags piled up, handing out one after another.He took it and opened it, and there was a bamboo tube with a plug inside, which seemed to be water.A package wrapped in thick paper, torn a little, is cake bait.

Thoughtful.Lin Gonglao muttered in his heart, stroked the swollen bump on his head, what will happen in the future?He was a little scared, and understood a simple truth - the world is not only as big as Baitu Village.

Zhou Dongtian triumphantly returned to the ship tower, and Li Haiping smiled: "Do you have a sense of justice?"

"This kind of brat, if you don't get rid of his arrogance, he will have to struggle in the future. This world belongs to us!" Zhou Dongtian turned the stick in his hand quickly, "I'm showing mercy, or let the outside You can't even see the injuries, and there are five labors and seven injuries inside—"

"No, what's the use of you printing out a piece of trash." Li Haiping murmured to himself, why did the Executive Committee also call in Zhou Laomao, who was engaged in printing, and the reason for the long-distance interrogation was not to come for an interrogation, right?He lived in the same dormitory with Zhou Dongtian, and he used to see him come back only in the middle of the night, and asked him why he didn't say anything, just smiled. It was only later that he learned that the security team would transfer him to work every time the prisoners were interrogated.

Wen Desi sent away the first batch of fleets, and took people around to inspect the windfall.There are a lot of wood, including camphor wood, fir and pine, with more than 500 roots; various hardwoods: Hainan sandalwood, Guangdong lychee wood and iron wood also have hundreds of roots, thousands of thick and thin bamboo.There are also various materials such as pig iron, tung oil, jute, white hemp, palm hair, and oyster shells.

In the warehouse, he also saw various marine accessories, including several forged four-claw anchors.Lots of sails, ropes, nails.There are also many weapons.After inspection, Wen Desi found that more than a dozen artillery pieces owned by the village were all made in Britain. To be precise, they were cast by the East India Company. They belonged to 24-pound naval guns-a short-barreled cannon unique to Britain.As for the musket that the captives said was not easy to use, it was a matchlock gun made in Britain.It seems that the British are very active in this area.

According to Zhang Chuanjiang: The red-haired people sometimes come here to replenish fresh water and repair the damage of the ship.They will pay with gunpowder, weapons and foreign silver.

"Can you repair red-haired boats?" Wen Desi asked.

"The shape of the red-haired boat is different from that of our country, but the boat is always a boat," Zhang Chuanjiang said respectfully.He is only in his early forties, and not only is he the best at crafting, he can build big ships and "has a lot of ingenuity".

"Can you build a red-haired boat?"

"Sail—" he hesitated, "there is no such a lot of cloth." After thinking for a while, "there are also the ropes on the sail, which are very complicated, but the manipulation is ingenious, and the way of doing it is not as good as that of a foreigner." not come out."

"I know all of this—"

Zhang Jiji glanced at the "Kunren" in surprise. Such a pampered master would do this?

"The little one is willing to give it a try."

"What's your name?"

"Small name Zhang Ji."

Wen Desi was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Okay, it seems that you can only live up to your name when you come to us."

(End of this chapter)