On both sides of the river are boundless forests, which are suitable for arable land due to productivity and agricultural tools, but have not yet been cultivated by the indigenous people on this side. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The faint sea breeze mixed with the floral scent that is unique to April is pleasant to smell. Several common tree species are also found on both banks, and the wide rivers, although not as wide as the big ones, are wide enough to carry large boats of several hundred tons.

A harbor on an inland river was chosen, the ship was anchored, and the convoy was assembled to guard the ship.

Chen Jian led more than sixty people, with all kinds of strange trading items prepared, followed behind the aborigines, and headed towards the place they pointed out.

There were only paths trodden by people, and there were no ruts on the road, and there seemed to be the footprints of large animals such as cows.

The guards who followed Jian Chen were a little excited and a little nervous, and their fingers pressed on the trigger of the musket.

After walking for about seven or eight miles, after crossing the dangerous swollen area of the river, Jian Chen couldn't help but scream.

Before his eyes, a field appeared, a field of corn.

Not a ridge, but more like a slash-and-burn crop or sowing crop, two cows grazing beside the field, but it doesn't seem to show any signs of using ploughshares, and the back of the ox is flat and there is no thick noose neck.

Next to the cornfield is a tobacco leaf, this Chen Jian will never admit it, it is definitely a tobacco leaf. Next to the tobacco field was a field of potatoes, and there were already ladybugs flying up, biting the leaves full of holes.

At this time, several more aborigines appeared, and after screaming in horror, the aborigines who were leading the way in the procession came forward and said something, and took out the glass bead to show them.

Across a slope, a typical village appeared in front of Chen Jian.

It looks peaceful and peaceful, but it is also extremely poor. A hut made of wood and thatched mud, with a few sheep and a few dogs supposed to be for food, a bunch of red peppers hanging in front of the house, and corn cobs woven together from last year's harvest.

Corn wasn't too long or too thick, but it was corn.

Two large turkeys were clucking at the entrance of the village, and several women seemed to be chatting at the entrance of the village holding a ball of cotton thread.

At the entrance of the village, a pile of smoke to disperse mosquitoes was lit, and several men held a tube that resembled bamboo and smoked a puff of green smoke.

Even though he was far away, Jian Chen still smelled the special smell of tobacco, and his hands trembled with excitement.

How many years have passed, and I smelled nicotine again, just like the familiarity and bond after eating flour dumplings again in my previous life.

This seemingly simple village, which reveals poverty and the differentiation of private ownership, makes Chen Jian feel an indescribable familiar taste.

This is not a tribe of the indigenous people in the normal historical line, but more like a rural commune under a slightly more advanced slave city-state, or it may be a serf or a savage or a common king slave.

In short, people always have to distinguish between three, six, nine, and so on. Where there are no slaves, there are universal slaves, either caste divisions, or primitive public empires with extremely underground productive forces and extremely poor land.

The inevitable future war for the colonies would engulf this quiet and impoverished village completely.

Soon, the elders of the village came out and gathered more than 100 people from the village to gather around.

The aborigines of the fishing spoke their language and Chen Jian carefully looked around, and determined that these people should not be able to read or write, but they did not know if there would be literacy or writing in the city.

The people in the village were extremely curious, but they could also see that they were poor, and the houses in the village were both good and bad, and the village elders came out of the best houses.

Chen Jian couldn't figure out for the time being, whether this village elder belonged to the head of the serf manor, the leader of the village community of the wild people outside the slave city, or something else.

The men's hair resembled a horse's tail, and they didn't look like they were often groomed, and crawling lice could be seen on their dirty cotton clothes.

Chen Jian had the means to deal with these people, and knew that their food was not abundant under this kind of productivity, so he asked people to take down the iron pot they were carrying and distribute candied fruits and other things to women and children.

After a cheerful dinner, the attitude of these people was noticeably different from before, especially after some strong drinking, they began to sing and dance around the fire.

Chen Jian took the opportunity to ask for a handful of tobacco leaves, tore a piece of paper from the diary, skillfully rolled a cannon barrel, lit it with the help of a bonfire, and inhaled hard and shivered, followed by a wave of nausea and stomach pain.

Lan Qi watched Jian Chen's strange movements from the side, sniffed the strange stinky smoke and asked, covering her nose and saying, "Jian Chen, what are you inhaling?" This thing is the same as hemp leaves, right? ”

Chen Jianxin said that the rule prohibiting smoking hemp leaves was still set by me back then, but this thing is not the same as hemp, and I can't help it, if I can monopolize the trade and get enough money, I can make match factories generally established.

With a smile, he snuffed out the tobacco leaves that his body was already uncomfortable with, coughed a few times, and asked, "What do you think of here?" ”

"It's poor. There are no iron farming tools. The way they farm is also not right. But these people are very enthusiastic, so I guess it's because no outsiders have ever appeared, right? ”

"yes, passionate. Maybe we can live in peace with them. There's still a lot of land, as you can see, there's still a lot of land that hasn't been cultivated. These seeds...... It is possible to feed more people, and it is possible to raise more livestock and poultry. In any case, even if you just get these seeds, this trip is not in vain. ”

Lan Qi shrugged and said, "These people let you go, will you go?" ”

"These people...... Why let me go? I don't tax them, I don't take them as slaves, on the contrary I teach them the techniques of planting, and they won't let me go. Don't take the concept of the people of the republic to other places, it's different. ”

After exposing this topic, Chen Jian finally learned a few words after eating.

Corn, turkey, peppers...... These things related to eating that no one has ever seen were learned by him first.

After taking out the hand-cranked corn thresher that he had pretended to have heard of and had prepared when the ginning machine was already being made, and taking a few corn cobs and skillfully wringing the corn kernels, the people of the village gathered around excitedly.

I don't know what they discussed, but finally took out a bunch of peppers, a basket of corn cobs, half a basket of peanuts and more than a dozen balls of cotton thread, indicating that they wanted to trade the hand-cranked corn thresher with Chen Jian.

In order to show his friendliness, Chen Jian only wanted some peanuts and nothing else.

Peeling off a peanut and throwing it into Lan Qi's hand, Lan Qi looked at this never-before-seen crop curiously, and put it in his mouth to chew in the same way as Jian Chen.

The unique sweetness of raw peanuts slowly turned into a paste and diffused in his mouth, Chen Jian suddenly thought of something, and said with a smile: "Judging from my food experience, if this thing can be chewed with dried tofu, it will definitely have the aroma of bacon." ”

Lan Qi pursed his lips and smiled, but he felt a little strange in his heart, he always felt as if Jian Chen had seen these things, and he didn't need to be told how to eat them.

That night, Chen Jian even said that he finally got a message.

There is a city on the river, and it is impossible to tell how big and how many people there are.

Back in the fleet, Chen Jian fried some peanuts in sand and iron pots, and each person gave one to him, and those poor people ate it with relish—this thing was so much oil, it was really delicious and fragrant.

And these people also expressed great interest in the corn and other crops that Chen Jian brought back, and the corn looked quite bluffing, after all, the ears of wheat could not grow so big.

Looking at these hopeful people, Jian Chen smiled happily.

At night, after the party gathered together and discussed some things, Chen Jian proposed: "Tomorrow, divide into three teams." A group of men searched for suitable land near the mouth of the river for forts, forts, and villages. However, be careful not to get into a conflict with people from nearby villages. ”

"The second team guards the convoy, replenishes fresh water, counts food and farm tools and various tools."

"The third team followed me to the cities that the villagers call to see what kind of society it is, to determine how we can get our land. This is the most critical. ”

Lan Qi asked, "How do you get it?" Is there any explanation for this? ”

Jian Chen nodded and said, "Yes, there is a saying." If the mountains and rivers, including the land of the village community, belong to the king or the Hou Bo or something like that, then there are many theories. Land can be state-owned, but state-owned is not owned by the king and Hou Bo alone, and this must be clarified. You can also look at the differences between land ownership in different countries and different civilizations, and it will also help you find common ground in history. ”

Lan Qi asked again, "What if...... What do we do if the land is owned by the king, forbidden to be bought and sold, or even if there are slaves? ”

Jian Chen smiled: "That's simpler. As long as there are contradictions and struggles here, there will be room for our existence. These things can be used elsewhere, not only here, but also to spread the ideas of freedom, equality, republicanism, and so on...... For example, the Caucasian man we rescued from the island. If they have nobles, kings, and priests on their side, they can also be pulled down with this set of things. ”

Lan Qi thought for a moment and said with a smile: "If there is, if he does that, he will be sentenced to treason or treason." ”

"Yes, the revolutionary fires of republic, freedom, and equality will burn all over the world. As long as we are doing well, they will believe that we are doing well because of that. And the reality is that we should be better off than those people, as far as I guess. ”

"What about the reason for speculation?"

"There are fewer people, more land, good guns, and leading science. Don't forget, the person we rescued was still using an arquebus, and he hadn't seen an octane yet, and he was amazed when he saw our large piece of glass. Look, we're going to make everything they believe in collapse. Not everyone knows how to analyze the internal factors, and more people will only stare at the surface. What could be more magnificent than stirring up the whole world? ”

When everyone was puzzled, Jian Chen sighed: "Don't forget the person we rescued, who was still holding that book in such a desperate situation." The deeper the faith, the more intense it will be, and they will put all the blame on their own traditions, culture, or what they believe in. ”

Chen Jian thought, more than that. If you cut off the way to the pressure relief valve of emigration, squeeze the space for the accumulation of colonial trade, translate these universal things, and help you advance the manual machinery by fifty to a hundred years, so that the flintlock age, which is most suitable for the civilian revolution, will be born prematurely...... Europa's seventeenth century would have written a magnificent anti-feudal revolutionary epic.