After estimating the range of the fleet, Chen Jian ordered a turn to the north. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

I had the idea of a world map in my head, and I knew that there were countless reefs in that storm zone, and I could only go around the tropical route and turn north.

It's just that he doesn't know what kind of social form is in that virgin land, South America and the old continent are still known world lines, but the world lines on this new isolated island continent are completely new.

Is it like a centralized slave Inca? Or is it like the federal Maya? Or is it the indigenous people who have the same concept of communal ownership of land as in primitive times? There were horses, cows, and the white people who had made the journey north of Summer City......

Everything is unknown, but Chen Jian knows that if there is no special change, according to development, it will be a group in slavery at most.

The storm has subsided, the last vestiges of protection for the race are about to dissipate, and a new era of not islands is upon us.

Everyone is fair, they are all on the same starting line, each has its own highs and lows, and it depends on what strange the world will become in the future.

On the sea, everyone on board saw such a spectacle.

The dark clouds, which looked low from afar, revealed the blue sky as the sails approached; The fog that gathered and dispersed from time to time dissipated far away as the white waves broke by the ship, and turned into clouds in the sky.

After a rumbling storm, the sky was clear and the waves were calm, except for the trumpets of sailors pulling sails.

Janssen knelt on the deck, praying incessantly; And the sailors of the ship climbed the high mast and shouted loudly as if it were a miracle splitting the clouds.

When the ship finally reached the 32nd parallel, Jian Chen ordered a turn to the east.

After a few days of sailing, the experienced crew had determined that it was close to land and that there would be a very wide river.

The color of the sea is no longer the color of the deep sea from a distance, and it is clear that a large amount of fresh water has been rushed into the sea.

The sailors, who had sailed for more than a month, became excited and took turns climbing to the mast to watch.

The frigates and seagulls multiplied, and finally in the early morning of April 13, a sailor shouted from the mast: "Land! Land! ”

All the mast climbers on the Lanfang swarmed onto the mast and looked at it with the naked eye or through binoculars.

Chen Jian took out his binoculars and observed the faint coastline, and breathed a long sigh of relief. He knew that there were no big islands here, and it was obvious that this should be land.

According to the records of stargazers last night, the latitude here is 33 degrees 27 minutes north.

When Janssen heard all this, he was even more sure that these people were Satan's apostles, a demonic land hidden under the light that God's glory could not shine through.

News quickly spread throughout the fleet, and the people on board took out the firecrackers they had prepared and celebrated the victory in their favorite way.

The sound of crackling firecrackers and gunpowder smoke echoed on the seashore, and Jian Chen gave the order.

The Lanfang lowered the auxiliary sail and foresail, leaving only the mainsail and reduced its speed.

Two small 100-ton ships bypassed the convoy and went to the front, where they began to measure the depth of the water and find a place to anchor and a port to shelter from the waves for the follow-up fleet.

After two days of cruising here, the mouth of the wide river was finally found, and the fleet approached the mouth of the river at high tide.

All those who were in the cabin poured onto the deck, looking at the wide river, which seemed to be no less than a great river, and shouted excitedly.

For these people, such a river also means enough land to cultivate. If everything goes according to the colonial company, it will be possible to live far beyond its homeland.

The flotilla approached slowly, and there was no one in sight, nor a single sailboat.

The absence of sails at such an estuary only proves that the people of this land may have really stayed in the Stone or Early Bronze Age.

At this moment, in Jian Chen's telescope, the shadow of a canoe appeared in the distant estuary.

The people in the canoe apparently also saw the huge flotilla and were a little panicked and wanted to leave, shaking the oars at great speed, but without the speed of a sailboat.

Soon, the Lanfang approached the estuary, and the sailors stood on the deck, looking in amazement at the several canoes floating in the estuary.

There were people in the canoe, knowing shame, wearing a simple garment that seemed to be made of cotton, covering the private parts of the body.

His hair was scattered, and he seemed to have tattoos on his body. There were several throwing spears on the canoe, but apparently not of iron, but of stone.

There are also some small fish in the two canoes, and the people in the canoes have yellow skin, which is similar to Chen Jian's group, but the skin is slightly redder and blacker, and the body is strong.

The people in the boat were terrified, armed with wooden spears and spears, fearless in the face of such a large ship, whining and shouting something, but did not throw the spears, but only frightened.

Lan Qi looked at the canoe man, and then at Yang Sen, who would be banished with a musket on the boat, and an indescribable feeling surged in her heart.

muskets, hundred-ton ships, canoes, wooden spears......

Lan Qi thinks that this is like the famous painting in the capital: hot air balloons flying in the sky at sunset, and a few farmers working with their heads bowed in the background......

And now all this in front of her is far more shocking than that painting, this scene that seems to intersect time and space makes her unforgettable for a long time.

She went to sea to see the world, but she didn't expect the real world to be so magical.

Chen Jian has seen a lot of this kind of thing, at least in the history books of another time and space, and he doesn't have too much emotion.

All he wanted to know was what kind of society these people were in, so that he could make sure that he had the most appropriate means to deal with it.

What he wanted were seeds for corn, pumpkins, peanuts, sweet potatoes, potatoes, peppers, turnips, tomatoes, and sugar cane.

"Drop off the dinghy, I'll go over and negotiate with them. Prepare a couple of guns, as well as glass beads, food, salted fish, and other exchange things. It's better to have a sweet tooth and ask the kitchen if there are any preserves? Be prepared. Two more sailors who can fish! ”

The trainees quickly conveyed orders, and soon several of the most skilled fishers and sailors were around.

Fishing nets and hooks were also prepared, as well as various gifts prepared by Chen Jianrang.

Putting down the dinghy, the people on board, fearing him, picked up their guns and stood on the deck.

Jian Chen waved his hand, signaling that it didn't have to be like this, and jumped into the dinghy and rowed towards the canoes, which were obviously overwhelmed with fright.

Chen Jian has a lifetime of experience in dealing with this kind of person, but just from the canoe, he doesn't know what the social form here is like. The only thing that is certain is that the people here have not yet entered the Iron Age, but stone can also be used as a weapon to create a centralized empire, and even build dams, reservoirs, and terraces.

The people who were in the dinghy with him were excited, and this was their first attempt at dealing with people from outside the world who were not outcasts on the island.

When they got closer, the yellow people on the canoe were even more afraid, but Jian Chen let the skilled people fish.

In front of the canoe, after making a lot of fish, Jian Chen picked up the largest fish, stood in the boat with both hands, and made a gesture to send it over.

The people in the canoe no longer had the hostility they had before, and they also stood up and greeted Jian Chen in their own way, and rowed their oars towards the boat.

After a few gestures, Jian Chen found that he couldn't understand the language of these people at all, but he could still find the aftertaste of the cave era on some ancient words.

Judging from the complexity and fluency of the language, these people have a fairly rich language, but it is completely unknown what they are talking about.

When Jian Chen handed the fish over, those people stretched out their hands to take it, but they kept doing what should be thanks, and did not give anything back. Looking at the various things on Jian Chen's boat, he also observed cautiously and curiously, but he didn't dare to reach out to take it.

Jian Chen smiled secretly, it is estimated that nine times out of ten, this group of people already has the concept of private ownership, rather than complete public ownership, otherwise although they will be grateful for this fish, they will also choose to share or give back the small fish on their boat.

After making a few more gestures, Jian Chen took out a glass bead and stuffed it into the hand of a sturdy sun-tanned man, and pointed to the javelin in the man's hand. The man happily took the glass beads, handed the javelin to Jian Chen's hand, and held the beads to the sun, screaming a few times from time to time.

I peeked at the cloth used to cover the shame worn by these people, it should be cotton cloth, and there were traces of thick needlework and sewing on it.

A pot of fruit wine was handed over, and after those people tasted it, they were full of praise, or should have been full of praise. It seems that this group of people has learned to make wine, so they must have entered the era of farming, and there is no surplus grain to the wine, they should be exclaiming, rather than showing such praise.

I took a closer look at their canoe, which was supposed to be a hollow dug out after being burned by fire, and there were a few small half-pumpkin gourds in it to prevent the canoe from turning over and scooping water out.

After a long negotiation of dancing and dancing, Chen Jian took out the ability of the previous life and explained what he meant, and the sailors on the ship who watched were stunned, and said in their hearts that Mr. Chen still knew dumb language?

The aborigines happily approached the ship and climbed up the ladder, a little scared but also a little excited.

A few sailors tied the small canoes with ropes, took the oars and small fish to the boats, and under the guidance of the aborigines, headed towards the estuary.

After negotiating, Chen Jian guessed that the aborigines said that their village was on the north bank of the river.

The river is so deep that it is perfectly possible to go deeper. The person from the boat who measured the depth of the water nearby also told Chen Jian that there is a natural harbor nearby, and now that the tide is rising, it is also possible to use the wind direction to go deep into the river, and you can anchor inside without worrying about being washed away by the water.

Jian Chen gave the final order.

"All members of the Party, interns, sailors, convoys, and employees of the colonial corporation are strictly prohibited from engaging in any act such as exchange, exchange, killing, rape, disembarking, shooting, etc., without the collective consent of the fleet."

The order was quickly passed on, and Jian Chen looked at these aborigines, and said in his heart, what kind of virgin land is it, you can finally see it.