Lin Baiguang has read the entire wargame deduction and simulated artillery damage test report, just like a person with a good hand will not care about the opponent's delay for a few minutes.

The Zheng family's procrastination is nothing more than an attempt to regain a little bit of points and strive for more benefits in the following sī salt negotiations.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but hum leisurely: "...... I'm a loose man in Wollongong......"

In another time and space, there was a county leader in the county where Lin Baiguang worked who loved Peking Opera, so Lin Baiguang also learned a few passages to cooperate with the leader - he was not bad at singing.

After three or four days, Lin Baiguang was finally invited to "talk concretely".

The commercial cooperation went relatively smoothly after the two sides had an interest, and the two sides conducted a series of negotiations on prices, payment methods and the safety of vessel navigation.

In terms of supply prices, Lin Baiguang was relatively loose - the cost of salt in the Senate was very low, and it was okay to offer a slightly lower price, but in terms of payment, he refused to supply the whole year and settle the bill in three sections.

"This won't work." Lin Baiguang shook his head, "Don't say it, the Zheng family's Anhai ship arrives in Japan, but will you collect it in the second year?" The local merchant did not pay on the spot. ”

If you sell it to you and receive cash, I will naturally receive cash when I sell it to you. Lin Baiguang did not give an inch to this.

He was willing to pay in cash, because the goods shipped by the Chinese merchants were all sought-after goods, and the sī salt he mastered was also a sought-after goods in Fujian.

Still, he made a concession: the Zheng family could pay half the price of salt with indigo, medicinal herbs, wood, porcelain, and tea from Fujian. These goods, which could either be used for foreign trade or directly by the Senate, were also quite useful commodities compared to silver.

The two sides soon reached an agreement that Senate ships flying the flag of the **ō shipping company and the flag of the Morning Star could enter Wai Tau Bay for a limit of three ships at a time, up to a maximum of fifteen ships per month. Regardless of the size of the ship, as for the cargo that comes, except that half of the space on each ship must be salt. Others are not limited. Zheng Hongkui said that they also had a great demand for grain, and if the Senate was willing to ship it for sale, the price would be preferential -- Fujian was also a large grain-short province at that time. Lin Baiguang immediately said that "you can consider it".

The ships of the Senate entering Wai Tau Bay must block the cannon fire doors according to the rules, and put away the powder magazines and weapons in a centralized manner. Hanging the Zheng family order flag and so on - this was also the practice at that time, and it was not a loss of power and humiliation of the country, Lin Baiguang agreed one by one.

As long as ships are allowed to enter Wai Tau Bay continuously, it is easy to collect enough information for the "Zuihou Solution" to deploy and hydrological tide conditions throughout Wai Tau Bay.

Lu Wenyuan was dressed in a big coat and rode a méng ancient horse that was not very good, and patrolled along the "wicker edge". Surrounded by a group of hiking families. Holding a sentry stick, a knife and a gun.

In Shandong in November, it was already cold. The wind whipped the wicker fence. Last night's frost hasn't completely melted away yet.

The planted wicker has survived, but now, the leaves have fallen away, leaving only bare wicker.

"Wicker edge" was his name for the wicker fence set up on the island of Tim - his householders, tenants, and servants were also called by them.

Patrolling the wicker side every day has become his regular schedule. As long as there is a broken area, it needs to be repaired immediately. Ding Zhuang among the tenants recruited, whether he was a villager or not. Half of them patrol the wicker every day, mending and reinforcing it. The wicker edge has been changed from a single fence wall to a double fence wall. A month ago, they planted antlers and horses between the two fence walls.

The people under his command only thought that this was Lu Daguan's caution - after all, soldiers, bandits, and homeless people were rampant in Shandong, but all large families either lived in the city or formed a village to protect themselves. However, he did not think much of his construction of the wicker side, because the deer officials on Qimu Island had already built a very strong masonry and stone village. Ordinary bandits and rebels can't gnaw it off. I won't run to this desert island by the sea.

Only Huang Ande knew that what they were about to deal with was a rebel army with the Liaodong cavalry as the main force, which was very strong and not weak in combat effectiveness, and they had to have considerable defensive measures.

The group patrolled in the harsh sea breeze to the wicker-side gate, a simple wooden gate, much more complicated than the rudimentary wicker-edged gate, with a gatehouse above the thick gate and a shooting hole in the gatehouse. There is a cover on it, and it is guarded day and night by the village warriors.

Lu Wenyuan personally climbed the gatehouse and inspected the quilts and charcoal that Xiangyong used to keep out the cold at night. Whether the torches used for lighting are sufficient, whether the rockets used for alarms are guaranteed to be dry and usable, meticulous - only if you pay enough attention to it, your subordinates will pay attention to it.

Although Lu Wenyuan sits on Qimu Island and is engaged in construction projects and agricultural development every day, he is still engaged in radio broadcasting. He knew exactly what the whole operation was going through. A month ago, the Ocean Fleet officially landed in Taiwan, kicking off the engine operation.

Three weeks later, he received a telegram that Taiwan's decontamination camps had reached the standard of 2,000 decontamination personnel. Let him pay attention to receiving refugees from the Lunan area -- Zhang Daochang is already working on collecting refugees, and the first batch will soon be transferred to Qimu Island.

On the island, the facilities are also generally complete, and temporary shacks have been completed on the island that can accommodate 3,000 people. Considerable quantities of grain, medicines, and necessary supplies to protect against the cold were also stored.

Because of the limited conditions, Qimu Island is only a transit station, and the refugees are only given basic food and clothing without more complicated "purification", and then they are quickly transferred out. At this stage, the main destination of transshipment is Taiwan - transshipment Jeju will have to wait until the spring of next year, on the one hand, the time schedule is not in time, and on the other hand, it is also to avoid the winter in Jeju. Shipping to Taiwan can at least save a lot of cotton clothes, quilts and fuel.

Looking out from the gatehouse, the land of Shandong is vast and bleak -- this year is a year of famine, and the already barren and mountainous Dongsanfu is becoming more and more barren. Although it was almost noon, there was not a single trace of cooking smoke as far as the eye could see. There are also few ships in Longkou Bay.

A mule bell sounded in the distance, and it was the "pick-up team" organized by Lu Wenyuan who had returned. In fact, it is a patrol to take in refugees. Each team consisted of several two-wheeled mule carts and a team of villagers, who went to nearby villages and roads to take in refugees, and each time they were able to bring back many people. The old and the young, the hungry and the hungry who had no strength to walk, rode by car, and those who could walk on their own, and were taken into temporary refugee camps on the island in batches.

In less than half a month, more than 500 people were housed here, and many of them were already dying of hunger when they were picked up. Many of them are infants and toddlers who have been abandoned on the roadside and in empty houses. Because of the lack of food, clothing, and care, many of them will not survive even if they are picked up.

Every day, many corpses are moved out of the wicker gate and sent to the distant wasteland for burial.

"It's miserable." Lu Wenyuan muttered. Since his mission, he had seen many scenes that could shake his nerves. Even so, he often feels uncomfortable with all this. Especially when the villagers carry the bodies of the refugees who died at night from the shack area every morning. He always avoided it. lest you be overwhelmed.

Death, famine and destruction, for those who have not experienced it firsthand, will always be just a topic and a set of numbers, and it is only when they are really faced that they feel terrible.

The villagers hurriedly opened the gate to let the convoy and people flow in, and the people were sparsely scattered, and finally all of them walked in, and the villagers had to shout and drive away, and at the same time distribute a piece of millet pancake to everyone for the refugees to take over the relay - they did not dare to give more, for fear that they would die.

Lu Wenyuan went down to the gatehouse and asked Wang Qisuo, who led the team out: "How many people have you received?" ”

"Back to the old man's words" Wang Qisuo, although he was wearing a thick cotton jacket and a hat, his face was still red from the cold, and his snot flowed, "There are no more people nearby, and there are more than forty people in total today, most of them are children and women, and there are some old men and women." A few were dying of hunger, and I didn't know if they would make it through tonight. ”

"It's hard work, and after sending the people to the camp, you and the brothers will rest first."

"Thank you, Master!"

Lu Wenyuan then returned to the farm, where the women were rubbing Haiying vegetables on the reed mat on the leveled open space in front of the farm. The leaves of the sea weeds picked from the barren meadows by the sea are exposed to the sun and then kneaded vigorously to remove the bitter juice, and then dried for an afternoon and then kneaded to become pliable and strong. Wisps of them are like tea leaves, and when they are dried again the next day, the water will completely evaporate, and the dried Haiying vegetables will be dried and can be eaten at any time in a bag.

After Lu Wenyuan introduced seeds on the tidal flats, this seaside weed with strong vitality immediately grew vigorously - Haiying vegetables have strong vitality and are extremely resistant to salinity. Where there is less saline, it grows nèn, and where there is more saline, it grows red, and the more saline-alkali, the heavier the red sè, but it does not affect its growth.

He ordered the tenants' fù women to pick them, and then taught them how to process them. No one knew what the old man was doing with so many wild vegetables, until the first batch of refugees were brought back from containment, and these dried Haiying vegetables came in handy.

Haiying dried vegetables do not have the dry and strange taste that wild vegetables often have, and the taste is light. It is also quite nutritious. During the three years of natural disasters, many people survived on it. In the old time and space, some people used it to mix it with lard residue and steamed buns or cold salad to eat. Lu Wenyuan didn't pay so much attention here, he used Haiying dried vegetables as a filler for the refugees to mix in relief rations and cook them into a paste to eat.

As for the fuel used for the fire, it is the straw of Haiying vegetables.