Yang Hao and Yuan talked for a long time, and when they left, looking at Yuan's somewhat clumsy back, Yang Hao also felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

Once upon a time, everyone was still full of ideals and hopes, but now, those familiar faces are aging one by one, and they are no longer young.

No matter how big your ideals and ambitions are, everything seems so fragile in the face of the invincible enemy of time.

Yang Hao couldn't help but feel that time was a little tight again, he had felt that his body was not as good as before over the years.

The multiplicity of government affairs and the eagerness to wait for me almost made him feel haggard.

His king is a workaholic.

He himself didn't know how long he could live, and compared with the medical technology of the rest of the industrial development, it could be said that Qi was moving forward at a rapid pace.

Now medical technology and more than ten years ago there is no essential leap, and the penicillin that Yang Hao had high hopes for has not even had a shadow now.

Yang Hao has a lot of ideas that he wants to realize, but the current limited conditions of the Qi State have no problem for him to carry out further reforms.

The current Qi State can only maintain the current development process, and if there are further changes, Yang Hao pinned most of his hopes on the side of the American expedition.

In addition to those crops that can feed more people, what Yang Hao hopes to get back most is rubber.

This thing is indispensable for making steam engines in the future, and many industrial products are inseparable from rubber.

As long as the steam engine is made, the productivity of Qi will definitely double.

This is an epoch-making invention, as long as this thing is made, Yang Hao is absolutely sure that he will push the civilization process of Qi forward for thousands of years.

As long as you can keep your people alive, you only need time to make up for the shortcomings in culture.

Americas.

The rainy season has arrived, and the heavy rains that occur every once in a while make life more difficult for the expedition team.

Unable to go out hunting, the team members can only hide in the camp and consume the existing supplies.

And the deal with the indigenous tribe is also going on in an orderly manner.

The natives had seen the Qi people's ability to hunt and were very afraid of the Qi people's strength.

Even the most savage savages can only become hospitable in the face of strange neighbors who are several levels stronger than themselves.

These natives gave up those unrealistic illusions and put themselves in the position of businessmen, trading some information and local products to get what they needed from the Qi people.

After a few months of contact, the two sides also have a certain understanding.

Although the two sides are still in the sign language stage in terms of communication, both sides can already understand some commonly used words.

At first, Stony Brook thought that the martyrdom of the people of this tribe was only because of cruelty and barbarism, but after slowly getting in touch, he understood that it was just an ignorant act of the people's wisdom.

These natives believed that by sacrificing the blood of a living person to the gods, they would be blessed by the gods, and that the gods would protect their tribes and give them enough prey.

Killing people to keep more people alive may sound paradoxical, but in the eyes of these natives, it is a matter of common opinion.

It's just that I pity those who are used as sacrifices, just like those female slaves who were given to Jiang Liu and others by the natives, and these female slaves are all members of some small tribes nearby.

Originally, they lived well in their own tribe, but they were tragically attacked by a group of people and treated as slaves.

They may be lucky, although the life on the side of the Qi people is not ideal, but the Qi people will not beat and kill them for no reason.

If they work hard, the Qi people will sometimes give them some meat.

The slave girls were very satisfied with their lives now, at least much better than they had been as slaves.

It's just that Jiang Liu knows that his people are not good people, and maybe the behavior of the Qi people will be more civilized compared to those barbarians, but the behavior of the expedition members to force the female slaves to have a relationship is likely to be held in prison and judged by fate in the Qi country.

In the traditional concept of Qi State, these free people who are far away from the civilized world are definitely a group of lawbreakers.

But everything is afraid of comparison, no matter how bad the behavior of the Qi people is, there are murderous natives by their side, they seem to be so tall and majestic, just like the savior who saves the suffering creatures.

Jiang Liu didn't seem to understand this, she pitied those ignorant women, and she was a little confused about the concept of good and evil.

But he didn't mention these confusions to anyone, because he knew that those team members who only knew about fighting and brawling didn't think about these profound questions.

The rain outside the tent gradually weakened, and the river and the rainbow slowly appeared in the sky in the distance, and the irritable mood was rarely a little relaxed.

"Brother Jiang Liu!"

Then a dirty head poked in from behind the door.

Jiang Liu couldn't help frowning when he saw Qingyang's appearance of a thief's head and brain, glanced at his comrades who were sleeping in the camp tent, and turned over and got out of the hammock.

"What's the matter with you, what's wrong with you when it's raining?"

"Hehe, Brother Jiang Liu... See! ”

Qingyang spread the dirty leaves on the ground, and saw that the leaves were covered with some crab-like seafood.

Seeing this, Jiang Liu's face suddenly turned cold.

grabbed Qingyang's dirty clothes and lifted him up, and roared in a low voice, "Did you fucking go to the beach?" Damn, you don't want to live anymore? ”

Qingyang had never seen Jiang Liu so angry, his face was a little pale, although he didn't know what he had done wrong, but looking at Jiang Liu's angry face, he instinctively felt that he had done something wrong.

"Brother Jiang Liu, Qingyang knows his mistakes... I don't dare anymore. ”

Jiang Liu raised his hand and wanted to slap it down, but the slap did not fall for a long time.

Sighing, Qingyang was still on the ground, squatting down to collect the seafood scattered on the ground.

Qingyang looked at the river flow without saying a word, and for some reason felt a little sad in his heart.

"Brother Jiang Liu. Wrong... Qingyang. ”

Jiang Liu said in a deep voice: "You don't have to apologize to me, your life is your own, Lao Tzu will go out again after a while, this time he may not be able to come back for a long time, and it is not certain whether he can come back alive."

Since you recognize me as a brother, I will try my best to let you live, it is raining so hard today, just to find these things, if you fall into the sea, you can still live?

”

Qingyang knew that what he did was wrong, and he blamed himself in his heart, Jiang Liu could say this to himself, which was enough to show that he had completely regarded himself as his own.

The emotions of self-blame and gratitude instantly occupied Qingyang's heart, the rain had stopped, Qingyang knelt on the ground, and kowtowed heavily to the river.

"Qingyang knows his mistakes...