God didn't give him face because Zhu Zhanji was the imperial grandson of the Ming Dynasty, nor did he give him face because Yang Shaofeng was handsome, and a heavy rain with a strong wind came as soon as he said it.

The squearly winds caused huge waves, and the smaller, shallower boats had to huddle in the middle of the huge treasure ships to avoid the wind and waves, or risk capsizing.

As for the camp on the shore, it can be considered a complete calf.

The downpour directly washed the camp that had just had a prototype, and the trees cut down in the morning were drenched by the rain in the afternoon, if it was not for the choice of higher ground, it is estimated that this camp could be used directly to raise fish.

What's even more fucking up is that no one knew that the rain in this great wilderness would come so quickly, so that more than 10,000 people didn't even say a hat, and there was no place to hide from the rain.

Looking at the basically finished camp without tears, Zhu Gaosui was so angry that he wanted to go crazy: "The great wilderness that the dog enters!" What the fuck is this? Say it rains, it rains! The rain is still so urgent! Even if it's half a day at night, just half a day, Lao Tzu's camp will be able to hide from the rain! ”

Yang Shaofeng didn't have the time to pay attention to Zhu Gaosui, who was so angry that he went crazy, looking at the nearly 20,000 fleet soldiers who were drenched in soup and the camp that had already been soaked, he couldn't help frowning and said, "The camp is not important now.

The most terrible thing now is that our entire fleet of 20,000 people is now drenched in the rain together, and if we catch the wind and cold, I am afraid that it will soon spread out, and then the entire fleet will be finished. ”

Zheng He couldn't help but shudder, and said: "There are some gingers on the ship that can be boiled into ginger soup, and there are also some medicines to dispel wind and cold, but the stock is not too much, and it is estimated that more than 20,000 people will not be able to last even two days." ”

Yang Shaofeng nodded and said, "So the most important question now is where to get enough ginger soup and medicine to dispel wind and cold, and the rest is not so important." ”

Zheng He's brows were also twisted: "If it really doesn't work, send a boat to Guli Dibor?" But the biggest problem now is that it's not clear if there is ginger over there in Guli......"

Zheng He's words made the already solemn atmosphere even more solemn.

Sandalwood is abundant in Guli, and there is no shortage of silver and iron, but I am not sure if there is ginger there, because the Western fleet usually paid no attention to ginger when it was docked in Gulidi.

What's even worse is that even if there is ginger in Guli, it is difficult to guarantee that these people have a reserve of ginger, let alone meet the needs of more than 20,000 people.

As for the old port, there is enough medicine and ginger over there, but the old port is still far from the great wilderness, just to run to the old port and then load the ship back, it is estimated that it will take ten days and half a month to travel, who dares to guarantee what the fleet will look like in half a month?

Yang Shaofeng also had a headache.

In the future, it is invincible to see what the protagonists and horses in the network do, but it is their turn to do so many things!

Is there less money? Or is your face not handsome enough?

Fortunately, the heavy rain came and went urgently, the boat did not capsize, and there were no casualties, and before Yang Shaofeng and Zhu Zhanji and others could discuss a result, the sun had once again hung in the sky, continuing to sway endless heat wantonly, making the original sultry heat become humid heat.

After the rain, the sky is clear, the rainbow hangs obliquely, and it is a very beautiful scene, but no one has the leisure to appreciate it.

After being silent for a long time, Yang Shaofeng spoke: "Let's divide the soldiers into three ways."

First arrange a fleet to go directly to the old port to transfer ginger and medicine, and arrange a few treasure ships to try their luck on the Guri side, and the whole fleet will now enter a state of control, and prepare for the worst. ”

Zheng He nodded in response, and then asked, "What about the other way?" ”

Yang Shaofeng said: "First take out some ginger from the boat and boil it into ginger soup, let the brothers who are drenched in the rain drink it, and then arrange a brother from a thousand households to let them dry their clothes first and then go to find ginger." ”

Looking at the camp that was already scattered, Yang Shaofeng continued: "No matter what, we can't sit still.

These logs are not used for the time being, and it is estimated that it will take three or five days to dry, but the stones are not afraid of water, so let the brothers pack up the camp first, and then go to carry the stones.

It takes a lot of effort to carry the stones, and if you use enough strength, you will sweat, and you may not need ginger or medicine to produce a wide range of wind chills. ”

……

Xu Chuang cursed quietly and walked in front of the team, no one knew who he was scolding, maybe it was God, or maybe it was Yang Shaofeng who sent him out?

A general flag following behind Xu Chuang was obviously also very unhappy: "It is said that there is a soldier and a nest of bears, why don't you dare to contradict the champion!"

There is not even a ghost shadow in this broken place, we didn't look at the shadow of ginger when we came out to explore the road yesterday, and now you still want us to find ginger? ”

Xu Chuang snorted hatefully and said, "Don't fucking say Lao Tzu, why don't you go to the top!" Damn, I really want to exchange with those killers who stayed in the camp, and I'm happy to let Lao Tzu move stones! ”

No wonder Xu Chuang was unhappy.

Of the more than 10,000 killers left in the camp, except for the part that was on guard, the rest could be replaced with a short dozen to move stones, and people like Xu Chuang, who were sent out to find ginger, had to be fully armed, from weapons to armor to compass Sinan, these messy things were indispensable.

But I have been looking for it for most of the day, and I haven't found a little ginger, not to mention, and I haven't even found a ghost!

A loud noise suddenly came from a distance that made Xu Chuang, who had been whispering all the way, stop, bowed down and made a defensive gesture, holding the long knife tightly in his hand, and quietly touched forward with a few soldiers.

After walking for a while, I saw a man tied to a clearing, with deep skin and strange hair, a strange circle painted with white paint around his eyes, and a bonfire next to it, and some wild men who looked like women were making strange noises while beating the tied up wild man with a branch.

Not far from the campfire, there were other children who were tearing each other apart, almost naked, with scars on their hands, legs, feet, shoulders, back, chest, etc.

Xu Chuang looked at all this stupidly.

The beating of these children is not like a joke at all, but like a bite between wild beasts, even if some children are cut off their hair and bitten their faces, the natives next to them will only laugh.

A general flag came to Xu Chuang's side and said in a low voice: "This is the native of the Great Wilderness? What to do? ”

Xu Chuang said in a low voice: "What else can I do, look at the appearance of two or three hundred people, and there are more than a hundred of our brothers, say hello to them first and see if there is any ginger in their tribe." ”

After letting a few small flags pass the order down, Xu Chuang stood up with a big grin, coughed heavily, and shouted: "We have no malice, is there any ginger in your tribe?" ”

Two or three hundred natives suddenly became alert, and all kinds of weapons picked up different weapons in their hands, and surrounded Xu Chuang with fierce eyes.

Xu Chuang raised his hands, signaling that he had no malice, and took a tentative step forward, and said in a loud voice: "We really have no malice, we just want ginger!" ”

After saying that, Xu Chuang regretted it.

He is a big old man, and none of the 100 or so brothers behind him are fine, so it's no problem to let these killers use knives to cut people, but I hope that these people can communicate well with the natives, and it is estimated that it is better to expect a few pieces of ginger to fall from the sky!

The development of events also confirmed Xu Chuang's speculation.

There was a person standing out of the native in front of him, who looked like a tribal chief or elder or something, but this native shouted there for a long time, but Xu Chuang was stunned and didn't understand a word.

Of course, this kind of small problem can't help but Xu Chuang - Xu Chuang slowly took out a piece of ginger and a copper plate from his arms, compared the ginger and broken silver to each other, and then handed the ginger to himself, and handed the copper plate in the direction of the natives.

In Xu Chuang's opinion, even if these natives don't understand people's words, they should be able to understand such obvious movements, right? The action of digging ginger is very slow, proving that he has no malicious intent, and the ginger is finally put in front of him, which means that he wants ginger, and hands the copper plate to the local people, doesn't it mean that he wants to exchange money for ginger? It's a good deal for the natives, isn't it?

Xu Chuang couldn't help but admire his quick wit.

The native who stood up also slowly lowered his guard, looked at Xu Chuang tentatively, pointed to the ginger and copper plate in Xu Chuang's hand and then pointed at himself, and after seeing Xu Chuang nodding, he tentatively took the ginger and copper plate from Xu Chuang's hand, looked at it carefully, and then pointed his finger at himself again.

Xu Chuang was immediately overjoyed, and then nodded to indicate that the local people guessed correctly, and he just wanted to buy ginger with copper money.

But the natives didn't understand what Xu Chuang meant.

The native suspiciously took the ginger from Xu Chuang's hand, directly stuffed the ginger into his mouth and chewed it twice.

This is completely messing with the hornet's nest!

The native who had never eaten ginger spit out the ginger with a sigh, looked at Xu Chuang's eyes and became alert, and even threw the copper plate to the ground, and then forcibly endured the hot feeling in his mouth, and shouted a lot.

Xu Chuang didn't even understand half a word, but the other natives knew what their elders were talking about—this thing was poisonous!

The natives, who were already on guard, suddenly became alert, and they all aimed the stone spears they were holding at Xu Chuang's chest.

Looking at the natives who were slowly surrounding them, and there was a stone spear with a handle aimed at him, Xu Chuang had no choice but to raise the flint fire gun, slash the machine at the sky, and then directly aimed the fire gun that had been emptied at the natives.

In this case, Xu Chuang can only bet, bet that these natives who are still using stone spears don't know the fire gun, and bet that these natives don't know that there are no more projectiles in their fire guns - if these natives don't retreat, then they can only use knives to cut people!

Then the native knelt down in front of Xu Chuang.